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Chapter 1 - The Beginning
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Claire looked gorgeous as she rode up and down my raging cock. Her tousle blonde hairsbreadth partially covering her cheek she lolled her head from side to side as her orgasm wracked her entire body. Her beautiful white meat quivered and shook like only big breasts can. Shortly, she collapsed on top of me as her orgasm left her spent of energy.

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

'' Oooooh ... yes ... yes ... '' she cried out, along with the periodic `` Michael '', which was good because that was my epithet. Once, my ex-wife called out `` doubting 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 loose with the ladies. Nothing too deep, nothing too unplayful, just kept it luminance. If the noblewoman was in to me, then, great ! If she was n't, no vexation, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her soft anatomy felt rattling in my paw. Just beautifully squishy and yet firm, with very responsive teat. I pushed it up to her expression and sucked her tit right next to her look. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own pap, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouth. I kissed her and she released her tit ; we both licked it vigorously as my engorged cock continued to bed her sloshed pussy.

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

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

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

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

'' okay baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my cock a duet time and her cunt responded with death-grip grasp as she came. I wanted to cum on her tits and face. I wanted to surface her stallion soundbox with my sperm. I wanted her to know that she was very exceptional to me. I could barely contain my cum.

'' grab your nipple, child ! '' I said as I fucked her.

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

I stroked a couple times and felt the howling flavour as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her tits and went to stuff her face with her hands. My cum splashed onto her tits and a couple flow hit her blocking hands full force play. Dammit, would 've gone right in her rima oris, too. She turned her head as far to the side as it would go. Still, a few stray drop curtain and splashes got through and hit her impudence and neck.

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

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

Savior, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The faucet ran for respective minutes as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm surprised she did n't have a tub or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her whisker, apparently so none of my nasty stuff would derive in impinging with her golden locks. Hey, she did have gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also remember your tune-up coke job was feeble at full, and lasted almost a minute and a half. I was just so energize to have you in my bed that I did n't mind it at the time.

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

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

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

masses should just have signs around their neck. `` I suck at blowjobs. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick cunt. '' It would save us all a lot of trouble in the foresightful run.

I was rather let down. We had talked of taking following workweek off and going to my mass cabin. Spending a hebdomad with her in a cabin, screwing, hiking, fucking, skinny dipping, boffing this beautiful woman. Maybe I could still shout out her and --

No ! Bad ! picnic out of it ! Who needs a selfish smasher ?

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

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

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

It 's a co-op venture between myself and three of my high schooltime sidekick. One of them, David, had this kingdom above a minuscule town. We decided it would make a cool pickup. So we built a small cabin and took turn of events using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain amount of money each month for improvement and such. After 15 years, it 's moderately fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a nice southwestern adobe house. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the rampart are 3 feet of steel, brick, turd, and adobe. The Windows are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are great for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's form of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and concealed storage area where we 've got 3 40'containers of solid food, habiliment, supplies, weapons, ammo. Then, in the garage, we 've got a Unimog ( loony, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater Rhinos, a two seater Razr, and a few bike. I do n't rally the bicycle, though ; too uncoordinated.

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

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

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information Officer '' of our group. Meaning, I built us a net with satellite admittance to the 'net. I had redundant servers and spare parts to endure for years and twelvemonth. role of my job was to download stuff, data. So I downloaded Youtube video of how to hold diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, article on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, caprine animal milking, books on making whisky, plus I ripped one thousand of movies and stored them, too. We had a pretty skillful encyclopedia of noesis and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And porn. I downloaded lot of porn. video recording and stories. guy wire got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Sat after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the wind generator, checked the battery, checked the fuel storey, checked our water cooler ... basically made the home livable.

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

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

'' Uh, what 's on ? '' We had code row for disasters. 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 serious ! Go curb the web site, man ! ``

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

There was ONE Story about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did Sir Thomas More than that. Then there was some guy in Florida a duet eld ago doing that. That 's not exactly a Zombie Apocalypse. I called David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doctor. He said he saw a guy at the infirmary rise up after a pith attack. He bit like three nurses and hospital attendant. The sensitive passed it off as a craze lunatic. ``

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

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

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. snake god. If that 's true, I 'll need more of my gun. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my required AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my married woman, now ex. ( We decided to have standardized accelerator for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's fine, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the fancy cathode-ray oscilloscope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other pistols, and more ammo, and some former dirt. And, dark as well get as a lot food for thought as I can while the store 's are still open.

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

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

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

After a grueling trip base, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to maintain going. I packed up clothes, flick, gewgaw, tv camera, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility dawdler, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff. My jeep I filled with my gas pedal, ammunition, other weapons, my gold and silver rounds, all my tools, and commode of gas. Grabbed my local stash of hard currency, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour superintendent Walmart.

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

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned yield. Filled up an entire shopping cart of peaches and pears and pineapple. Took that out to the house trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another handcart of canned vegetable. Then I went for the canned meats like stews, tunny, chicken, spam, chili. look at two cart for all that.

More trips for soups, veggie, and then the box seat of tater dishes and pasta dishes. More trips for cooking oil, spicery, and more hooey I do n't even no what. At some point, one of the actor 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 heed me asking ? ``

I thought about it for a here and now, then spoke straight up. `` mightiness be the snake god, Stan. You should get make. Get some food and shit. '' I tipped him a couple of one C. He was really helpful.

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

'' Code blue air to ladies wear ! computer code wild blue yonder Ladies Wear ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the helper sheik, Stan.

'' medical, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old Lady fell. But could be a nerve attack or separatrix. We get those sometimes. I got ta go check it out. ``

I paid the clerk. We heard wow coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing section. Two woman staggered out from the rack, large combat injury on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The delivery
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I got the hell out of Dodge, err, capital of Arizona. When the shit hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in traffic jams forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Billy Sunday morning so the road were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily load landrover up the 5,500 ft climbing on I-17 to Flagstaff.

Talked to my brother on the cubicle, they were all making their way to the cabin with their wife. Claire called, she sounded panicky. She apologized, and could I please postulate 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 wet-nurse a tool until it cums.

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did gibe that the door was locked. Sigh. I 'd set them up with as practically stuff as I could, but you can only do so a lot for multitude. They did n't want to come over from Vegas. They do have a shotgun, piss bbl, MREs ... should last them a couple months.

Went up to flagpole and turned east on 40, could see some fires burning in the little metropolis. give way 50 some-odd miles outside of town, then found a slope road to conceal and require a rest.

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

The little town just below our compound in the hills seems to be okay. The news is reporting instances of terrorism on a large scale leaf. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the mediocre and balanced coverage. Do n't need people to sleep with what 's really happening. The website are going crazy though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

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

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

Two more Clarence Shepard Day Jr. went by before the first zombie showed up in town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could learn the gunfire, and could see cars speeding about the office. Mayhem. I considered going down to assist, but, what can one man do ? There were C of them. Plus, I did n't really live 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 base day.

Now, my landrover wrangler already proved to be a pretty soundly zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tires, M/T 's with grave knobby stride. It 's the 4-door model outfitted with extra gas tanks, 5.13 gears, offroad lighter and knickknackery, it 's pretty heavy. And it has a big ass bumper in the front which proved great at knocking over Zed and his Zed booster. But for real endurance, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 fourth dimension stronger than the Jeep, has eminent footing clearance, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became available to the public. This one was originally a command and communicating truck. We rigged it up as an parking brake motortruck with a ravel, medical geartrain, fire fire extinguisher, gun wheel, everything we could think of.

I put on my camo gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear wheel. It has hard plastic pieces that cover the chest and back, forearms, elbows, upper arms. I figured it would be heavy to get bitten that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 magazines for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed boots, skin sentry go, human knee 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, null really matched but what the hell. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just call for 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 townsfolk was quiet, I turned down onto the deserted main street and kept a smell out. In my mirrors I could see a strange internet site ; zombies exiting memory board and turning to abide by my truck. Was everybody dead ?

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

It was quiet. Too tranquillize for the automaton Apocalypse.

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

The zombi spirit moan. We learned to detest and venerate that sound. The groan seemed to be a `` Hey zombi spirit friends, there 's centre over here ! '' kind of a thing. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more zombie moan behind me.

fourth dimension to go. I got back in the cab and was gear up to bend the key when I heard several female screeching from a nearby house. dirt. That 's also the direction where the moan came from.

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

As I climbed the dance step up the porch, I could see many ezed milling about inside, trying to get up the step where the screams were coming from. I took aim and started shooting. Headshots only, you know. Which is n't that easy considering a head is n't very big and they are moving, not holding still. So it took me a barb and sometimes two or three to toss off one. But the AR is semi-automatic, meaning all I have to do is pull the trigger for each bullet, so I can shoot pretty fast. good auto would 've been nice ... shoulda got that instead but that 's illegal in Centennial State. Thanks, politicians.

As the zombies started dropping, the still living ones ... or ... still undead 1, turned and saw me and came my direction. The moan increased, calling their friends.

My first magazine publisher emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the second one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the ones on the stairs. I then tried climbing the stairs, but it was full of blood and gore and really perfectly zombies. The screams remain upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some moans up there, though.

darn ! Some living dead motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a sofa. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of dead Zeds. The distaff howler continued upstairs, I figured I could stamp out this fallen one later.

I ran back out-of-door, started the Mog and backed her right up to the house, destroying the watch fence and garden in the appendage. But now the top of the rear camper box was pretty much in railway line with the porch roof, which led to the back story window. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch masking, and I landed in the on a higher floor 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 bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a cleaning lady trying to obligate off two zombies with chairs. A bunch of people were backed up in the nook of the elbow room. They were n't going to last lots longer. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a small-scale but weighty obligation combination tool of crow-bar and power shovel. The shovel boundary are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw border and a bottle opener, so it 's somewhat sang-froid. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the young girl.

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

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

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

I surveyed the situation, but there was too much going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive stances. Plus a few that seemed to be down. Nobody had any artillery, just some garden rakes and pieces of wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed ready to give up. They were also mostly in chick and heels, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these hoi polloi. My cabin had way as my brother did n't look to be coming. It is sort of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

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

'' Do you have any health check supplying ? '' she asked, desperately. `` First aid kit ? intellectual nourishment ? What ? I 'm responsible for these missy. ``

She was stunning. Her medium length black hair's-breadth was a mess. She was cruddy ; blood and grease on her expression, and I thought she was the prettiest affair I had ever seen. variety of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a secure place, solid food, first aid, Sir Thomas More guns, you 'll be secure. safe than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my hand. `` It 's now or never, sweetheart. ``

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

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

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

'' I have, '' this petite, dirty-blonde haired girl spoke up. `` My dad 's a master serjeant-at-law 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 hold which ejected the round in the chamber.

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

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

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

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

'' skillful girl ! shooter placement, do n't neutralise ammo. Somebody get my helmet ! ``

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

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

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

'' O.K. then. Some of you barricade the stairs so we do n't get caught from stern. '' They started dragging a bureau across the floor.

Erin came outside and let out a `` holy place fuck '' as she saw the Zeds converging on my truck.

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

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

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

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

'' cat, I 'm going down to crystallize them out over here. ``

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

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! red cent missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! click ! Oh yeah, only eight round of golf in my .45. Got ta keep better cartroad when I 'm shooting.

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the snitch brain ! Then I jumped down on the ground as we now had a little breathing way. I waved down a couple girl, put them in the backseat of the truck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an ugly fucker ... Bam ! Went to the back of the truck and cleared that orbit out. Bam ! Bam !

'' clear up ! '' I hollered up to the girls. `` Bring down the hurt little girl ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep lookout man ! ``

Not as gently as we would consume liked, we got the injured girl down and into the camper box of the truck. The former girl struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a couple Sir Thomas More as they neared us.

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead headland and trunk as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening sounds. Two or three days ago, these were moms and dads, tradesman, Samuel Barber, senior high school day kids ... today they are just all in meat walking. This earth sucks.

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

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

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few Sir Thomas More on our way out of town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her facial expression glowed. The other three girls in the back up tail mostly just whimpered and sniffed a little.

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Chapter 3 - The comer
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We got up to my chemical compound. Locked the gate as I was for sure we would take some followers. Found out that the hurt girl was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our little medical checkup room. Yes, we actually have a way for this. Like a lilliputian doctors office staff. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some water and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help note that, underneath her torn blouse, Lorraine had tremendous bosom. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to take the young lady in the kitchen, open up some keister of chili and start up warming them up. Told her about the cornbread mix and butter flakes, and that they should all drink a lot of water.

backrest to the wound Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data guy. My pal David was the Medical Man. He took all the Red hybridisation grooming and CERT course of study and studied the books and shit. I hate blood. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of early people 's origin, either.

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

I cleaned the lesion as best I could. Got out the phonograph needle and sutura thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this time. My stitches would experience made the Frankenstein's monster creature bloom, they were that bad. But they seemed to harbor the peel together. I slathered her with antibiotic cream and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't facilitate but mark that no matter how pretty her mother was, this injured lady friend was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, XVIII. Savior, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle tell me some of their news report, how the missy got here and stuff. I was trying to keep her nous off of what a bad job I was doing.

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

'' That 's the Charles Herbert 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 ... matter ... ( sniff ) the Nazarene ... we 'd all be ... we 'd all be idle 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 ready, I told her we 'd be out in a little bit. She nodded, understanding.

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

'' Shhh ... it 's all right sweetheart ... I 'm Michael. Michael Larson. ``

'' Gayle Sanchez. well, thank you, Michael. You 've saved my animation and my daughter 's ... May I give you a osculate ? ``

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

Our sass met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a s at the most. But we stayed there for several seconds ... then I squeezed her a footling tighter and our osculation became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our brim pressed harder against each other. I became extremely conscious of her breasts pressing into me, and my rooster started to tighten up. Her external respiration increased, along with mine, our oral cavity opened a bit, and for sure enough, our lingua met at the same time. She was muddy, smelled a little, and her hair was completely nonadaptive ; I wanted her badly.

My rooster roared to good attention as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My handwriting slid down to her wench, I could finger the bare skin of her back.

'' Are you guys coming or what ? '' Tina shouted down the Marguerite Radclyffe 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 have -- ''

'' No no, it 's hunky-dory, really ! ``

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

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

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a beat of clapping, then introductions and clinch and squeeze and more hugs. But, I did n't really recall anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty effective looking bunch, and maybe a set of Sister ? Blake and the girls returned to their bowls of chili pepper quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eat on much in 3 daylight. Gayle and I joined in the grub session and the climate was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning felicitous. They were well-chosen to be alive, I was happy to experience some society, better-looking caller at that !

I showed the girls where the shower was, got out some of my ex-wife 's dress and mine too, and told them to try and recover something that fit. They were mostly just camo apparel, 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 up down the away and would be back in a few minutes.

'' I 'll amount with you, '' volunteered Erin, the torpedo dame. `` I 'll watch your back. ``

'' Sure, be sound to have some more eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her grimace and hands. In all the confusedness and fighting earlier, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking respectable looking. Nice little shape, a slight over five animal foot magniloquent and not giant dumbbell. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the other girls, she seemed improperly dressed for the affair, but she did stimulate some boots that seemed to fit.

We went external and got the guns 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.

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my work force as she took the Crovel with the three inch capitulum on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a moment as the zombi spirit tried to get at us. His name tag said `` Jerry Miles Dewey Davis Jr., wad Realty. '' His throat was torn up, must give birth been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombi spirit, he did n't have that completely lousy look like you see in the motion picture. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his heart were all red and splotchy, he stank like shit, and his skin was turning that sallow, pale color.

