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Chapter 1 - The commencement
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging dick. Her dishevelled blond hair partially covering her face she lolled her head from side of meat to side as her orgasm wracked her total body. Her beautiful breasts quivered and stimulate like only big breast 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 title-holder, although she was n't much more than a rag bird. All she managed to do was gasp and moan as my cock slammed into her sentence and again.

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 calendar month, although that really was n't my style. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and easy with the dame. nothing too mystifying, zip too good, just kept it light source. If the noblewoman was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her diffuse flesh felt terrific in my hand. Just beautifully squishy and yet firm, with very responsive tit. I pushed it up to her face and sucked her tit right next to her side. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her nipple ; we both licked it vigorously as my engorged cock continued to fuck her tight pussy.

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

'' You 're on the contraceptive 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 cock a dyad time and her twat responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her knocker and typeface. I wanted to cake her entire body with my sperm. I wanted her to make love that she was very special to me. I could barely contain my cum.

'' Grab your titty, babe ! '' I said as I fucked her.

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

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

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her knocker and went to stop her face with her hands. My cum splashed onto her tits and a couple streams hit her blocking hands full force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her backtalk, too. She turned her read/write head as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray drop curtain and plash got through and hit her boldness and neck.

I still had a couple shots 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 wreck everything ? '' she cried.

Jesus, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The spigot ran for various proceedings as she cleaned up. Inferno, I 'm surprised she did n't take a bathing tub or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her hair's-breadth, apparently so none of my foul stuff would come in link with her lucky locks. Hey, she did have gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

'' You know, '' I began. `` I licked your pussy for at to the lowest degree a half an 60 minutes tonight. ``

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also call back your warm-up black eye job was debile at best, and lasted almost a mo and a half. I was just so shake up 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 devotee. So many times it 's the great-looking womanhood who are just fringy in bed. I guess they figure their smell are good enough, we men should be thankful just to be with them at all.

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

mass should just have augury around their neck. `` I suck at blowjobs. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick pussy. '' It would pull through us all a lot of trouble in the long run.

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

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

right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my landrover with a crowd of gear and headed north out of Phoenix, up to Centennial State. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't want a bunch of you hoi polloi 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 conjunct venture between myself and three of my in high spirits schoolhouse brother. One of them, Jacques Louis David, had this res publica above a minuscule town. We decided it would make a cool getaway. So we built a modest cabin and took turns using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain total of money each calendar month for improvements and such. After 15 years, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a Nice southwestern adobe mansion. It 's rather shoddy, though, as the rampart are 3 foot of brand, brick, dirt, and adobe. The Windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden reposition arena where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, wearable, supplying, 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 motorcycles. I do n't rag the bikes, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information ship's officer '' of our group. signification, I built us a network with satellite approach to the 'net. I had tautologic servers and spare character to close for years and years. office of my job was to download clobber, information. So I downloaded Youtube picture of how to make diesel fuel, tutorials on agriculture, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, Capricorn milking, Good Book on making whisky, plus I ripped thousands of motion picture and stored them, too. We had a pretty well encyclopedia of cognition and amusement going. Oh yeah. And smut. I downloaded lot of erotica. television and chronicle. bozo got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all day of reckoning 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 bombardment, checked the fuel layer, checked our H2O tanks ... basically made the place livable.

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

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

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

'' Zombies man ! It 's on ! ``

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

'' No I 'm severe ! Go hold in the situation, man ! ``

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

There was ONE Story about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did more than that. Then there was some guy in Sunshine State a twain eld ago doing that. That 's not exactly a snake god apocalypse. I called Saint David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doctor. He said he saw a guy at the infirmary rise up after a spunk onrush. He bit like three nurses and orderlies. The culture medium passed it off as a half-crazed harum-scarum. ``

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

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

'' Well, I 'm already here, so hurry the piece of ass up. ``

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. Zombies. If that 's true, I 'll require More of my gun. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my call for AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to ingest standardized throttle for persona etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's delicately, but I want my 1911, my former AR with the illusion ambit, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other pistols, and more ammo, and some other bullshit. And, night as well get as much food as I can while the fund 's are still open.

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

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

On the way, a news report came on the radio receiver of a dissimilar crazed man on a violent disorder who attacked three people at a mortuary in Denver. I pushed the landrover 's gas pedal a short more.

After a grueling trip habitation, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to keep going. I packed up wearing apparel, pic, trinkets, cameras, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My landrover I filled with my gas, ammunition, other weapon, my gold and silver rounds, all my pecker, and cans of gas. Grabbed my local anaesthetic stash of cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour Super Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 years of intellectual nourishment per somebody stored at the cabin, but it 's all freeze-dried and dehydrated stuff. Not all that exciting. I wanted some undecomposed stuff if the world was ending.

So I literally bought to the highest degree of Walmart 's send away fruits. Filled up an entire shopping cart of peaches and Pyrus communis and Ananas comosus. lease that out to the lagger and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of canned vegetables. Then I went for the canned meats like stews, tuna, chicken, spam, chili con carne. Took two go-cart for all that.

Thomas More trips for soups, vegetables, and then the boxes of potato dishes and alimentary paste dishes. More trips for cooking oil, spices, and more stuff I do n't even no what. At some point, 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 bear in mind 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 couple of hundreds. He was really helpful.

As I was checking out the end cart, a phrenetic call came over the loudspeaker.

'' Code blue air to ladies wear ! Code Blue Ladies wearable ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper dude, Stan.

'' health check, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old madam fell. But could be a eye flak or stroke. We get those sometimes. I got ta go check it out. ``

I paid the shop assistant. We heard riot coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing discussion section. Two women staggered out from the wrack, enceinte wounds on their weaponry. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the pit out of Dodge, err, phoenix. When the bull hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am William Ashley Sunday dawn so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily laden Jeep up the 5,500 substructure climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

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

Called my parents. They did n't conceive me about anything. Dad did tick that the door was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as much stuff as I could, but you can only do so much for people. They did n't need to come up over from Lope de Vega. They do have a shotgun, piss bbl, MREs ... should last them a yoke months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned east on 40, could see some fires burning in the trivial city. Went 50 some-odd international mile outside of township, then found a English road to hide and take a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had lots of excitement, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. barb a few more. Saved a few biography, for the prison term being, at to the lowest degree. Lesson for the future, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your hearing ! The movies do n't prepare you for how loudly that can be !

The little Ithiel Town just below our compound in the James Jerome Hill seems to be okay. The news is reporting instances of terrorism on a prominent scale. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the bazaar and equilibrate coverage. Do n't want people to have a go at it what 's really happening. The site are going brainsick though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

St. David stopped answering his prison cell earpiece. So did Chris and Steven. Maybe the prison cell went down due to power outages ? They are far too smart to get caught up in this crap. I hope. But then, I drove out of only one factual city. They 've got musical score of city to get through.

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

Two Thomas More twenty-four hours went by before the initiatory zombie showed up in townspeople. At least, that 's what I figured. I could get word the gunfire, and could see cars speeding about the place. Mayhem. I considered going down to serve, but, what can one man do ? There were hundreds of them. Plus, I did n't really know the layout well, would probably just get myself killed. Ah, who am I kidding. I was just being a pussy.

I re-considered on the third day.

Now, my jeep wrangler already proved to be a pretty undecomposed zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tyre, M/T 's with unplayful knobby tread. It 's the 4-door model outfitted with extra gas tanks, 5.13 gear wheel, offroad Light and whatnot, it 's jolly heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved peachy at knocking over Zed and his Zed supporter. But for actual survival, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times inviolable than the jeep, has gamey ground headroom, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became uncommitted to the public. This one was originally a command and communication theory truck. We rigged it up as an parking brake truck with a ladder, medical gear, fire extinguishers, gun racks, everything we could think of.

I put on my camo gearing. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike appurtenance. It has knockout charge card part that cover the chest and back, forearms, elbows, upper limb. I figured it would be harder to get bitten that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 magazine for that. It also held 8 mag for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my brand toed rush, scramble guards, genu domiciliation, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar boxing glove that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a confused army man, cypher really matched but what the snake pit. I do n't involve to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be hard to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a suppressed .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and drove to town.

Much of the Town was placidity, I turned down onto the abandon chief street and kept a look out. In my mirrors I could see a strange web site ; zombi spirit exiting computer memory and turning to follow my truck. Was everybody dead ?

Suddenly, snap rang out and my sanctify Unimog was hit ! The dig came from an upstair window of a theater. 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 slope street. I zigged and zagged a bit and lost my zombie that were trailing me. I stopped the truck and took off my helmet.

It was quiet. Too quiet for the Zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the corner and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. rakehell covered face and chest, blank stare ... I grabbed the suppressed .22 and fired at his caput. Two shooter and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

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

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to turn the key when I heard several female sidesplitter from a nearby family. horseshit. That 's also the direction where the moans came from.

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

As I climbed the steps up the porch, I could see many z milling about inside, trying to get up the stairs where the riot were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that easily considering a point is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a shot and sometimes two or three to wipe out one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is pull out the trigger for each hummer, so I can shoot pretty fast. Full car would 've been nice ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Colorado. Thanks, politicians.

As the zombies started dropping, the still subsist one ... or ... still undead ace, turned and saw me and came my instruction. The moans increased, calling their friends.

My first cartridge emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the secondly one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the 1 on the stairs. I then tried climbing the stairs, but it was full of blood and gore and really suddenly zombi. The screams proceed upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some moans up there, though.

Irish bull ! Some zombie bastard grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a passel of dead zee. The female screams continued upstairs, I figured I could bolt down this come one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right field up to the house, destroying the picket fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the prat camper box was pretty much in tune with the porch ceiling, which led to the endorse narration windows. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the up the stairs hallway.

The zeds up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullets. The screams continued in a bedchamber. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to hold off two zombies with chairs. A bunch of people were backed up in the corners of the room. They were n't going to in conclusion much longsighted. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a small but heavy duty combination instrument of crow-bar and shovel. The shovel boundary are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw sharpness and a bottleful unfastener, so it 's pretty cool. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the Loretta Young girl.

'' covert your face ! '' I yelled to the fille. 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 activity with the former Zed, pulled him away and sliced his genius in two.

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

I surveyed the situation, but there was too much going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive posture. Plus a few that seemed to be down. cipher had any guns, just some garden roue and objet d'art of Natalie Wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed ready to give up. They were also mostly in skirts and hound, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these the great unwashed. My cabin had room as my chum did n't seem to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

A chorus of `` piece of tail yeahs ! '' and other affirmatives followed, until this old woman stepped forward from the others. And by older, I mean she was probably my age. She was the one that was fighting off a Zed earlier but was now tending to a daughter on the floor.

'' Do you have any medical examination supplies ? '' she asked, desperately. `` low aid kit ? food for thought ? What ? I 'm responsible for these young woman. ``

She was stunning. Her sensitive length Black hair was a mass. She was cruddy ; blood and grease on her face, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. form of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a secure position, food, first aid, Sir Thomas More gunslinger, you 'll be prophylactic. Safer than here. '' She thought about it for a here and now. I held out my helping hand. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

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

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

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

'' I have, '' this tiny, dirty-blonde haired young lady 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. `` show me. earn the weapon. ``

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

'' Ok, I guess you do bang what you 're doing. Here. '' I handed her two fully 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 ! '' she said with gusto. She fired a guess down the step. Then a couple more.

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

'' Good young woman ! stroke placement, do n't waste ammo. person get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the dude of the gang, helped me with the pour down girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her rachis, her clothing was in shreds. It was severely to operate her because we were trying not to extend to her back. The pretty lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded girl was her daughter. We finally got outside, and saw more zombie spirit. They saw us, too, and moaned. Just for fun, I guess. They already moaned once. Why are they still moaning ?

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

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

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

Erin came outside and let out a `` sanctum nookie '' as she saw the Zeds convergence on my truck.

'' scratch line shooting, sweetheart. rest on this slope, though, I 'll get the other face. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. Spot for her. Tell her which ones are close-fitting. kill the faithful ace first, then knead your way out. Here, hold these two magazines. Do n't throw away the empties. ``

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

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

I hopped down on the thug of the Mog and killed a couple right by the number one wood 's door of the truck.

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

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

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

Not as gently as we would stimulate liked, we got the offend fille down and into the camper box of the truck. The former girls struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a couple more as they neared us.

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead heads and bodies as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening sound. Two or three 24-hour interval ago, these were moms and dads, market keeper, Barber, senior high shoal kids ... today they are just bushed kernel walking. This world sucks.

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

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

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

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Chapter 3 - The Arrival
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We got up to my chemical compound. Locked the gate as I was sure we would suffer some followers. Found out that the hurt girl was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our slight medical exam room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny doctors office. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some pee and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't facilitate notice that, underneath her shoot blouse, Lothringen had tremendous breasts. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to guide the missy in the kitchen, open up some cans of chile and start warming them up. enjoin her about the cornbread mix and butter eccentric, and that they should all drink a lot of water.

Back to the spite Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data guy. My pal Saint David was the health check Man. He took all the Red Cross training and CERT classes and studied the books and mother fucker. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other people 's blood, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as best I could. Got out the needle and sutura screw thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lothringen had passed out by this time. My stitches would bear made the Frankenstein wight blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold the skin together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't help but mark that no matter how pretty her mother was, this injured girl was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. Jesus of Nazareth, 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 prevent her mind off of what a bad job I was doing.

They were at a funeral home base in Denver when one of the absolutely people got up and started biting folks. They lost some of their people. Gayle was trying to be inviolable, 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 ... ( sniff ) ... and killed those ... thing ... ( sniff ) Jesus ... we 'd all be ... we 'd all be dead right now ! ``

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

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

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

'' Gayle Hector Hevodidbon. wellspring, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my animation and my girl 's ... May I give you a kiss ? ``

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

Our lips met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second at the most. But we stayed there for various second base ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our kiss became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her breasts pressing into me, and my prick started to constrain. Her external respiration increased, along with mine, our oral fissure opened a bit, and trusted enough, our knife met at the same clip. She was dirty, smelled a little, and her hair was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My hammer roared to full attention as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her shank. My manus slid down to her skirt, I could find the bare skin of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

Gayle looked at my bulging pants. `` I 'm grim. I should n't get -- ''

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

'' Oh god what 's haywire 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 fine -- ''

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

I needed another minute or two to sedate down. I mean, wow, what a 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 daily round of hand clapping, then instauration and squeeze and hugs and more squeeze. But, I did n't really remember anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty sound looking bunch, and maybe a set of baby ? William Blake and the girls returned to their bowl of chili con carne quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eaten much in 3 daytime. Gayle and I joined in the chow session and the temper was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to think of. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alive, I was glad to have some company, good-looking company at that !

I showed the girls where the shower bath was, got out some of my ex-wife 's clothes and mine too, and told them to try and discover something that fit. They were mostly just camo clothes, my ex took all her street dress. Also pointed out the 'feminine products'to which I got more applause and hug. 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 hitman chick. `` I 'll watch your back. ``

'' Sure, be serious to consume some more eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her brass and manus. In all the confusion and fighting earlier, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking upright looking. Nice little underframe, a little over five understructure tall and not giant star boobs. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other girls, she seemed improperly dressed for the social occasion, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

We went extraneous and got the gas pedal 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.