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

She rammed the spike right into and through his left eye, piercing his mentality. Jerry stopped all his useless gesture, hung there for a indorse, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

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

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

'' No shit. I want to bed just about anybody right now. But I 'm on my blame menstruation ... ''

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

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so good with the unharmed pedigree thing ... screwing, there 's another one over there. ``

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

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

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

'' detainment on, sweetheart. Let 's empty that initiative. '' I did n't want to get guesswork with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

She then knelt down on the primer coat with the rifle between her leg. She pulled it up into her pussy and grabbed her mamilla through her blouse. She moaned with pleasure as she gripped the rifle with her thighs.

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

'' Saviour Savior, yes ! Let me fellate that, please ? Let me suck your big hard prick. ``

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

Fucken A ! She took probably 6 of my 8 inches into her hot oral cavity. Then she bobbed quickly up and down my light beam, her handwriting following her sassing and squeezing my shaft so have it off hard.

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

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a fucking animal today ... you 're a get laid heavy corps killer ... suck that stopcock, suck it suck it suck it oh piece of ass I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

I expected her to deplumate back, but she did n't discontinue stride at all. She kept sucking my backbreaking cock as it began to pulsate and throb.

Fiery shots of sperm exploded into her lip, down her throat. She kept her mouth on the tip as her script stroked me, coaxing out more cum and more cum. She swallowed immediately to relieve oneself way for it all, and swallowed some more.

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

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

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh fuck ... prick ... diddly ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the wave kept cumming.
I spotted a zombi spirit at the fence. I traded hands so my right field was now release to draw my .45.
Boom ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

thunder !

'' Jesus you 're killing me ! ! ! ``

boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom Boom Boom manna from heaven !

And she finally collapsed, her body trembling as her subdivision 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 carnal display in my life. I furiously stroked my dick as she watched. In a few second base I shot a small load right wing on her gorgeous little tits. The sperm was less, but my orgasm was enceinte. Holy shit.

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

'' Maybe we 'll obliterate some more Z tomorrow, '' I said, putting myself back together.

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

'' Yeah, automaton. Zeds. Zees. Zekes. You want to kill some more, right ? ``

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

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

'' You make sure it 's all acquit and I 'll eat your slit till you beg me to cease. ``

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

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

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

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

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

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

'' It can hold off, '' she replied. `` Just some friend. ``

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

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

'' How 's your daughter, um ... ''

'' Lorraine. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my rotten stitchery. Maybe we 'll put some super glue on it to aid varnish up the wounding. ``

One girl shrieked. `` My parents are alert ! In Hub of the Universe ! ``

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical room and re-patched her girl, Lorraine. Found out More of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in bowlder, Centennial State. A chemical group of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car chance event. The Robert William Service was at a funeral abode and, during the service, one of the early beat body came out of the back way and started to seize with teeth folks. This zombie bit five or six people before they subdued it. The girls fled in panic. Gayle, the house mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to spend a penny their way back, massive traffic jams developed as zombi spirit and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their girls died from being bitten earlier. She turned quickly, and bit some of the girls on the bus.

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

Everywhere they went, it seemed to be getting worse. They thought they might hole up in some smaller piazza like Centennial State bound or Littleton, but they were all in the procedure of being over-run. They kept heading south.

They ran out of gas a duet miles from here, and hoofed it into town. Not so comfortable with panic-stricken fille and eminent heel. In town, cipher would help oneself them, the zombies were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned planetary house with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

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

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

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

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

I decided it was metre for a petty change of pace.

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

I made the hot chocolates, and put a openhanded sum of money of Nathan Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a motion picture as the girls found spots on the couches with their pillows. Most were in my boxer shorts and my olive olive drab T-shirts. They all asked what pic, but I would n't severalise them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

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

I brought out the hot 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 spot on the couch in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to decoct on the film to keep 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 hard currency, too. Expand your mind a bit.

I tried to get up at one point for re-fills but the little girl would n't try of it. They made more hot hot chocolate and bailey 's and made for certain I had everything I wanted.

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

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

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

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

I opened the door to chance ... one of the young lady. I could n't consider of her public figure. It 's Kathy, or Katherine, or Katie Lynn or something. She was in my T-shirt and boxers. Her head hung down, her face partially covered by her dark hair hanging down. She lifted her head to me ; she had been crying.

'' Something faulty ? '' I whispered to her in the near darkness. The room was just barely lit by a yoke of light-emitting diode from the router.

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

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for high-priced life. She cried quietly against my chest for various minutes as I rocked her. I did n't want to ask what it was, I could pretty practically figure it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many friends die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got hard because of a naked dead body pressed into me.

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

I moved my helping hand down to her rather plump ass, her soft flesh so bendable in my unattackable manus. She moaned and thrust her lingua in my mouth, searching, exploring. Her hand went down to my cock and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her back. In the dim Light, I could see her marvelous tits splayed out to the sides. Jesus of Nazareth, I did n't cognize she had those ! I went to draw them, but she stopped me. Spreading her stage, she whispered her only words to me.

'' Just bang me. Please. roll in the hay me now. ``

I rolled on top of her, my rock 'n' roll strong cock between her newly trim ramification. With just a little maneuvering, my dick found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a couple multiplication, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my cock was right at her front door. Then I entered her domain of a function. She gasped as I slowly sank my cock into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my cock all the way in. 8 column inch 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 CVA brought new moan and gasp from both of us. We slowly increased hurrying. fiddling faster. Little harder, too. Her slick cunt walls felt so nice and tight on my brand hard shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit hard, I did n't want to let go. But I could feel those look heading my way. And fucking this hot adolescent ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the shtup knows I ca n't even think of her figure ) with her wily cunt is helping the state of affairs way too much. No amount of money of football game intellection are going to stop this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

She only clenched harder, wanting me to cum inside her. Yeah, maybe not right now ...
The come finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some difficulty ) and charge my load from right there. Long streaks of cum shaft out, I 'm not surely where they went as it was nearly blue. I stroked until it was all done. Christ that was nice.

The girlfriend sat up and moved towards my cock, and found it with her mouth. She licked and sucked my cock clean of her and my succus. I 've GOT to come up out what her name is ! I do n't want this to be a former matter. The obvious dawned on me about this metre ; she had n't cum yet.

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my cock just hung in her grimace. But I went to town on her cunt. I just ate her hard, and licked her heavy, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my unit boldness in there. She pumped her clit against my spit as I jammed about of my hand up her dripping slit. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingers and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juices. I slipped my other hand to her ass and pressed in with my Spanish pointer finger. Her juices had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without warning, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in place in her ass and pussy. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and kept my brass right in there. I wanted this baby to recollect this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full luminescence of the LED. She dipped a duet fingers of her right paw into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hired hand up to her right hand nipple and coated it with her own juice. With her bequeath hired hand, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute or so. She did the Lapplander thing again but to her left-hand tit.

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

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

I pointed with my open air deal to my cock, to prove her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all fours, her pussy and ass in plain purview of the dim lighter. She turned her header back towards me and raised her eyebrows. She does n't talk lots, but we seem to sympathize each other pretty well without the chatter.

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

She turned and looked at me again, and shook her head. This could only intend one thing.
'' You sure ? '' I asked. This was n't something that, in my experience, to the highest degree chicks enjoyed very lots. Certainly not young chicks.

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

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

The head slid right in.

She stiffened slightly at low gear, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and forth action at law, I pressed a little harder, going deeper into this usually forbidden area. I did n't need to press to hard, though, and ache her or scare her off.

Next matter I know she just backs up into me, hard ! My rooster sink to the hilt, so bass up inside her.

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her face and blazonry holding it pie-eyed, her ass still pointing into the air to accept her butt-fucking. sentence to go to act upon !

With increasing intensiveness, I fucked her ass good. It 's different than a pussy, sozzled right at the initiative but a bit looser 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 doodly-squat out of it. Still not a sound out of her. Hey, I do n't want her to wake everyone up but I also want to have some shock on her, know 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 fingers. My cop dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her slit and raised her body to conform to each straightaway thrust of my cock.

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

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

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



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

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

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

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

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

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

With sudden blade in her vocalisation and a cold heavy 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 infected. Her breathing is shoal and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

son of a bitch, I thought as I laced up my boot. I do n't make any liquid antibiotics, just pills. But you ca n't prepare an unconscious individual swallow pills and liquid. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' mortal go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in town ? ``

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

'' Does he give IVs to people ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

'' Where 's my shooter female child ? Erin ? ``

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll form a speed run to township. 5 minutes. grab some poop from the Doc 's place. spinal column immediately. 10 minutes, spinning top. We 'll relieve her. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We bounced in to town in criminal record metre. The Unimog is an amazing rig, but it 's not substantial fast, and it 's not real quietly. I had outfitted my jeep with some honest Teraflex character underneath so we could manage the rough road at speed with ease.

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

I cut the visible light and slowed. The Jeep has a tranquilize exhaust system on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make noise on the paving, too.

'' You can drive, justly Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worry. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to back up to the office. I 'm going to wrench on these rear illumination to polish inside. Blake and I will ruin and grab. I want you standing outside, but right by the Jeep. retain it running. I need you to keep open the country top. But do n't germinate until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

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

I busted in a pane of crank on Doc 's front door. The noise made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the hale thing down.

'' Eyes discriminating, '' I whispered to William Blake. `` Keep sweeping the light. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the ringlet. We entered the office.
variety of messy for a Doctor 's office, I thought. newspaper and diddly were on the floor, thing knocked down. Maybe we were n't the commencement to strip the lieu ?

Blake waved towards the back, 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 ... Stupid Stupid STUPID !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a adolescent boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a immediate bite. I could n't get my rifle to pay on something inch away from me. I was form of sitting on my side arm, so that was no good. I punched him a couple times to save 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 reach it ....

Blake screamed.

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

I hit my Zed particularly hard at that second, his forefront seemed to be a slight off kilter now. I risked a glimpse at Blake to see why he was n't helping me.

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

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

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

But she answered with a roaring ! ... roaring ! gold rush !

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

diddlysquat shit shit SHIT !

Blake handed me the paint to the cabinet.

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

'' No sidekick. It 's ok. You did fine. '' What the screw else was I going to say ?

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

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

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bags. I dumped out a trash can and cast off them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking thing and as many pandean pipe as I could. I also threw in some nursing bottle of tablet, and little bottles of liquids that had drug name on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at Blake as he struggled to speak.

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

'' cum on 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 rear Jeep lights.

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

'' You 're a gay son of a kick, '' I said, my voice cracking.

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

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

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road solar flare from the book binding of the Jeep and lit it. I tossed it a couple feet away. I made her beat back away, slowly down Main Street without any lighter and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flare would draw the zombies towards its light, so they would n't keep up us home. We turned the corner, and she punched the atom smasher for home.

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

'' You 're lately, '' 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 ass belt on, I do n't think back doing that.

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

We pulled in to our complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the shabu basket entire of drugs and began sorting them out on the table. All the other girls were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to find. It only took about three more minute until mortal asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

My pharynx clamped up as I tried to choke back the teardrop and the screams. They all looked at me. I could n't talk.

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my phonation sounding weird to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. Click on the host picture, right. mouse click Medical, ok click the IV pamphlet, click that file, yeah intermixture. ``

Fortunately, I had my downloaded files pretty well organized. We skimmed and found the directions for the proper sum of money of antibiotic fluid for the IV bag. Erin put in the correct amount.
Then we searched the videos and found how to insert a business line for the IV. Gayle watched it twice.

She looked at me, my hands were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

She got it on the beginning try. We set the dripping pace, and hoped for the best.

'' Get some towels under her, '' I said quietly. `` We do n't hold 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 chair. The girls tried to soothe me, but I did n't want any of that. Erin understood that. She moved them away from me and started to get everyone back to bed. It was right on about midnight.

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

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

'' Thanks. ``

'' I 'm not doing this to be nice to you, '' she said, bluntly. `` I need you to calm the nether region down and bulge performance again. Now, tell me what happened. ``

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

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

I put my headway in my bridge player and sobbed. That poor fucking kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another double shot.

'' expression, Michael. Blake was a sweetly kid. But he was n't a battler. When we all crashed into his house, he did n't help stand off the zombi, he just stood there. It 's not your flaw. ``

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

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her gens. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not indisputable what your program is, but you better determine what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... attender right now. And you 're like some paladin father human body to them. Watch your step. goodness Nox, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a severe sleep.

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

'Basic Training'began with a speech about this new mankind, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't have any to a greater extent William Blake incidents, etc. We did an hour of calisthenics and cardio.

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

Finally, it was time for hold up fervour training. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the rest of us went up to the roof with one AR and the 10/22 and a gang of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the death moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly dependable, though. Zed ca n't mount 12 metrical unit erect walls.

I had Erin display the proper stance and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a duad pileus, two ezed fell.

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

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' Still low, crap sure you 're using the front stack, origin up both sights. ``

BAM !

'' And he 's down ! nice one ! match more than now. ``

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one compass point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my threshold last night 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 have developed a confused but still impregnable disfavour towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't mean we are exclusive. Although, she is so darned attractive. And perfumed, and strong. Christ ...

We broke for lunch and got the sound news ever, Lorraine was awake ! Gayle introduced us
formally for the number one 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 skillful to satisfy me, and held my hand for a few present moment. Gayle ushered me out of there.

The ease of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 utter zed on your property ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a shed. Rebar, that superintendent strong brand they use in concrete construction. We tied two rophy to that so two or four people could haul them across the terra firma. There was a lowly indenture in the earth outside the fence line, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the best military posture training exercise. You used you legs, arms, dresser, core, everything.

I need these daughter to be strong. I need to count on them. We need to take back our world.
chump stayed behind with Lorraine so Gayle could make water dinner ready for everyone, which was nice.

I really liked the busy activity all day. It sort of facilitate keep Blake out of my head. But in the eve, he came back to bother me. A lot. The young lady put on Legally blond. No, not a smut, 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 reckoner, checked the instrument panel for new information, put out some info. We, the scattered few still connected to the Web, were trying to tell apart if death was caused by the snack only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed baloney on you and it gets in your oral fissure or eye or a cut. cipher 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 Romero zombi spirit ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to reek, phone and motion, and eager for human figure to eat. Well at least cypher has seen any hunt down zombies. Unfortunately, it seemed that any dying was now a turn-into-a-zombie effect. Not just from a snack, but a inwardness attack, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land maps, and tried to intend of some programme. winter was coming. We could n't industrial plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The briny thing was, we needed to clean house out the town. But before that, we needed to get these girlfriend in contour and properly outfitted. They were all fag out clothes and skid that did n't really fit.

One to a greater extent day of training, then we 'll make a another high-speed dash into town for some stuff.
I heard the movie ending and the political party was breaking up. I went out to say goodnight to everyone and to pee. Six beers, ya know. Told everyone that we 're iron 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 have intercourse me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the Holocene event. Lorraine 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 laborer, and I tried going to sleep. But nix happened. As I lay there, I heard fingernails tapping on my door again. Shit. My mind was n't in the rightfield place for this. Blake 's death weighed very heavily on me.

She tapped again.

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

I flung the threshold receptive, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Samuel Johnson sisters. They were n't twins, being a couple years apart, but they had a strong family resemblance. Light Within blood-red hairsbreadth, fair skin, cute little freckle ... oh man.

'' Yeah, lady friend ? ``

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

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

well, I was still very upset about the Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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

The two girls stood veracious in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her shaved pubic area. She raised Kristin 's leg sort of past times me, so she was stepping on the sharpness of the desk. Kristin held on to the paries for backup. Lizzie proceeded to fondle Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her parting. And all the while she 's whispering `` Look at these tits ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and things like that. I was concerned for Kristin at outset, but she seemed to bed it, especially when Lizzie moved around to kiss Kristin 's pussycat. I went from 80 % hard to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a pair of triplet before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the porno. One of the young lady is usually shy, and then someone gets their feelings hurt because they are n't getting decent aid or whatever ... about people just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, different story ! Lizzie stopped eating her sis 's pussy and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous oral cavity was enhanced by the dripping pussy succus from Kristin. Deliverer, kissing a hot young girl, who 's got her own Sister 's juices on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't aware at the time, but all 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 chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my face in Kristin 's young cunt alright. Her succus already flowing from her baby 's tongue, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my appease assault.

And this is where it gets sort of fuzzy. Lizzie went and sucked on Kristin 's mammilla some more ... then both of us were sucking Kristin 's tits ... then I got rolled on my back and had Lizzie 's slit smashing my face and my putz up Kristin 's cunt.

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

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

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you get down that stuff, gripe ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her mouth as she licked her baby ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her sister firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and forth. Some ran down Kristin 's boldness. The two girl entwined their legs and dig their pussies into each other, cumming voiceless simultaneously in just a match transactions. I forced my way from behind so I could try and drub both of their cunts. Nice.

We kept fucking, and grinding cunts, and I came in Lizzie 's nerve and Kristin licked it all off and swallowed it. Lizzie, tempestuous about that, demanded I fuck Kristin in the ass for her transgressions. I remember Kristin not being too excited by that, but Lizzie stuck her natural language completely up Kristin 's ass, then slipped in a digit with some spit and pussycat succus. Finally she had three fingers in there and pronounced her ready.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' I do n't really suppose we should be killing these ... citizenry ... ''

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

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

'' No. I 'm serious.. I 've been doing a lot of thinking these last few twenty-four hour period. I think this is the
apocalypse. Armageddon. You know, from The al-Qur'an of Revelation. This is the Tribulation.

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

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

Hey, I 'm a truster in the U. S. US Constitution. You want to believe in the Big Sky pappa, go veracious ahead. That 's your rightfield, it 's section of the starting time Amendment. You want to believe in the flying Spaghetti devil ? Fine. I do n't care. But your freedoms and rights end when they impact my freedoms and rights.

I tapped my java cup a few sentence on the board. The blaring dimmed, and finally stopped as all eyes turned towards me.

'' Patsy ... you can believe what you want to consider. But, you are also a guest in my firm. My plan, for all the occupants of this firm, is to try and get through this snake god apocalypse, and to keep living and kill the bad guys. I want to plant harvest, I want us to be safe. I want us to last. I kind of thought those were mutual feelings we all had. I expected everyone in this house to work towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

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

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

'' Well, we just ... wait for God to depict 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, '' chump said. stress on the 'you 're'; entire of scorn. `` No, we have to wait for a augury. ``

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

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

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

I ate the eternal rest of my breakfast. The girls were all agitated with Patsy and they argued with each other. I looked at soft touch. Pretty girl, dyed blonde hair, nice firm consistence, obviously somewhat smart as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious wacko or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my problem anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a nice backpack, filled up.

'' chump. start of all, I 'm sorry to have infringed on your beliefs. That was wrong of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it evident you do n't desire to stay here. So I put together a piffling kit here, '' I indicated the knapsack. `` There 's H2O for three Day, solid food, a crown, gloves, matches, oh and a Bible, of track. Let 's see, no arm, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

'' What ... what do you stand for ? '' asked sucker, suddenly very afraid.

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

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

'' chump, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't have someone here who I ca n't desire not to leave a door exposed on intent. '' I held up the ingroup for her.

'' Gayle ? '' fall guy pleaded.

Gayle looked at her understructure. `` You know, Patsy, I think Michael 's right field. 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 Angels. I 'm not going to risk that you want these affair to live ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' Surely goodness and clemency will follow me, all the Clarence Day of my life. ``

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

I went to my room and returned with the .308 rifle. It 's got a 16 power oscilloscope on it, and I 'm pretty good with it. I can hit a 1-foot steel home base 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 headland. Patsy did n't funk, just keep right on repeating her Psalm for what seemed like the 23rd time.

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

manna from heaven !

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

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

BOOM ! got her.

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

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

Then I fired again at Zach and missed. Moving butt at 500 1000 are hard.

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

That fifth Zach was now walking in a straight line away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... hold ... roaring !

Got him ! But my fervor was short lived as we saw various more Zach 's cum from the town area and headed to where Patsy would be. They were out of image, 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 landrover or something ! '' But to my surprise, Gayle responded to the contrary.

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

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

We spent the residual of the day preparing our arm, teaching the girls how to care for and clean them, ran through more drill to clear press etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's hoard of standardized arm. My buddies wo n't take care, since they are gone ...

The mood was, okay. multitude were disappointed with fall guy, but nobody seemed to be upset with me. I just hope we do n't see her as a new 'Angel'. I wo n't hesitate to shoot her zombi body, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my program for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` passe-partout 's computer hardware and Dry trade good '' memory. The girls need underclothing, shoes that fit, and some clothes, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big mamilla. And I need them to be capable to run. Big bouncing boob are fun to determine in slow up apparent motion when they run, but in a Zed office it ai n't assuredness to suffer things going in all management. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to need two unpaid worker for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now view as on a second. I need the great unwashed who are good shooter, can move quick, and do n't bear in mind getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, pitiful sweetheart, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, cocksucker ! ``

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

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

So instead of a motion picture that night, we all cleaned the artillery and checked our packs. We loaded the Jeep with some patronage good, like congius jugs of water supply and canned foods in case we found some survivor. Also some dry foods like jiffy potatoes and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm serious. We need to be up bright and former and set to go. ``

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

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Chapter 7 - dad 's Little young lady
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We dressed for fight as best we could. The motorcycle helmets fit the baby, but was too big for Erin. We put some towels in there to work it sit better. We were finally ready.
Acutely aware of how well the lastly outing went, when we lost William Blake, this farewell was a bit tearful.

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with tears in her middle. I held her berm, afraid to extend to her rear. 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 Main Street, we could see the all in zed from the other day. nonentity is cleaning up the Town. We stopped in front of `` schoolmaster 's '' store. Peeking in the Windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the shabu lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the stock. I did n't want to just shoot and rupture up the field glass, I wanted to continue some wholeness to the computer storage. Talking to the girls, we drove the Jeep around the side of the store. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the jeep and went up the fire escape to the secondment floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the area. 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 excavator with a razor sharp edge.

I took two steps downstairs, and was met by a Lester Willis 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 head teacher. Then a doorway opened up behind us. discombobulation reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't know who to direct it at. My girlfriend were yelling, so were the boys ; this was very strain and could go bad in a rushing. But I could see these were young Thomas Kyd. I did n't think 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 real slow, we are n't here to smart you. We want to buy or switch for some things. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' And I 'm Sir Thomas Wyat ! '' said the other one, making sure as shooting he got precede also.

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

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

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

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

'' wellspring guy wire, I 'm very sorry for your deprivation. But we need some things for the girls. You fellas postulate water ? Food ? ``

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

Wyatt slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't want to expect 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. '' Morgan, apparently the younger one, cried a little. Kristin went to him and hugged him. Erin moved towards me, as Liz sidled up to Wyatt.
'' If it 's okay with you guys, '' started Erin. `` Michael can ... help you with this. '' Nice diplomacy ! Who knew she was so sensitive ?

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

I opened the backdoor with the key from James Wyatt, and I quickly dispatched short Publius Vergilius Maro with my Crovel. Erin helped me drag him outside. We cleaned up the origin so the boy would n't see anything.

The atmospheric state lightened up then. The two sister went shopping with the male child helping. For a icky small town, they had pretty undecomposed stuff. I guess there 's a pretty far-famed trailhead up in the woodwind, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing lastly minute gear.

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

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

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

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

windfall !

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

gold rush !

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

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

I pointed out a few down the other position of the street. Erin gleefully adjusted her placement and took them down. One scene each. She 's a even crack shot, a natural.

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

manna from heaven !

But this time, instead of 'yeah child'or something, she just sort of moaned a petty, like `` Mmmmm-hmmmmm. ``

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

'' You 're an awesome shot, sweetheart ! '' And I rested my helping hand on her tailored slight ass.

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

windfall !

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

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

Erin exhaled, I paused, and BOOM !

I slipped my in-between fingerbreadth inside her pussy, it slid in with no friction at all.

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

And I jammed three more fingers up her oozing cunt.

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

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

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

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

I squeezed her button in between my thumb and fingerbreadth, her little swollen brother sent shivers throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' nookie ! ! ! ``

bunce !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with acuate contractions. Her juice literally flowed over my finger's breadth. I jammed my digit into her mouth, she licked and sucked down her juice and moaned at me. I pulled my paw out.

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

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my Daddy, '' she said softly. `` screw me Daddy. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me concentrated pa ! Let me kill these fuckers and get it on me, Daddy. ``

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

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

manna from heaven ! She shot this charwoman Zena in the head.

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

BOOM !

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

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as surd as I could while she tried to finish the perfectly Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

Erin rested the gun and took her nooky like a champ, bucking her pelvic arch back into my thrusts. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing cock sank mystifying and deeper into her body.

Erin reached down to her puss and frigged herself for a few moments, then took that hand and tried to thrust it in my face. She succeeded, smearing my face with creamy twat cum.

I smacked her ass hard.

'' Are you my little fucking fancy woman ? huh ? ``

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

'' Daddy 's little fucking whore ? Huh infant ? ``

'' Yes Daddy oh my fuck GOD ! ``

'' You like papa 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah dada keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh FUCK YES pa ! Cum in me pop ! ! ``

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

And I came inside her like a tidal Wave. I could sense her pussy bulwark declaration around my cock as she came also. Hot sperm met hot snatch juice to create white-hot lava inside her cunt.

'' Jesus Erin ! '' I cried out. `` Fuckkkkk ! '' And I pumped and squeezed the shoemaker's last bits of spermatozoan out of my throbbing dick.

'' Oh pop '' Erin whispered, I could barely hear her in the spark morning breeze. `` daddy ... daddy ... ''

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

'' Clean me up, babe, '' 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 balls, swallowing down both of our juices.

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

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

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

Erin stood up and tug me a little bit on the shoulder. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her mouth and tongue. She held me so crocked for such a slight thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four magazines. 120 circle. With misses and on-purpose shots fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

I pulled the little two-way radio out of my shoulder joint pocket and put in a claim to the house.

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The tall one ? hammerhead ! ``

Yeah she 's the marvelous one. At to the lowest degree six feet. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you guy cable ? We hear a lot of stab. Oh, and Lorraine says to tell you 'negative Ghostrider, the pattern is full'. What the hell are you cat talking about ? ``

I chuckled out flash while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All good here. Little Panthera tigris is quite the sharpshooter. The Sister are negotiating for goods as we speak. will hold back back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's time to buzz the pillar'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

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

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As Erin and I neared the freighter floor, we heard some scuffling and what sounded like one or both of the girls screaming. We bolted down the last couple on pace, my Crovel held prepare to swing and Erin 's AR ready to send away. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the memory board, about 30 ft, was a chalk case about 15 foundation long that held knives, binoculars, and other richly dollar items. It was also the checkout orbit with register and acknowledgment posting machine.

Leaning against the case were our two baby, naked as jaybirds. Their arms outstretched, they were holding onto the opposite side of meat of the case. They were holding on because the two brothers were fucking them from behind for all they were worth. They were facing us, but cipher saw us as they were in several throe of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The male child froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

'' okey ... I 'm going to the landrover. precipitation it up, boys. make out on Erin. ``

We started outside. I could hear Liz saying to James Wyatt `` Get back here and have intercourse me ! He 's delicately ! ``

I found an area out back of the store that seemed to have middling 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 minute or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

Erin looked away. `` No. it was n't like that. My Padre left when I was 11. He never paid much attending to me. I always tried to get his tending, but he never seemed to wish a lot. I guess, psychologically speaking, I probably have some serious 'daddy issues'. Maybe if the automaton did n't come I 'd end up a ecdysiast somewhere. ``

We both laughed.

'' Does it bother you ? '' she asked `` I can bar 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-God. And, the fucking is overnice. Very courteous. Oh turd contribute me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

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

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

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

I had to drink down him. He 's not a human 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 tears in my optic, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the golf hole. maddened at the fucked up world, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, dada. ``

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

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

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... dad ... I do n't want you to be my fellow, or husband. I do desire to keep fucking you. And I love you, I do. But as far as long-term goes, well you 're probably more suited to Gayle. Maybe I 'll find someone to steady down down with. Like the Dizzy sisters have. ``

I finished covering up Vergil. `` seed here, sister miss. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a fiddling bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be pappa with welfare, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The company
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The passe-partout boys were dressed, but looked a piddling sheepish. The Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a trivial level. must 've been a pretty good sentence on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out loud and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

thing move quickly in the New World.

'' fountainhead, not so fast. This seat is very vulnerable. Glass windows all over, the back doorway ignition lock could n't stop over a seven-year-old ... '' tinker's dam. What to do ?

'' Ok, boys. You 're coming with us. You need to get mama Gayle 's commendation. If you pass that test, then tomorrow we 'll descend back and fix this seat up. ``

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

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

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

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


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There was expectant agitation at the house as the new boys were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Lyndon Baines Johnson sisters made it very light ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the sisters, so that was beneficial. Then the young lady discovered their new clothes, and the shrieking was nearly unbearable. place that fit ! drawers that fit ! Underwear !

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

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

'' Little jade ! '' I replied as I finished off another 30-round magazine. `` Your period just ended, you 've got a few to a greater extent days until you ovulate. Thought you might wish that. ``

'' I did, Daddy-man. And whatever happens here, you can hump whoever you want, I do n't give care. But you can always know me. Okay dad ? ``

'' okeh, Little Tiger. '' We hugged and kissed.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, for sure, love to be intimate you any where you want it ! ``

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

'' So yeah, just tug the patches through, without dinging the English of the drum -- ''

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

'' Can you show me ? I want to bulge out doing this sort of stuff with you guys ! I 've shot before. And I 'm feeling all proficient. '' Lorrie gave me her sweetest grinning she had, which was a bang gracious one that could very well beam a thousand ships to war.

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

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

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

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

'' wellspring I want to tear my weightiness around here. Can you teach me ? ``

'' wellspring, Lorrie ... sweetheart ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be easy, with a gun, but it can also get really tough real 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 leftover neck and went all the way down to her pantline on the correct 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 hands and turned around to testify me her back. But mostly all I could see was the side of her tits, even from behind her. They were that big. I threw her shirt over my shoulder.

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

piece of ass great is how you 're doing.

'' Savior 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 suspire. I never stitched anything before. The job itself looked terrible, but the cutis was holding and was n't infected.

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her abject hip. Her bare hips. Saviour Christ her peel is so piano and tender ...

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

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

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

'' I do n't guess you 're a kid ... '' With a organic structure like that ? She 's all cleaning lady, all the meter. `` But, you need to use up it easy with that back. I do n't want any stitches to come out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, people are likely to come back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the former girls, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' Arms up. ``

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

I took her T-shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her munition, head, then over her mammilla until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she left to rejoin the others. I stood there like, What the piece of tail ? They are taking turns ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the worst affair that could fall out, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a little concerned. We have to strengthen their edifice country, it 's not very secure right hand now. And we need to train those male child up. They need to get a lilliputian, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few daylight I think it would be mulct. We need to take off taking back the town anyway. Would be good to have a forrard base of operations there. We 've got radiocommunication. We could hook them up with a set of solar panels. It could form. ``

We had a nice dinner of bitch stroganoff, from my supply of dehydrated food. Canned stunner for sweet. Also had lots of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the pill, touched the screen a few meter, and the adjacent thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the verbaliser. It 's a party !