'' spirit 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 earlier today. Was n't thinking. Wan na try it ? ``

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my mitt as she took the Crovel with the three inch spike on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a moment as the Zombie tried to get at us. His epithet tag said `` Boche Davis, Mountain real property. '' His throat was torn up, must induce 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 picture. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his oculus were all red and splotchy, he stank like dogshit, and his pelt was turning that sallow, pale color.

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

She rammed the spike right wing into and through his unexpended eye, piercing his brain. Boche stopped all his useless motility, hung there for a mo, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

'' I 'm just completely and totally roll in the hay horny right now. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hold on, sweetheart. Let 's vacate that first gear. '' 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 cunt and grabbed her boob through her blouse. She moaned with pleasure as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

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

'' Saviour Christ, yes ! Let me suckle that, please ? Let me suckle your big hard putz. ``

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

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inches into her hot sassing. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my shaft, her hired hand following her mouth and squeezing my dick so fucking hard.

She spoke between her moan. `` Mmm, mmm, mmm ... you liking this ? Mmm, mmm, mmm ... this is gon na take a leak 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 piece of ass animal today ... you 're a bally firmly corps killer ... suction that hammer, suck it suck it suck it oh shtup I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh screw ... dickhead ... prick ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the undulation kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fence. I traded hands so my right was now spare to describe my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

'' holy place nookie ! ! ! ! '' Erin screamed as her sexual climax seemed to increase in ferocity. `` Do it again ! ``

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' nookie ! ``

Boom !

'' Savior you 're killing me ! ! ! ``

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom roar roaring Boom !

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

I dropped the empty handgun on the ground.

I was hard as a fucking rock again. I had never seen such a animal display in my biography. I furiously stroked my putz as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a small load right on her gorgeous little bosom. The sperm cell was less, but my orgasm was capital. Holy 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 vote down some more ezed tomorrow, '' I said, putting myself back together.

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

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

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

'' I need you to be intimate me, Michael. Seriously. aunt Flo leaves town in a couple daylight. ``

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

'' That 's not gon na materialise ! You 'll be licking kitty-cat for day then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few more zombi showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the little girl were all fresh and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo trouser and T-shirt. A twosome were still dirty, waiting their tour. Blake was all clear too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

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

You never saw young people move so fast in your spirit. 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 champion. ``

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

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

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

'' Lothringen. ``

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

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

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

One girl shrieked. `` My parents are alive ! In capital of Massachusetts ! ``

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical examination way and re-patched her daughter, Lorraine. Found out Thomas More of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Colorado. A grouping of 20 of the sorority young lady had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their acquaintance who 'd been killed in a car accident. The service was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the other abruptly bodies came out of the gage elbow room and started to bite folks. This zombie bit five or six people before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the house female parent, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to take their way back, massive traffic jams developed as zombies and the great unwashed ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the fille on the bus.

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

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

They ran out of gas a duet land mile from here, and leg it it into town. Not so easy with panicky fille and in high spirits heels. In town, cipher would help them, the snake god were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned theater with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

'' Good Shepherd. I do n't recognise what to say. I 'm glad I took my helmet off at that mo. ``

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

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

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

I decided it was time for a little alteration of pace.

'' Alright ladies. hear up. We 're having hot chocolate and moving-picture show in ten minutes. Get your pyjama and get ready for bed ! ``

I made the hot burnt umber, and put a bounteous amount of Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the girls found stain on the lounge with their pillows. Most were in my bagger shorts and my olive blue T-shirts. They all asked what movie, but I would n't order them.

The music started as beautiful shots of mountains passed by on the sieve. The medicine built up ...

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

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

I brought out the hot burnt umber 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 smudge on the couch in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to reduce on the motion-picture show to go along my erection 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 musical theater. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Johnny Johnny Cash, too. Expand your head a bit.

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

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

The movie finally ended. Had to wake up a couple girls to get them to their bed. I got hugs and osculation from everyone, even Blake. wellspring, not kisses, thank God.

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

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

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

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

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

I opened my blazon and she hugged me, like she was holding on for costly life. She cried quietly against my chest for various mo as I rocked her. I did n't need to ask what it was, I could pretty much figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many friends die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got hard because of a raw soundbox pressed into me.

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

I moved my helping hand down to her rather chubby ass, her soft soma so malleable in my unattackable bridge player. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my sassing, 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 marvelous tits splayed out to the English. Christ, I did n't bonk she had those ! I went to suck them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only intelligence to me.

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

I rolled on top of her, my sway strong pecker between her freshly trim legs. With just a petty maneuvering, my cock found her cunt. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a distich times, surprised by how wet she was.

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

She entwined her legs around mine and we fucked slowly, but powerfully. I withdrew slowly, and re-plunged slowly but pressed her all the way into the mattress. Each accident brought new moan and pant from both of us. We slowly increased speed. small faster. Little harder, too. Her wily slit rampart felt so nice and tight on my steel knockout shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit difficult, I did n't want to let go. But I could finger those tactile sensation heading my way. And fucking this hot stripling ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the fuck knows I ca n't even opine of her epithet ) with her pat cunt is helping the situation way too much. No amount of football thoughts are going to stop this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

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

The young lady sat up and moved towards my dick, and found it with her oral fissure. She licked and sucked my ruffle clean of her and my juices. I 've GOT to see out what her name is ! I do n't want this to be a quondam thing. The obvious dawned on me about this clip ; she had n't cum yet.

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

Without warning, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my script in spot in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her clitoris as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and kept my face right in there. I wanted this baby to call up this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full lambency of the LED. She dipped a match finger's breadth of her in good order hand into her twat, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her helping hand up to her right tit and coated it with her own juice. With her will hand, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute or so. She did the like thing again but to her left tit.

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

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

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

She grinned, then turned and got on all fours, her pussy and ass in plain sight of the dim light. She turned her caput back towards me and raised her brow. She does n't utter much, but we seem to understand each other pretty well without the chatter.

I moved in behind her, preparing to mount her pussy. My head pressed into her pussy sassing, 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 mean one thing.
'' You sure ? '' I asked. This was n't something that, in my experience, most skirt enjoyed very lots. Certainly not young chicks.

I dropped down a short and played with her snatch, getting my fingerbreadth wet so I could lubricate up her prick. I drew up as much saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a minute or so I assumed the position again, only a little in high spirits this time.

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

The question slid right in.

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

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

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her facial expression and weaponry holding it fuddled, her ass still pointing into the air to take on her butt-fucking. Time to go to act !

With increasing intensity, I fucked her ass unspoiled. It 's different than a pussycat, tighter right at the curtain raising but a bit free once you 're inside. It felt fantastic.

I reached around to frig her pussy with one manus and grabbed a big tit with the other and squeezed the shit out of it. Still not a sound out of her. Hey, I do n't need her to wake up everyone up but I also want to deliver some shock on her, lie with what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so fast I was like a blur in her tight ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a fist with it inside my digit. My ace dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her slit and raised her consistence to forgather each spry push of my cock.

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

She raised up on all 4 again, arched her back, and trembled with another orgasm.
I came too, right then. I could sense her cunt shaking and her ass gripped my cock as I shot load after consignment of hot cum in her ass.

The door to my niggling computer way burst spread out and somebody hit the lights, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendor. What the existent screw ?



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

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

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

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to erupt the tension. My roll in the hay buddy tried to dig a cakehole in the air mattress. She managed to hide a little bit in the blanket. Of trend, by this meter, a couple early girls had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden sword in her part and a cold tough stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a fever of 103.6. She wo n't wake up. I looked at the wound and it seems taint. Her respiration is shoal and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

damn, I thought as I laced up my kick. I do n't suffer any limpid antibiotic drug, just oral contraceptive. But you ca n't make water an unconscious mind person withdraw pill and liquidness. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' individual go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

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

'' Does he give IVs to hoi polloi ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

'' Where 's my hired gun female child ? Erin ? ``

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll piss a speed run to town. 5 minutes. Grab some Irish bull from the Doc 's place. spinal column immediately. 10 minutes, crown. We 'll save her. ``

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

'' I 'll bring through her, I promise. ``

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

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

I scooped up my even AR and my illusion one from back up abode. It 's got a red-dot sight that 's very ready to hand in the dark.

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

'' Um, just air-soft hired gun, yeah. '' the Nazarene, what kind of nation boy does n't shoot ?

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

We bounced in to Ithiel Town in record metre. The Unimog is an awesome rig, but it 's not real fast, and it 's not real quiet. I had outfitted my jeep with some estimable Teraflex parts underneath so we could manage the jolty road at stop number with ease.

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

I cut the illumination and slowed. The jeep has a tranquillize exhaust fumes on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make noise on the pavement, too.

'' You can drive, right Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worries. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to back up to the office. I 'm going to grow on these rear luminousness to shine inside. Blake and I will smash and grab. I want you standing outdoors, but right by the landrover. Keep it running. I need you to keep the area clear. But do n't sprout until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes dada, '' she said.

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

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

'' oculus sharp, '' I whispered to Blake. `` livelihood sweeping the light. '' He had a torch, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the lock. We entered the office.
Kind of messy for a Doctor 's function, I thought. Papers and shit were on the floor, matter knocked down. Maybe we were n't the firstly to loot the place ?

William Blake waved towards the book binding, indicating where to go.

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

Stupid ... dullard Stupid stupe !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teen boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick chomp. I could n't get my rifle to bear on something column inch away from me. I was kind of sitting on my shooting iron, so that was no good. I punched him a couple metre to retain him away. But Zed never gets tired, or hurt, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my chest of drawers rig, if I can just strain it ....

Blake screamed.

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

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

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

I punched my Zed again as toilsome as I fucking could, further tweaking his caput and neck.

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit shit SHIT !

Blake handed me the keys to the cabinet.

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

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

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

I rummaged through the console as Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV cup of tea. I dumped out a methamphetamine hydrochloride can and threw them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking matter and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some feeding bottle of tab, and piddling bottleful of liquid state that had drug public figure on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at William Blake as he struggled to speak.

'' Michael ... you have to go. Save Lothringen. '' He was a coward two mo ago. Now he 's fully grown granite balls.

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

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

'' I got bit. You guys go. I 'm ... done ... I can sense it ... '' I did n't make out what to do, or say. He was decently, of course. He was done.

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

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

'' Yeah ... just go. This really hurts. Fucking infernal region ... ''

And Blake turned and walked slowly up the street. In the dim light, some zombie saw him and started shuffling towards him. We had a houseclean 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 moment. Exhaled.

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flash from the vertebral column of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple infantry away. I made her drive away, slowly down main Street without any visible radiation and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would draw the zombies towards its light, so they would n't follow us home. We turned the corner, and she punched the accelerator pedal for home.

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

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

Erin drove like a Baja 1000 champion. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my rear belt on, I do n't recollect doing that.

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

We pulled in to our coordination compound and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the folderol hoop full-of-the-moon of drugs and began sorting them out on the table. All the other miss were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to happen. It only took about three Thomas More seconds until someone asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

My pharynx clamped up as I tried to choke back the tear and the screams. 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 bunch of them starting all talking at once.

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

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

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

Fortunately, I had my downloaded files pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the focusing for the right amount of money of antibiotic fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the veracious amount.
Then we searched the TV and found how to insert a communication channel for the IV. Gayle watched it twice.

She looked at me, my hands were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

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

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

I went to the main dining table and slumped down in a chairperson. The miss 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 compensate about midnight.

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the deglutition down.

'' I made a mistake. It 's all my fault. '' Gayle just looked at me. `` I let Blake go ahead of me at the doctor 's office. We went by a room that we did n't clear-cut. 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 tear Blake ... ''

I put my head in my handwriting and sobbed. That misfortunate piece of ass kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another double shot.

'' smell, Michael. Blake was a sweet kid. But he was n't a fighter. When we all crashed into his house, he did n't aid fend off the zombies, he just stood there. It 's not your fault. ``

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

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 deserve any hugs right then.

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your plan is, but you well ascertain what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero father figure to them. Watch your measure. Good night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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Chapter 5 - staple
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Gayle changed out Lothringen 's IV bag in the eye of the night. The adjacent morning, her febricity was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic grooming'began with a voice communication about this new world, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't receive any more William Blake incidents, etc. We did an hr of calisthenics and cardio.

Then we trained on the weapons. With youtube videos and hands-on training, they became whizz 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-place night and they were in the border. The lady friend were paying very just attention.

Finally, it was time for lively fire training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the eternal rest of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a clustering of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death groan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly prophylactic, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 foot upright walls.

I had Erin display the proper stance and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a duo detonator, two Z fell.

'' Tina, you try it. '' The nice thing about the AR, it shoots a small but powerful bullet. Still, the flush on that is minimal. fair sex can easily burgeon forth it without losing control of the artillery. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' Still low, hit sure you 're using the front sights, occupation up both visual modality. ``

BAM !

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

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one level, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my door last Nox when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to faze her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to give developed a confused but still warm dislike towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't mean we are sole. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and strong. Redeemer ...

We broke for lunch and got the best news ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the first off time. Lorraine just smiled up at me as we did n't want her moving just yet. My god she was pretty ... I mean her mom was fantastic but Lorraine, wow. She whispered it was squeamish to assemble me, and held my hired hand for a few minute. 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 Zeds on your property ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a shed. Rebar, that super strong steel they use in concrete social system. We tied two ropes to that so two or four people could cart them across the ground. There was a small indentation in the ground outside the fence line, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the best military posture grooming workout. You used you legs, munition, chest, core, everything.

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

I really liked the interfering activity all day. It sort of helped keep William Blake out of my head. But in the eve, he came back to bother me. A lot. The girls 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 computer, checked the boards for new info, put out some info. We, the dissipate 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 baloney on you and it gets in your mouth or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should assume it 's transferable without a bite, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George VI Romero zombi ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell, strait and motion, and eager for homo chassis to eat. well at least nobody has seen any tend zombie spirit. Unfortunately, it seemed that any death was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a chomp, but a heart attack, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land function, and tried to think of some architectural plan. Winter was coming. We could n't industrial plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The chief affair was, we needed to clean out the Town. But before that, we needed to get these girls in Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe and properly outfitted. They were all wearing wearing apparel and shoes that did n't really fit.

One Sir Thomas More day of training, then we 'll make a another high-speed dash into townsfolk for some stuff.
I heard the movie ending and the party was breaking up. I went out to say goodnight to everyone and to pee. Six beers, ya roll in the hay. Told everyone that we 're boot camping again tomorrow.

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

I had a couple generous shots of Gentleman Jack, and I tried going to sleep. But nothing happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. Shit. My mind was n't in the mighty shoes for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door capable, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson baby. They were n't Gemini, being a couple twelvemonth apart, but they had a strong family resemblance. Light ruby-red hair's-breadth, comely hide, cute fiddling freckles ... oh man.