The boys shoved the table to one side, and we had a dance floor. Rihanna 's meter were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a professional dancer or anything, but I do cause rhythm. So I was able-bodied to pretend I had some moves. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the chorus :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly good !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't give care I like the smell of it !
Sticks and stones may break my ivory
But chains and whip excite me ! ``

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

Then Erin put on an golden oldie, `` force it '' by salt'N Pepa.

With all the `` Ooh baby, baby '' verses, it was getting dotty. Erin jumped up on the board and took off her tee shirt and shook her glad niggling boobs for everyone to see ! The boy were dancing with their female child, but it was kind of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was lots of bumping and detrition, and 'getting all up'on me, the son, and the girl on each other in some serious dirty dancing.

We started throwing our drinkable around, and it was becoming a wet T-shirt night. Payton took off her shirt adjacent, and danced around in her new bra. I could study 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 adjudge `` Party On ! '' when we heard the shitty sound of a zombie moan, 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, Tiger ! '' I called to her. `` Let 's do this quiet-like. ``

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

3 Zeds were at the wall of the house. soul had n't locked the gate.

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

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

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

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bathrooms and bedrooms. I was the last to use a wash room. Got myself a shower bath, finally. Got to retrieve to contain the body of water levels tomorrow in the depot cisterns, I reminded myself.

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

'' Hey, '' she said. `` Leslie Townes Hope you do n't mind ... there 's nowhere else to kip. ``

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

I got ungarbed, 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 degree angle.

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a woman masturbate is one of my bully pleasures in animation. 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 go along doing it. I want to see you cum. ``

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

I settled into the position professorship. `` exactly talk a piddling. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? Show me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to drub me hard ... and put your tongue on my clit ... and seize with teeth it a little ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her digit slipped inside her twat as she talked.

'' And I want your cock. I want you to ... um ... fuck me. '' She slipped in two fingerbreadth. `` I want you to know me good. Fuck me severe. roll in the hay me a lot. Fuck me harder. And harder. '' Three of her fingers fucked her cunt now.

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

'' And I want to suck up your rooster and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her cunt and daintily put one in her oral cavity. Her lips enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean of her succus. She did that to the other two.

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

'' Yes sister, tell me more. ``

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

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

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

'' Oh Jesus that slovenly woman ! '' she cried. But she was excited.

'' I fucked her from behind. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck fuck fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

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

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

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked large. She was n't the prettiest of the cluster by a long shot. But who the screwing tutelage. She was awesome.

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

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

'' Jesus that was avowedly ? ``

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

Without faltering she reached around and put a finger in her own butthole, with her other manus rubbing her clit hard.

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

She writhed in pleasure as she convulsed from her orgasm. When she was spent, I grabbed her ramification and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could fuck her dear. And I did. I shoved my dick all the way up her drip cunt so honorable she did n't know what hit her. I had to plough her over, face-down, so she could cry 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 care jelly as I pounded her pussy into submission.

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

At one point, the room access opened and Erin stuck her head in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'star sign with my finger to my backtalk. She nodded and sat on the level. Pulling her minuscule stew pants aside, she rubbed her pussy as she watched me fuck Payton.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Just observance. Maybe she thought I needed some assistance ... ''

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

'' Erin, '' gasped Payton. `` poke my puss or get out of here. ``

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

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

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

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her rude high. She swallowed the cum in her mouth, but the rest of it was streaming down her face.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her shock to find Erin.

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

I was taking genial notes. Erin had a way ... between her kissing and fondling and lactation, 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 splendiferous knocker. I slopped up some pussy juice onto an bring out mammilla, Erin saw that and just plunk on it.

I began to find a bit surplus ... but then, later, they made up for it.

- - -

The adjacent morning we had powdered egg, lyophilized ham, and flannel cake. All good manners of Momma Gayle, with some assistant from Lorrie, of course. That tinker's damn is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the circumstances. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

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

We parked the Unimog at the east end of Main street. It already had some followers. The aplomb thing about the Mog is its height. No topic what the zed do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't break the glass. They ca n't climb into the cab. So we Parked it in the middle of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for grievous long range and stopping force. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The thought was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring in more Zachs, and they would restrain shot. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, J. P. Morgan, and Wyatt went down to a incline street at the whole other end of the small town. We pulled up to the cobbler's last sign. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boys had pitchforks. We also had pistols, all of us. The estimate, though, was to go quiet and check the houses.

The first one was a piece of cake. Tapped on the doorway, all quietly. The star sign was unbolted, nobody inside. We checked for medicines and food, found a pretty effective cache of rump. Some good food for thought in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No artillery. Some old lady wearing apparel, that 's about it. We stacked the cans on the porch for later pickup.

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

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

Found a little food, a .38 revolver with 9 cuticle, some 42-year old man-about-town, and some unsporting apparel. But we took everything we could find. Candles, aluminum foil, baggies, toilet paper, matches, dog food.

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

'' Who is it ? '' a female person vocalisation called out.

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

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Wyat Edgar Lee Masters. From the fund ! ``

The lady came and opened the doorway cautiously, then let us in. The lady 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 good for the wintertime. Come spring, I 'll be needing some supplying, though. You reckon we 'll get some power and food by then ? ``

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

'' It 's Miss. Homer Armstrong Thompson. Never had often penury for no man. Although, I do form of like your panache, Slim. '' She let that hang. I was n't certain what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, to the lowest degree not by an old gentlewoman. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

'' Hmph ... well ... Miss Count Rumford, 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 hind end. `` Stud, '' she whispered and laughed.

We went through 30 More houses, but no other livelihood folk music. portion of deadened torso, though ; human and zombie spirit. Did regain a decent 1911 like mine, four hunt rifles in several quality with a few boxes of casing for each.

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.

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

We piled into the Jeep and shot back towards main street. We got some more info from Erin ; they had moved the truck to try and get a better location to shoot from.

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

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

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

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

We broke into the abject floor of the really estate berth. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could hear more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` calculate out below '' and threw a match more ezed down the stairs. gunshot followed as Erin or individual killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The z were now converging on us. We each fired our pistols until they were vacuous. The floor was slippery from all the ichor and bloodshed, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. 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 zombies with just her rifle barrel. Crying and screaming, she was going to lose the fight in the next few second gear as the combined weight of the two big man zombies was probably 400 pounds.

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

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! pattern a perimeter ! What have I been talking to you about for the last 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 landrover, running down zee 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 bites, but she was clear. Her mom held her, they rocked together slowly in an old rocking chairperson by the front door.

I sat down and held my straits in my men. Jesus I almost fucked up again ! We need to a greater extent preparation before we can do this form of thing !

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

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

Ashamed, Erin went up to the stairway. Probably to the clock column so she could sprout more zeds.

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

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

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

zombie spirit moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the topical anesthetic boys after dinner. I wanted to get hold out what commercial enterprise were in town or nearby. Gas Stations, stores, welding store, sporting goods memory, engine repair shops, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her room. I told her no, sit down with me and listen. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a mates hours, we did more P90 training, except for Lorrie. Well, she did a modified reading. She is n't all that flexible yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any happiness right then.

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

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a yobo face CRT screen and you could babble out with them. They were much lite than Motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still tire out goggles with them. We found all kinds of pads and protective equipment for the branch and weapon system, also. The objective was to build ourselves hard to bite.

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

At the Lawnmower reparation shop, we got tons of lawnmower blades. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals smaller hands, then wrapped it in paracord to make a nice hold. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like goal. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rip, the problematic kind, not Mary Jane blood. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the middle one facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

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

Many had come up our way over the final few days, 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 couple them up with a like-sized person, if it was your round you got what you got.

beingness generally unretentive, except for Payton, the fille were having a tough time with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's weaponry were too long. The girls learned to chop off an arm or two first, then go for the kill. Or sound off them in the articulatio genus so Zed fell down. Then it was an well-heeled kill shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. a lot better ! operose vacillation to the knee joint, down they went. Then they were well-situated pickins for a rake-shot to the head. So that became our primary tactic ; crease them out in the open, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

Reports from the outside world were disheartening. entire city like New York had fallen into consummate shuffle. The internet was pretty bound. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those silicon valley guy rope always had keen security.

The HAM wireless account were terribly. Mostly just lonely calls from citizenry in bother. We could n't go avail them, nobody was around us. After a while we quit turning it on.

- - -

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

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

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

And they brought out all form of respectable stuff. Including hostess Donettes ! And Hostess cherry pie !

'' But ... but.. how ? They went out of line of work a yr ago ! ``

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

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

'' From the Baskins mansion. Mr. Baskins did n't ask 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 respectable wellness. Although I may not don the Drakkar until we get back tonight ! '' They all laughed. Zed had a good nose, did n't need to gift him any extra hints.

'' As for you guys ... well 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 better ! Right ? ``

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

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

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower down first since it was `` Daddy admiration day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my rain shower on. Would be nice to get clean-living beginning, for once.
I was just getting some black blood off my arms when the door opened. I was please ! We were so focused lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the guy rope, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

'' chaparral your binding, mister ? '' she asked sweetly.

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

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

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

'' They all seem to be really fussy outside, sharpening, reloading, digging fix for the Zekes. Do n't occupy, it 's still daylight, they 'll be fine. ``

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

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

Something very warm and sarcoid squished into my spinal column as she reached around me for the easy lay and that scrubby, downy thing that you wash with. It could only be her tits. Jesus, they covered a lot of literal demesne, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my vertebral column, slowly but firmly pushing. My cock was lengthening a footling with anticipation.

She washed my branch as they hung by my side.

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

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

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

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

I was disappointed as her hands traveled back around to my glower binding. But then, I was please as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that feeling skillful .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my cheeks with the scrubby thing, washing my asshole and taint. I hung my psyche down, letting the hot water supply cascade down my back.

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

And with that, she dropped the scrubby and massaged my butthole. She leaned into me again with her tits and consistence. She reached around with her early deal and gently traced her fingers along my impossibly hard light beam. But that finger on my ass ... it went inside ...

'' You like this, dad ? ``

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

'' No fan. Just one. Up to the get-go knuckle joint. So about one inch or less ... '' Well it felt like Johnny Reb The Wad himself was back there. Jesus. I 'll be a footling more careful with young lady in the future when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my putz a good liquidity crisis then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to snog my ass impertinence. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the naughtiest of shoes. I could n't believe it.

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

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

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

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

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

My left hand massaged a tit as my redress handwriting 's fingerbreadth slipped up inside her. Jesus she was so wet inside. Her stiff nipple tried to fend up to my tweaking, but I pinched and rolled it all around, causing Gayle to groan softly.

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

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

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

I spread her ass cheeks and buried my face between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I kind of settled in with my quarter round in her butt and saturated my lips and tongue on her pussy. Her tangy tone covered my face as I tried to burrow into her bitch. Again, I was gladiolus I had stocked up so many razors, not a fuzz in sight.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I fondled her lusciously heavy bosom, and then clamped my mouth down on one as I fucked her. I sucked her tit hard, drawing as lots as I could into my mouth.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got more aggressive, slapping both her tits with both my script. These slaps were n't hard enough to knock anyone down or anything, but her tegument was turning a good for you shadiness of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to beset her swaying boobs.
I was getting a Brobdingnagian boot out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my cock, and watching those tits jiggle with each smack was too much for me.

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

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

I could n't defend it. I came.

As always, that first jibe felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my nervure. Each subsequent spurt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my voluptuous shaft enter her slit as I pumped more and more than spermatozoan into her.

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

My cock began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my cock before the shower washed us sporty. I could see she got a skillful lot down her throat.

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

'' Probably wo n't be any hot H2O left for them ! '' I half-joked.

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

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

I squirted a pretty gravid load right hand onto her tits, then a couple smaller 1, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her breasts as she leaned over and licked my stopcock clean.

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

... except for her daughter ...


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Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch perfect'and sang along with all the a capella songs, the young lady were all variety of sappy and a bit strange. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next 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 suffer to look long.

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

'' What 's a gracious young woman like you doing in a place like this ? '' I asked her.

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

'' I just came to talk, '' she said. She had a bottleful of my prized Justin pinot noir and a couple spyglass. We sat down, me in my rolling electric chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of things, but mostly about our situation and what my plans were for the future. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of oeuvre. What we really needed was a way to realize a zombi free area so that we could then begin farming operations. Plus we now had lots of new sass from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were courteous, but generally a bit senior. Still, some of them had farming desktop. But former than the Master 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the daughter ages.

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

'' fountainhead I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got kind of defensive. `` I think we 've got a very crack at making something -- ''

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm sure you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is hard to say ... I want Lorrie to possess the love of a full man. stir a home. You know, those form of things. ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yes but you are n't old-old. But even if there were a chiliad guys to opt from, I 'd want you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're good at keeping everyone alive ... plus you 're amazing at sex. ``

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

'' But what ? ``

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

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

She 's in beloved with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two independent emergence here. telephone number One is, you, Gayle. And routine Two, I 'm not certainly I 'm ready to settle down just yet. I mean, I will at some point, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to keep our group going. I do n't know if I have time for a genuine relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty 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 ready to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not sure enough I would clean Lorrie at this point. ``

Gayle kind of made a disappointed face.

'' No, I mean aught bad about Lorrie. But I do n't know her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't seem so surprised. We get along pretty fricking groovy. And, I think the great sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to imagine about it. go along it in mind. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my room access some Night ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm o.k. with that ! Just .... be prosperous on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a Virgo. ``

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

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

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

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

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the sleep of her wine-coloured. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't sound good at all, does it ? I mean, I at least require you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupefied now that I say it out loud. ``

I drank the respite of my Pinot and poured us both some more.

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

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like kill a crew of zombi with your bare fists and follow back for your reinforcement. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go look her up. Sophia, I mean. mark out some of the younger photograph of her, when her hair is fairly straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's teat are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the elbow room a bit, then I knelt down in front of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hired hand on her boldness. `` Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to drop the quietus of my liveliness with her ... how could I possibly only micturate passion to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her fully lips. Her hired hand came up to me, she ran her finger's breadth through my hair.

Our lips pressed a little unfaltering together and our sweet kiss turned a niggling hotter as I moved into her a little more. I broke the buss, only to get a slightly dissimilar Angle and bulge out kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her take down lip, and sucked it into my backtalk, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her spinal column against the rampart. With both my hands gently holding her face, I kissed her with passion and tenderness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her manus underneath my T-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to snog me as she pulled me secretive to her.

'' Deliverer, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being nice. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` Stand over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a baby ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk visible 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.

'' Sweet Jesus Christ, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nobody 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your linear perspective, Gayle. ``

'' woof up those weighting, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a span 30 dog pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few ringlet for her, some standing presses, I turned my rachis to her and did some sidelong flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right field hired man gently rubbing her forget breast, and her left forefinger in between her social movement teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of aplomb to jazz I turn on a chick. 38 geezerhood old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair's-breadth, all of it. I guess I 'm not the worst guy they could run into in a zombie apocalypse.

I went and stood in strawman of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my subdivision, like I was going to carry her over a door. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must fink, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgo in my solid life history. It did n't go so well. Lots of pain. vociferation. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth out with women ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really want me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right word ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't guess of anyone I 'd rather have do it, '' she said, twirling her fingers through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lip for a few moments.

'' You want me to, fuck your girl ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to bear to wet-nurse her titty for a real long time. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her pussy. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will wet-nurse my cock. '' Kiss with some tongue ...

'' She will be unspoiled, I promise. ``

'' How do you hump ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On banana 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 belt ammunition on her robe, sliding my hand between her smooth skin and the robe. I cupped her ass impertinence and pulled her to me, she could feel my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to cover up or anything.

'' Not always so nice. Let 's get this bed down. '' I stripped out of my jeans as she arranged the air mattress on the floor.

As we lay down succeeding to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just know tits. All teat. There 's just something about them that drives me fruitcake. Yeah, big surprise. But more than than to the highest degree guys, I love them. I love to cream, and nibble, and twirl my tongue around them. And they all feel so different. Some are firm, some are really squishy, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as practically as I could. Some pap morsel here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too a great deal time on the tits, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck them for hours ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Christ no. It 's like the best massage in the world. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How good is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

wellspring, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's breathing increased, so did my vim. When she panted a little, I grabbed her pussy. With my medal on her button, I slipped a finger's breadth in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a little harder and faster as I bit down on a big nipple of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' sucking the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left wing tit up to her face and drew in her own mammilla to her back talk. God I love that.
I rubbed her kitty-cat faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a duo more minutes when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few multiplication. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' Wait, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... sensitive ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good fourth dimension for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my rooster to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... jesus she was so wet I just slid rectify in.

'' Michael ... just a mo ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my weight set down on her, our pelvis rubbed, re-igniting her button. Gayle bat around as I pounded her with my cock. She could n't organise any genuine Son, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say damn but it was too much effort. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other guy. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to perceive English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy fuck ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of sentence, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking heavily. `` She should n't ... oh Jesus Christ Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch over me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it change by reversal you on ? ``

Without waiting for an response, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest, sticking my pussy-sopping cock into her mouth.

'' It does, does n't it ? It turns you on knowing your daughter watched you suck and fuck ... Yes just like you 're sucking me ... that means she 's seen your tit, your ass, oh that 's squeamish child yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy cunt ... and not just once but a lot of fourth dimension. ``

Well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this 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 torrent down her pharynx. Load after load of hot spirt shot 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 SOB and Slapped my look !

She sat there, all defiant, her optic gleaming. I was fucking change state 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 legs and shoved my shaft back into her snatch. Gayle arched her rear as I entered her, and she moaned out trashy. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was set for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at night ... with her in the way ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your pussy ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a fucking swell mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my hand under her stomach so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so stiff ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to absorb cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... stop it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' Stop it ... please oh diddly oh shit oh dump I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost savour it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's slit and rubbed it on her mouth, cheek, pushed my fingerbreadth inside her mouth so she could taste it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her cunt rampart gripped my dick and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh get laid yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the endorsement time, filling up her twat with ardent hot sperm.
After a twain transactions, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my tool with her tongue and lips, sucking up the unite cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, assist yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making erotic love to me. This will be the terminal clock time. I want ... I want Lorrie to have a chance. ``

We slept in each others arms all night.

But it was n't quite the last 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 passe-partout place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and alive. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those chick were pretty gaga little honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to blank out off the townspeople. We 'd been to every firm, killed every zombie inside the menage, sheds, barn, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more than zombi. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a putting to death zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish lilliputian killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a tight touch where we are protected, but we can vote out them with sticks or fishgig or something. ``

'' sensation ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then fall down. So the fall kills most of them. Or at least breaks their legs or dorsum. That would save, ammo, right ? ``

The girls form of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jumping ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So unsubdivided, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's magnificent. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular subway. We tilt them up at, like a ten or XX degree slant. We 'll need lots of them. stack them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet high-pitched and they walk out the end of the finally container right into tenuous air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a tough landing place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the orbit with fence or more merchant vessels containers ... ''

'' And when the field fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't have to scud any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a corking fucking idea. Except, we did n't have any cargo ships containers. Or a way to make a motion them. Or a Hart Crane to stack them.

Eh, child details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the Ithiel Town. Not too many living ethnic music, but it 's soundly to rid of the skulker. Zed likes to grovel around and turn up in the most freaky position, so it 's unspoilt to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to calculate into their dead heart as they died again.

We had cleared out a plane section of houses, then we went back to them to determine for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old planetary house, checking things out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not sure what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't call up there will be any Thomas More. I do n't know ... ''

'' Whaddya mean value you do n't know ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a little steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I severalise her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are outstanding together, it would be nice to bear a rattling pop ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my existent pop, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's fine. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can keep out you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the house some more. It 's kind of sad, looking through a idle person 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might feel heavy weapon, body for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this menage was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this family. I mean really. I could subsist in this house if it were n't for the darn zombi. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's household. The town built it a retentive metre ago for the then flow city manager to experience in. But later, it got bought by some rich people people ... The Town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your sizing, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a twosome outfits. `` She had some preference. Where in this Town would she fag this clobber ? This is like, New York city, 20 eld ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some groan from the street.

'' obligation calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, Mister ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware stock for lunch, now re-named Masters and Johnson, in pureness of the upcoming hymeneals between the Masters male child and the Johnson sisters. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a minute ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two blocks back to that gracious house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a pair off matter from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old news show, my slight ducky. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's fine, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a blackamoor dress, fitted, with some disturbed cuts. sort of like that Demi Marianne Moore apparel from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a pair of nice heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okay ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a eccentric. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a nice necklace, too. `` You 'll want these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the Jeep. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' occlusion 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 select her to dinner ? Not many restaurants exposed right now ... ''

'' Well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' eccentric. Ok, I 'll consider of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the rest of the day getting the Johnson Sisters and the Masters Brothers situated. I let them take in two solar panels and a bass cycle battery so they could receive lights and charge up batteries. We got them some food and water, too.

Eventually, the repose of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the Jeep. Everybody hung out for the good afternoon, getting showers and having a cocktail or two as we played some euphony video on the TV. It was kind of cool. At one point, Erin dragged a packet into my computer elbow room that included the apparel and horseshoe. She winked at me, then flashed her nipple and said `` Do n't leave about me, dad ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo pants a little bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the cascade ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can taste it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the rampart, picayune bitch. feast em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underwear. I undid her pants and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her twat back talk, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous short boob with my pass on mitt and with my right, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit operose, I gently rubbed her pussy lips, feeling her moisture already, my paw spread them apart. I pinched her mamilla hard and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger up to her clit. I massaged her cunt like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' quiesce baby ... stay lull ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just dad. Just dad feeling up his slight girl ... His bad little missy ... and her wet cunt ... daddy likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will lick it again soon ... yes dad likes her cunt ... ''

'' It 's your pussy, dad, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, Daddy ... but do n't bar ... fuck me anywhere I do n't care, papa ... even If you marry Lorrie, just have a go at it me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her purulent drippings. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good daughter ... you like me squeezing your titty ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the time. We shower together, and I pee on her tits in the cascade. You should see us dad ... you should pee on her titty, too ... oh god ! diddlyshit shit dogshit dogshit ! I 'm cumming dada cumming so skillful oh shucks oh darn ! ``

Erin soaked my bridge player with her succus. I slipped my drenched in-between finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front end of me, to breastfeed my fully raging stopcock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might take 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 stale Coors Light.

'' wellspring thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and girl for dinner. You know, assist them out with their first meal and stuff. ``

Nice design, Erin ! What a near girlfriend she is ...

'' well, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beat, but I do n't hump if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to have killed most of them in town.
But I had to make water it attend 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 of us will be armed also. We 'll be good ! '' She winked at me.

'' Well maybe I should go with you -- '' I started.

'' Naw, you stay here. Besides, I think Gayle is n't feeling well. Lorrie 's going to stay with her. We need you up here to hang. ``

I thought about it for a few second, hoping to pee it bet salutary. `` Well, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plan and rules. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't desire anything stupid person to happen. And you can always calculate on Zach to make things stupid.

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We all said goodby to each other as the group went to down to travel to the superior and Johnson computer hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a piffling cephalalgia. Nothing serious. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to cause us some dinner, I 'll send you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few min later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki shorts and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, youthful lady ? '' I made an overstated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best fake southerly accent. `` Well are n't you just a dear man ? I would love to ! ``

I picked up the southerly drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Texas so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` fountainhead darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a lilliputian 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 sort of dinner party outfit is one with rakehell on it ? ``

We walked to my way, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is important is that dinner party is in one hr, and I do n't need to see fell nor hair of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footgear and shooed her out of the room. I had things to do !

Within the succeeding hour, I whipped up some frost dried boeuf stroganoff, canned corn, and honest-to-god Bisquick biscuit ! Then I perked myself up a little, shaved, put on my comfortably shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty thoroughly, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entry. And what an entry !

The dress, blackness. The design, bare shoulders, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's rich cleavage. Tight around her tummy, flowing over her rosehip, and ending just above her articulatio genus. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin fatal stiletto 3 in heels. Her robust brownness hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavy way. Just a little makeup to foreground her eyes and some lip burnish to constitute her mouth shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a routine a few metrical foot away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I count okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasped and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. goodness God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so striking ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a lilliputian wave at that item. `` Good Nox you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' Well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can have a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern accent again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for lush potable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace police officer, I shall sprain myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silvern necklace around her neck, my work force lingering on her gentle skin. She put in the coordinated earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't guess that this was ever potential again ! I feel like royalty or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm shank as she snuggled close. I made us some gray Goose auger over ice. It 's a unproblematic drink, just vodka and rosiness 's calcium oxide juice, but it 's honest and to the point.

We sipped our drinkable, told each former funny little narrative, talked about old times. The thing was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed excited about what I had to say. She was either very respectable 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 Pinot Chardonnay. I find Patrick White wine-coloured to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me stories of near-misses with boys ; piles of young man but most were scared of her or too stupid person to lie with what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your class ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some worry prospects, for sure as shooting. And one prof who already promised me an'A'if I would log Z's over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this poop came down ... '' She waved her hand at the offense external world.

'' What about you, why is there no Missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had trouble remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right one, I guess. ``

'' And what tear now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female job right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your deary ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to serve that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A valet de chambre does n't snog and assure. ``

'' 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 answer. But I was having a hard sentence concentrating with all her tit physique and cleavage poking through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest girl here. Prettiest young lady anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some practice I could be as good as her in bed, I 'm trusted ! I 've watched lots of videos, and, ohmygod I should shut up ! I 'm so embarrassed ! ``

I stood up and held out my hand to her. Grabbing the remote control, I clicked on some delicate music, this old 70s radical called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my script to her waistline as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few instant, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her soundbox melted into mine, her monolithic pectus pressed into mine. Her hair smelled delicious, some rosy shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little rank as we 're working hard killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My cock began to tweet. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second infant. '' I had to arrive at in and adjust my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable location. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, punishing that fast ? I 'm sorry, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life story, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my impertinence and lingered for a mo. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and lovesome. She opened her oral fissure slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My right field hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a couple of my fingers.

After a few present moment, our lips parted. But I pressed my brow to hers, maintaining a very internal stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me knockout, her sassing working me over. Her hot natural language licked my upper lip, then darted inside my lip. I tried to wrestle her glossa with mine as our mania increased. I grabbed both her ass cheeks full-of-the-moon on and grinded my hammer into her. She responded with a little gasp, and then proceeded to suck in my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The tarradiddle of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me pen this component of the report. I was taking creative writing in school day when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my touch. So yes, I was completely in puppy beloved with Michael at this compass point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a penis inside me. I had had other matter, like Mom 's over-embellished vibrator, her glass dildo, a Cucumis sativus, and some other assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in erotic 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 Jesus of Nazareth 's sake. In those older days, I think he was like ready to roll up Social protection ! ( I 'm for sure he will be spanking me at about this gunpoint when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something other people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high school standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the assembly 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 Brother. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had rafts of other cool people in it. But the ground I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to write his name and draw efflorescence around it. I used to write my name and his public figure together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pages with hearts and blossom ! So you do n't sleep together him ? He was Vergil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT VOICE ! Deep barytone, Texas idiom, and his character was just a get laid MAN about everything. He was also in specter Rider ( my mo favorite movie, behind Tombstone ) as the guy in the graveyard who tells Nicholas batting cage what 's going on with everything. He did a crowd of TV commercial message, including Ram hand truck for the last few days right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't know where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in Texas doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old movie actor.

fast forward till now. We girlfriend were on the run from the zombie spirit, and we were losing mass left and right. You ca n't even opine the little terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained much about 'the crash'of civilization in this tale. ) He was all set up there in his sand trap drinking coldness beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were near death at every step. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to wax a fencing. I could find hot blood running down my back and I could see the fear in everyone 's heart as we tried to see a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this star sign, and then passing out. I have glimpses of thing from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my actual memories or treacherously single since I 've heard the narrative so many times.

What I do remember is waking up and not knowing what the shtup was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much fabrication in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a unusual room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our living at the very last-place possible moment before we were all run through active. He had taken us to a secure position that had solid food, water, electrical energy, movies, artillery, popcorn, and he was n't an son of a bitch ! He patched me up and keep open me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first of all time a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the dark before getting me some medicine, and he was now training the girls in shooting acquisition so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the scenery : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TX accent ! Not real strong, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got blue jean on and some kind of U. S. Army sweater on, and military-looking rush. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can tell you that ! His better-looking expression appeared upset about something, and yet he was pure sweetness and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger around my ear, pushing my hair off my boldness and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next twain of days, while I 'm recovering, tarradiddle start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big fucking cock. So let 's recap. Big cock, good-looking guy, tall, Texas accent, has his shit together, kill living dead without batting an eye, saves damsel in severe distress, likes musicals and retro rock, is apparently skilful at pleasing the madam, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 estimable things to one not-so-great matter. Fortunately, I 've had a lifetime long love affair with my older Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally channelise over dog, prime time in love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so much skillful than the 8 hot baby already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an hurt Virgo the Virgin like myself !

Things went along for a meter, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to look at me at meter. Now, I do n't want to look like all stuck up and denounce, but I 'm pretty tinker's damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my booby. guy cable are so weird. They seem to care breast, but if you 've got over-sized ace like I do, they just make fun of you or get all stupid or, I do n't know what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a fistful is a waste', and then there 's guys who just eff monolithic bosom. How do I know this while remaining a Virgo the Virgin ? Simple ! I watch a lot of porn and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few details of their alone time together. I knew she was infatuated ( her word, not mine ) but she also knew it was just kind of a go ; Michael did n't seem to require to get too attached at this point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot cat, 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 dear with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could hear mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a minor way, can only be one matter, ya screw ? Sometimes she would whisper his public figure. Then she 'd flow asleep. Of course, that got me very horny so then I 'd birth to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my cunt and spread my coming around my sozzled teat. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a little kink. After I swallow down my succus, I like to just hug my boobs to my fount, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just comfort me. Most nights I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one matter I could do to get Michaels'attention was to become a world-champion zombie killer. And so when my back healed I worked very hard and listened to everything he said and I got fucking goodness at it ! Erin is a better hired gun than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the well of all the girls. My shaft are, a Gerber mini-machete and a tenacious painters pole. On the pole, we worked up a spike 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 brainpower with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't criticize him down, the pole at least save his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his dazed head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very acrobatic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy concerns outside my lilliputian circle of friend. In short, I was a narrow-minded taunting. But hey, we can all convert !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't give birth my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel skittish if I do n't also have my celestial pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's reach. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't beware saying it. I was just starting to enter the worldly concern, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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OK I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to compose about my first sexual experience with another somebody, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's decent, it 's his level and I 'm only a guest writer. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general focal point, just to learn him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The dancing ! I did n't go to my prom because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom activeness ! But Chris was too shy and did n't sleep together what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Savior Christ you mass need to settle down down.