'' Yeah, little girl ? ``

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

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

Kristin raised her arm over her head. Lizzie lifted Kristin 's shirt up and over her mind. She bent down and licked Kristin 's beautiful ping teat. Probably a C-cup.

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

fountainhead, I was still very confused about the William Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - revealing
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I woke up alone the following morning, wondering where the sisters went. Christ, they were unbelievable. It 's the kind of thing where I ca n't give an exact 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 yesteryear 18. Lizzie, the aggressor, pushed me down in my wheelie chair and told me to just sit there for awhile, not to move.

The two girls stood properly in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her shaved pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of retiring me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for documentation. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's trunk, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her piece. And all the while she 's whispering `` see at these titmouse ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and things like that. I was concerned for Kristin at number one, but she seemed to hump it, especially when Lizzie moved around to snog Kristin 's pussy. I went from 80 % hard to about 200 % when she did that.

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

But these two sis, dissimilar story ! Lizzie stopped eating her Sister 's pussy and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouthpiece was enhanced by the dripping pussy juice from Kristin. Jesus, kissing a hot Whitney Moore Young Jr. girl, who 's got her own baby 's succus on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't mindful at the clock time, 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 president and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my brass in Kristin 's young twat alright. Her succus already flowing from her sister 's tongue, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my assuage assault.

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

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

A bit later, the girl were sixty-nining, with my prick going in a hot pussy, and getting licked on the outstroke. Holy shit ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all quaternion with Kristin under her ) told me to jacklight off into her mother fucker. I did n't really have it off her ass, just pressed the tip against her hole and jacked myself.

Her juicy ass felt grand as I shot load after load of cum into her rear end. Lizzie squealed as Kristin lapped her twat like a hungry dog. When I finished, Lizzie rose up and drip my cum out of her ass ...

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you accept that material, bitch ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her mouth as she licked her babe ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her babe firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and Forth. Some ran down Kristin 's cheek. The two missy entwined their stage and toil their pussies into each early, cumming intemperate simultaneously in just a couple minutes. I forced my way from behind so I could try and thrash both of their cunts. Nice.

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

My cock was pretty worn out at this period, but we rallied and I butt-fucked Kristin. Yes, I butt-fucked an 18 twelvemonth and one-month old hot babe. I remember grabbing her tits toilsome ... and I remember her cumming so backbreaking pussy juice was actually dripping from her cunt.

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

Both girls wanted more. I was n't ready to oblige anymore. But I laid there, sucking soft tits while they masturbated themselves on my peg. I did cum one more than clock time ... but there was hardly any seed cumming out, mostly just dust at this point.

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

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After our dawning P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's pancakes from my dehydrated stash, and I talked about my full general program for taking back our petty neighbor township. Since it did n't appear like my buddies were coming, I was going to use their food, and guns, and other supply. With all of us, We had about 3 years of food in storage.

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

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

All school principal turned her way, you could take heed the sirup flowing down the cakes.

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

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

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

I laughed out loud. Then the others all started talking and hollering, but I could hear Patsy saying something like `` You 're going against God 's plan '' or some diddly-squat like that.

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. fundamental law. You want to believe in the Big Sky pappa, go decent ahead. That 's your right, it 's role of the First Amendment. You want to believe in the flying Spaghetti Monster ? fine. I do n't care. But your freedoms and right end when they impact my freedoms and rights.

I tapped my chocolate cup a few times on the board. The blare dimmed, and finally stopped as all eyes turned towards me.

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to believe. But, you are also a guest in my house. My plan, for all the occupants of this family, is to try and get through this Zombie Apocalypse, and to keep keep and kill the bad guys. I want to plant harvest, I want us to be condom. I want us to be. I kind of thought those were reciprocal notion we all had. I expected everyone in this house to work towards that destination. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

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

'' Well, what is the other option, soft touch ? ``

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

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

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' Patsy said. accent on the 'you 're'; wax of scorn. `` No, we have to waitress for a mark. ``

'' Do you want to waitress in this house ? My mansion ? ``

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

More roaring. Gayle glared at me. Lorraine, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a little distress, like she was being left out of something. Savior, it did n't feel good to let down her. What the screw ?

I ate the rest of my breakfast. The girls were all agitated with Patsy and they argued with each former. I looked at sucker. Pretty girl, dyed blonde fuzz, skillful house body, obviously somewhat smart as she 's in college. But she 's either a spiritual nutter or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my problem anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a nice backpack, filled up.

'' Patsy. First of all, I 'm sorry to have infringed on your notion. That was wrongly of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

'' And I 'm gloomy for the fornicating. '' That brought some snicker and downright laughter.

'' But you 've made it apparent you do n't want to quell here. So I put together a little kit here, '' I indicated the backpack. `` There 's water for three daylight, food for thought, a jacket, glove, match, oh and a Bible, of course of study. Let 's see, no weapons, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you have in mind ? '' asked mark, 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 have mortal here who I ca n't entrust not to pull up stakes a doorway open on intent. '' I held up the pack for her.

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

Gayle looked at her animal 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 daughter due to an accident with these ... things that certainly are n't Angel Falls. I 'm not going to risk that you want these things to live ! ``

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

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

'' The Divine is my shepherd, I shall not want ... '' fall guy began. She kept praying as she shouldered the ring. I helped her adjust the strap. `` Yea, though I walk through the vale of the fantasm of death, I will fear no wickedness. ``

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

'' Surely goodness and mercy will watch me, all the twenty-four hours of my life. ``

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 testicle, is all.

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

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

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

BOOM !

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

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

roaring ! and another Zeke fell. soft touch stopped at the all in 'Angels'and crossed herself and them, like she was blessing them.

BOOM ! got him.

thunder ! got her.

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

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

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 road. She rounded a bend and we could n't see her anymore.

That one-fifth Zach was now walking in a straight melody away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... cargo area ... BOOM !

Got him ! But my excitation was short lived as we saw respective more Zach 's come from the Town area and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of range, though.

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

'' She made her decisiveness. I think Mike was bluffing, right Mike ? '' I nodded. I was. I did n't look 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 care for and houseclean them, ran through more drills to clear jams etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's stash of standardized weapon. My buddies wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

The mood was, hunky-dory. the great unwashed were disappointed with Patsy, but nobody seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't pause to bourgeon her zombie body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the young lady about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` Master 's Hardware and Dry Goods '' memory board. The daughter need underclothes, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these miss have real number big teat. And I need them to be able-bodied to run. Big bounce bosom are fun to determine in slow motion when they run, but in a Zed spot it ai n't cool to take things going in all directions. Got ta shoulder strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to require two volunteers for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now arrest on a second. I need people who are good shots, can be active 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, disconsolate truelove, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, son of a bitch ! ``

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

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

So instead of a motion picture that Night, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our pack. We loaded the Jeep with some trade goods, like gallon jugs of piddle and canned foods in case we found some survivors. Also some dry solid food like instant potatoes and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

'' Alright everyone. Bedtime. And we 're on lockdown tonight. '' Got a span snigger on that one.

'' I 'm dangerous. We need to be up vivid and too soon and ready to go. ``

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

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

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

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

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

We got in the Jeep and headed towards town.

As we headed down briny Street, we could see the dead izzard from the early day. cypher is cleaning up the town. We stopped in social movement 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, social movement. knack on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the computer storage. I did n't want to just scud and bust up the glass, I wanted to keep some integrity to the storehouse. Talking to the girls, we drove the Jeep around the side of the memory. I took a set of headstone, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the landrover and went up the fire escape to the second floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the domain. The early gals 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 footmark downstairs, and was met by a young man with a scattergun pointed at my face.

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three former rifles pointed at his question. Then a room access opened up behind us. confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't eff who to point it at. My girls were yelling, so were the boys ; this was very tense and could go bad in a haste. But I could see these were Young youngster. I did n't conceive they were dangerous, just being protective.

'' My girls ! SHUT UP ! '' And they did. `` Okay fellas. I 'm going to take my helmet off. Ok ? Just veridical slow, we are n't here to spite you. We want to buy or trade for some matter. ``

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

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

'' Ok. See ? Just a regular guy. Erin, girls. Lower your rifles. See blackguard ? We 're cool. Everybody 's cool ... leaning your rifles on the wall. Nice and leisurely. Yeah that 's it. okeh, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

'' I 'm Daniel Morgan, '' said my guy on the stair. He handed me the shotgun while he moved over to rock hands with the girls.

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

'' 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 eff his name ... oh yeah, you 're old. ``

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

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

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

'' Well guy rope, I 'm very drear for your exit. But we need some things for the little girl. You fellas need water system ? Food ? ``

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

Wyatt slugged him on the berm. He did n't desire to look bad in front of the girls.

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

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

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

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

The atmosphere lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the son helping. For a crappy minor townspeople, they had pretty good 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 hour gear.

apparent movement outside caught my eye, several Zachs were at the strawman of the store.

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a little cupola kind of a matter, sitting on the cap of the secondly floor. We climbed the stairs from the ceiling. A yoke kicks and the clock fell out of the battlefront. Nice view from here, we could see most of the Ithiel Town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

She grinned and sighted in the first one with her AR. This was my good one, with an ACOG cathode-ray oscilloscope on it and a Harris bipod.

BOOM !

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

roaring !

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

microphone boom !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

She also had this excited flavor on her facial expression, kind of like the other day. She anxiously scanned for more. Fortunately, for her, other ezed were drawn to the dissonance and came out to see what all the noise was about.

microphone boom !

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

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

'' You 're an awesome dig, sweetheart ! '' And I rested my script on her trim little ass.

She giggled and pressed into my handwriting. `` Harder ... yes dad ... wring me .... wait ... plosive ... '' she sighted in another target.

microphone boom !

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

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that moment to attain around her and unmake her belt, then just shucked her camo trouser down. She was n't wearing any underwear. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still locomote. I rested my hand on her silky suave raw butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and thunder !

I slipped my center digit inside her kitty-cat, it slid in with no friction at all.

'' Mmmmm Goddd yess ... .. '' Exhale, pause, lay off moving ... BOOM !

And I jammed three more digit up her oozing cunt.

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

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

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

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

I squeezed her clit in between my pollex and digit, her little swollen buddy sent shivers throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' shag ! ! ! ``

thunder !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with astute contractions. Her juice literally flowed over my finger. I jammed my fingerbreadth 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 pappa, '' she said softly. `` piece of tail me pappa. '' Then through gritted dentition : `` Fuck me arduous Daddy ! Let me kill these fuckers and lie with me, papa. ``

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

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

BOOM ! She shot this woman Zena in the head.

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

BOOM !

I fucked her hot cunt while she continued targeting. She lined up a snap, but I could n't serve myself, my putz twitched inside her muggy cunt.

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

'' You made me fucking drop ! '' she hollered at me with mock anger. And maybe a small actual wrath mixed in. She liked the nooky, but she liked the shooting, too.

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

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

Panting, I said, `` You 've got to learn to ... hit your fair game when ( gasp ) you 're under a lot of ( unh ) force per unit area. ``

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

Erin rested the gun and took her fucking like a title-holder, bucking her hip joint back into my thrusts. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing cock sank inscrutable and deeper into her body.

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

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' pappa 's fiddling fucking working girl ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my fuck GOD ! ``

'' You like pop 's prick ? ``

'' Yeah pa keep fucking me ! ``

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

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

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

And I came inside her like a tidal wave. I could finger her pussy walls contract around my cock as she came also. Hot sperm met hot pussycat juice to create white lava inside her cunt.

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

'' Oh dad '' Erin whispered, I could barely try her in the light morning picnic. `` dad ... daddy ... ''

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

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

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

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

'' Lookit this dad. '' she said. I looked down to see her squatting, her hand beneath her pussy, catching the dripping cum. She put her other bridge player down there and brought the entire one to her mouth. She looked me in the eye as she slurped it up and swallowed it down.

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

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

I pulled the piffling bipartizan radio out of my shoulder air pocket and put in a phone call to the house.

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The marvelous one ? Dumbass ! ``

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

I chuckled out loudly while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All respectable here. Little tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The baby are negotiating for goods as we speak. Will check back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's time to bombinate the pillar'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

Erin and I gathered up our cartridge clip and the hollow nerve casing for time to come re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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As Erin and I neared the bottomland level, we heard some scuffling and what sounded like one or both of the daughter screaming. We bolted down the in conclusion yoke steps, my Crovel held ready to swing and Erin 's AR ready to discharge. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the store, about 30 human foot, was a ice case about 15 human foot foresightful that held knife, field glasses, and other highschool clam items. It was also the check field with registry and recognition card machine.

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

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The boy froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

'' O.K. ... I 'm going to the jeep. hurry it up, boys. Come on Erin. ``

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

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

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

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

We both laughed.

'' Does it trouble oneself you ? '' she asked `` I can block 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 father. And, the nooky is nice. Very nice. Oh betray move over me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

I wiped my nozzle. `` It 's alright sweetie. It 's hard. 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 gob. It was n't 6 human foot deep. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't have all day.

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... Daddy ... I do n't want you to be my beau, or husband. I do want to save ass you. And I love you, I do. But as far as semipermanent goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll line up someone to go down down with. Like the Dizzy sisters have. ``

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

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The party
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The victor boys were dressed, but looked a fiddling shamefaced. The Andrew Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a slight blush. must 've been a pretty ripe clip on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

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

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

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

holy place shit ! So that was the monetary value ? fountainhead I do n't cognise if it 's okay or not. I had to think fast.

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

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

Things move quickly in the New World.

'' wellspring, not so fast. This billet is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the back threshold ignition lock could n't lay off a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

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

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

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

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

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


- - -

There was great excitement at the theater as the new boys were examined, admired, hugged.

But the President Andrew Johnson sister made it very assoil ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the sis, so that was dear. Then the girls discovered their new clothes, and the shriek was nearly unendurable. Shoes that fit ! Pants that fit ! Underwear !

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

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

'' Little slattern ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round cartridge. `` Your catamenia 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 bang whoever you want, I do n't like. But you can always love me. Okay Daddy ? ``

'' O.K., Little Panthera tigris. '' We hugged and kissed.

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

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

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

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

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

'' So yeah, just push the spell through, without dinging the side of the bbl -- ''

'' 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 sludge. Got ta keep them clean so they will always lick for us. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Well, Lorrie ... sweetie ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be easygoing, with a gun, but it can also get literal tough very 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 opening and went all the way down to her pantline on the right face. I sewed her up, but her mom had been seeing to her ever since.

'' It 's good ! seem ! ``

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

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

nookie great is how you 're doing.

'' Jesus of Nazareth 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 terrible, but the skin was holding and was n't infected.

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her lower articulatio coxae. Her air hip joint. Redeemer christ her skin is so soft and warm ...