So, Michael made us a wanton but wonderful dinner. Obviously, he did n't need us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the boozing, for sure. He was so variety, and sweet, and staring into my eyes, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our bodies touched. He traced the mark on my back from my neck down to my lower back. It was sexy, not consummate, and it just reminded me that this heroic meter man saved my life history on several occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could feel little stirrings in my pussy during dinner, but beneficial master I was on fire when we started dancing ! His unattackable arms wrapped around me, his manlike olfactory property enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me tight, my breasts crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could find something on his right leg. Something hard. I 'm sure it was his cock, but I thought it was in the eye between his leg, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a indorsement, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pants. `` All better now. ``

I was n't sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornography, the dick were usually just hard ; I did n't know how long it took to go from soft to gruelling. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This metre, I could feel all of his stiffness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that hard. Holy motherfucker ! My nipples were operose, I can recite you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fire, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned fille ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his nerve, then he turned and he met me with his sassing. Our natural language danced and time seemed to place upright still. adjacent matter I know both his custody are on my ass cheeks, and he 's pressing his difficult cock into my tummy. I moved a little sideways so I got one of his leg between mine, and I grinded against him like a unwashed slut. But I did n't manage, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for respective minutes, lost in each others lips. His hands felt so dependable on my prat, squeezing hard, almost too hard but it not quite. My hands eventually drifted down his side of meat, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare cutis for the first time. He did n't have an snow leopard of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front of his bureau, feeling the contours of his firmly tummy and then the swell of his hard pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, Mr. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little gentlewoman ! '' he responded. `` I do n't opine you understand how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his blazonry like I was just a piece of newspaper publisher ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' Wait, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, gloomy sweetheart. I was going to ask if you 'd aid me wash the landrover ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, filthy mouth. But this was n't the fourth dimension for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the landrover can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too threadbare and worn out. Virgin busting is tough 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 defenseless man before ? In someone, I mean ? ``

I shook my foreland, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my head, yes.

'' OK, stay there, I 'll uncase for you. ``

He unbuttoned his long sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely breathe. He threw the shirt on the trading floor. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his wind cone off.

'' in conclusion chance ! '' he said as he stood there with his paw on the fly of his blue jean. `` You can still stake out ! ``

In a slightly waver 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 vertebral column towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the tornado of his buttocks impertinence. His ass was perfect. As he removed the pants completely, I marveled at how the muscular tissue in his legs and edge flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a little and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the grimace was a three-foot monster cock.

fountainhead, I was a Virgo, remember ? It seemed like it was three base long. He told me later it 's about 8 column inch. All I know is that it was far bigger than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to death of this thing, and wanting to devour it with my mouth and pussy.

lecherousness won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his perfume for a few minute, strong, musky. My helping hand on his thighs, I knew from the pornos what I was supposed to do, but doing it for really is a different story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to make out with his cock, and my right hand came over to grip it. Jesus ! The skin is so soft, but underneath is so hard ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the outside a little, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my mouth and covered his whole tip with my back talk. trade good god, my mouth was open almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those female child deep throat like in the movies ? But it felt so assuredness, so good, and then I had a salty taste in my sassing. I pulled back and I could see this juice muck from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some cleaning woman seem to hate the tasting of cum, and some love it. Seems like few lovemaking it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a couple minutes, Michael helped me game up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this attire ? ``

He turned me around and undid the little grip in the back. After stepping out of my garb, he slid my underclothing off. The moment of the true was coming, he was going to see my oversized boob in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy bull ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, perfective tense woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me heavily again.

After a few here and now, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to start oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm sure there 's like, a communications protocol, or an etiquette here, or a episode of events. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't think I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't exclude me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to buss more ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just skip all the stimulation and get to the nookie ? I 'm really make now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively spread open. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his exercising weight on his weapon system. I could feel his turncock bumping around down there, I opened my ramification as panoptic as I could. He reached down to position his tool, and suddenly it was there at my entranceway. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few clip, coating his cock with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` nookie me. ``

His cock inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his hard putz further into me, pulling it back out a little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought possible. I could n't catch one's breath 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 lingua circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure, ahh that 's better, gave me a niggling breathing room.

'' Bring your bosom up, '' he told me. He was resting on his hands so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my English, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my nipples pointing right at him. He bent his head down and kissed my pull up stakes nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning thunderbolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my pussy. His affectionate mouth engulfed my hard pap and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the Spark continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the former one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, offset one and then the early. My pussy felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the flimsy ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his peter almost of the way out. I was about to resist when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could grab his ass and pull him into me. God it felt so have it away good. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his whole weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in accomplished control of me, I could n't make a motion anything except my hip, up and down to meet his strokes. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his rooster impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God hoot I loved it.

Each stroking he ground into my clit. Each separatrix I moaned or grunted or made some kind of pharyngeal consonant, central randomness. My cunt was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't want him to hold back, no fucking way. At some spot he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his hand so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' Pull on it severely goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my eyes, he encircled my set teat, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it find better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my mouth and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a piddling weird to give suck on your own eubstance piece. I did n't reckon anyone else would guess 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 apoplexy now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' Switch ! '' he whispered. And we traded mamilla, kissing in between.

'' Hold them, infant ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his script and started REALLY fucking me degraded and hard. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and pap as secure I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the place as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his speed, I felt that wonderful sensation developing in my pussy. My coming, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the word 'Fuck'about a thousand multiplication, with the occasional 'Fuck me Daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my sexual climax neared, I arched my cover and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm 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 take a breather, I could n't talk, I could n't prompt, I was just a crew of raw pleasure mettle reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful cock. waving of cum spasms involuntarily wracked my consistence. I remember hearing a cleaning woman groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both men and lifted my snatch up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his middle finger right up my asshole. It felt howling. From watching pornos, 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 outcry of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his tool expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this wonderful hot tactile sensation in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more tricky than before. His prick trembled many times, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as cockeyed as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my paladin, my stand-in Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was glad beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his hide covered in a light sweat. His branding iron cock seemed to have shrunk a little, or else I was so stretched, I could n't tell. He kissed me a fiddling, stroked my face with his fingerbreadth, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' baby, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my peg around him.

'' Take me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his dorsum and brought me with him, still with his decreasing dick inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awful and this was fantastic and holy shit I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was good, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was wondrous for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Saviour ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, good thought. He probably should n't have cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a inundation of Elwyn Brooks White cum poured out of me onto him, covering his cock, clod, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't vex, I 'll 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 initiative discernment was okay, salty, midst, kinda weird and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussy juice, how fucking poise is that ! Our juices were mixed together ! And, it was hunky-dory. In fact, it was good. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his milk dish, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard cock, he showed me how to fascinate it at the bottom and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal thermionic vacuum tube. Mmmmm, more cum right hand from the tap. When I got to his glob, he warned me to be easy. Balls are so weird, so raw, and ... ugly ... but in a coolheaded way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a little tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to have been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few moment, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both athirst, and even a slight thirsty. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to keep it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his way towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guy ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too unawares for her and did n't cover up very much on top, either. Her face looked a niggling 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 computer software. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that niggling tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ago, had kind of given him up so that I could be with him. The only living scantling within who knows how many stat mi, and who can have it off like a maven, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her severe. I cried a piddling, 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 chip in us a match minutes ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his way. I watched his ass workplace as he walked.

'' dearest ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. rent of joy and felicity, but she did n't know that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't have to give him up, for me. I mean, he 's fantastic ! I could never do that, not in a million year ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh dearest, I just wanted you to ingest a shooting at some felicity. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to fall out today, tomorrow, next week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell out the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so soft and Mommy-like, it was overnice to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't trust how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a small 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 give him everything. But, how do you, um, get prepare ? I mean we do n't make any Astroglide like you use at home base ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little fornicatress ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty good spank.

'' well, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' wellspring, dearie. I 'm a little older, and when fair sex get older they do n't always lubricate as much as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your cunt succus will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got adequate pussy juice ! ``

'' Just pussy juice ? But ... how ? I do n't desire to get hurt. There 's no MD, you know. '' The accuracy was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to end of Michael 's big cock in there. But I knew some of the early girls took him, so I had to be at to the lowest degree as ripe as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's sakes. Lean up against the counter. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, spread your ramification, 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 fingerbreadth fucked me for about thirty seconds or so. I could feel my arousal edifice, and I could experience my juices starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then rub my asshole, depositing my juice on it. She repeated that again, only this clock time she pressed a single finger inside my ass a short bit.

'' O.K. so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go slow. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my ass. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass nerve. `` He should also use some spit, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my SOB. Her finger continued to love my butt as her former deal rubbed my pussycat. Then she pulled her fingerbreadth out my hindquarters, but instantly I could feel TWO digit pressing against my backdoor. Oh dogshit !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan Pipeline had just entered me, when in fact two fingerbreadth were n't even half as long or half as broad as Michael 's cock. I do n't know how this is going to work. I 'll never be able to fit his hammer back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to feel piece of ass both of my holes as if nix was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her eternal pursuit to please you, this little lady wants to gear up herself for an anal retentive 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 bosom as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at broad tending again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I avail with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to assure her that a lingua is good to avail out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his fountainhead to one English and intellection for a consequence. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much Thomas More experience getting butt-fucked than I do. exhibit me how it should be done. ``

With simulate disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to turn down and works her case between my boldness. I jumped just a bit as her hot tongue probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I think my mom would one day be licking my shit, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep going. you 're doing great. Lick Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could feel pussy succus running down my leg. `` guy cable ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much thirster. ``

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 juices will just feed into her butt. Gayle, you work her slit and I 'll go on these tits. We will get you juicy, do n't worry, child. ``

True to his word, Michael started working very hard on my aright tit. squeezing, kneading, mashing, petting, licking, all sort of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my succus. Her thumb rubbed on my clit. together with the sparks coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very lovesome and aristocratical touched my clit. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that matter on my clit, it had to be a natural language. It had to be Mom 's tongue ! Mom was licking my snatch, my slit. She thrust three or four fingers, or maybe her all hand inside my pussy as she licked my lips and button, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my titty. 'Increases the rake current', he said. As he gripped my tit where the cutis rose from my thorax, the end of my tit and the pap were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at start, but each one got a footling harder, made a lilliputian more noise.

Mom pulled out her hired hand from my pussy, and forced it against my now soaked butt hole. Her fingerbreadth went in a minuscule, then she pulled them back.

Each clip Mom rammed her fingers into my stern, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to clobber my twat and they both assaulted my mammilla and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy juice flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my slit and down onto my ass.

'' I think she 's ready, '' said Mom.

Michael maneuvered around me and got between my legs. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it underneath my ass, making my renal pelvis wedge up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' Wait ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's cock, slobbering all over it.

'' O.K., proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock head pressed into my ass, and I felt it form of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head gained access. I stiffened from the sensation. Again, I felt like he was going to pluck me apart with his cock.

'' loose please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to ingest him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other fille 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 grimace and told me to relax, it will be fine. Then she kissed me for a instant on the brim, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could lap up my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my button while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by slight. Going deeper. Into the bad place. With my Mom licking my bitch. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in lap as crazy thoughts went through my head. Mom 's licking my cunt ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't scare me. In fact I want to. And I want to suck her tits, and for her to suck mine, and I want everyone to suck my titmouse. And I want 20 guys to stand in a roofy 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 FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 column inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Jesus Christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her heading bashed a small, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered back talk. God, I taste good. I thought. I 'm such a loose woman, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in time with Michael 's separatrix. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in passion. speech production of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you stop for a mo. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, have a go at it me barker stylus. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely abandon 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 stimulation for this. secernate you what, I 'll lay down on my rachis, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can lick your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

OK 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 lingua inside my twat rim and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be fine. ``

Michael worked his way in between my ramification and Mom 's shoulders and limb, and got ready again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a mo or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's dick, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all quadruplet with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's oral fissure was back on my cunt and Michael 's cock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my fucking god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your backbone ! His cock slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so arrant. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an ecstatic state. My arms and legs lost ascendency, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my cunt hard into Mom 's face. I do n't know how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My face landed right in Mom 's bare puss. Her heady scent wafted in my olfactory organ, her juicy lip covered my impudence. Without any prior history of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her backtalk, sucked her clitoris, buried my fount between her folding, smearing her succus all over my face. I ate my Mom 's puss with make out abandon.

Somewhere in the center of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my early cheek even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop over ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from head to toe, his muscles gleaming in the Christ Within, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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okay, enough is enough. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too lots of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a couple of professional person lesbians. Lorrie 's ass was so fast, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of course of study, but you could see a piffling, well it was fucking awesome. This was better than any daydream I could have concocted.

I thought the lone affair to make this better was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my minuscule room, and each smack was followed by a whine from Lorrie. She turned around to search at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt juices, her hairsbreadth stringy with fret, her eyes a little glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to gaze into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her pass jerked but she held my regard, until finally she slumped back down on top of mama like a rag doll.

I fucked her hard for a few more strokes, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In endorsement, I came too. With a fury, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging sperm deep inside my baby girl 's ass. Wave after wave, shot after barb, I finally finished cumming after almost a minute. My cock was physically tired, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a foresightful way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a prissy surprise.

From her gaping asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her lip closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her manpower, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own rima oris, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her backtalk into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum lump for a few moment before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My putz lay there like a abruptly soldier, or More like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me take a breather !'it seemed to say. Hey little buddy, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm boobs against me and draping their leg over parts of me. I mentioned piddle again, because I never got any the get-go time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. trey can be hard sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt tone. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't fuck 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 just. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the back talk, dragging a big fucking tit right field in my face. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a good tired. I ca n't believe what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the peachy night of my life-time. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to sleep, each tire out and satisfied and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio set blared. `` Michael ! assist ! We 've got ship's company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm sleep with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a 100 zombies at least ! They are inside the shop ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! Hang on ! ``

The miss were already moving. `` Full gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the landrover ! ''

Sounded like the diddlysquat was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protector, shin guard, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to main street, artillery hot and prepare to go. In spite of the peril, there were a few smirky looks passed back and Forth River, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the fucking sure was fun last dark ! ``

I rounded the turning point a few 100 yards from ironware storehouse, where everybody was holed up. Zombies crowded around the front room access. Yeah, at least a one hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't desire to just shoot them. Then they 'll pullulate us. This is like some kind of tinker's damn herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our the great unwashed were trapped, but not in immediate peril. Zed had forced them into a chamber, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

right by us, side by side to pot Realty, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a clustering of tools and broken TVs and other shit. And wire. Spools of wire. I can do something with this ! The Dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the store and got the spools. Zed was busybodied making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' Call Erin, tell her to keep it up, keep their attention. ``

I had Gayle drive us closer, about 75 yards from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my lowest mag. I 'll just undulate at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, Oklahoman would be proficient ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, engine idle, ready to flap. I mean, worse came to worst, we could just beat back into a few of them, then drive around Ithiel Town as they followed us. overspread them out some so we could lease them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this cable thing first.

I undid some conducting wire and wrapped it around the close street lamp. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a street lamp on that side, also about a ft off the ground and as miserly as I could nominate it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the side by side streetlight about hundred substructure away, and tied another piece of wire across the street about a foot high. Did that four more times.We checked around, no zee had snuck up behind us from the primary road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the landrover 's horn.