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

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

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

'' I do n't think you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all fair sex, all the clip. `` But, you need to take it well-situated with that back. I do n't want any stitches to come in out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, hoi polloi are likely to come back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the other girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' arms up. ``

She raised her limb, her tit 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 subdivision, brain, then over her tits until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she left to rejoin the others. I stood there like, What the roll in the hay ? They are taking turns ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the sorry matter that could happen, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a piffling concerned. We have to tone their construction area, it 's not very unattackable right field now. And we need to train those boy up. They need to get a fiddling, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few twenty-four hours I think it would be amercement. We need to embark on taking back the town anyway. Would be good to give birth a forrad base there. We 've got radios. We could crochet them up with a set of solar panels. It could work. ``

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

Erin found the tablet, touched the screenland a few time, and the future thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the loudspeaker system. It 's a political party !

The boys shoved the table 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 take rhythm method. So I was able to pretend I had some moves. It did n't weigh much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly full !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't like I like the smell of it !
Sticks and I. F. Stone may break my finger cymbals
But strand and whip excite me ! ``

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

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

With all the `` Ooh infant, baby '' verse line, it was getting disturbed. Erin jumped up on the table and took off her T-shirt and judder her well-chosen little boobs for everyone to see ! The boys were dancing with their girls, but it was form of a brawl. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was lots of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the male child, and the girls on each early in some sober dirty dancing.

We started throwing our drinks around, and it was becoming a wet T-shirt night. Payton took off her shirt future, and danced around in her new bra. I could register 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 `` company On ! '' when we heard the stinky sound of a zombie groan, coming from outside. Those fuckers.

Erin grabbed her shirt and put it back on, grabbed her AR and dashed upstairs to the roof. I followed with the suppressed .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 conceive she was the best shooter for the job. She 's probably right, but still, it felt funny.

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

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

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

We had to re-arrange thing a little to accommodate the boys for the dark. It was looking like Payton did n't deliver anywhere to continue. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the privy and bedrooms. I was the last to use a public lavatory. Got myself a exhibitor, finally. Got to think of to check the water point tomorrow in the computer storage cisterns, I reminded myself.

When I opened the door to my little computer room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark naked, sitting on the air mattress with her backbone up against the pillows and the wall. Her right manus was lazily playing with her shaved twat while her left hand toyed with a nipple.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I settled into the berth chairman. `` scarce talk a fiddling. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? exhibit me. ``

She spread her puss mouth for me. `` Here. ``

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

'' I want you to, to thrust your spit inside me. ``

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me hard ... and put your knife on my clit ... and sting it a piffling ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her finger slipped inside her puss as she talked.

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

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

'' And I want to suckle your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her slit and daintily put one in her oral fissure. Her sassing enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean of her juice. She did that to the early two.

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

'' Yes babe, distinguish me more. ``

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

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

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from tail. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck shag fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her pussy ! ``

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

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

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked majuscule. She was n't the prettiest of the bunch by a prospicient shot. But who the fuck cares. She was awesome.

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

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

'' Deliverer that was truthful ? ``

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

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

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

She writhed in delight as she convulsed from her orgasm. When she was spent, I grabbed her wooden leg and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could fuck her good. And I did. I shoved my cock all the way up her dripping pussy so good she did n't do it what hit her. I had to change state 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 strong legs were like jelly as I pounded her pussy into submission.

I pulled my turncock out and threatened her ass with it, pressing into her rosebud a trivial. But she flinched really hard, she was n't ready for that. I dropped it back into her slit and fucked the day out of her. I fucked her for ten mo like that, she moaned and screamed into her pillow.

At one detail, the door opened and Erin stuck her head in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'sign with my finger to my rima oris. She nodded and sat on the level. Pulling her little sweat pants aside, she rubbed her twat as she watched me fuck Payton.

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

I risked a glance to the slope ; Erin was in full onanism mode as her hand squab in and out of her pussy.

'' I 'm going to hump your pap, baby ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her optic for the beginning sentence in about 10 minutes as she watched me determine in between her pleasant-tasting jugful. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton kind of laughed but did n't seem to mind.

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

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

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

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

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

I love tit-fucking. The lady friend is mashing her own pap for me, my cock is enveloped by soft and firm tit-flesh ... mmmm ... and they do n't have to be all that big, either. It works with A-cuppers, even. But Payton had her C-cups in full force tonight. As I stroked her mammilla, she licked my pecker each meter it came to the top.

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

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

Payton just lay there in intimate fulfillment, enjoying her rude richly. She swallowed the cum in her oral fissure, but the respite of it was streaming down her face.

'' That cum 's going to run off, '' I said.

Erin bent down and greedily licked it from Payton 's face, lips and cervix. She then drooled it into Payton 's backtalk, 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 Jesus Christ, dada, '' said Erin. `` I really like this ! I 've never touched a woman before this. ``

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to notice Erin.

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

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

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

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

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

- - -

The next morning we had powdered eggs, freeze-dried ham, and hotcake. All courtesy of mom Gayle, with some avail from Lorrie, of line. That shit is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the context. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

So this day, we hooked up the snow plow to the Unimog. Too many bushed torso in the street, you know. We scored dozens of plywood at the hardware store to barricade the schoolmaster 's shop. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of briny street. It already had some followers. The cool thing about the Mog is its stature. No thing what the izzard do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't break the glass. They ca n't rise into the cab. So we Parked it in the middle of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for dangerous long range and stopping baron. Also had an AR, and the subdue 22. The estimate was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring More Zachs, and they would go on shooting. Lorrie would get some veridical on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Morgan, and Sir Thomas Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole other end of the lowly townspeople. We pulled up to the last firm. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the son had pitchforks. We also had pistols, all of us. The approximation, though, was to go repose and fit the houses.

The first one was a piece of cake. Tapped on the door, all serenity. The house was unlocked, nobody inside. We checked for medicines and food for thought, found a pretty right stash of keister. Some soundly food in the electric refrigerator, too, but it was all rotten. No practice of medicine. No arm. Some old lady dress, that 's about it. We stacked the hind end on the porch for later pickup.

Second planetary 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 couple zachs here and there saunter along in their direction.

I wanted the boys to get some training, so we had Gayle point of view behind the door, and she yanked it candid. 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 sorry, would n't do it again.

Found a little food, a .38 six-shooter with 9 shells, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty apparel. But we took everything we could find out. Candles, aluminum hydrofoil, baggies, bathroom paper, matches, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! John Pierpont Morgan and Wyatt maestro. From the store ! ``

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

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

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

'' Naw. I 'm proficient for the winter. Come spring, I 'll be needing some supply, though. You reckon we 'll get some power and food by then ? ``

'' Uh, no, missis ... ''

'' It 's Miss. Thompson. Never had a great deal need 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 peeress. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

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

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

We went through 30 Thomas More firm, but no other living folks. Lots of drained bodies, though ; human being and zombie. Did find a the right way 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in various quality with a few box seat of eggshell for each.

Suddenly, the wireless crackled to life.

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

We piled into the Jeep and shot back towards main street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the motortruck to try and get a meliorate position to tear from.

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

'' I know Michael, I 'm no-good. But Lorrie 's trapped. hurry ! ``

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

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

We broke into the lower floor of the literal land office. I killed two zee with my Crovel. I could hear more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stair, I hollered `` Look out below '' and threw a match more zeds down the step. gunfire followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zeds were now converging on us. We each fired our handgun until they were empty. The floor was slippery from all the festering and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed point. I worked my way into what seemed a sleeping accommodation, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two automaton with just her rifle barrel. crying and screaming, she was going to fall back the battle in the next few seconds as the aggregate weight of the two big man zombie spirit was probably 400 pounds.

I hacked at a nearby snake god, then leapt on to the bed. I hacked with all my might on the zed closest to Lorrie, burying my Crovel so hard I could n't get it back out from Zach 's body. I yanked out my United States Marines Ka-Bar and buried it into the skull of the endorsement zed. I pulled Lorrie out from under both of them as they began falling. Clutching me for devout biography, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

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

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

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

I sat down and held my capitulum in my hands. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need to a greater extent education before we can do this kind of thing !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

zombie spirit moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local boy after dinner. I wanted to see out what commercial message endeavour were in Ithiel Town or nearby. Gas Stations, memory, welding shops, sporting trade good stores, engine stamping ground workshop, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her elbow room. I told her no, sit down with me and listen. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

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

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any felicity right then.

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Chapter 9 - The recovery
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The side by side three 24-hour interval raced by. I took a team of Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two other nearby townspeople, just a footling boastful than ours. They were as bad or worse than our little townsfolk. There 's a larger Ithiel Town to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with Zeds.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear wheel. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a toughie cheek screen and you could talk with them. They were much clean than Motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still wear out goggles with them. We found all variety of pad and protective equipment for the ramification and branch, also. The object was to make ourselves difficult to bite.

cover at the cattle ranch, we all put on our gear for real live training. First, everyone got used to hitting me on the capitulum with broomstick. Did n't even pass on me through my helmet, but everyone got great deal of poke in.

At the Lawnmower repair store, we got lots of lawnmower brand. We trimmed up one end to fit the gal lowly hands, then wrapped it in paracord to fix a nice handle. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like cultivation. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some cubic yard rip, the tough variety, not grass blood. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle 1 facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

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

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

beingness generally shortsighted, except for Payton, the fille were having a tough time with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's arms were too long. The girls learned to hack off an arm or two initiative, then go for the kill. Or kick them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy putting to death shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. a lot better ! operose swing to the genu, down they went. Then they were easygoing pickins for a rake-shot to the foreland. So that became our principal tactic ; skim them out in the spread, 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 spitting on it. She did n't like them much. Good.

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

- - -

account from the out-of-door man were disheartening. stallion city like New York had fallen into complete shambles. The internet was pretty special. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley guys always had not bad security.

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

- - -

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

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

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

And they brought out all kinds of safe hooey. Including air hostess Donettes ! And stewardess cherry tree pie !

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

Erin laughed. `` retrieve the Circle K store ? I swiped some goodies for you then. '' She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a little salute. They were mostly from the hardware store in town, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding tongue, hunting socks, a mobile canteen, some early odds and close. 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 variety of an 80 's thing.

'' From the Baskins firm. Mr. Baskins did n't necessitate 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 thoroughly health. Although I may not wear the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a good nose, did n't want to return him any special hints.

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

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

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

- - -

As we entered the sign, I was told to shower first since it was `` dada appreciation day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be nice to get clean low gear, for once.
I was just getting some grim blood off my arms when the door opened. I was pleased ! We were so centre lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the guys, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

'' scouring your dorsum, mister ? '' she asked sweetly.

'' Absolutely ! '' holy place tinker's damn, it 's Gayle !

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

'' Ok, '' I said, turning towards the shower header. `` To secern you the Truth, I was n't expecting you ... where 's everyone else ? ``

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

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

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

Something very warmly and fleshy squished into my back as she reached around me for the scoop and that scrubby, downy matter that you wash with. It could only be her tits. Jesus, they covered a lot of actual estate of the realm, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my back, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a piffling 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 hands. She spent a lot of fourth dimension on my nipples. Why do men take nipples ? I do n't make love, but I was glad I did. That felt wonderful.

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

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

I was disappointed as her manpower traveled back around to my take down back. But then, I was pleased as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that feels gracious .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my cheeks with the scrubby thing, washing my dickhead and taint. I hung my read/write head down, letting the hot water cascade down my back.

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

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her tits and torso. She reached around with her former hand and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly hard ray. But that fingerbreadth on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, Daddy ? ``

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

'' No devotee. Just one. Up to the 1st knuckle. So about one inch or less ... '' Well it felt like Johnny The Wad himself was back there. Jesus. I 'll be a lilliputian more thrifty with girls in the future when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my prick a undecomposed clinch then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to kiss my ass face. She pulled them apart, then stuck her knife in the naughtiest of places. I could n't consider it.

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

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

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

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

I forgot all about elan and genteelness and the soap, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my hands all up and down her hanging knocker, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left hand massaged a tit as my right hand 's fingers slipped up inside her. Jesus she was so wet inside. Her stiff teat 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 soundbox okay ? ``

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

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

I spread her ass cheeks and buried my look between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and snatch, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I form of settled in with my thumb in her butt and concentrated my lips and tongue on her pussy. Her tangy savor covered my case as I tried to burrow into her cunt. Again, I was gladiolus I had stocked up so many razors, not a hair in sight.

'' Redeemer ... Michael ! '' Gayle moaned.

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

After a few moment of this, Gayle was having fuss standing.

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

I moaned into her snatch, sending vibrations up her pussy. I felt her muscular contraction begin.

'' nookie ! I 'm cumming cumming oh piece of ass I 'm cumming oh fuck oh fuck ! ``

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

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

I fondled her lusciously large titty, and then clamped my oral fissure down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit hard, drawing as much as I could into my mouth.

'' I love that Michael ! suction them difficult ! purloin them ! ``

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

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

I hefted one breast in my depart deal, and lightly patted it with my right.

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

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

I got more belligerent, slapping both her tits with both my hired man. These smack were n't concentrated enough to rap anyone down or anything, but her hide was turning a healthy tone of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to chevy her swaying boobs.
I was getting a huge charge out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my stopcock, and watching those tits jiggle with each slap was too lots for me.

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

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

I could n't maintain it. I came.

As always, that first guesswork felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent spurt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my sizzling pellet enter her cunt as I pumped Sir Thomas More and more spermatozoan into her.

She collapsed on top of me, her tits crushing into my bureau. Her slit 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 cock began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to work out my cock before the shower washed us strip. I could see she got a good percentage down her throat.

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

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

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

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

... except for her daughter ...


- - -

Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch perfective tense'and Panax quinquefolius along with all the a capella songs, the female child were all kind of sappy and a bit unknown. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat side by side to me during the movie, with her daughter Lorrie on my other side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would happen. But I did n't induce to wait long.

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

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

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

'' I just came to talk, '' she said. She had a bottle of my prized Justin pinot noir and a pair glassful. We sat down, me in my peal chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of affair, but mostly about our situation and what my design were for the future tense. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to take a shit a zombie spirit free country so that we could then set about farming operations. Plus we now had heap of new rima oris from townspeople that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were courteous, but generally a bit older. Still, some of them had farming background knowledge. But early than the Master 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the girls ages.

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

'' well I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got form of defensive attitude. `` I think we 've got a existent shooting at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm indisputable you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is operose to say ... I want Lorrie to own the honey of a good man. Raise a family. You know, those kind of affair. ``

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

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

My mind drew a blank. `` Who ? ``

'' Well ... you, Michael. ``

'' What ? '' I asked, taken aback. `` I 'm ... twice her age ! '' Actually, I was about twice everybody 's age, but that did n't seem to matter.

'' Yes but you are n't old-old. But even if there were a thousand guy rope to choose from, I 'd want you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're beneficial at keeping everyone alert ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

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

'' But what ? ``

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

'' She 's capitulum over heals in beloved with you. most of the girls are attracted to you, but she 's actually in beloved. ``

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two chief issuance here. identification number One is, you, Gayle. And routine Two, I 'm not sure I 'm prepare to settle down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to keep our group going. I do n't know if I have meter for a genuine kinship. It 's umm ... it 's middling easy right now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the door. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

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

Gayle variety of made a disappoint face.

'' No, I mean nothing bad about Lorrie. But I do n't know her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't look so surprised. We get along pretty fricking capital. And, I think the enceinte sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't entail you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. keep on it in brain. ``

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

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

I thought about our gun-cleaning school term a week ago. Lorrie seemed pretty speedy 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 look to jive with what you 're saying. ``

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest of her wine-coloured. `` I 'm not gross. I had this imaginativeness of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't sound dear at all, does it ? I mean, I at least desire you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupid now that I say it out aloud. ``

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

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

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly thing like kill a clump of zombies with your bare fist and come in back for your reinforcement. Hey, since you 're reading this, the net is working again. Go looking her up. Sophia, I mean. tick off out some of the untried pictures of her, when her pilus is pretty straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's tit are self-aggrandizing. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the elbow room a bit, then I knelt down in front of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hand on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to spend the relaxation of my life with her ... how could I possibly only take love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full lips. Her hand came up to me, she ran her digit through my hair.

Our sassing pressed a piffling loyal together and our odorous kiss turned a small hotter as I moved into her a piddling Thomas More. I broke the osculation, only to get a slightly different slant and bug out kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her take down lip, and sucked it into my lip, 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 workforce gently holding her face, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never mat before.
Gayle had slipped her paw underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my vertebral column. Then she continued to kiss me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Jesus, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an Panthera uncia of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my tee shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` base over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a baby ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk light, in just my faded jeans with a bulging crotch.

'' Turn around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a little for her.

'' Henry Sweet Jesus, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nobody 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your perspective, Gayle. ``

'' Pick up those weights, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 Sudanese 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 presses, I turned my spine to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right mitt gently rubbing her left breast, and her left field forefinger in between her front tooth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of assuredness to know I turn on a skirt. 38 years old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the worst guy they could run into in a living dead apocalypse.

I went and stood in front end of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my arms, like I was going to pack her over a door. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must confess, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one virgin in my whole life sentence. It did n't go so well. heaps of pain in the ass. weeping. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth with cleaning woman ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really need me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right Logos ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather hold do it, '' she said, twirling her fingerbreadth through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lips for a few moments.

'' You want me to, have it away your daughter ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to have to sop up her tits for a rattling foresighted clock time. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her pussy. '' buss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my cock. '' osculation with some tongue ...

'' She will be secure, I promise. ``

'' How do you know ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing position, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the whack on her robe, sliding my hand between her smooth cutis and the robe. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could sense my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to incubate up or anything.

'' Not always so nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my dungaree as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down next to each early, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just love tits. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me junky. Yeah, big surprise. But more than most guy wire, I love them. I love to lick, and nibble, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so unlike. Some are firm, some are really squashy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some nipple raciness here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much time on the boob, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck them for hr ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the reality. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

Well, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her titmouse 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 pussy. With my palm on her clit, I slipped a fingerbreadth in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a small harder and faster as I bit down on a big nipple of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the former one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left tit up to her aspect and Drew in her own nipple to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her kitty-cat faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more minute of arc when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few times. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic undulation washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' Wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a right time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her stage and guided my peter to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... jesus she was so wet I just slid right in.

'' Michael ... just a here and now ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my weight set down on her, our pelvises rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle cream around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't form any tangible run-in, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say asshole but it was too much drive. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck former cat. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English people. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my hammer to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy screwing ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of times, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking laborious. `` 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 bureau, sticking my pussy-sopping peter into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tits, your ass, oh that 's overnice babe yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy twat ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this breaker point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on mum Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a violent stream down her throat. Load after load of hot squirt pellet into her mouth. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

Panting, she rose up to catch her breath.

Then she called me an bunghole and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her eyes gleaming. I was fucking sour on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her face down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her ramification and shoved my cock back into her bitch. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out gimcrack. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was make for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at dark ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your cunt ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a Fucking great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my helping hand under her abdomen so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's damage ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her consistence is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck turncock ... ''

'' No Michael ... finish it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm certain. ``

'' discontinue it ... please oh diddley oh shit oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost taste it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's cunt and rubbed it on her lips, boldness, pushed my fingerbreadth inside her oral cavity so she could taste it all.

'' You want to savour her ... '' I began cumming inside her slit. Her cunt wall gripped my turncock and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh fuck yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the irregular clip, filling up her puss with fiery hot sperm.
After a couple min, 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 natural language and lips, sucking up the mix cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the last meter. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the finis time, we fucked again in the morning.


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Chapter 10 - The Date
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The next day was moving day for the Johnson sister. We got the master place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live on. I 'll accommodate to some green-eyed monster there, those chicks were pretty uncivilised petty honies !

So we spent near 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 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 zone, '' Erin was saying. My satanic trivial killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a soaked smirch where we are protected, but we can kill them with sticks or spears or something. ``

'' star ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up up something and then pass down. So the capitulation kills almost of them. Or at least give way their legs or rachis. That would salvage, ammo, right ? ``

The fille kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a run and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me intend. '' I had it. So simpleton, it just might work.

'' magnificent ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or 20 degree slant. We 'll require lots of them. Stack 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 hold out container right into thin air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing situation ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or more shipping containers ... ''

'' And when the field fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't bear to pullulate any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a bully fucking idea. Except, we did n't have any shipping containers. Or a way to move them. Or a crane to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the town. Not too many living kinfolk, but it 's good to rid of the lurker. Zed likes to pussyfoot around and bend up in the most bizarre piazza, so it 's undecomposed to throw 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 artillery, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to look into their numb eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a section of houses, then we went back to them to check over for salvageable hooey. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this dainty old house, checking affair out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't think there will be any more. I do n't know ... ''

'' Whaddya mean you do n't bonk ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a little steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I separate her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are expectant together, it would be nice to sustain a really daddy ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my literal daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never nous, it 's fine. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can close you down faster than a adolescent !

We looked through the sign of the zodiac some more. It 's form of sad, looking through a drained individual 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might get guns, trunks for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this sign was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this sign of the zodiac. I mean really. I could dwell in this house if it were n't for the damn zombies. ``

'' Sir Thomas Wyat said it was once the mayor 's house. The townspeople built it a longsighted prison term ago for the then current mayor to populate in. But later, it got bought by some rich hoi polloi ... The Town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some sense of taste. Where in this Ithiel Town would she wear this stuff ? This is like, New House of York City, 20 year ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moans from the street.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, Mr ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the computer hardware fund for lunch, now re-named Masters and Johnson, in honor of the upcoming hymeneals between the passe-partout male child and the Andrew Johnson sister. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a minute ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two pulley-block back to that overnice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a duet 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 word already ? ``

'' You 're never old intelligence, my petty favorite. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's fine, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a melanize clothes, fitted, with some crazy gash. form of like that Demi Moore frock from 20 age ago. And I grabbed a duet of nice heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okey ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a oddball. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a nice necklace, too. `` You 'll need these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the Jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' Stop smiling, Daddy, you look like you 're up to something. '' Erin punched my arm and laughed.

'' So what 's your plan, Daddy-man ? You going to call for her to dinner ? Not many restaurants open right now ... ''

'' wellspring, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' geek. Ok, I 'll think of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the rest of the day getting the Johnson Sisters and the Masters crony situated. I let them get two solar panels and a deep cycles/second barrage so they could have lighting and point up batteries. We got them some solid food and water, too.

Eventually, the sleep of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting exhibitioner and having a cocktail or two as we played some music videos on the TV. It was kind of aplomb. At one point, Erin dragged a bundle into my figurer room that included the dress and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her nipple and said `` Do n't block about me, papa ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo knickers a piddling bit.

'' Ooooh dad ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the exhibitor ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, little bitch. Spread em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As common, she was n't wearing any bra or underclothing. I undid her pants and yanked them down to debunk her ass. I could see her cunt backtalk, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little dumbbell with my leftfield mitt and with my rightfield, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, pa ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit severely, I gently rubbed her twat back talk, feeling her moisture already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her nipple backbreaking and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger up to her clit. I massaged her bitch like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' hush baby ... stoppage placidity ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just daddy feeling up his little little girl ... His bad little girlfriend ... and her wet cunt ... daddy likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will lick it again soon ... yes pop likes her puss ... ''

'' It 's your bitch, dada, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, papa ... but do n't stop ... fuck me anywhere I do n't care, Daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just fuck me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her pussy drip. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good girl ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes pa ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the metre. We shower together, and I pee on her tits in the shower. You should see us Daddy ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! diddlyshit shit shit shit ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so adept oh darn oh shucks ! ``

Erin soaked my hired hand with her juices. I slipped my drenched middle finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front of me, to suckle my fully raging pecker. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean and jerk of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might need this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her pants, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the lounge a few minutes later, cipher seemed to notice. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a nice cold Coors Light.

'' Well thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and little girl for dinner. You know, help them out with their first meal and poppycock. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a dear girl she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm form of beat, but I do n't know if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to stimulate killed most of them in town.
But I had to clear it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppress 22, my 1911, my blade. The rest period of us will be armed also. We 'll be in effect ! '' 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 last out with her. We need you up here to hang. ``

I thought about it for a few moments, hoping to pee it count proficient. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plans and dominion. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't desire anything dolt to happen. And you can always matter on Zach to build things stupid.

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We all said au revoir to each other as the chemical group went to down to gossip the Masters and LBJ computer hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a lilliputian headache. cipher grievous. I 'm going to reside in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to hold us some dinner party, I 'll send you in a denture ? ``

'' Sounds estimable, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few minutes later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki shorts and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young dame ? '' I made an overdo bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her trump role player southern emphasis. `` Well are n't you just a dear man ? I would love to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Lone-Star State so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a little something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be delighted ! I mean, after all, what variety of dinner outfit is one with blood on it ? ``

We walked to my way, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on ground did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is crucial is that dinner is in one hour, and I do n't want to see hide nor pilus of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shoo away her out of the room. I had things to do !

Within the succeeding 60 minutes, I whipped up some halt dried beef stroganoff, canned corn, and honest-to-god Bisquick biscuit ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my best shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty beneficial, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her ingress. And what an entrance !

The clothes, black. The intent, bare shoulders, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's sizeable cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her pelvic arch, and ending just above her stifle. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 in heels. Her plentiful chocolate-brown hairsbreadth tumbled over her shoulder joint in its naturally wavy way. Just a little makeup to highlight her eyes and some lip gloss to make her brim shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a go 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. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so striking ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that decimal point. `` Good night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' wellspring, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the waiting room where we can take a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern accent again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the sound age for alcoholic potable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a pacification officer, I shall turn myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the eloquent necklace around her neck, my handwriting lingering on her soft skin. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever potential again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her fond waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey Goose wimble over ice. It 's a simple potable, just vodka and rosebush 's lime succus, but it 's reliable and to the point.

We sipped our boozing, told each early rummy niggling stories, talked about old times. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem concern. But it was n't forced, she seemed excited about what I had to say. She was either very beneficial at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a plate of food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a chilled chardonnay. I find T. H. White wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me story of near-misses with son ; rafts of fellow but well-nigh were scared of her or too dolt to know what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your classes ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some worry candidate, for surely. And one professor who already promised me an'A'if I would catch some Z's over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this cocksucker came down ... '' She waved her hired hand at the offense outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had difficulty remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the rectify one, I guess. ``

'' And what bust now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female problem right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your preferred ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman does n't snog and severalize. ``

'' 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 fille here. Prettiest missy anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some pattern I could be as good as her in bed, I 'm indisputable ! I 've watched lots of videos, and, ohmygod I should shut out up ! I 'm so hinder ! ``

I stood up and held out my bridge player to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some gentle music, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my custody to her waist as hers clasped around my neck opening. We swayed gently for a few instant, and I pulled her tight to me.

Her trunk melted into mine, her massive pectus pressed into mine. Her hair smelled delicious, some rosy shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a niggling rank and file as we 're working heavy killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My putz began to twitch. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a instant babe. '' I had to get hold of in and adjust my tool as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, laborious that fast ? I 'm pitiful, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my biography, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her backtalk with mine. Oh god, she was so voiced and affectionate. She opened her mouthpiece slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each early. My correct hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few moments, our mouth parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very versed stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me hard, her sassing working me over. Her hot tongue licked my upper lip, then darted inside my oral cavity. I tried to wrestle her natural language with mine as our passion increased. I grabbed both her ass impertinence full on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a slight gasp, and then proceeded to imbibe my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The Story of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me spell this percentage of the story. I was taking creative writing in school when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my mite. So yes, I was completely in puppy love with Michael at this spot. I was also a Virgo the Virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a phallus inside me. I had had former things, like Mom 's empurple vibrator, her chalk dildo, a cucumber, and some other separate, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this point and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Redeemer 's sake. In those quondam days, I think he was like ready to collect social Security ! ( I 'm surely he will be spanking me at about this period when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other mass had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very luxuriously banner. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a movie with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the story of Wyatt Earp and his chum. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyat, and had portion of other cool the great unwashed in it. But the reasonableness I 'm telling you this, is because this is the beginning time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his epithet and draw flower around it. I used to save my figure and his name together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill Thomas Nelson Page with hearts and flowers ! So you do n't have a go at it him ? He was Vergil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT representative ! Deep baritone, Texas accent, and his character was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in wraith Rider ( my indorse favorite movie, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the graveyard who tells Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a bunch of TV commercials, including Ram Trucks for the close few years right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't know where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in Texas doing just alright. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega compaction on some old motion picture actor.

Fast forward till now. We girls were on the run from the zombie, and we were losing people left and right. You ca n't even think the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the crash'of civilisation in this story. ) He was all set up there in his bunker drink cold-blooded beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were draw near dying at every tone. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to rise a fencing. I could feel hot line of descent running down my book binding and I could see the fear in everyone 's eyes as we tried to find out a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this household, and then passing out. I have coup d'oeil of things from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my actual memory board or false ones since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do remember is waking up and not knowing what the fuck was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty very much lying in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange way I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very in conclusion potential moment before we were all deplete active. He had taken us to a ensure place that had intellectual nourishment, water, electricity, motion picture, accelerator pedal, popcorn, and he was n't an son of a bitch ! He patched me up and maintain me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first off time a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some medication, and he was now training the missy in shooting skills so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the panorama : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a Lone-Star State accent ! Not very strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got dungaree on and some sort of army sweater on, and military-looking rush. His air, his behavior, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can say you that ! His better-looking side appeared untune about something, and yet he was perfect sweet and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next duad of days, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big piece of ass cock. So let 's review. Big peter, well-favoured guy, tall, TX accent, has his shit together, kills zombies without batting an eye, saves damsels in severe distress, ilk musicals and retro rock, is apparently good at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 unspoilt things to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a aliveness long love affair with my older Sam, so that one matter is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over heels, prime meter in honey 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 lots better than the 8 hot sister already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

affair went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to reckon at me at metre. Now, I do n't require to look like all stuck up and stag, but I 'm moderately shucks cute. I was thinking it was maybe my tit. cat are so weird. They seem to care breast, but if you 've got over-sized 1 like I do, they just make fun of you or get all unintelligent or, I do n't know what. I know there 's cat who think that 'more than a handful is a waste product', and then there 's guys who just love massive tits. How do I know this while remaining a Virgin ? Simple ! I watch a lot of smut and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their alone clip together. I knew she was enamored ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just variety of a fling ; Michael did n't look to need to get too attached at this point in time. 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 tell the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. former at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could get wind mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a small way, can only be one matter, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his name. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of row, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my puss and circularise my coming around my crocked mamilla. Then, I lick them white. I think it 's very aphrodisiac. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a slight winding. After I swallow down my juice, I like to just hug my boobs to my face, like flaccid warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my mammilla more, but usually they just solace me. Most nights I drift off to catch some Z's that way.

I figured the one matter I could do to get Michaels'attention was to suit a world-champion zombie slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very difficult and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a better gunslinger than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the girls. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a prospicient Felis concolor pole. On the perch, we worked up a stiletto heel 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 brain with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't bump him down, the rod at least keeps his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his stupe head.

I used to be sort of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my little circle of friends. 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 nervous if I do n't also have my terminal and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. 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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okeh I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to publish about my first sexual experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's mightily, it 's his story and I 'm only a invitee author. Still, I just stood up and farted in his oecumenical guidance, just to instruct 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 bodily function ! But Chris was too shy and did n't know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Savior you the great unwashed need to quieten down.

So, Michael made us a sluttish but tremendous dinner party. Obviously, he did n't require us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drinks, for sure. He was so kind, and sweet, and staring into my center, when he asked me to trip the light fantastic I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our torso touched. He traced the scar on my backbone from my neck down to my low-spirited back. It was sexy, not gross, and it just reminded me that this heroic verse man saved my liveliness on various social function now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could feel footling inspiration in my pussy during dinner, but salutary nobleman I was on ardor when we started dancing ! His strong arms wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely pack me over. As he held me taut, my bosom crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could feel something on his right leg. Something knockout. I 'm sure it was his turncock, but I thought it was in the center between his leg, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a secondment, infant. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pants. `` All better now. ``

I was n't for certain what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornos, the cocks were usually just grueling ; I did n't know how long it took to go from soft to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This metre, I could feel all of his harshness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that hard. sanctum crap ! My nipples were severe, I can tell you that, and my puss seemed to be on flack, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned young lady ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his brass, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our glossa danced and time seemed to remain firm still. adjacent thing I know both his hired man are on my ass cheeks, and he 's pressing his hard cock into my tummy. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slut. But I did n't care, it felt so soundly !

We kissed for several hour, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so dependable on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his face, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the first prison term. He did n't hold an ounce of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front of his pectus, feeling the shape of his gruelling stomach and then the swell of his voiceless pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice pectus, mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little lady ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you understand how skillful you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a piece of composition ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' Wait, '' he said in surprisal. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, disconsolate sweetheart. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash the jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, foul mouthpiece. But this was n't the time for niceness. 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 tired and worn out. Virgin busting is hard work, or so I hear. ``

He just smiled and set me down gently after we entered his room. He arranged the air mattress and turned on a soft light, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In individual, I mean ? ``

I shook my oral sex, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' Okay, stay there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his long 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 shoes, then pulled his socks off.

'' Last fortune ! '' he said as he stood there with his hands on the fly of his jeans. `` You can still endorse out ! ``

In a slightly vibration voice, I answered. `` I might just kill you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his back towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his bloomers, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his laughingstock boldness. His ass was arrant. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the musculus in his leg and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the font was a three-foot colossus cock.

wellspring, I was a Virgo the Virgin, remember ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 inches. All I know is that it was far expectant than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to death of this affair, and wanting to go through it with my mouth and pussy.

lustfulness won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his scent for a few second, strong, musky. My hired hand on his thighs, I knew from the pornography what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a different story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to realise out with his rooster, and my right 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 courageousness, I opened my backtalk and covered his whole tip with my lips. Good god, my mouth was open almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those girls deep throat like in the movies ? But it felt so nerveless, so safe, and then I had a salty taste in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this juice ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can savour it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some adult female seem to hate the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer love it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a twosome minute, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this wearing apparel ? ``

He turned me around and undid the petty clasp in the back. After stepping out of my apparel, he slid my underclothing off. The mo of truth was coming, he was going to see my oversized boobs in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy diddlyshit ! '' 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 adult female I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me hard again.

After a few here and now, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to embark on oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a chronological succession of events. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't trust I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't shut me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to kiss more ? Just narrate me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just cut all the foreplay and get to the screw ? I 'm really ready now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively outspread candid. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weight on his arms. I could finger his putz bumping around down there, I opened my peg as extensive as I could. He reached down to position his cock, and suddenly it was there at my ingress. He rubbed it up and down my dent a few fourth dimension, coating his cock with my juice. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` Fuck me. ``

His tool inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his gruelling cock further into me, pulling it back out a petty and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was null like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me advance than I thought possible. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His tongue circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure sensation, ahh that 's unspoilt, gave me a small respiration room.

'' Bring your mamilla up, '' he told me. He was resting on his work force so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my sides, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his principal down and kissed my left teat, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt of lightning went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my pussy. His affectionate oral fissure engulfed my hard nipple and he sucked it inside his sassing. As the sparks continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the early one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, first-class honours degree one and then the other. My pussy felt like it was on blast ! Suddenly, the cold-shoulder ache down there was gone, replaced by a fond, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his cock most of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. the Nazarene Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could grab his ass and pull him into me. God it felt so fucking good. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole weightiness on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in pure mastery of me, I could n't displace anything except my pelvis, up and down to gather his stroking. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his peter impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God damn I loved it.

Each stroke he ground into my clitoris. Each cam stroke I moaned or grunted or made some form of guttural, central noise. My twat was stretched to it 's limitation, but I did n't desire him to block up, no fucking way. At some point he reached for and found my leave alone tit. He molested it with his hand so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' puff on it strong 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 tit. Looking into my middle, he encircled my unbending nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it experience better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my backtalk and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a little weird to take in on your own torso parts. I did n't mean anyone else would call back 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. His fucking had slowed, but he was doing these long, knock-down chance event now, slamming into my trunk. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' time lag them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me fasting and operose. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and bosom as in effect I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the shoes as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speed, I felt that grand maven 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 watchword 'Fuck'about a thousand times, with the episodic 'Fuck me Daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my climax neared, I arched my vertebral column and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my sexual climax exploded throughout my body. 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 talk, I could n't move, I was just a crew of raw pleasure nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful shaft. Waves of cum cramp involuntarily wracked my physical structure. I remember hearing a cleaning woman groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hands and lifted my slit up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my son of a bitch. It felt marvelous. From watching erotica, anal sex always looked interesting, but also very scary and something I could never picture myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't seem all that far-fetched.

With a call of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot belief in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His cock trembled many times, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as wet as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my backup pop, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a light sweat. His iron pecker seemed to have shrunk a slight, or else I was so stretched, I could n't severalize. 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 wrap off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' Take me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his back and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awe-inspiring and this was fantastical and holy place dirt I ca n't think it ... ''

'' It was unspoiled, 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 cable out. ``

Oh yeah, good idea. He probably should n't give cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a pelter of white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his cock, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll make clean it up. ``

With only a little hesitation, I licked up the first gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't care it ? The inaugural taste was okay, salty, midst, kinda uncanny and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste purulent juice, how get it on assuredness is that ! Our juices were ruffle together ! And, it was fine. In fact, it was honest. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk dish, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard putz, he showed me how to transfix it at the behind and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum right wing from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be easy. ballock are so weird, so sensitive, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair's-breadth and gave me a little tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to own been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both hungry, and even a niggling athirst. I put on his wearing apparel shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the clit just to keep it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his elbow room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guy rope ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too light for her and did n't cover up practically on top, either. Her face looked a fiddling flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a second ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookies from a packet. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that little tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few Clarence Day ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The only living he-man within who knows how many Swedish mile, and who can fuck like a protagonist, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her unvoiced. I cried a niggling, 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 gift us a couple bit ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his way. 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. tears of joy and happiness, but she did n't know that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to founder him up, for me. I mean, he 's tremendous ! I could never do that, not in a million old age ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh dear, I just wanted you to have a injection at some happiness. With thing the way they are, who knows what 's going to pass off today, tomorrow, future week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're felicitous, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hairsbreadth, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so soft and Mommy-like, it was nice to oblige on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my roll in the hay God yes. You would n't believe how aphrodisiacal ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a minuscule bit about sexy things and Michael, and then I asked her something that was bothering me.

'' So Mom. Uh. Anal sex. I um, I want to do it. Tonight. I want to open 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 of ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a fiddling slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.

'' Well, the Sojourner Truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, dearie. I 'm a piffling older, and when women get older they do n't always lube as much as they used to. I 'm certain, for you, that your puss juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got sufficiency snatch juice ! ``

'' Just cunt juice ? But ... how ? I do n't desire to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get hind end fucked but I was scared to death of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the other missy took him, so I had to be at to the lowest degree as good as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's interest. lean up against the counter. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, spread your branch, 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 30 seconds or so. I could feel my rousing building, and I could feel my juice starting to feed again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then rubbed my asshole, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a single finger's breadth inside my ass a little bit.

'' okey so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go slacken. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my butt. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass brass. `` He should also use some expectoration, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot saliva onto my SOB. Her fingerbreadth continued to fuck my butt as her other hand rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her finger out my butt, but instantly I could feel TWO finger pressing against my backdoor. Oh damn !

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 half as wide-eyed as Michael 's peter. I do n't know how this is going to process. I 'll never be able to fit his stopcock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my read/write head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger screwing both of my holes as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' wellspring, in her eternal quest to delight you, this slight lady wants to prepare herself for an anal fucking 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 breast as it hung down. His previously limpish turncock was now at full attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I serve with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to tell her that a tongue is good to assist out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his fountainhead to one side and thought for a moment. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much More experience getting butt-fucked than I do. Show me how it should be done. ``

With dissemble disgust, Mom withdrew her digit from my ass and proceeded to turn down and plant her side between my brass. I jumped just a bit as her hot lingua probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I think my mom would one day be licking my asshole, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to rub down my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing great. Lick Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could sense pussy 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 pussy succus will just flow into her butt. Gayle, you work her snatch and I 'll work on these teat. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, sister. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. squeeze, kneading, mashing, petting, licking, all kind of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my succus. Her riff rubbed on my clit. together with the arc coming from my tit, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and patrician touched my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that thing on my clitoris, it had to be a tongue. It had to be Mom 's natural language ! Mom was licking my pussy, my pussy. She thrust three or four fingerbreadth, or maybe her altogether handwriting inside my pussy as she licked my backtalk and clit, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the meter he should slap my nipple. 'Increases the pedigree flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the pelt 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 base, but each one got a little harder, made a piffling More noise.

Mom pulled out her hand from my bitch, and forced it against my now soaked keister fix. Her fingers went in a trivial, then she pulled them back.

Each clock time Mom rammed her finger into my keister, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to puzzle out my pussy and they both assaulted my tits and ass, I came in about two minutes.

snatch juice flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my slit and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's ready, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my wooden leg. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my pelvis stick up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' postponement ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's pecker, slobbering all over it.

'' Okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock oral sex pressed into my ass, and I felt it sort of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained admission. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' light please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other missy 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 cheek and told me to unlax, it will be fine. Then she kissed me for a present moment on the rim, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my ichor 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 niggling by little. Going deeper. Into the bad shoes. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My head was spinning in roofy as crazy persuasion went through my question. 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 draw her tits, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to blow my tit. And I want 20 guys to stand in a R-2 around me and jerk off on me and cut through me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT nooky ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Deliverer Jesus I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her head teacher bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered lip. God, I taste good. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in time with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heat. Speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you contain for a back. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, fuck 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.

'' Baby, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal arousal for this. order you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can lick your puss while he fucks your ass. You 'll be hunky-dory this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her head as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot tongue inside my pussy lips and on my button as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be ok. ``

Michael worked his way in between my peg and Mom 's articulatio humeri and weapon, and got make again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a second or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's cock, I just know that I was feeling a slight lonely just sitting here on all quartet with nix to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my cunt and Michael 's prick was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my lie with 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 full, so filled up, so complete. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an rapt body politic. My weapon and legs lost restraint, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my cunt hard into Mom 's case. I do n't know how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My face landed right in Mom 's bare pussy. Her rash scent wafted in my nose, her juicy lips covered my brass. Without any prior story of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her back talk, sucked her clit, buried my face between her folds, smearing her succus all over my face. I ate my Mom 's snatch with complete abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelping and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other brass even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from headway to toe, his muscle gleaming in the light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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okeh, plenty is enough. Lorrie, you write like a lady friend. Too much of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a pair of pro lesbians. Lorrie 's ass was so soaked, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of line, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was expert than any daydreaming I could take in concocted.

I thought the only thing to make this better was a minuscule ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my little room, and each slap was followed by a whine from Lorrie. She turned around to look at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's bitch juices, her hair stringy with lather, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her brain jerked but she held my gaze, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few more cerebrovascular accident, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In seconds, I came too. With a Erinyes, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm recondite inside my infant girl 's ass. Wave after moving ridge, jibe after snap, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My cock was physically tired, I could experience it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg heftiness after running a yearn way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a overnice surprise.

From her gaping asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her mouth closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own oral fissure, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her rima oris into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum chunk for a few second before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, absolutely spent. My hammer lay there like a absolutely soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey little buddy, it was deserving it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm boob against me and draping their peg over parts of me. I mentioned water again, because I never got any the first time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two Methedrine for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. trine can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't 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 kiss her mom on the sassing, dragging a big piece of tail tit right hand in my face. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a commodity tired. I ca n't believe what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the greatest night of my life history. ``

They both squeezed me close. We drifted off to sleep, each pall and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm slumber with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a c automaton at least ! They are inside the memory ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! hang on ! ``

The missy were already moving. `` Full paraphernalia, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the Jeep ! ''

Sounded like the squat was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm defender, struggle safeguard, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to principal street, weapons hot and fix to go. In spite of the danger, there were a few smirky feel passed back and Forth, variety of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the fucking sure was fun last Night ! ``

I rounded the corner a few C railway yard from hardware store, where everybody was holed up. zombi crowded around the presence door. Yeah, at least a hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just germinate them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some kind of damn herd.

We had checked on the receiving set. Our citizenry were trapped, but not in immediate danger. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the windowpane onto the facade roof.

right wing by us, next to Mountain realty, was Jim 's Fix It store. I looked in the windowpane and saw a bunch of puppet and broken TVs and early shit. And wire. Spools of conducting wire. I can do something with this ! The Dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the entrepot and got the spools. Zed was in use making noise down the street, they did n't pick up me.

'' birdsong Erin, order her to keep it up, hold open their attention. ``

I had Gayle parkway us closer, about 75 grand from the dear Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be better ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, set to roll. I mean, worsened came to worst, we could just drive into a few of them, then drive around townsfolk as they followed us. unfold them out some so we could affiance them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this conducting wire affair first.

I undid some telegram and wrapped it around the nearest streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that slope, also about a ft off the priming and as tight as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the succeeding streetlight about hundred fundament away, and tied another piece of wire across the street about a metrical unit in high spirits. Did that four more times.We checked around, no ezed 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 hooker turned to look at us. Blew the motor horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Ladies, be fix if this does n't work out. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't play, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't screw if we could hold off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first Zachs got to the telegram, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each early ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the confusion, a few went outside the celestial pole and the wire, but then those guy rope zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the side by side telegram. down feather went those guy wire !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. Balance and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their stipulation, it can take 30 moment, a arcminute, even more for them to get vertical again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a couple min, with still a match wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to contact them. We had our AR-15s slung on our rachis, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker stick.

'' I got the first of all one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead guy cable read/write head. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's halt close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't want to get surrounded. But it was n't too likely. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our the great unwashed in the building ; they staged a murderous breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his stagnant question, making sure he was re-dead.
Well, the smell was fucking atrocious. And now we had 147 dead guy wire in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Sir Thomas Wyatt and Henry Morgan, looked a picayune sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music last night. You know, just having a minuscule 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 forenoon ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this dayspring, they crashed through the chalk door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my pistol, radio, and my six magazine publisher. ``

'' What did you use to breach out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some good boards. Erin shot the start few, then we beat the residual down until we could get our weapons. ``

I was kind of pissed at them for getting themselves into hassle. But I was also pretty impressed. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must have been a herd passing by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to do take a look. I read about the ruck a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulant, he just kind of bandstand there. Then a bird fly 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 need to miss out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah babe, I 'm with ya ! Next matter you know, 147 all in dunce are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't turn back now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defensive structure up. We ca n't just stimulate these hombre storming our Town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the eternal sleep of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up dead Zeds is hard work. We dragged them all about a tail mile down principal street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the hauling and dragging, word of honor got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mom Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some detriment touch, too. Some of the girls were thinking I was off the market place and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chile, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a lilliputian detriment, after all, Erin helped arrange this whole affair ! Now she seemed a niggling pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any linguistic rule right now. Except for the mug rule, which is if you are a scourge to me and us then you get to result. But, well, normal society has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty free right now. I mean, yeah, we have things to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Morgan and Sir Thomas Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the love stage yet. '' They made singular 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 girls, or they may all turn on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to go. `` Nice oral communication. ``

'' Yeah right, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the girls ? It 's okeh. I just want to have it away. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the tangible world, you would be my number fille of all metre. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are hard times and we ca n't yield to give birth everyone pissed at each other rightfield now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of abruptly feet, Lorrie grabbed his helping hand. We swung him up into a cycle barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your balls. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to have more than sex with you. A lot Thomas More. I am in love life with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to function out an arrangement here. I 'll think about it. ``

Okay, I thought, reckon 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 babe, I never got to solve you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to miss you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an idea for tonight, though, Big papa. You might like it. ``

She was right, I did wish it.

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Chapter 14 - grouping Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my citizenry together.

'' Hey guys, soundly work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an former dinner up at the star sign. Then I want to have a strategy sitting, we got ta do something so this does n't find again. '' We piled into the motortruck and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got fairly and shiny, we had a overnice meal of force out spaghetti and meatballs, leafy vegetable beans, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that overnice. But it filled us up and did n't take long to progress to, so that was sound enough.

'' Ok folks, '' I began. `` We need a bulwark. I propose we start with the automobile in Town. There 's ... what, a couple hundred household here, and only about 15 take. Let 's take the cars from the residual of them, line them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our trivial valley to the early end. That way, the zombies will probably precipitate into the ditch, and we can assist with that too, and then they wo n't be able to climb the ditch because cars will be there on the top edge. We 'll leave an opening, and use a big motortruck or bus or something as the logic gate. We 've got ta drain all fluids from the elevator car and keep them in barrels. take up out the stamp battery, lighting conducting wire and stuff, anything utilitarian. That should remove respective days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding store down south, see if that guy is alert and serve him out. We need him. When we went past him survive time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 stat mi north and see what 's up with the truck block off there before someone else gets to it. motortruck beggarly stuff, hopefully food, and god knows what else. hand truck also mean shipping containers. We need those to build up ramps for the Carlos Pit. And we can use empty trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple hours, working out the item of the car bulwark. That was the most authoritative affair. We did n't experience like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be full of Zombies. We also assigned citizenry to particular jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would expend at least 2 hours a day learning herb tea medicinal drug and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would become our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to suit farm specialiser so that number leap we would be ready. The couples of Masters and President Lyndon Johnson would put to work on fortifying the bulwark, building watchtowers, and any other forcible security system matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some potable. It was trade good to relax, knowing we had a architectural plan for our security.

After a distich more hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big annunciation we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a erotica on the keep room TV ! ``

Most people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm good ! I 'm going to my room for 15 transactions for some hold out min cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch some foul movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to join. If you do n't want to, that 's mulct, no worries. Maybe just stay in your room, or you guys can go back down into town to your memory board. Again, no injury, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get ready to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could hear a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't get wind any conversations or bitching or moaning or weeping. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some terminal cleanup and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video was tough. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old shoal. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a pair of sweat pants commando style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, cypher 's here. Really ? nonentity ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll view it anyway. I started searching through the host to get the movie up. Just as I got it going, I heard a girl 's voice shout out from the spine :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... border district ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little Tiger, is the team leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the leatherneck !

Out came the grim looking squad I ever saw. Also, the sexy. Erin called out the meter call and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sentience in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sense in lookin down )
Ai n't no snake god on the reason ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! )
Killin zombie all day long ! ( Killin snake god all day long ! )
Gon na have me big and strong ! ( Gon na make me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're Right ! )
sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
Sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to hold back a straight brass. This was so cool off !

The flock was now arrayed in front of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, serjeant-at-law ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' supplying consequence 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 front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely little boobs.

'' Dress that line, sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a nice squeeze on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandana wrapped around her head, a nice gabardine push-up bra which accentuated her substantial tits, and combat boots.

'' Pants, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that smell ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' Well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the side by side girl, Lorrie, who had on a camo jersey. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a concentrated fourth dimension as it had a few strategic rips in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' Drop down and impart me twenty dollar bill ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucks ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweat suit, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard hammer completely in her sass. She got a few stroking in before it got too big for her. By the prison term she got to 20, I was at full moon attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a black G-string and a Boonie hat. A tongue hung on a string around her neck, resting comfortably between her yummy boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a story ? ``

'' bead and fall in me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real imaginative, not a big speaker. But she 's a strong worker and she fucks like a racehorse. Redeemer, I thought. And a full cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' Back in logical argument, private ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. James Wyatt had on drawers, which was dependable. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my captive, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. Prisoner Wyatt, drop-off and reach me ... no delay, kick in her 20 ! ``

Wyat eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's kitty-cat. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to count ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyatt got up, his lips and Kuki-Chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the next individual, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her pilus. She also had a two-inch wide patch wrapped around her thorax at the nipple telephone circuit. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' pace Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the patch ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my inaugural aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' turn forward ! '' I commanded. `` plosive consonant ! '' 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 cheek got a minuscule pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I possess another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, nanny ! ``

I moved down the line to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog collar around her cervix, with a mountain range held by Morgan. Sir Henry Morgan had boxers on, while Kristin looked very modest in her yearn arm U. S. Army T-shirt.

'' Let me hazard ... 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. plosive consonant. roast it off ! '' I yanked on her chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Henry Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had make-up on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; nice white blouse, compressed black wench, black fishing net, senior high school heels. hoot if she was n't the aphrodisiac one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of course ! She was also the only one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' buck private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious dissident ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class hooker, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did to the highest degree everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at rest. Troops, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. Leisure time starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be utilitarian will make me a drink. sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for oeuvre contingent ! Consume accordingly. Any skulker will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweat suit and sat on the couch. I was gladiolus I took those 15 arcminute earlier to clean house up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV Remote when Lorrie came up with a twain of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My front-runner, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat next to me. sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her business firm tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 swig of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with deglutition and everyone mingled for a few minutes. nonentity really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's thought, and we were n't coming through. I downed the rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to business ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the trading floor. Spreading her legs, I began to lap and snog my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and Momma Gayle sat on the cast next to Lorrie. It was kind of funny story. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girl. Many had lost their kin, had seen death close up, were n't sure about the time to come, all that. So Gayle spent many a dark hugging one of the girls as we watched a show on the tube.

So, this was n't any unlike, except now mom Gayle was completely nude and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at mommy 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's second joint as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my swag. Lorrie 's hired man naturally went to her mammilla, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smell happy little aroma stirring in front of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in lovingness, Kaitlyn laid her soft tit on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my putz and balls. Oh god, that 's nice. Always nice to accept mortal lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my backtalk across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her clean-shaven outer field. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a petty with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in transport. I felt her heat on my tongue as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her porta, the heat intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my spit in tremendous flavors.

I swallowed some of her juices down, mmm heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her T-shirt, thank god. I needed to see those breast ! My left hand went up to force them while I licked my thumb and index to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her festering and circled around her clit with my knife as my mighty manus began to beleaguer her snatch and ass with my finger's breadth. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the hard piffling nub under me. I sped up a slight and added some pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her entire twat. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

individual tapped me on the shoulder. I turned my head.

'' My spell ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Panthera tigris ? '' I kissed her on her lips, and she licked and sucked me clean and jerk of Lorrie 's roll up juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's tits. I dove back in and spit fucked her snatch. Back and forth with my rigid tongue inside her steam hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple min of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my rima oris up towards her rock 'n' roll hard trivial clit. first gear, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some in effect atmospheric pressure. The I gave it a few glancing licks, drawing moans from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't love how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my mouth. I struggled to proceed up with her flow of secernment, swallowing as unspoiled I could, but I really did n't need to let her go. I slipped more fingers inside her hot gob, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to molest her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her second joint, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her climax ripped through her cunt and spread throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me stop after about a minute.

'' pappa ! '' she gasped, barely able to breathe. `` I ca n't ... Daddy I ca n't assume it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No do it way. I held on and continued to lick and wet-nurse her button. Lorrie 's sexual climax continued, rising and falling with my amphetamine and atmospheric pressure, balancing on the edge of the waterfall, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another edge, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the last 15 minute of arc, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that multitude were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the live 5 min due to the amount of racket Lorrie made ! They gave me a Nice round of applause as I rose from between her ramification. I waved to the crowd, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the arms of my Lorrie. We kissed, foresighted and deep, her tongue totally engaged with mine. I felt goodness to rest a piffling, my jaw was a bit old-hat !

I sat back on the lounge and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my rigid dick in both hired man and began stroking me. Her blondish tomentum blocked my panorama, but I could find her hot oral cavity square off onto my stopcock as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on camion lovely, set nipple. These child were huge rightfulness 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 fuddled cunt with my cock, at finally, and finally I had fucked all the fair sex here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her smoothen cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the master key son, while her sis Kristin and Lorrie looked on with unplayful lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending release flying and her pap bouncing. Her perky little girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my cock. Her tight cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her long orgasm, I guess a cock in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's boldness, surprising everyone with the amount of juices emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' succeeding ! '' he called out with his and his Brother 's hard dicks at full attention.

Kristin shook her head word. I guess the ass was n't her affair. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The boy positioned her over Wyatt 's stopcock, and then Daniel Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous knocker in my boldness. I sucked them for a yoke transactions, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her cunt accepted my big cock, no questions asked. Not quite as stringent as a teenage girl, she still felt fabulous. I gave her a grave shtup, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those juice. I rammed my cock back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in exaltation from her double-fucking. I do n't jazz how those master copy boys were holding off and not cumming, but good for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, sweetie ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's Story, Part II
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Thomas Hunt Morgan laid on his back with his hammer standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me lower myself onto Morgan 's cock. Sir Thomas Wyatt stood by with his stopcock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his buddy 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No kissing, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and suck, but no kissing. Sure, I 'm down !

person played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something vast pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my coffin nail. Jesus Redeemer ! No discreetness, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Saviour, I was filled up. I pretty a lot went limp as they pumped my pussy and ass. I could n't even remember about gripping a tool 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 subdued and surd 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 yap filled ! I could taste person 's cunt on Michael 's cock. My creative thinker drifted, overwhelmed with sex as pecker tried to get deeper and inscrutable into me. My snatch was on ardour, my ass felt groovy, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

J. P. Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the brothers. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. Girls flocked to the two son as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the flooring and forced his way in between my branch, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that hurt for a moment. It was like he hit nates, I do n't recognize. His putz was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two indoors me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My school principal swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My orgasm built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to fag my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly immense cock swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his seed shoot into me. It felt SO COOL having his putz flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my best ever sexual climax swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my best orgasm. But this one, even better. It just would n't stop. We continued to kiss as our reciprocal orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the mouthful of his spermatozoan and I wanted some. okay, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little pleasure ripples through my stallion twat. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

getting twofold fucked was with child, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after gleaming with your man.

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Early the following morning, Michael 's lookout started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other deal. I got ta get some juices going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't feature meter to do you justice -- ''

'' come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quick fix ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my legs, and my pussy throbbed the twinkling he entered me. My button was still swollen from last night.

Michael locked his blazonry and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' Jesus fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking sluts ! ! ``

His cock expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build a rampart, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` cum here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted great, mixed in with my cunt juice. The sight was apparently too much for him, mom and daughter licking his cock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't execute all that well. But that was n't the compositor's case with Michael.

'' Fuck Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's cunt 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. Look, I 'm not so effective at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stunned Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this organization where some of us moved auto, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat preparation, all programme go out the window when the first guessing is fired. Well, the first dig, in this case, was one of the townie 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 railroad car that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old hombre were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. Well they got into a scrap about which of these Guy should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep any 4-wheel drive vehicles, any Priuses or other hybrids, any vans, and maybe a couple of fast cars if we found any. And we let the living folks keep whatever car they had. But we needed the quietus for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le Sabre. It had some huge locomotive in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to go on it. The literary argument got bigger, fist 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 town and drove it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was fine, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the stab came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the ugliest people I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was more of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked well-nigh of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rundle ''. Two guys grabbed me, tied up my hands with those fictile zip-tie thing, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some tree. They jammed me between the two of them in the front buttocks. Savior Christ I had a head ache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't look to have showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My epithet 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your epithet, hot material ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, oleaginous hair and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' Fuck you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' well, is n't that nice. Fuck-you, it 's nice to touch you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and oily face.

'' Deliverer ! '' I said. `` Do n't you guys bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? colza me, for indisputable. Then belt down me ? Do n't vote out me now, I 'm in passion !

'' FUCK ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about 20 minutes up the road, the whole time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pissed or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear mechanism, and a pistol, and bullets and hooey on a vest while Tom did n't make anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the solid thing 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 hand truck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how River Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you check '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me idle or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her escaped, slaveboy, and view her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me loose, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my mammilla and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my counseling. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a lilliputian, letting my long hairsbreadth fly in the gentle wind. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a pubic hair. Perfect.

'' Come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army pants, pulled them down and open my bare pussy to this flaming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a diddly-squat, and ... nothing, at first off. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The very trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood empale. Dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his strong petty pecker. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't refer the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't impress ! Do n't name me germinate you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't blast her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trent will pour down you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his peter with the other manus. Damn shooting iron grips on the AR, they let you hit one handed if you want.

'' pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his loading onto my breast and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My t-shirt soaked in several places through from his objectionable cum. They got another zip-tie and stuffed me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot prominent than our piddling one. We stopped after a couple minutes near a gigantic strip plaza that had a Walmart in it. A large literary pirate flag flew from the top. The big store had C of necros around it.

'' home, mellifluous home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' Come on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bond paper and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the strip mall. From there we walked a couple hundred yards til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed guys up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombies trying to get in down below. These guys were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nonentity said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` rear off ! ``

We climbed down some step at the back, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the principal floor, some light filtered down from the skylight 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-goodness, perched up on these display pillow slip, sitting in an easy professorship like he was a king on a throne. A defenseless woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A dyad guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift footfall. Tom followed some space behind.

'' wellspring, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a circle around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some FINE piece of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his incline. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty Loretta Young matter ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your public figure, honey ? '' he asked me again.

'' nookie you ! '' It was all I could cerebrate of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How nice. Well I 'm certain we can flummox that out of you. Or love it out of you. oodles of men here ... they 'd all like a chap at you. Wait a 2d, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hair and saw a large bruise near my tabernacle. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetheart ? '' he asked.

'' From SOB over there ! '' I pointed my head at Robbie.

Big Trent River got very tranquillize. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a little tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these tits ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big River Trent squeezed my dope for a few moments. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in electric shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his hands in horror.

I told him. `` brain over there jacked off on me and tear his rotten cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for check. Tom nodded his head 'yes .'

Big Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me extend to ... you let me put my hands on YOUR fucking JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a sack of potatoes, his promontory twisted at a weird Angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. puff his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your frame-up, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up evacuate. `` I do n't have lots to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My pa. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few moments. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, order me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that flyspeck townsfolk a few miles south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, pot of girl. They had a couple hit man ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very unobjectionable. They got their bastard together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ma'am wear, get her something else to wear. And get some wipes and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to verbalise to me, real soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to come with him. We passed a guy walk towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy human face, jeweled eyes.

As we got to the gentlewoman plane section, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' face, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll vote out my phratry if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that shithead when we fed him to the deaders. hide out it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. postponement til it 's dark and things quiet down. Too many cat around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his gang. The rest of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced labor variety of thing. They make us belt down the deaders at the front, but just with rakes and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can help oneself out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my dad IS coming. When he does, stick out of his way. I 'll try to keep you safety. ``

Tom looked at me like I was unbalanced. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all thrill and stuff, until the shit gets going. Then he turns into this major hard-core killer. It 's almost shivery, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to make unnecessary me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, fuddled. I could n't get anything even remotely let loose. Big Trent River questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an minute ?. He wanted to know the layout of our stead, how many citizenry we had, how a lot nutrient, how many guns, everything. He threatened, hurt me a picayune, I held out a longsighted time. Finally I gave some bullshit answers. I told them our fastness was some of the houses right by the route. I told him we were almost out of nutrient. We had 5 hunting rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each answer, I held out. Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy metre. amount on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright steady, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy stuff is going to come down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a huge knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about shit myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my booby, I trembled.

'' You told me the totally truth, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the trueness ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the assistance, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a wild look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide spread. 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 insure it out. '' The discharge increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The discharge lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

Sir Thomas More shots sounded, and one of the fanlight shattered. Right near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 substructure away. The straits was shot and he was a batch from the evenfall, but you could secernate by his habiliment. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the Fuck ! Sir Angus Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, Trent and his guys fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mags and put in more and kept shooting at the ceiling near the initiative. Finally, cypher had any full phase of the moon mag left.

This weird scraping noise emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another consistence flew through the opening night and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's guys. He must 've had 20 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still animated !

Trent and his Guy were in a terror. They were n't gear up for anything like this. All their magazines were empty, they scurried about looking for more ammo. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another trunk fell through the skylight. Five. shooting to absolute shit. They shot a few daily round back towards the hole and ran out of ammo again. Trento screamed at his guys to happen more ammo. Jesus, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front door. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shots into the ceiling until Trento told him to knock 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 fountainhead. I, um, wee right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these utter guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guy wire. Trent and Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the short guys around, and saw him pocket a handgun. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` scene in the head, amongst former plaza ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many Guy were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his articulatio humeri. `` No shot now, I guess they 're all dead. shag ! '' Trent pointed the Desert bird of Jove at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... beef ... call him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't pink me out, but it hurt like shit and made my head spin. I could get word Trent but it was like I was underwater. I could hear him yelling about covering the back stairs or something. Next thing I know, Angus Frank Johnstone Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious spirit on his aspect and a smoke gun in his manus. I guess he scavenged it from one of the stagnant guys. Tom shot two Thomas More bad cat before Big River Trent fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

Trento could n't chase him because he heard his name being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded Trento as he ducked behind a push-down list of Coors beer cases. `` And how the piece of tail do you sleep together my name ? ``

'' One of your little crawler squealed up on the ceiling, but do n't vex ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More dead reckoning and outcry came from various component part of the entrepot. The 'slaves'were rising up against their master copy ! So sang-froid ! Trent did n't know what to do, or where to appear, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll fool your kick ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to signal the bird of Jove at me.

Trent 's mind exploded. I thought, I did n't get it on a top dog could just explode ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each former, throttle pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... Lapp side ''

I blacked out.

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I shot this shithead Trento right in his piece of tail promontory. I scanned for prey and saw this black guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was kind of hoping that he would n't burgeon forth me since we both charge Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the Saami side, and we lowered our weapon as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' covering us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any Thomas More of these bozo ? ``

'' I do n't bed, I think my friends took out the rest up near the front, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okeh, she had a lump on her forehead.

'' stoppage here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You better, Tom. I 've killed a lot of people today, I do n't beware adding to the listing. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the toy and cosmetics to see what was happening. The cause of the ruckus became elucidate ; 20 or so the great unwashed were beating 3 or 4 multitude to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the capture girl ! '' They had rakes and shovels and started advancing on me. There was bloodline in their middle !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's alright ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not toss off him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some get rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nobody in particular.

A bruised up man, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the cleaning lady and kids locked up in the nail salon next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shit guard, does n't take often breathing time left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The Town was swarmed early on by zombies. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Saturday. For a lucky few, the whole family unit was shopping at the same clip and survived intact. For others, their loved ones were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` freight train '' showed up and easily took over the store and the grouping. The rattler acted like Jesus of Nazareth on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the first night, however, the freight train showed their admittedly colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their sovereignty of terror and rape. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the roof. She covered the radical with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to lower the barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the mass and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a fair sex and a small girl around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the mathematical group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't listen ! ``

'' 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 assistant of Tom, we do n't experience a Rattler problem anymore. ``

I expected the subsister to be a footling Thomas More glad about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our design. Rightfully so, I guess. The final 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' well, bozo, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my masses back plate. Do you heed if we get some medical examination supply ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy section. These guy still had fully stocked shelf of near everything. Jesus, I thought. Wish I was a little More freelance in my way of cerebration. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and piddling lady friend still around his neck opening. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could drive a look at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some variety of swap, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be capital, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to wreak out some swop between our groups, maybe even merge them together ... for our common benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

= = = = = = = =
One Year Later
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'' Please love ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling child Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her down in her crib. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly boastfully breast lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our elbow room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger to my lip, telling her to proceed quiet and not wake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the threshold. `` I 'm tired from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't occupy, this wo n't take foresighted ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the child, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron cock bashed into her legs as I grabbed her mammilla and squeezed them together.

Milk River gushed from both her mamilla like a water fountain, except this fountain had many different flow ! Warm Milk River sprayed on my face and dripped off my chin. I opened my mouthpiece and savored the sweet flavor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the dirt 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 threshold, `` Did the babe quarter ? Oh ... '' I did n't even look up. It was my feeding time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the side by side thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a petty, so as not to miss my grip on Lorrie 's titty. Gayle snuggled her case into Lorrie 's pussycat, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sort of fall back cartroad of meter when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't acknowledge how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to groan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sense experience from my milk-sucking and her mom 's chiding took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` Fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' Bullshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you petty bitch ! '' As punishment for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's pussy, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's boob. truth was, I think I had enough. Must 've been eight or ten snow leopard ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her face buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's pants, 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 think ! 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 delicacy and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and jam my cock in severe ! Oh yessss ... the only when thing that feels better than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and steaming pussycat ! I looked up at my two hot mum. fountainhead, technically one mama and a granny. But the Grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few weeks I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too tender from the delivery.

I 'm dingy to say, but I could only last a minute of arc or so at bottom Gayle 's sopping wet snatch. My sexual climax was approaching, and there was n't lots I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to delay hydrate ! '' I only had about ten second to go.

'' Give it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right future to Lorrie 's case. Grabbing my pecker, I stroked it a couple times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot streams of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming oral cavity. Gayle 's piece of work kicked in right then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the position, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's tits. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a min, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's Milk River. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and milk covered tits in my face. I revelled in the mixed concoction and my cock recovered from it 's previous state of about 95 % hard to completely sway firm again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio claim 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 shore. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't germinate unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that woman down for ten piece of tail minutes ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' precipitation up asshole. lilliputian tiger out. ``

Is that any way to talk to her commanding officer ? I did n't think so. She will need some variety of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her Down and cause her sentry me fuck her lady friend Payton. Yeah, that would work !

I did want to zip, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few times in the live weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the Army, we could n't severalize which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me attire in my best automaton killing outfit. We did n't have uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical matter. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the rear end of professional 's and President Lyndon Johnson ironware store in the Jeep. They were going to follow me in a pair minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 human foot away, the door gunner covering us. Some troops inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the tough of the landrover and stepped away from it. I made big pointing move with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred feet. A low bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty wind sleeve and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' Howdy, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha cat want. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States regular army. Do we have permission to put down ? I 'd care to speak with whomever is in cathexis. ``

'' If your intentions are passive, Colonel, then come on down. ``

They sat the bird down in a whirlwind of debris and shut it down. After a few tense moments where we each wondered if we would shoot at each other, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the skipper brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my the great unwashed 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, Mayor, Commandant, headwaiter, and Father of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no pastime in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your bozo could sham a less strong-growing stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their guns elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' Drink, sir ? '' I queried. `` A minuscule of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a good idea ! '' I ushered him into the ironware store where Daniel Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of mariner and two trash. I poured us each a twin fingers worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen most of our area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These guys had the upper hand, for surely. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't require to just dedicate away the Florida key to metropolis to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of fortress Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair portion of zombi spirit problem, but were fortunate to not fall into number anarchy. They still had over half of their soldiery, about 8,500 folks including families on base.

'' Most other installations were n't that favourable, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent city battles. We 've stayed out of the big cities so far, just seems like too big of a job to undertake. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your contraption out straw man ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an 18 class old missy, who happens to be my wife and mother of my minor. Anyway, it 's pretty bare, but very efficacious. You wan na take a looking at ?. ``

We walked remote and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys forgot to pull out surety ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to womanhood, so your gals here are a mass for very, very sore eye ! ``

'' Not going to be a problem, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not suffer any form of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do have some VERY comfortable women who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain lesson criterion. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in electric charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walk to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another town after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a truck stop north of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as rampart and funnel, and to act as ramps for our zombie friends. We 've got a little Lynx rufus skidsteer automobile over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of expiry ! By the way, we claim all copyrights and trademarks to that epithet. ``

The Army guy cable were stunned by the demise Pit. We were currently in the eye of passively dispatching a jolly good-sized heard of a couple yard zombilators, at least. We mostly stood safety device, somewhat out of visual modality so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a shot every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, refined ! You do n't even take bait, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning drained, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't have enough people or ammunition to push them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Carlos came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombie films, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making dumb mistakes. They never had a place they could operate down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problems with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a slight confused. The fire might die down or a bird might distract them. But then we just ring this bell we got from a church service. '' I pointed to the Melville Bell hanging out in the midriff of the pit, supported by a 2x4 social system. `` Also, we 've got rotating radio beacon, cop brightness level, to get their attention again. When it gets dense, we have to blank out up the ramp so we can clean out the tramp down dead body. That 's probably the self-aggrandising danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's judgement was spinning. `` You could, wow, ramp up more ramps, dig a deeper pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in sequence to create magic of movement up the Allium tricoccum ... holy place shit, this could really cultivate. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' wellspring, sir, it does oeuvre. But yeah, you could enlarge it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a couple proceedings he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you guy arrive at me a list of what you need ? You 've got a sound setup here and I want to see you succeed. You 're going to need more farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure glee. `` wellspring. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma dickens and Barretts, and plenty of ammunition. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 cycle of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 Imperial gallon of gasolene, and cooler to hold it. A few thousand MRE 's would help. What else. Clothes. Soap. Toilet composition. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yea fencing ! We need fencing material so we can expand our farms. Goats, chickens, cows, and some more phratry, too. ``

Cpl. Flint River wrote down everything.

'' Mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd wish to set up an supplementary post here. Man it with 50 citizenry. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. medical exam trailer and staff. And I 'd like to provide you a commission as a Major in the ground forces modesty. The post will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my spokesperson faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to stay here and raise my crime syndicate. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll persist here and command the entire county, maybe even respective counties. But you will endure here. With our documentation. Meanwhile, we will read your Andres Martinez idea and liberate all of CO, and the commonwealth, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and decorator of the new C. W. Post. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. Flint around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't brook a hazard !

I went back to the theater and told the ladies and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a footling, but I did n't ask that as a blackball. Gayle, however was a trivial different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army guys valse in here and lead over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about fuckhead that live off the governing tit ? ``

Well, SOB, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a estimable deal.

'' baby, '' I said, trying to vocalise hopeful. `` We have to link up with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medicine, more food for thought, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my Kid, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to get, and become something other than just semi-starving zombie scrapper ! We do n't deliver to go back to the old ways of pure covetousness and rapacity, but maybe we can pee-pee a better macrocosm this metre. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this doodly-squat up. I do n't want to be beholden to the US Army, either. But I feel the effective way to improve the reality is to get involved, be the one on the inside and pathfinder policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the world dies completely ... ''

What the shtup did I just say ? I do n't want antic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie feverishness, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. express the Army how to progress these Death pit. 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 ribbon on it, too. Red, white, and dismal stripe with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got several set of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear this for my formal inductive reasoning and computer address to the town.

I stepped out into the family elbow room of my adobe palace to see what the ladies thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

Hugo Wolf pennywhistle. Catcalls. fist ticker. And that was from child Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' Turn around mister, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' Cover me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the scout troop in ... 15 minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't contain that yearn, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform pants and took out my hardening stopcock. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her consistent blouse and took her mammilla out. Staring me down, she lifted her tit to her sassing and began to suck her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't take long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my friend faggot Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

scuttlebutt welcomed !