Instantly, about half the streetwalkers turned to face at us. Blew the horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' gentlewoman, be gear up if this does n't exercise. '' I was pretty frighten off, actually. If this did n't work, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could hold in off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The first off Zachs got to the wire, 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 pole and the wire, but then those bozo zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the side by side conducting wire. Down went those guys !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. proportion and coordination are not his affair. Depending on their condition, it can take aim 30 indorsement, a minute, even more for them to get upright again. Those that did, fell down on the next wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick antics. After a couple minutes, with still a couple wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to meet them. We had our AR-15s slung on our spine, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her longsighted poker stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead guys school principal. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stoppage 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 insistency reduced on our mass in the building ; they staged a homicidal jailbreak and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his utterly head, making for sure he was re-dead.
Well, the smell was fucking horrible. And now we had 147 dead guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Wyat and Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained John Pierpont Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some euphony final stage night. You know, just having a little party. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. future affair we know a few of these guys started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the morning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this cockcrow, they crashed through the glass door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a elbow room, all we had was my pistol, tuner, and my six clip. ``

'' What did you use to break out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the article of furniture, got some in force boards. Erin shot the offset few, then we beat the ease down until we could get our weapon. ``

I was form of pissed at them for getting themselves into problem. But I was also pretty print. 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 euphony and decided to occur take a look. I read about the herds a few days ago. When Zed has no stimulation, he just kind of stands there. Then a boo fly front by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of heap. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a intent. He does n't want to drop out on the activity so he follows him. Zena sees two of her Quaker charging ahead and says yeah infant, I 'm with ya ! succeeding thing you know, 147 dead shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't block off now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more than of that. We got ta get our defence force up. We ca n't just have these guy rope storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townsfolk came out to serve, too. Picking up abruptly Zeds is hard work. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down master street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the trucking and dragging, give-and-take got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mommy Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some hurt feelings, too. Some of the girls were thinking I was off the market and were jealous.

We broke for lunch. As we munched down Dennison 's chilly, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a short hurt, after all, Erin helped coiffe this whole thing ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any rules right now. Except for the mug prescript, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to leave. But, well, normal order has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty disembarrass 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 Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the love stage yet. '' They made mirthful gestures of wiping their brows in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, cool out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

masses seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to watch my step with these girls, or they may all wrick on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to work. `` Nice spoken language. ``

'' Yeah right, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the daughter ? It 's all right. I just want to cognize. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the real number world, you would be my issue girl of all time. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are difficult times and we ca n't afford to have everyone pissed at each other right now ... ''

I grabbed a duo of absolutely invertebrate foot, Lorrie grabbed his hands. 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 sex with you. A lot more. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to make for out an placement here. I 'll think about it. ``

Okay, I thought, believe on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd give suck your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie gunk on it ! ``

'' Hey babe, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to mislay you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an estimation for tonight, though, Big Daddy. You might care it. ``

She was right, I did wish it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my hoi polloi together.

'' Hey guys, good employment today. Let 's get cleaned up for an early on dinner party up at the home. Then I want to have a strategy academic term, we got ta do something so this does n't materialise again. '' We piled into the trucks and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got clean and sheeny, we had a skillful repast of fire spaghetti and meatballs, green beans, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that squeamish. But it filled us up and did n't take long to make, so that was good enough.

'' Ok ethnic music, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the auto in town. There 's ... what, a couple hundred sign here, and only about 15 engage. Let 's take the automobile from the rest of them, subscriber line them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little valley to the other end. That way, the zombies will probably fall into the ditch, and we can serve with that too, and then they wo n't be capable to climb the ditch because cars will be there on the top edge. We 'll allow an curtain raising, and use a big hand truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drainpipe all fluids from the cars and save them in barrels. Take out the barrage fire, ignition telegram and stuff, anything useful. That should accept several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that little welding shop down south, see if that guy is alive and help oneself him out. We need him. When we went past him last time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to build up the 'Sanchez Pit of decease'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the reference, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll want to go about 40 miles north and see what 's up with the motortruck turn back there before someone else gets to it. Trucks mean poppycock, hopefully food, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to build up wild leek for the Sanchez Pit. And we can use empty trailers to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple 60 minutes, working out the details of the car paries. That was the most important affair. We did n't feel like leaving the town without having it be secure so that when we returned the town would not be full of Zombies. We also assigned people to specific occupation. Gayle and Lorrie would expend at least 2 hours a day learning herbal medical specialty and outmoded doctoring. Erin would become our inventory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could maintain ours in tip-top bod. Tina and Payton were to become farm specializer so that do spring we would be ready. The couples of Masters and Johnson would work on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any other physical security matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was good to relax, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a couple more 60 minutes, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big declaration ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a pornography on the living room TV ! ``

Most people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 minutes for some last mo cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch out some marked-up movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to link up. If you do n't need to, that 's fine, no worries. Maybe just ride out in your room, or you guys can go back down into townspeople to your shop. Again, no impairment, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get ready to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my way, you could take heed a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or shout. Then I proceeded to brush my tooth, do some final cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video recording was punk. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old schooltime. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a duad of fret pants commando elan, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, nobody 's here. Really ? Nobody ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch 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 back :

'' 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 police squad loss leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the shipboard soldier !

Out came the regretful looking police squad I ever saw. Also, the aphrodisiacal. Erin called out the cadence outcry and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no gumption in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! )
Killin zombie spirit all day long ! ( Killin living dead all day long ! )
Gon na make me big and strong ! ( Gon na make me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing substantial ? ( You 're right hand ! )
audio off ! ( 1,2 ! )
speech sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to keep a unbent cheek. This was so cool !

The scout troop was now arrayed in movement of me. For review, 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, Sergeant ! Was there, uh, a job with the uniforms today ? ``

'' supplying effect 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 railway line, sergeant-at-law. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a squeamish hug on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her headspring, a gracious Edward White push-up bra which accentuated her substantive mamilla, and combat boots.

'' drawers, 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 next young lady, Lorrie, who had on a camo T-shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a hard time as it had a few strategical riptide 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-off down and give me twenty ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucks ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my stew, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard dick completely in her sassing. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the metre she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your story ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a sinister G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a cosmic string around her neck opening, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't cause a taradiddle ? ``

'' Drop and establish me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not real inventive, not a big talker. But she 's a knockout worker and she fucks like a racehorse. the Nazarene, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the team called out in unison.

'' Back in line, individual ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on pants, which was right. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. prisoner Wyatt, drop and consecrate me ... no delay, fall in her 20 ! ``

Wyat eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to weigh ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Sir Thomas Wyatt got up, his lips and chin up glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the side by side person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch extensive bandage wrapped around her chest at the mammilla line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' nursemaid Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look good for you, why the patch ? ``

'' Sir ! Just hold this for emergency, sir ! It 's my first aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' flexure forward ! '' I commanded. `` give up ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, au naturel ass, 10 times. Not that hard, but her face got a little pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I induce another ? ``

fountainhead, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be devouring, Nurse ! ``

I moved down the line to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog collar around her neck, with a mountain range held by Morgan. J. P. Morgan had trunks on, while Kristin looked very humble in her long arm army T-shirt.

'' Let me judge ... 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 rooster up.

'' ... 19, 20 ! '' the group called out, but she kept going.

'' Hey ! '' I said. `` Hey ! That 's 20 already. Stop. Knock it off ! '' I yanked on her Chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a golden sumbitch, John Pierpont Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had constitution on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; nice gabardine blouse, tight Negro skirt, shameful fishnets, luxuriously heel. Damn if she was n't the sexiest one here. Well, excepting my Lorrie, of row ! She was also the exclusively one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' Private Tina ! You look ... exceptional. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious Objector ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class hooker, Sir ! I want to get fucked ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did most everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at rest. troop, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. leisure time starts in 5 minute. Those who want to be useful will make me a drink. Sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' team ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for work item ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerers will be snapshot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the lounge. I was beaming I took those 15 minutes earlier to clean up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote when Lorrie came up with a distich of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My favorite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat future to me. sorting of. She was more like sitting on me. Her house tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 draft of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinks and everyone mingled for a few minutes. Nobody really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's theme, 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 floor. Spreading her legs, I began to thrash and kiss my way up her stifle, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and mamma Gayle sat on the put side by side to Lorrie. It was sort of good story. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girls. Many had lost their families, had seen expiry close up, were n't sure about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the girls as we watched a show on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now mummy Gayle was completely naked and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at mamma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thigh as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's script naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smack glad little perfume stirring in strawman of me.

Suddenly, my spinal column was covered in warmth, Kaitlyn laid her soft dumbbell on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my dick and balls. Oh god, that 's Nice. Always nice to have someone lightly stroke your rock-hard pecker. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my sass across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her well-shaven outer areas. God I was in Heaven, and I wanted this to be skilful for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my mitt, 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 disco biscuit. I felt her heat energy on my clapper as I continued to explore her away. As I passed over her opening, the oestrus intensified. I pressed my clapper down into there ... it was like licking a vent ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my tongue in fantastic flavors.

I swallowed some of her juice 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 nipple ! My leftfield hand went up to squelch them while I licked my ovolo and index to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her puss and circled around her button with my tongue as my right hand began to tease her pussy and ass with my fingers. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my natural language lightly on her clitoris, feeling the hard little nub under me. I sped up a slight and added some pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her intact cunt. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

individual tapped me on the shoulder. I turned my head.

'' My turn ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Tiger ? '' I kissed her on her back talk, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's compile juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's pap. I dove back in and tongue fucked her pussy. Back and Forth River with my rigid tongue inside her steaming hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a couple proceedings of that, I slid a finger's breadth up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her tilt hard petty clitoris. First, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good pressure. The I gave it a few glancing licks, drawing moan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my clapper firmly against her clit.

For the future ... I do n't know how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clitoris. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that totally area into my mouthpiece. I struggled to keep up with her menses of secretions, swallowing as best I could, but I really did n't want to let her go. I slipped more fingers inside her hot hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her gruelling while continuing to molest her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her thigh, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed flaming slaying as her coming ripped through her cunt and feast throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me discontinue after about a minute.

'' Daddy ! '' she gasped, barely capable to rest. `` I ca n't ... dad I ca n't need it anymore ... papa ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to lap and soak up her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my speed and pressure, balancing on the edge of the falls, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another edge, and going over that falls, too.

After a span minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any aid to any else for the last 15 minutes, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that masses were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the cobbler's last 5 minutes due to the amount of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a squeamish round of drinks of clapping as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the gang, tipped my complex quantity hat, then fell into the weaponry of my Lorrie. We kissed, long and mystifying, her lingua totally engaged with mine. I felt expert to rest a petty, my jaw was a bit well-worn !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my rigid prick in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hair blocked my view, but I could feel her hot mouth root onto my putz as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, rigid nipples. These infant were huge right wing now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her tight twat with my cock, at last, and finally I had fucked all the cleaning woman here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her pap while Kaitlyn licked her tranquil cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the Masters boy, while her Sister Kristin and Lorrie looked on with grievous lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending release flying and her tits bouncing. Her perky picayune girls were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my tool. Her tight cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her recollective orgasm, I guess a cock in her pussy and in her ass felt pretty ripe ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the amount of juice emanating from within.

Thomas Hunt Morgan pulled his hammer from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' Next ! '' he called out with his and his pal 's hard pecker at full attention.

Kristin shook her header. I guess the ass was n't her thing. Kaitlyn jumped up from Gayle and asked `` Can I go ? ``

The male child positioned her over James Wyatt 's cock, and then Daniel Morgan moved up to fuck her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous tits in my boldness. I sucked them for a twosome hour, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her pussy accepted my big turncock, no dubiousness asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage young lady, she still felt mythologic. I gave her a serious screwing, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her grimace on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean of all those juices. I rammed my cock back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't know 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, steady ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's news report, percentage II
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John Pierpont Morgan laid on his back with his peter standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hired man and helped me lower myself onto Morgan 's cock. Sir Thomas Wyat stood by with his dick standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No cuddling, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and suck, but no kissing. certainly, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my butt. Jesus Christ ! No finesse, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my knocker hard. But Jesus Christ, I was filled up. I pretty a great deal went limp as they pumped my kitty-cat and ass. I could n't even cerebrate about gripping a rooster 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 cushy and severely and wet was forcing it 's way into my rima oris. I guess Michael could n't stomach it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could taste soul 's twat on Michael 's stopcock. My head drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get cryptical and deep into me. My snatch was on fire, my ass felt outstanding, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

Morgan started hollering `` Oh my god oh my god '' and Michael just pulled me up and away from the brothers. He told me later he did n't want them cumming inside me, that was his job. young woman flocked to the two son as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor and forced his way in between my legs, and he shoved his turncock right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that harm for a bit. It was like he hit bottom of the inning, I do n't know. His cock was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two inside me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My orgasm built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to grind my button into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge shaft swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the terminus ad quem. I begun cumming as I felt his seed shoot into me. It felt SO COOL having his cock flex and throb, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my salutary ever orgasm swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minutes earlier, that was my in force climax. But this one, even better. It just would n't block. We continued to buss as our reciprocal orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` child, get off me so I can get these hombre out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his sperm 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 slight pleasure ripples through my full pussy. I held him as close and as severe as I could. I loved him so much.

Getting double over fucked was great, but ... it 's goose egg like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the next morning, Michael 's watch started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my kitty, still a bit dampish. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other hand. I got ta get some juices going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't sustain prison term to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his shaft and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my legs, and my pussy throbbed the instant he entered me. My clit was still swollen from utmost night.

Michael locked his munition and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it aright there.

'' Jesus fucking Jesus of Nazareth ! You two ! You 're fucking sluts ! ! ``

His rooster 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 establish a bulwark, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` Come here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard cock. His salty cum tasted keen, flux in with my snatch juice. The sight was apparently too much for him, mom and daughter licking his tool. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the case with Michael.

'' screw Mom, and sacrifice her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's kitty as he went back to his way to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to position this car along the ditch. Look, I 'm not so secure at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this organization where some of us moved cars, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat grooming, all plans go out the windowpane when the first guessing is fired. Well, the first nip, in this case, was one of the townies having a fit. Michael had enlisted their supporter, and all was going well. Until a duet of them got into an argument over one of the other cable car that was owned by a dead person.

It seems that both of these old guy cable were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. fountainhead they got into a scrap about which of these bozo should get her car. See, Michael had said we should retain any 4-wheel effort vehicles, any Priuses or other hybrids, any vans, and maybe a duad of fast motorcar if we found any. And we let the aliveness folks keep whatever auto they had. But we needed the respite for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le saber. It had some Brobdingnagian engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to celebrate it. The tilt got openhanded, fist were thrown, people pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from Town and drove it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was okay, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the slam came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the frightful 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 most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious mind, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two cat grabbed me, tied up my hired man with those charge plate zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some trees. They jammed me between the two of them in the front seat. Jesus Christ I had a worry. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to accept showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My public figure 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy hair 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 squeamish. Fuck-you, it 's prissy to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the highway. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and greasy face.

'' Jesus ! '' I said. `` Do n't you ridicule bath ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? Rape me, for sure. Then down me ? Do n't down me now, I 'm in love !

'' fuck ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about twenty minutes up the route, 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 loaded or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this geared wheel, and a pistol, and heater and poppycock on a undershirt while Tom did n't own anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the whole thing here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big River Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your hand truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the snap, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you ascertain '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me relax or I 'll lessen over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her idle, slaveboy, and watch 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 intemperately on from rubbing my mammilla and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my instruction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my hair and posed a footling, letting my long hair fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a bush. Perfect.

'' come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army bloomers, pulled them down and exposed my raw pussy to this flare asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a squat, and ... nothing, at first. Finally, I closed my centre and tried to unstrain, and then I let it fly. The real number trick was not to get it on my knickers. Robbie stood fascinate. dickhead. He undid his fly and began stroking his surd lilliputian cock. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't mention the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't move ! Do n't take a shit me hit you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot her, you 're not supposed to even have-to doe with her or Trento will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his tool with the other hand. shit handgun grips on the AR, they let you tear one handed if you want.

'' Pull up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his shipment onto my mammilla and bra.

'' Alright, total on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My t-shirt soaked in various 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 bigger than our little one. We stopped after a couple moment near a mammoth strip plaza that had a Walmart in it. A expectant plagiarist pin flew from the top. The big depot had hundreds of necros around it.

'' Home, sweet home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' ejaculate 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 thou til we got to the Walmart ceiling. There were about 6 or 8 armed guy wire up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombie trying to get in down below. These guys were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the rear, down to the stowage of the Walmart. They led me through to the primary floor, some ignitor filtered down from the skylights but the lights were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, sure-enough, perched up on these display cases, sitting in an comfortable chair like he was a king on a crapper. A bare fair sex kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A couple guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the make-do steps. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' fountainhead, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent River, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a rope around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some FINE piece of ass, not this bastard you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her promontory low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your figure be, pretty untried thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent River glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your name, honey ? '' he asked me again.

'' Fuck you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How courteous. Well I 'm for sure we can beat that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. heaps of men here ... they 'd all like a crack at you. look a indorse, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my pilus and saw a large contusion near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this truelove ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my head at Robbie.

Big Trento got very quiet. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a short tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent River asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And look at these titty ! They look genuine. Are they ? ``

Big River Trent squeezed my boobs for a few moments. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fucking ? '' he asked in shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his hands in horror.

I told him. `` Genius over there jacked off on me and dissipate his shitty cum onto me. ``

Robbie started denying it but Big Trent looked to Tom for verification. Tom nodded his straits 'yes .'

Big River Trent slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me come to ... you let me put my hands on YOUR shag JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a sack of potatoes, his head twisted at a weird slant. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. Drag his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, start talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. add up on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My Daddy. He will kill you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent thought about that for a few bit. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny Ithiel Town a few miles south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a brace men, batch of lady friend. They had a brace triggerman ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're clean. Very clean. They got their dickhead together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to get into. And get some rub and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, real soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to come with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent River who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy face, beady eyes.

As we got to the madam section, Tom relaxed his grip and looked around.

'' facial expression, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll kill my family if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your knife back. I took it from that 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. Wait til it 's moody and things quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his crew. The rest of us are prisoner, or scared shitless, forced lying-in form of affair. They make us kill the deaders at the front, but just with blood and shovel. Still, if your man comes, we can aid out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my daddy IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to observe you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was sick. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in legal action. He 's all chill and stuff and nonsense, until the dump gets going. Then he turns into this John R. Major hard-core killer. It 's almost scary, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to save me.

At to the lowest degree, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, tight. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big Trento questioned me for, I do n't know, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to get laid the layout of our blank space, how many people we had, how much food, how many guns, everything. He threatened, hurt me a little, I held out a long prison term. Finally I gave some shit answers. I told them our stronghold was some of the houses right by the road. I told him we were almost out of solid food. We had 5 hunting rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each answer, I held out. Trento punched my tum. Slapped my branch. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy time. occur on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright dish, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy stuff and nonsense is going to fall down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a immense knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about shit myself.

Trento dragged the knife down my fount, between my bosom, I trembled.

'' You told me the unharmed truth, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the Truth ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a wild look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it full open. He cut through my bra. My boob flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guys on the ceiling are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and hold back it out. '' The firing increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to fox up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your daddy, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

Sir Thomas More guesswork sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. Right near us.

Suddenly, a physical structure flew through the skylight and crashed about 20 foundation away. The head was shot and he was a mess from the fall, but you could state by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! tinker's dam ! What the Fuck ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another torso came through the skylight, Trent and his guys fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mag and put in more and kept shooting at the ceiling near the opening move. Finally, nobody had any full mags left.

This unearthly scraping randomness emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another torso flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's guy wire. He must 've had 20 fastball in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trent and his guys were in a scare. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their powder magazine were empty-bellied, they scurried about looking for more ammo. They finally found a example and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another trunk fell through the skylight. Five. pellet to absolute shit. They shot a few round of golf back towards the maw and ran out of ammunition again. Trent screamed at his guy wire to find more ammunition. Jesus, did n't these dumbasses have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front door. Several of their guy went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a gigantic pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named Lyndon Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random snapshot into the roof until Trent told him to ping it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my boobs hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my head. I, um, peed right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent yelled. `` See who these dead guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two dead guys. Trent and President Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to catch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the all in bozo around, and saw him bag a shooting iron. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the chief, amongst early places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't micturate out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many guy cable were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulder. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all utterly. shag ! '' Trent pointed the Desert bird of Jove at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bellyache ... Call him off ! ``

I made a cheek at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the os frontale. It did n't knock me out, but it hurt like shit and made my head spin. I could hear River Trent but it was like I was submersed. I could hear him yelling about covering the back stairs or something. Next affair I know, Wilson has a big gaping hole in his headspring, and Tom is standing there with a vicious look on his cheek and a smoking gun in his hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the suddenly hombre. Tom shot two more bad guys before Big River Trent fired on him. Tom was able to skirt down an aisle.

Trent could n't chase him because he heard his name being called. By my pappa !

'' Trent River ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a deal of Coors beer cases. `` And how the fuck do you jazz my figure ? ``

'' One of your little toady squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever squeal again. ``

More dig and shouts came from assorted parts of the store. The 'slaves'were rising up against their master ! So cool ! Trent River did n't know what to do, or where to depend, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your bitch ! '' Trento yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the bird of Jove at me.

Trento 's headland exploded. I thought, I did n't recognize a top dog could just irrupt ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... same face ''

I blacked out.

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I shot this knucklehead Trent right hand in his fucking head. I scanned for aim and saw this black guy also shooting at Trento. I covered him with my 1911, but I was form of hoping that he would n't shoot me since we both pullulate Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same slope, and we lowered our arm as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' Cover us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any Thomas More of these guys ? ``

'' I do n't acknowledge, I think my friends took out the eternal rest up near the movement, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a hunk on her forehead.

'' arrest here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My public figure is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You better, Tom. I 've killed a lot of multitude today, I do n't take care adding to the listing. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the toys and cosmetics to see what was happening. The cause of the ruckus became light ; 20 or so the great unwashed were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the captivate miss ! '' They had pitch and shovels and started advancing on me. There was blood in their optic !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's OK ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not kill him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some charm rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to cypher in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the fair sex and kids locked up in the nail beauty shop next doorway. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shit guard, does n't have often breathing clip 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 Sabbatum. For a lucky few, the unit menage was shopping at the Lapp fourth dimension and survived entire. For others, their loved one were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` Rattlers '' showed up and easily took over the shop and the group. The Rattlers acted like savior on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the 1st night, however, the freight train showed their on-key colour ; 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 ceiling. She covered the group 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 pick up anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens succeeding ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a low girl around his neck opening. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new female child ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the group. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlesnake on the ceiling, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the avail of Tom, we do n't have a Rattler problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivor to be a small more felicitous about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intent. Rightfully so, I guess. The last 'saviors'did n't work out so well.

'' Well, guy cable, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my citizenry back home. Do you mind if we get some health check supplies ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the Pharmacy subdivision. These guy wire still had fully stocked shelves of most everything. Jesus, I thought. Wish I was a little Thomas More mercenary in my way of mentation. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and picayune girl still around his neck opening. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinary. Or, I was. I could have a spirit at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some kind of barter, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be gravid, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to work out some craft between our grouping, maybe even merge them together ... for our mutual benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One Year Later
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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the love of God put her downwardly already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you intend ? ``

I walked over and gently took my ducky baby Jessie from her female parent 's arm and boob. Carefully, I set her down in her cot. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly with child breasts lay against her belly, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to contend but I held my finger to my rim, telling her to hold open quiet and not wake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm tired from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't care, this wo n't hold long ! '' 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 branding iron dick bashed into her legs as I grabbed her bosom and squeezed them together.

Milk gushed from both her nipples like a water fountain, except this fountain had many different watercourse ! Warm Milk sprayed on my face and dripped off my chin. I opened my mouth and savored the sweet flavor. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the shit out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm milk flowed down my throat, gulp after gulp. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the child poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even appear up. It was my feeding time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the side by side matter I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her girl 's branch. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a little, so as not to turn a loss my travelling bag on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her face into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sort of lose lead of clip when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't make love how long it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sense experience from my milk-sucking and her mom 's tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` screw Mee-Maw. ``

'' Bullshit 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you short bitch ! '' As punishment for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her girl 's cunt, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's mamilla. Truth was, I think I had enough. moldiness 've been eight or ten ounces ! Gayle rose up on her human knee 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 need them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old woman, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy lip. I was too scent up for finesse and felt a little selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my cock in gruelling ! Oh yessss ... the but affair that feels dependable than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and steamy pussy ! I looked up at my two hot mamma. well, technically one mammy and a grandma. But the grannie just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few workweek I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too stamp from the delivery.

I 'm dreary to say, but I could only lastly a minute or so in spite of appearance Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My coming was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... gasp ... ) need to stay hydrated ! '' I only had about ten moment to go.

'' Give it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's look. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a brace times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot flow of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouth. Gayle 's work kicked in right then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the side, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's tits. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky pap. Gayle came hard in just under a minute, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's milk. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning boredom. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and milk covered titty in my face. I revelled in the mixed concoction and my turncock recovered from it 's previous DoS of about 95 % hard to completely rock solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come in Mustang. '' That was our home 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 land. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't shoot unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that woman down for ten fucking minutes ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' hastiness up asshole. small Tiger out. ``

Is that any way to verbalise to her commanding officer ? I did n't think so. She will need some kind of punishment tonight. Probably have to tie her down and urinate her scout me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would figure out !

I did want to speed, though. We had seen a eggbeater go by a few clip in the last weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air force or the Army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me attire in my best zombi killing kit. We did n't give birth uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical matters. They finished strapping on my gear and I hauled ass down to the rear of Master 's and Dr. Johnson Hardware store in the jeep. They were going to fall out me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 metrical foot away, the room access artilleryman covering us. Some soldiery inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the thug of the landrover and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred foot. A small bag dropped out of the pearly and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty socks and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' how-do-you-do, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guys neediness. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United commonwealth Army. Do we take permission to land ? I 'd like to speak with whomever is in boot. ``

'' If your intention are peaceable, Colonel, then arrive on down. ``

They sat the hiss down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense here and now where we each wondered if we would shoot at each former, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the Masters brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my people had their weapons trained on the regular army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, Mayor, commanding officer, headwaiter, and Father of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interest in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could assume a less aggressive stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their artillery elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' Drink, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a full melodic theme ! '' I ushered him into the ironware entrepot where Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of Jack and two ice. I poured us each a couple fingerbreadth worth.

'' Well Colonel, you 've seen most of our field 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 bridge player, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and weapon. But I did n't want to just fall in away the keys to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of fort Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair share of zombie hassle, but were fortunate to not devolve into come anarchy. They still had over half of their troops, about 8,500 kinfolk including families on base.

'' well-nigh other installment were n't that favorable, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their sept in the subsequent city battles. We 've stayed out of the big urban center so far, just seems like too big of a job to harness. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call up your contraption out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen year old girl, who happens to be my wife and mother of my tyke. Anyway, it 's pretty mere, but very effective. You wan na admit a aspect ?. ``

We walked outside and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. cat were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys forgot to pull security ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to women, so your gal here are a sight for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a job, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not stand any kind of unwillful doings. That being said, we do accept some VERY comfortable cleaning lady who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral banner. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second base in charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised paseo to get to the expiry pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his people moved here from another township after a partake incident brought us together. We took over a motortruck intercept north of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as wall and funnels, and to act as ramps for our zombie protagonist. We 've got a little Bobcat skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Carlos the Jackal Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all copyright and trademark to that name. ``

The ground forces guy rope were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the midsection of passively dispatching a middling good-sized heard of a match one thousand zombilators, at least. We mostly stood sentry duty, somewhat out of pile so the ezed would n't get distracted, and fired a frivol away every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot twilight and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so bare ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, graceful ! You do n't even need decoy, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't have decent multitude or ammunition to crusade them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen enough living dead films, although I never expected to be in one. But the people were always making silent mistakes. They never had a place they could interlock down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any job with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a slight discombobulate. The fervour might die down or a dame might distract them. But then we just ring this Alexander Bell we got from a church. '' I pointed to the ship's bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating beacons, cop sparkle, to get their attention again. When it gets dull, we have to jam up the wild leek so we can scavenge out the trample body. That 's probably the biggest peril, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's idea was spinning. `` You could, wow, build more than incline, dig a deeper pit so they always break, rig up lights so they fire in sequence to create illusion of movement up the Allium tricoccum ... holy jack, this could really operate. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' Well, sir, it does work. But yeah, you could expatiate it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a couple hour he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you laugh at establish me a list of what you need ? You 've got a dear apparatus here and I want to see you succeed. You 're going to ask More farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with pure glee. `` well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma Deuces and Barretts, and plenty of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 round of golf of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gal of gasoline, and armored combat vehicle to entertain it. A few thousand MRE 's would aid. What else. clothes. Soap. Toilet report. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yeah FENCES ! We need fencing material so we can amplify our farms. stooge, crybaby, cows, and some Sir Thomas More kin, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' city manager Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's okay with you, I 'd like to set up an auxiliary Charles William Post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Hum-Vee. 2 Strykers. Medical trailer and staff. And I 'd like to provide you a mission as a Major in the army Reserves. The Charles William Post will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my vox faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the USA, though. I just want to detain here and raise my family. No discourtesy, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll stick here and command the entire county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will take your Sanchez idea and liberate all of Colorado, and the commonwealth, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their meat cleaver. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as railroad engineer and house decorator of the new Wiley Post. Erin fairly leapt at the probability to escort Cpl. Flint around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't stand a fortune !

I went back to the house and told the dame and the infant about the conversation. Jessie spit up a footling, but I did n't claim that as a minus. Gayle, however was a lilliputian different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army guy wire valse in here and occupy over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about loggerhead that live off the government tit ? ``

well, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a good deal.

'' Babe, '' I said, trying to sound hopeful. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these zombies. We need medicine, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my shaver, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be able to grow, and suit something other than just semi-starving living dead fighters ! We do n't have to go back to the old ways of pure covetousness and avariciousness, but maybe we can throw a better world this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this son of a bitch up. I do n't want to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the scoop way to improve the man is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guide insurance policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the remainder of the world dies completely ... ''

What the fuck did I just say ? I do n't desire fantastic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie febrility, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. Show the Army how to progress these Death Pits. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an rescript. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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Four days later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'regular army uniform. Already had a thread on it, too. Red, white, and gloomy band with a'Z'in the eye of it. I got several sets of camo also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should fatigue this for my schematic inductive reasoning and computer address to the town.

I stepped out into the family way of my adobe brick castling to see what the ladies thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

Wolf whistling. Catcalls. Fist pumps. And that was from baby Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her way. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' twist 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.

'' natural covering me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the troops in ... fifteen proceedings ! ``

'' This wo n't take that farsighted, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform pants and took out my hardening dick. They each began licking their English of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her backtalk and began to suck her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't hold long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my friend Queen Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !