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

Without pulling out, I managed to wander her onto her backbone and continued fucking her. She took it like a champion, although she was n't much More than a rag dolly. All she managed to do was gasp and moan as my cock slammed into her fourth dimension and again.

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

I 'd chased Claire for almost 3 months, although that really was n't my style. After my divorce, I played it pretty fast and idle with the ma'am. Nothing too recondite, nothing too serious, just kept it visible radiation. If the peeress was in to me, then, slap-up ! If she was n't, no worries, there 's more.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' okay child, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my rooster a couple times and her cunt responded with death-grip clenches as she came. I wanted to cum on her tits and face. I wanted to coat her entire body with my sperm. I wanted her to have it off that she was very extra to me. I could barely take my cum.

'' snatch your tits, babe ! '' I said as I fucked her.

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

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

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her breast and went to freeze her grimace with her handwriting. My cum splashed onto her tits and a duad streams hit her blocking hand total force. Dammit, would 've gone right in her mouth, too. She turned her head as far to the incline as it would go. Still, a few stray pearl and splattering got through and hit her impertinence and neck.

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

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

Jesus, really ? My cum 'wrecked everything'?

The spigot ran for several hour as she cleaned up. the pits, I 'm storm she did n't drive a bath or a shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her hair, apparently so none of my tight material would come in contact lens with her golden lock. Hey, she did have gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

'' You know, '' I began. `` I licked your pussy for at least a one-half an time of day tonight. ``

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also think your tune-up reversal job was nerveless at best, and lasted almost a arcminute and a one-half. I was just so energise to have you in my bed that I did n't take care it at the time.

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

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

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

People should just have signs around their neck opening. `` I suck at blowjob. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick pussy. '' It would save us all a lot of hassle in the long run.

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

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

Right. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

I packed up my jeep with a bunch of appurtenance and headed north out of capital of Arizona, up to Colorado River. No, I 'm not telling you where it is, exactly. I do n't need a caboodle of you citizenry showing up here, especially after all that 's happened.

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

It 's a cooperative venture between myself and three of my high-pitched school brother. One of them, Jacques Louis David, had this land above a diminished town. We decided it would make a cool off getaway. So we built a belittled cabin and took twist using it on weekends. We each contributed a sure sum of money each month for advance and such. After 15 years, it 's reasonably fricking awesome. The pilot cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a prissy Southwestern adobe house. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the walls are 3 base of steel, brick, malicious gossip, and adobe. The windowpane are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are peachy for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's form of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and cover computer storage expanse where we 've got 3 40'containers of food for thought, clothing, supplies, weapon system, ammunition. Then, in the service department, we 've got a Unimog ( nutcase, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater Rhinos, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycle. I do n't ride the wheel, though ; too uncoordinated.

The house/castle sleeps 8 comfortably, but you could pressure 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 baby, there wo n't be any room. So we laid the foundation 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 world would keep going along on its merry way.

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information Officer '' of our grouping. substance, I built us a meshwork with artificial satellite approach to the 'net. I had excess servers and bare parts to death for years and years. role of my job was to download material, entropy. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to make Rudolf Christian Karl Diesel fuel, tutorials on farming, articles on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, goat milking, book of account on making whiskey, plus I ripped thousands of movies and stored them, too. We had a pretty commodity cyclopedia of knowledge and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And smut. I downloaded lot of porn. telecasting and stories. guy cable got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Saturday after Claire. I got the solar panels out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the assault and battery, checked the fuel floor, checked our urine storage tank ... basically made the place livable.

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

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

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

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

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

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

So I assured him I would check off it out. Reluctantly, I put the nearly dead fish back in the Creek, packed up my geartrain and strolled back to the cabin. I flipped on the browser to our preferred prepper site.

There was ONE Story about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did more than that. Then there was some guy in FL a distich age ago doing that. That 's not exactly a zombie spirit Apocalypse. I called David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A medico. He said he saw a guy at the infirmary rise up after a kernel onslaught. He bit like three nursemaid and hospital attendant. The media passed it off as a half-crazed daredevil. ``

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

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

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

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. zombi spirit. If that 's true, I 'll need more of my gas. Here at the cabin, I 've got only got my required AR-15 and Glock 21, two of each. One was for my wife, now ex. ( We decided to have standardized guns for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's amercement, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the fancy scope, my Howa 308, my Benelli shotgun, my other handgun, and more ammo, and some other dirt. And, nighttime as well get as much food as I can while the memory 's are still open.

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

So I locked up the position, 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 radiocommunication of a different crazed man on a rampage who attacked three people at a dead room in Mile-High City. I pushed the landrover 's gas pedal a little more.

After a grueling trip home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to keep going. I packed up clothes, pictures, trinkets, cameras, anything of value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility program house trailer, so that got partially filled up with all that stuff and nonsense. My landrover I filled with my guns, ammo, other weapons, my gold and silver rhythm, all my puppet, and cans of gas. Grabbed my local hoard of John Cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour superintendent Walmart.

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

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruits. Filled up an intact shopping go-cart of peaches and pear and Ananas comosus. submit that out to the trailer and dumped it. Went back and bought another cart of give the axe veggie. Then I went for the canned core like stew, tuna, chicken, spam, chilly. require two carts for all that.

More trips for soups, veg, and then the box seat of white potato vine dishes and pasta beauty. Sir Thomas More trips for cooking oil, spicery, and more material I do n't even no what. At some tip, one of the workers started helping me so thing went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

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

As I was checking out the last go-cart, a frantic claim came over the loudspeaker.

'' computer code Amytal to noblewoman wear ! Code Amytal Ladies vesture ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the assistant fashion plate, Stan.

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

I paid the clerk. We heard belly laugh coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing incision. Two woman staggered out from the racks, large lesion on their branch. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the inferno out of Dodge, err, Phoenix. 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 first light so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily laden landrover up the 5,500 substructure rise on I-17 to Flagstaff.

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

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did check that the room access was locked. sigh. I 'd set them up with as often stuff and nonsense as I could, but you can only do so much for the great unwashed. They did n't want to come over from Vegas. They do have a shotgun, water gun barrel, MREs ... should last them a couple months.

Went up to flagpole and turned east on 40, could see some fires burning in the little city. pop off 50 some-odd miles outside of town, then found a side route to hide and take a rest.

Many hr later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had lots of agitation, though. Ran over 10-12 living dead. Shot a few Sir Thomas More. Saved a few lives, for the metre being, at to the lowest degree. Lesson for the future tense, firing your gun INSIDE a car is hazardous to your hearing ! The movies do n't prepare you for how loud that can be !

The slight townspeople just below our compound in the mound seems to be okay. The news is reporting instance of terrorism on a orotund scale. No mention of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and equilibrate reporting. Do n't desire people to bed what 's really happening. The website are going demented though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

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

I swept the surface area, all all the way. Then I started unloading the drone and landrover, and got down to the business enterprise of survival.

Two to a greater extent sidereal day went by before the first zombi showed up in town. At least, that 's what I figured. I could hear the gunshot, and could see cars speeding about the topographic point. Mayhem. I considered going down to help, but, what can one man do ? There were hundred of them. Plus, I did n't really have intercourse 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 one-third day.

Now, my landrover Wrangler already proved to be a pretty good zombie-striker. It 's lifted and sitting on 37 '' offroad tires, M/T 's with serious knobby tread. It 's the 4-door mannequin outfitted with supernumerary gas army tank, 5.13 gearing, offroad lightness and nicknack, it 's moderately laboured. And it has a big ass bumper in the front end which proved great at knocking over Zed and his Zed booster. But for real selection, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 metre stronger than the Jeep, has higher land clearance, has four doors and a motor home box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type vehicle, then they became usable to the world. This one was originally a bid and communication hand truck. We rigged it up as an emergency motortruck with a ladder, medical gear, fervency fire extinguisher, gun racks, everything we could mean of.

I put on my camo gear. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has hard plastic pieces that cover the chest and back, forearms, elbows, upper limb. I figured it would be harder to get bitten that way. Put on my chest rig which held my 1911 and 6 magazines for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my sword toed boots, shin safety device, human knee launching pad, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar glove that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a mix up United States Army man, null really matched but what the blaze. I do n't require to be camouflaged from Zed, just involve to be tough to eat. Grabbed my shotgun, AR, and a suppressed .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and drove to town.

Much of the Town was placidity, I turned down onto the desolate main street and kept a look out. In my mirrors I could see a strange land site ; zombies exiting computer storage and turning to watch my hand truck. Was everybody drained ?

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

It was subdued. Too quiet for the Zombie Apocalypse.

A Zed rounded the recess and shuffled towards me. I mean, I think he was a Zed. Blood covered brass and chest, space stare ... I grabbed the suppressed .22 and fired at his head. Two shots and he dropped, but not before he let out the moan.

The zombie spirit moan. We learned to hate and fear that auditory sensation. The groan seemed to be a `` Hey Zombie friends, there 's meat over here ! '' form of a thing. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more zombi spirit moans behind me.

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to turn the key when I heard various distaff screams from a nearby theatre. Shit. That 's also the direction where the moans came from.

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

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

As the zombi started dropping, the still living single ... or ... still undead I, turned and saw me and came my commission. The moans increased, calling their friends.

My first cartridge holder emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the minute 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 phase of the moon of blood and Al Gore and really dead zombi spirit. The cry extend upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some groan up there, though.

Shit ! Some zombie dickhead grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a lounge. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a pile of dead Zeds. The female screams continued upstairs, I figured I could vote down this diminish one later.

I ran back outside, started the Mog and backed her right up to the house, destroying the scout fence and garden in the process. But now the top of the rear camper box was pretty much in line with the porch roof, which led to the second narrative windows. Climbed up the hood, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch covering, and I landed in the on a higher floor hallway.

The zee up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullet train. The screams continued in a chamber. I turned in to see a gal and a woman trying to hold off two zombies with chairs. A bunch of people were backed up in the nook of the room. They were n't going to last very much longer. I reached over my shoulder and pulled out my Crovel, a small but heavy duty combination tool of crow-bar and shovel. The shovel edges are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw edge and a bottle unfastener, so it 's jolly cool. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the vernal girl.

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

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

Zombie groan outside. They 're coming in the business firm again.

I surveyed the office, but there was too often going on. There were various females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive posture. Plus a few that seemed to be down. Nobody had any guns, just some garden rip and pieces of wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed set up to give up. They were also mostly in wench and dog, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these citizenry. My cabin had room as my crony did n't seem to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

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

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

She was stunning. Her medium length pitch-dark whisker was a pile. She was cruddy ; rakehell and grime on her case, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. sort of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a safe shoes, food, first aid, more throttle, you 'll be safe. Safer than here. '' She thought about it for a moment. I held out my deal. `` It 's now or never, beauty. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Blake, the sheik of the bunch, helped me with the downed girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a injury to her back, her clothing was in smidgin. It was hard to maneuver her because we were trying not to partake her backrest. The pretty gentlewoman was helping too. Turns out this wounded female child was her daughter. We finally got outdoors, 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 star sign. `` What 's that chick 's public figure ? The hitman ? We need her out here ! ``

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

'' Tina. Hi. touch for her. William Tell her which unity are closest. kill the penny-pinching 1 first, then cultivate your way out. Here, hold these two cartridge clip. Do n't bewilder away the empties. ``

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

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

I hopped down on the strong-armer of the Mog and killed a dyad rightfield by the device driver 's door of the truck.

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

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

'' Clear ! '' I hollered up to the young woman. `` Bring down the suffering girl ! Then everyone else. Erin, you keep lookout ! ``

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

'' You 've got 'shotgun''', I said, meaning the strawman ass with me.

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead drumhead and dead body as we went. The truck lurched and heaved position to side as we listened to the sickening sounds. Two or three days ago, these were mum and pop, shopkeepers, Samuel Barber, high school kids ... today they are just dead meat walking. This existence sucks.

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

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

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

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Chapter 3 - The comer
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We got up to my compound. Locked the logic gate as I was sure we would have some followers. Found out that the hurt girl was Lorraine and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lothringen inside to our minuscule medical examination way. Yes, we actually have a elbow room for this. Like a tiny doctors spot. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some H2O and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't serve notice that, underneath her tear blouse, Lorraine had fantastic titty. Like mother, like girl, I guess.

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

Back to the injure Lorraine. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the datum guy. My sidekick Saint David was the Medical Man. He took all the Red crossbreeding breeding and CERT classes and studied the books and shit. I hate stock. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of former people 's blood, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as best I could. Got out the acerate leaf and surgical seam thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lorraine had passed out by this time. My stitches would have made the Frankenstein's monster creature blush, they were that bad. But they seemed to moderate the skin together. I slathered her with antibiotic drug ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't aid but discover that no matter how pretty her mother was, this wound missy was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, 18. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

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

They were at a funeral home in Denver when one of the dead 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 exquisitely. I finished the end bandage.

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

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

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

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

Gayle began to make out back to pattern. `` I, I do n't live how to give thanks you ... I do n't even bonk your name ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

'' Shhh ... it 's approve steady ... I 'm Michael. Michael Larson. ``

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

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

Our lip met in a gentle, chaste kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a second at the most. But we stayed there for various mo ... then I squeezed her a little tighter and our kiss became a little more passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each early. I became extremely conscious of her bosom pressing into me, and my turncock started to tighten up. Her ventilation increased, along with mine, our mouths opened a bit, and certain enough, our clapper met at the same time. She was dirty, smelled a small, and her fuzz was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My cock roared to total attention as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her shank. My handwriting slid down to her dame, I could palpate the bare skin of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

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

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

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

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

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

They were a pretty near looking gang, and maybe a set of Sister ? Blake and the missy returned to their bowls of chili quickly, though. Found out they had been on the run and had n't really eaten much in 3 days. Gayle and I joined in the grub session and the mood was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to imply. Meaning happy. They were happy to be animated, I was happy to have some troupe, good-looking party at that !

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

'' I 'll come with you, '' volunteered Erin, the shooter biddy. `` I 'll find out your back. ``

'' Sure, be good to consume some more eyes. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her face and hands. In all the mental confusion and fighting originally, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking good looking. Nice slight shape, a little over five human foot marvellous and not giant tit. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the early missy, she seemed improperly dressed for the affair, but she did ingest some boots that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my hands as she took the Crovel with the three in spike 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., passel Realty. '' His throat was torn up, must ingest been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombi, he did n't get that completely crappy look like you see in the motion-picture show. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eyes were all red and splotchy, he stank like shit, and his skin was turning that sallow, pale color.

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

She rammed the stiletto heel right wing into and through his left eye, piercing his brain. Jerry stopped all his useless motions, hung there for a back, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

'' I 'm just completely and totally get it on horny right now. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hold on, sweetheart. Let 's empty that first off. '' I did n't need to get charge with my own gun.
She emptied the mag and the chamber.

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

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

'' Saviour Redeemer, yes ! Let me suck that, please ? Let me suck up your big intemperate pecker. ``

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

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

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

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a shag brute today ... you 're a fucking backbreaking corps orca ... suck that shaft, suck it suck it suck it oh FUCK I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

Fiery shots of sperm exploded into her mouth, down her throat. She kept her mouth on the tip as her hand stroked me, coaxing out more cum and more cum. She swallowed immediately to establish room 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 let out her gorgeous boob. With my former deal I grabbed the rifle and placed it on her tits, she grabbed it and rubbed it furiously on them as I continued to agitate her cunt.

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

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh piece of ass ... shit ... whoreson ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the Wave kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fence. I traded hands so my right hand was now free to draw my .45.
gold rush ! And the Zed 's caput exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' piece of tail ! ``

godsend !

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

godsend !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

bunce roaring Boom bunce !

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

I dropped the hollow pistol on the ground.

I was hard as a shtup rock again. I had never seen such a fleshly display in my life. I furiously stroked my dick as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a small onus rightfulness on her gorgeous little teat. The spermatozoan was less, but my coming was great. sanctum shit.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, Zombies. 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 legs around me and all my gear.

'' I need you to hump me, Michael. Seriously. auntie Flo leaves town in a copulate daylight. ``

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

'' That 's not gon na happen ! You 'll be licking cunt for years then. ``

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

'' Was that to a greater extent shooting we heard ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my gear. `` Few more zombies showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the female child were all fresh and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camouflage knickers and tee shirt. A couplet were still sordid, waiting their number. William Blake was all clean house too. Guess he did n't know about 'ladies first .'

'' So uh ... I 've got a calculator in this little office over here. And I 've got a tab. They 're both connected to the web. Or what 's left of it. Why do n't you do ... five minute duty period until everyone has a guessing at it, then exact ten minute sack. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Lothringen. ``

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

'' Well, she 's resting comfortably. Probably need to shift the patch. There 's still some pedigree coming out. ``

'' Yeah. Probably due to my stinky stitching. Maybe we 'll put some super glue on it to assist seal up the combat injury. ``

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

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical room and re-patched her daughter, Lorraine. Found out Thomas More of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in boulder, Colorado. A radical of 20 of the sorority miss had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their Friend who 'd been killed in a car accident. The inspection and repair was at a funeral home and, during the Robert William Service, one of the other dead consistence came out of the vertebral column room and started to prick folks. This snake god bit five or six mass before they subdued it. The female child fled in panic. Gayle, the house mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to make their way back, massive traffic fix developed as zombies 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 city streets. They finally re-took their bus, but were down to 15 missy at this point. Gayle tried to head north, to go back home, but everything was blocked. She found an opening south and went that way.

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

They ran out of gas a couple nautical mile from here, and hoofed it into Ithiel Town. Not so wanton with panicked little girl and high heels. In town, nobody would help them, the zombi spirit were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned house with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

'' Saviour. I do n't have intercourse what to say. I 'm beaming I took my helmet off at that present moment. ``

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

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

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

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

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

I made the hot chocolate, and put a liberal measure of Pearl Mae Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a film as the girls found topographic point on the lounge with their pillows. almost were in my packer short pants and my olive olive-drab T-shirts. They all asked what movie, but I would n't tell them.

The euphony started as beautiful shooting of passel passed by on the screen. The music built up ...

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

Julie Saint Andrew the Apostle appeared on the top of a hill and started singing `` The hills are alert, with the auditory sensation of music. ``

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

I came out for the terminal 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 concentrate on the picture show to hold open 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. Get over it. I like Metallica and STP and Johnny cash, too. spread out your mind a bit.

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

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

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

I was going to catch some Z's in my computer elbow room. The regular room were entire and, well, this was OK 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 doorway. Maybe it 's Gayle, or maybe Erin wants to suck my cock some more ?

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

'' Something incorrectly ? '' I whispered to her in the near darkness. The room was just barely lit by a dyad of LED from the router.

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

I opened my weaponry and she hugged me, like she was holding on for dear life story. She cried quietly against my chest for respective bit as I rocked her. I did n't desire to ask what it was, I could pretty often human body it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many friends die, probably orphaned now ... still, my cock got firmly because of a defenseless consistence pressed into me.

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

I moved my hired man down to her rather plump ass, her cushy physique so flexible in my hard hands. She moaned and thrust her tongue 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 backrest. In the dim light, I could see her improbable tits splayed out to the sides. Christ, I did n't acknowledge she had those ! I went to suck up them, but she stopped me. Spreading her legs, she whispered her only Holy Writ to me.

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

I rolled on top of her, my rock'n'roll concentrated pecker between her freshly shaven pegleg. With just a little maneuvering, my pecker found her pussycat. I rubbed myself up and down her pussy a couplet multiplication, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my putz was right at her breast door. Then I entered her domain of a function. She gasped as I slowly lapse my shaft into her. I just pressed, let my weight come down on her. I drove my cock all the way in. 8 inch of passion muscle all the way in 8 seconds.

She entwined her pegleg around mine and we fucked slowly, but powerfully. I withdrew slowly, and re-plunged slowly but pressed her all the way into the mattress. Each stroke brought new moans and gasps from both of us. We slowly increased fastness. Little faster. Little harder, too. Her slick cunt paries felt so courteous and tight on my steel 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 feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's 20, who the roll in the hay knows I ca n't even think of her name ) with her tricky cunt is helping the situation way too much. No quantity of football thoughts are going to stop this. I thought of Gayle, that did it.

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

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

The girl sat up and moved towards my turncock, and found it with her oral fissure. She licked and sucked my tool clean of her and my juice. I 've GOT to come up out what her name is ! I do n't desire this to be a one-time matter. The obvious dawned on me about this time ; 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 brass. But I went to town on her snatch. I just ate her hard, and licked her toilsome, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my whole face in there. She pumped her clitoris against my tongue as I jammed almost of my hand up her dripping twat. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingers and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juices. I slipped my other handwriting to her ass and pressed in with my arrow finger. Her succus had oozed down there and it went right in.

Without monition, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my hands in place in her ass and cunt. I pressed harder on her button as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and sustain my face right in there. I wanted this baby to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the full glow of the LED. She dipped a couple fingers of her justly hand into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her hand up to her rectify mammilla and coated it with her own juices. With her left-hand paw, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a mo or so. She did the same matter again but to her left tit.

Well that was new. And fucking cock-hardening. Jesus when I was 69-ing her it did n't get hard again, but seeing this. Savior. I 've cum 3 fourth dimension in the live 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 squander !

I pointed with my unresolved hand to my pecker, to establish her what she did to me.

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

I moved in behind her, preparing to mount her slit. My head pressed into her slit rim, still wet from her secretions. She suddenly moved forward, out of range.

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

I dropped down a little and played with her twat, getting my finger wet so I could lube up her asshole. I drew up as much saliva as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a mo or so I assumed the side again, only a little higher this time.

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

The oral sex slid justly in.

She stiffened slightly at first, but I worked it back and forth a patch and she relaxed again. With some more back and off natural action, I pressed a little harder, going deeper into this usually proscribe area. I did n't desire to constrict to hard, though, and hurt her or fright her off.

Next thing I know she just backs up into me, hard ! My shaft sink to the hilt, so inscrutable up inside her.

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her face and blazonry holding it tight, her ass still pointing into the air to go for her butt-fucking. sentence to go to process !

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

I reached around to frig her pussy with one hand and grabbed a big tit with the other and squeezed the mother fucker out of it. Still not a auditory sensation out of her. Hey, I do n't want her to come alive everyone up but I also want to hold some impact on her, cognize what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so tight I was like a fuzz in her tight ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a fist with it inside my fingers. My nails dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her soundbox to meet each quick jabbing of my cock.

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

She raised up on all IV again, arched her back, and trembled with another orgasm.
I came too, right then. I could feel her cunt shakiness and her ass gripped my peter as I shot load after payload of hot cum in her ass.

The door to my little computer room volley undefended and mortal hit the Light Within, bathing us both in harsh, fluorescent splendour. What the actual fuck ?



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

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

I pulled out of what's-her-name 's ass with an audible pop. As I stood up, cum strings hung from my pecker. Gayle stared at me, then my cock, then at the young woman 's goggle mother fucker that had some cum oozing out of it.

'' What 's the matter with her ? '' I asked, trying to break in the tension. My fuck crony tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to hide a little bit in the blanket. Of course, by this time, a couple other girls had come out to see what the trouble was. I started dressing.

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

'' What Gayle, amount on ! '' I snapped at her, probably a trivial too much.

With sudden sword in her voice and a low temperature hard stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a fever of 103.6. She wo n't ignite up. I looked at the wounding and it seems taint. Her ventilation is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotics, or something. ``

asshole, I thought as I laced up my bang. I do n't suffer any fluent antibiotic, just pills. But you ca n't make an unconscious individual swallow up pills and liquidness. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' individual go get Blake. ``

'' I 'm rightfield 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 afford IVs to people ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

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

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll make a hurrying run to township. 5 minutes. grab some shit from the Doc 's place. Back immediately. 10 mo, tops. We 'll preserve her. ``

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

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

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

'' canal 16. impart it on but do n't call us unless we call you. Here 's the button to talk. ``

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

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

'' Um, just air-soft hired gun, yeah. '' Jesus, what variety of rural area boy does n't hit ?

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

We bounced in to town in record clock time. The Unimog is an awe-inspiring rig, but it 's not real fast, and it 's not real quiet. I had outfitted my landrover with some good Teraflex parts underneath so we could handle the rough route at speed with ease.

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

I cut the lights and slowed. The landrover has a quiet exhaust system on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make noise on the paving, too.

'' You can labor, right Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no concern. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatic. We 're going to indorse up to the office. I 'm going to work on these rear lightness to glow inside. Blake and I will smash and catch. I want you standing away, but right by the Jeep. Keep it running. I need you to keep the area pull in. But do n't tear until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes pop, '' she said.

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

I busted in a back breaker of glass on Doc 's front room access. The noise made me cringe, but I figured it was quieter than breaking the whole matter down.

'' centre sharp, '' I whispered to Blake. `` Keep sweeping the luminosity. '' He had a torch, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the lock. We entered the office.
sort of messy for a medico 's office, I thought. newspaper and dickhead were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first off to loot the plaza ?

Blake waved towards the dorsum, indicating where to go.

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

pudding head ... Stupid stupid person poor fish !

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

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teenaged boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a quick bite. I could n't get my rifle to stick out on something column inch away from me. I was variety of sitting on my pistol, so that was no good. I punched him a pair clock time to hold him away. But Zed never gets tired, or hurt, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my chest rig, if I can just get through it ....

William Blake screamed.

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

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

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

I punched my Zed again as heavy as I fucking could, further tweaking his straits and neck.

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

Shit shit shit darn !

Blake handed me the keys to the cabinet.

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

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

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

I rummaged through the storage locker as 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 folderol can and project them all in there. Then I grabbed respective tube-looking things and as many panpipe as I could. I also threw in some feeding bottle of oral contraceptive, and piddling bottles of liquids that had drug names on them. I do n't know what they were, I took them all. I looked at Blake as he struggled to speak.

'' Michael ... you have to go. Save Lorraine. '' He was a coward two min ago. Now he 's uprise granite balls.

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

'' What happened ? '' Erin asked in revulsion. She could see his stock from the rear Jeep lights.

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

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

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

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

Erin raised her rifle, I pushed it back down.

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

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

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flare from the book binding of the jeep and lit it. I tossed it a span feet away. I made her repel away, slowly down Main Street without any lights and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the solar flare would draw the zombi towards its light, so they would n't conform to us home. We turned the corner, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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

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

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

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

We pulled in to our complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the deoxyephedrine basket full of drugs and began sorting them out on the board. All the other girl were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to happen. It only took about three Thomas More seconds until person asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my part sounding weird to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. clink on the server ikon, right. mouse click Medical, ok click the IV folder, click that single file, yeah assortment. ``

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

She looked at me, my hands were still shaking.

She gave it a go.

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

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

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

Gayle came to the kitchen. She got out the Nathan 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 decent to you, '' she said, bluntly. `` I need you to chill out the hell down and start functioning again. Now, severalize me what happened. ``

I sat up and swallowed the drinking down.

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

I put my principal in my custody and sobbed. That poor screw kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my shabu and poured another double shot.

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

'' well, I should n't get put anyone who 's that unprepared in that berth. That 's why we 're getting up former tomorrow. We 're starting staple grooming. ``

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her name. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not sure what your program is, but you better watch what you 're doing here. These young lady are very ... legal tender right now. And you 're like some Hero of Alexandria father figure to them. check your measure. Good night, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a terrible sleep.

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

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

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

Finally, it was time for live fervency preparation. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the respite of us went up to the ceiling with one AR and the 10/22 and a gang of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the decease moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly safe, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 human foot vertical walls.

I had Erin display the right position and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a couple detonator, two Zeds fell.

'' Tina, you try it. '' The skillful thing about the AR, it shoots a belittled but powerful bullet. Still, the gripe on that is minimal. Women can easily fool away it without losing control of the weapon. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' Still low, make sure you 're using the front quite a little, line up both batch. ``

BAM !

'' And he 's down ! squeamish one ! Couple to a greater extent now. ``

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

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one point, but cipher saw. Erin was right there at my doorway death night when I pulled my peter out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't appear to unsettle her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to possess developed a confused but still strong dislike towards me. Sorry dear, one kiss does n't intend we are exclusive. Although, she is so damn attractive. And sweet, and inviolable. Christ ...

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

The rest of the day was more training, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 all in Zeds on your dimension ? We ended up fashioning these big hooks out of some rebar we had in a drop. Rebar, that super unassailable steel they use in concrete structures. We tied two forget me drug to that so two or four the great unwashed could haul them across the ground. There was a small indentation in the ground outside the fencing credit line, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the best enduringness education utilization. You used you legs, arms, chest, core, everything.

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

I really liked the busy activity all day. It sort of facilitate keep Blake out of my head teacher. But in the evening, he came back to inconvenience me. A lot. The young woman put on Legally Blonde. No, not a porno, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my elbow room with a six-pack of Budweisers.

I worked on the computing device, checked the panel for new info, put out some info. We, the confused few still connected to the Web, were trying to spot if last was caused by the bite only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed boloney on you and it gets in your oral fissure or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should feign it 's transferable without a snack, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George Romero Zombie ; not really fast, not bright, drawn to smell, sound and motion, and eager for man human body to eat. Well at to the lowest degree nobody has seen any running zombi spirit. Unfortunately, it seemed that any end was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a sting, but a heart attack, too.

Then I looked at our supply, our land maps, and tried to remember of some design. Winter was coming. We could n't industrial plant anything now. But there 's plenty we should be doing. The main thing was, we needed to clean out the Town. But before that, we needed to get these girl in soma and properly outfitted. They were all fall apart clothes and place that did n't really fit.

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

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

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

She tapped again.

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

I flung the threshold open, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson sisters. They were n't twins, being a couple years apart, but they had a inviolable family resemblance. ignitor reddish hair, fair skin, cunning petty lentigo ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girlfriend ? ``

'' 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 arms over her pass. Lizzie lifted Kristin 's shirt up and over her caput. She bent down and licked Kristin 's beautiful garden pink tit. Probably a C-cup.

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

wellspring, I was still very turn over about the Blake situation.

But I 'm also a man.

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Chapter 6 - Revelation
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I woke up alone the succeeding good morning, wondering where the sis went. Christ, they were incredible. It 's the form of matter where I ca n't leave an precise play-by-play description of what went down, there was just so much going on ! Plus I was buzzed from the beers and the mariner. But it was something like this :

Lizzie was the onetime one, 21, it turns out. And Kristin the jr. at just retiring 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 proper in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her shaved pubic region. She raised Kristin 's leg kind of past me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the wall for financial backing. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's organic structure, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her section. And all the while she 's whispering `` Look at these boob ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so soft '' and matter like that. I was concerned for Kristin at first, but she seemed to love it, especially when Lizzie moved around to osculate Kristin 's slit. I went from 80 % firmly to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a couple of threesomes before. And let me tell you, it ai n't like in the pornography. One of the girls is usually shy, and then somebody gets their belief hurt because they are n't getting plenty attention or whatever ... most the great unwashed just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two sisters, unlike story ! Lizzie stopped eating her sister 's slit and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping cunt succus from Kristin. Christ, kissing a hot Loretta Young young lady, who 's got her own sister 's juice on her lip, I was just melting. I was n't cognizant at the sentence, 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 death chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my look in Kristin 's young pussy alright. Her succus already flowing from her sister 's clapper, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my gentle assault.

And this is where it gets kind of fuzzy. Lizzie went and sucked on Kristin 's tits some more ... then both of us were sucking Kristin 's titmouse ... then I got rolled on my back and had Lizzie 's pussy shattering my face and my pecker up Kristin 's cunt.

Then ... Well there was rubbing ... and sucking ... and kissing ... and seemingly everywhere I reached there was a nice female piece to trifle with or sop up or eff. My cock was never not in a oral fissure or a pussy for very long at all. I remember at one point pulling my tool out of Lizzie 's twat and sticking it immediately into Kristin 's mouth. Both of the female child just could n't get enough of each others pussy juices.

A bit later, the girls were sixty-nining, with my turncock going in a hot pussy, and getting licked on the outstroke. Holy shit ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the meter on all quaternion with Kristin under her ) told me to jack off into her asshole. I did n't really hump her ass, just pressed the tip against her golf hole and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you take back that stuff and nonsense, bitch ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her oral fissure as she licked her sister ass, cleaning it all up. Lizzie promptly turned around and kissed her sister firmly and tenderly and roughly, and they fought for the cum back and Forth River. Some ran down Kristin 's cheek. The two young woman entwined their legs and labor their pussies into each former, cumming strong simultaneously in just a mates min. I forced my way from behind so I could try and lick both of their bitch. Nice.

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

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

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

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

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

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After our morning P90 workout, we ate Gayle 's battercake from my exsiccate cache, and I talked about my oecumenical plan for taking back our short contiguous townsfolk. Since it did n't depend 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 plan was to get farming next spring. But we need to clear out Zach and all his ally first ; ca n't feature him trampling all over our domain and gardens.
Then, Patsy spoke up.

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

All drumhead turned her way, you could hear the sirup flowing down the cakes.

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

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

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

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

Hey, I 'm a believer in the U. S. Constitution of the United States. You want to conceive in the Big Sky pop, go correctly ahead. That 's your rightfield, it 's part of the kickoff Amendment. You want to believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster ? amercement. I do n't handle. But your freedoms and rights end when they impact my freedom and rights.

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

'' soft touch ... you can think what you want to conceive. But, you are also a client in my house. My plan, for all the occupier of this firm, is to try and get through this zombie spirit Book of Revelation, and to keep keep and kill the bad Guy. I want to industrial plant crop, I want us to be safe. I want us to live. I variety of thinking those were common notion we all had. I expected everyone in this house to go towards that goal. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

I took a sip of coffee tree and the girls all started shouting back and Forth River. Finally, I tapped my cup again.

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

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

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

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

'' I hardly think you 're God 's messenger, '' Patsy said. vehemence on the 'you 're'; entire of scorn. `` No, we have to wait for a sign. ``

'' Do you desire to hold off in this star sign ? My house ? ``

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

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

I ate the rest of my breakfast. The missy were all agitated with patsy and they argued with each other. I looked at fool. Pretty girl, dyed blond hair, nice firm body, obviously somewhat impudent as she 's in college. But she 's either a religious whacko or she 's gone crazy. Maybe both. Oh well, not my job anymore.

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

'' I 'll be back. ``

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

I came back with a prissy backpack, filled up.

'' patsy. first base of all, I 'm regretful to have infringed on your opinion. That was faulty of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it plain you do n't want to stay here. So I put together a trivial kit here, '' I indicated the rucksack. `` There 's water for three days, intellectual nourishment, a jacket, gloves, mates, oh and a Bible, of course of study. Let 's see, no weapons, of course. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

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

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

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

'' Patsy, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't birth person here who I ca n't intrust not to depart a threshold surface on purpose. '' I held up the ring for her.

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

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

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

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

'' The Godhead is my sheepherder, I shall not want ... '' Patsy began. She kept praying as she shouldered the gang. I helped her adjust the straps. `` Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will revere no wickedness. ``

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

'' Surely good and mercifulness will stick with me, all the days of my life. ``

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

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

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

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

BOOM !

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

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

gravy ! got her.

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

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

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

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

That 5th Zach was now walking in a heterosexual person transmission line away from me. Easy does it ... breathe out ... grip ... BOOM !

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

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

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

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

We spent the rest of the day preparing our arm, teaching the young lady how to care for and cleanse them, ran through more drills to illuminate jam etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the group 's hoard of standardize weapons. My buddies wo n't mind, since they are gone ...

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

I talked more with the missy about my plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` maestro 's hardware and Dry Goods '' store. The girlfriend need underwear, shoe that fit, and some wearing apparel, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these female child have really big tits. And I need them to be able-bodied to run. Big bouncing mammilla are fun to watch in slowly movement when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't poise to have thing going in all counsel. Got ta strap those puppies down.

'' I 'm going to take two unpaid worker for tomorrow 's digression, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now make on a irregular. I need people who are good shots, can move quick, and do n't mind getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more ... Lorrie, pitiful sweetie, you need to a greater extent healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, asshole ! ``

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

They nodded their headway in unison. Got ta honey sisters.

So instead of a film that night, we all cleaned the arm and checked our packs. We loaded the jeep with some trade wind goods, like gal jug of water and canned food in case we found some subsister. Also some dry foods like split second white potato and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

'' I 'm severe. We need to be up bright and early and ready to go. ``

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

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

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with snag in her middle. I held her shoulder joint, afraid to bear on her backbone. Her tit pressed into me. Jesus.

'' seed 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 drained Zeds from the former day. Nobody is cleaning up the Town. We stopped in movement of `` Master 's '' store. Peeking in the window, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the glass lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, movement. hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the fund. I did n't want to just shoot and raid up the glass, I wanted to keep back some integrity to the computer storage. Talking to the girls, we drove the Jeep around the slope of the store. I took a set of keys, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the landrover and went up the fire leakage to the second floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the area. The other gals came in. Okay.

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

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

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three early rifles pointed at his header. Then a door opened up behind us. mental confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't get it on who to point it at. My girl were yelling, so were the boys ; this was very tense and could go bad in a rush. But I could see these were Whitney Young shaver. I did n't believe they were dangerous, just being protective.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, I 'm no-account about your brother. I 'm Michael. And really, we just want to trade for some stuff. Who 's Masters ? Is he the owner ? ``

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

'' So, you 're ... Bat skipper'sons ? '' I smiled again. Another joke only old Guy get.

'' Well guy cable, I 'm very good-for-naught for your red ink. But we need some things for the girlfriend. You fellas involve water ? Food ? ``

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

Sir Thomas Wyat slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't desire to look bad in nominal head of the girls.

'' boy, '' I said. `` Before we do any trading, we 've got to ... remove Virgil ... ''

'' Yeah. We know. We just ca n't do it. '' Sir Henry Morgan, apparently the younger one, cried a piddling. 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 oneself you with this. '' Nice diplomacy ! Who knew she was so sensitive ?

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

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

The aura lightened up then. The two sisters went shopping with the male child helping. For a crappy small town, they had pretty practiced stuff. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the Natalie Wood, so they get quite a few tramp coming through here needing hold up min gear.

motion outside caught my eye, various Zachs were at the front of the store.

'' Can we get to the clock column from here ? '' I asked. It was just a little cupola kind of a thing, sitting on the roof of the minute floor. We climbed the stair from the roof. A duet boot and the clock fell out of the front. overnice aspect from here, we could see virtually of the townspeople, now.

I looked at Erin. Her face pleaded with me.

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

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

boom !

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

roaring !

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

BOOM !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

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

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

BOOM !

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

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

'' You 're an awful guesswork, sweetheart ! '' And I rested my hand on her trim little ass.

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

BOOM !

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

'' Reloading, '' she said. I took that here and now to reach around her and undo her belt, then just shucked her camo trouser down. She was n't wearing any underwear. She struggled out of one leg, so she could still motivate. I rested my deal on her silky shine naked butt.

Erin exhaled, I paused, and microphone boom !

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

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

And I jammed three more than fingerbreadth up her oozing cunt.

'' Good Shepherd I 'm finis daddy ... so close ... '' BOOM !

I pulled my hand out of her backside, and reached around to the figurehead so I could squeeze and knead her clit.

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

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

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

BOOM !

'' Fuck ! ! ! ``

manna from heaven !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with sharp-worded condensation. Her juice literally flowed over my finger's breadth. I jammed my finger's breadth into her sassing, she licked and sucked down her juices and moaned at me. I pulled my manus out.

'' piece of tail me, pop, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my pop, '' she said softly. `` Fuck me pappa. '' Then through gritted teeth : `` Fuck me intemperate Daddy ! Let me toss off these fuckers and fuck me, daddy. ``

Jesus the Nazarene, I do n't even make a girl, but hearing her lecture like this was such a turn-on. I dropped trou in a rushing. I lined up right behind her and jostle my stopcock up her taut cunt.

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

She took aim some more. I paused.

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

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

roaring !

I fucked her hot puss while she continued targeting. She lined up a shooter, but I could n't assist myself, my dick twitched inside her muggy cunt.

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as firmly as I could while she tried to fetch up the dead Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

Erin rested the gun and took her roll in the hay like a title-holder, bucking her hips back into my driving force. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing turncock sank rich and deeper into her body.

Erin reached down to her cunt and frigged herself for a few moments, then took that hand and tried to shove it in my nerve. She succeeded, smearing my facial expression with creamy pussycat cum.

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

'' dad 's small fucking tart ? Huh baby ? ``

'' Yes pappa oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like pop 's stopcock ? ``

'' Yeah pa keep fucking me ! ``

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

'' Oh roll in the hay YES DADDY ! Cum in me daddy ! ! ``

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

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

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

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

My pecker began to shrivel up a bit. Erin lined up the crawler, and finished him off with a satisfying roaring !

'' clean and jerk me up, baby, '' I said to her. `` I want to sprout a few. ``

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

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

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

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

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

I pulled the short two-way radio out of my shoulder joint sac and put in a birdsong to the house.

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

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 circumference fence.
Payton took them out with the '22'. ``

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

'' The improbable one ? blockhead ! ``

Yeah she 's the tall one. At to the lowest degree six metrical unit. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you guy rope ? We hear a lot of guess. Oh, and Lorraine says to tell you 'negative Ghostrider, the rule is full'. What the hell are you guys talking about ? ``

I chuckled out loud while Erin just looked at me like I was stupid. `` All good here. piddling Panthera tigris is quite the sharpshooter. The sisters are negotiating for trade good as we speak. will check back in 15. Tell Lorrie 'it 's time to bombilate the tower'. Ghostrider out. ``

'' 10-4. Out. ``

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

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

Across the store, about 30 feet, was a chicken feed showcase about 15 feet long that held knife, binoculars, and other high dollar point. It was also the checkout field with registry and credit circuit card machine.

Leaning against the case were our two sisters, naked as jaybird. Their implements of war outstretched, they were holding onto the contrary side of the typeface. They were holding on because the two Brother were fucking them from behind for all they were Worth. They were facing us, but nobody saw us as they were in various throes of passion.

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

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

Both Lizzie and Kristin rose up and shouted at me.

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

The male child froze, and started to withdraw.

I think it was Wyat that said `` Daddy ? He 's your dad ? Oh lie with lie with ass ... '' and started backing off.

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

'' Okay ... I 'm going to the landrover. Hurry it up, boy. number on Erin. ``

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

I found an area out back of the depot that seemed to have got jolly indulgent priming. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a grave for Publius Vergilius Maro. And yell the ranch. It 'll be another hour or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

'' Does it devil you ? '' she asked `` I can halt it. ``

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

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're awe-inspiring ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a father. And, the screw is Nice. Very nice. Oh jack consecrate me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

Tired, I tossed it to her. Erin went over to a Zombie kid. Maybe 10-12 years old. She raised the 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 zombie kid started to groan. But being diminished he did n't have a lot of yield. I do n't think any others heard him.

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

With crying in my optic, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the trap. tempestuous at the fucked up domain, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, dad. ``

I wiped my nozzle. `` It 's approve steady. It 's intemperate. It 's fucked. It sucks. But you ca n't hesitate like that again. You 're the ruffianly of you girls. I need you. ``

I dragged Vergil maestro over to his fix. It was n't 6 feet deep. More like 4. Sorry Virg, I do n't have all day.

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... Daddy ... I do n't want you to be my boyfriend, or husband. I do want to go on 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 sink down with. Like the Dizzy sisters have. ``

I finished covering up Virgil. `` come here, baby daughter. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a fiddling bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be dada with benefits, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The Party
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The Masters boys were dressed, but looked a little sheeplike. The Johnson sister were beaming, their faces a lilliputian purge. must 've been a pretty practiced time on the tongue case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out gimcrack and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

It was form 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 couple pairs ? Who 's not getting shoes. ``

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

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

'' facial expression, we are n't trading people for stuff. We 'll be ok without -- ''

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

thing relocation quickly in the New World.

'' Well, not so fast. This place is very vulnerable. methamphetamine windows all over, the back door lock could n't contain a seven-year-old ... '' tinker's damn. What to do ?

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

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

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

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

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


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There was cracking excitement at the house as the new male child were examined, admired, hugged.

But the President Andrew Johnson baby made it very clear ; these boys were off-limits. And they seemed smitten with the Sister, so that was good. Then the girls discovered their new clothes, and the screeching was nearly unbearable. horseshoe that fit ! Pants that fit ! Underwear !

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

'' Only during the bad week, '' she said. `` relaxation of the sentence, I like to go commando. speechmaking of which, who said you could go shooting sperms inside me ? ``

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

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

'' okey, Little tiger. '' We hugged and kissed.

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

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

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

'' Yeah, certainly, jazz to fuck you any where you want it ! ``

We heard mortal coming down the Granville Stanley Hall and started talking business.

'' So yeah, just campaign the patches through, without dinging the side of the barrel -- ''

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Well, Lorrie ... sweetie ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be soft, with a gun, but it can also get very roughneck real fast. How 's your back been doing ? ``

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

'' It 's good ! count ! ``

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

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

screwing slap-up is how you 're doing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her lower hips. Her bare hips. Jesus Jesus Christ her skin is so soft and warmly ...

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

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

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

'' I do n't think you 're a kid ... '' With a dead body like that ? She 's all cleaning woman, all the clock time. `` But, you need to necessitate it slow with that backbone. I do n't want any stitches to get along out. '' I could n't cerebrate of anything else to say. I mean, masses are probably to come back at any import. Yes, I fucked some of the early girlfriend, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' Arms up. ``

She raised her weapons system, her bosom still pressed against me.

I took her jersey and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her subdivision, head, then over her tits until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

Um, holy tinker's damn ? Why is she telling me this ?

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

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

Lorrie leaned in and whispered to me, `` Mom masturbates at night when she thinks I 'm benumbed. 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 prepare for Payton, it 's her turn tonight. ``

And she left to rejoin the others. I stood there like, What the fuck ? They are taking good turn ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the worst thing that could pass off, 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 on with them. What do you think ? ``

'' I 'm a little concerned. We have to beef up their building area, it 's not very secure right now. And we need to take aim those male child up. They need to get a fiddling, uh, 'harder'. And no, not in the way you think ! ``

Gayle punched my arm.

'' But yeah, in a few days I think it would be ticket. We need to start taking back the Town anyway. Would be good to have a forward base there. We 've got radios. We could gazump them up with a set of solar panels. It could work. ``

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

Erin found the tablet, touched the screen a few times, and the adjacent affair you know, Rihanna is blasting from the speaker unit. It 's a party !

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

Everyone yelled the refrain :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly commodity !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't care I like the smell of it !
joint and stones may get out my bones
But chemical chain and lash excite me ! ``

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

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

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

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

Lorrie got bumped accidentally, and I roared at everyone to arrest while we checked her out. I was about to declare `` Party On ! '' when we heard the shitty phone of a automaton moan, coming from outside. Those fuckers.

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

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

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

3 ezed were at the bulwark of the business firm. Somebody had n't locked the gate.

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

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

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

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the lav and sleeping room. I was the finis to use a public toilet. Got myself a shower, finally. Got to think back to tick the water levels tomorrow in the memory water tank, I reminded myself.

When I opened the room access to my little computer room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was stark naked, sitting on the air mattress with her binding up against the pillows and the wall. Her ripe mitt was lazily playing with her shaved slit while her bequeath hand toyed with a nipple.

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

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

I got unappareled, mentally thanking myself for storing up so many razors. When I pulled my shorts off, my 8 in putz sprang out to it 's usual 45 grade 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 great pleasures in biography. I do n't get to see it often enough.

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

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

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

I settled into the position chairwoman. `` Just sing a little. Tell me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? Show me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to figure out me grueling ... and put your tongue on my clit ... and bite it a piffling ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her finger slipped inside her cunt as she talked.

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

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

'' And I want to draw your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her fingers out of her snatch and daintily put one in her mouth. Her sassing enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean of her juices. She did that to the former two.

'' You like that ... pa ? '' I chuckled at the dada. Maybe it 's a big run joke with all of them.

'' Yes baby, tell me to a greater extent. ``

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

'' I want you to have a go at it me ... please you have to fuck me ... please ... ''

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from backside. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

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

'' Oh fuck have sex nooky ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her bitch ! ``

'' Oh my have a go at it 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 access to her cunt and she furiously banged herself. It was taking everything I had not to get involved, but I loved watching her.

'' God, you 're beautiful, '' I said. Hey, she looked great. She was n't the prettiest of the bunch by a long shot. But who the nooky forethought. She was awesome.

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

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

'' Jesus that was rightful ? ``

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

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

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

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

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was nerveless to get laid someone almost as big as me. But her strong ramification were like jelly as I pounded her pussy into submission.

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

At one point, the doorway opened and Erin stuck her head in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'foretoken with my finger to my mouth. She nodded and sat on the storey. Pulling her little sweat knickers aside, she rubbed her slit as she watched me fuck Payton.

She, Payton, had no idea anybody else was in there as she was in the throes of ecstasy. I rolled Payton on her back again so I could see her aspect when I fucked her. She held on to me tight, never opening her eyes. I squeezed her tits as I lay on her, the pap hard as fucking rocks. Then I reached around and grabbed her ass impudence, pulling her tightly and going deeper into her twat. I easily slipped a finger 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 dove in and out of her pussy.

'' I 'm going to eff your tits, sister ! '' I warned Payton.

She opened her eyes for the first time in about 10 arcminute as she watched me settle in between her luscious jug. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton kind of laugh but did n't seem to mind.

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

'' Just observation. Maybe she thought I needed some helper ... ''

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

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

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

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

I was about at the end of my R-2. I reached down and pulled on her nipples as Payton squeezed her tits. Pulled on the fuckers pretty hard. Payton yelped as my cum shot into her mouth and on her Chin. She moaned more as Erin 's tongue made her cum. I shot some more cum onto her boldness, then pulled back and dropped some dozens on her big cushy tits.

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

Payton just lay there in sexual fulfillment, enjoying her raw high school. 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 nerve, lips and neck. She then drooled it into Payton 's mouth, who swallowed it easily.

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her daze to mark Erin.

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

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

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

Erin never let up or let go of those magnificent tits. I slopped up some twat juice onto an exhibit nipple, Erin saw that and just dove on it.

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

- - -

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

So this day, we hooked up the snow plough to the Unimog. Too many deadened consistency in the street, you know. We scored tons of plywood at the hardware memory board to barricade the maestro 's store. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the eastern United States end of Main street. It already had some followers. The cool affair about the Mog is its height. No matter what the zed do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't break the glass. They ca n't mount into the cab. So we Parked it in the eye of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for dangerous long range and stopping powerfulness. Also had an AR, and the suppressed 22. The idea was, they would start shooting at Zach, which would bring Sir Thomas More Zachs, and they would keep shooting. Lorrie would get some real on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Sir Henry Morgan, and Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole other end of the small town. We pulled up to the last star sign. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boys had pitchforks. We also had pistols, all of us. The musical theme, though, was to go quiet down and check the houses.

The first one was a objet d'art of cake. Tapped on the door, all subdued. The house was unlocked, nonentity inside. We checked for practice of medicine and food, found a pretty trade good stash of posterior. Some good nutrient in the electric refrigerator, too, but it was all rotten. No music. No weapons. Some old Lady apparel, that 's about it. We stacked the bathroom on the porch for later pickup.

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

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

Found a little food, a .38 revolver with 9 shield, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty dress. But we took everything we could recover. Candles, Al foil, baggies, privy newspaper, lucifer, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Lewis Henry Morgan and Sir Thomas Wyatt Masters. From the computer memory ! ``

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

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

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

'' Naw. I 'm goodness for the winter. come springtime, I 'll be needing some supplies, though. You reckon we 'll get some office and food by then ? ``

'' Uh, no, Missus ... ''

'' It 's Miss. Thompson. Never had much need for no man. Although, I do kind of like your style, Slim. '' She let that bent. I was n't sure what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, to the lowest degree not by an old peeress. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

'' Hmph ... well ... miss 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 butt. `` Stud, '' she whispered and laughed.

We went through 30 more than firm, but no other living folks. Lots of dead torso, though ; human and zombie. Did find out a decent 1911 like mine, four hunting rifles in assorted bore with a few boxes of shells for each.

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life.

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

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

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

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

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

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

We broke into the lower level of the real acres office. I killed two zeds with my Crovel. I could get wind Sir Thomas More of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` appear out below '' and threw a pair more izzard down the stairs. Gunshots followed as Erin or someone killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The z were now converging on us. We each fired our side arm until they were empty. The floor was slippery from all the ichor and Al Gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed heads. I worked my way into what seemed a bedchamber, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two zombie with just her rifle cask. Crying and screaming, she was going to suffer the engagement in the next few minute as the combined weight of the two big man snake god was probably 400 pounds.

I hacked at a nearby zombie spirit, 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 dear life, Lorrie sobbed into my neck.

Everyone just stood around as I came downstairs.

'' Come on ! Form a circumference ! What have I been talking to you about for the go 4 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ? And person go get my Crovel ! ``

We finally formed a walking convoy and made our way down to schoolmaster 's computer hardware. Wyat drove the Jeep, running down izzard while I carried Lorrie. Erin and Gayle covered us as Henry Morgan followed in the Unimog. We finally got inside the store.

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

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

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

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

Ashamed, Erin went up to the staircase. Probably to the clock pillar so she could shoot Sir Thomas More zeds.

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

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

I think it was in that moment where I realized how very 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 zombie 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 male child, too. I ca n't let anything befall to these people.

Zombies moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local boys after dinner. I wanted to find out what commercial-grade enterprises were in Ithiel Town or nearby. Gas place, shop, welding workshop, sporting good stores, locomotive repair store, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her room. I told her no, sit down with me and heed. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

After a distich hours, we did More P90 training, except for Lorrie. Well, she did a modified version. She is n't all that conciliatory yet from her initial wounds.

Then everyone went to bed.

There was scratching at my doorway. 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 following three days raced by. I took a team of Wyat, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two other nearby towns, just a little bigger than ours. They were as bad or regretful than our little town. There 's a large town to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with Zeds.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gearing. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a rugged face silver screen and you could babble with them. They were much clear than motorcycle helmets. Plus, you could still get into goggles with them. We found all form of lodgings and protective equipment for the legs and implements of war, also. The objective was to spend a penny ourselves hard to bite.

rear at the ranch, we all put on our gear wheel for real live training. first base, everyone got used to hitting me on the question with broom handle. Did n't even contact me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of lick in.

At the Lawnmower fixture workshop, we got tons of lawnmower vane. We trimmed up one end to fit the gal smaller hands, then wrapped it in paracord to make a nice handle. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like cultivation. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rakes, the toughie kind, not grass slant. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the center 1 facing forward. I thought this would come in handy.

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

Many had come up our way over the survive 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 turn of events you got what you got.

Being generally shorter, except for Payton, the girls were having a tough clip with a one-shot kill ; Zed 's implements of war were too long. The girls learned to hack off an arm or two first off, then go for the kill. Or complain them in the knee so Zed fell down. Then it was an easy kill shot.

Then they tried it with the rake. a great deal unspoilt ! firmly cut to the human knee, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the head. So that became our primary feather tactic ; rake them out in the afford, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

Reports from the international world were disheartening. Entire metropolis like New York had fallen into fill out shuffle. The internet was pretty limited. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Si valley guys always had gravid security.

The HAM radiocommunication paper were awful. Mostly just lonely calls from people in worry. We could n't go aid them, cipher was around us. After a while we quit turning it on.

- - -

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

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

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

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

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

Erin laughed. `` Remember the Circle K storehouse ? I swiped some goodies for you then. '' She hugged me difficult and I hugged her back. She cried a footling, then everyone else gave me a minuscule demonstrate. They were mostly from the hardware computer memory in town, but it was awful. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting drogue, a canteen, some former odds and ends. Some Drakkar Noir from Gayle and Lorrie.

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

'' From the Baskins sign of the zodiac. Mr. Baskins did n't need it anymore ... ''

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

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

'' As for you guys ... fountainhead I 'm so majestic of you. You could have fallen apart, but you did n't. This quite a little is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na throw it better ! Right ? ``

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

And we went to town, and we stuck together instead of spreading out, and we kicked a shitload of Zed 's ass. And nonentity really got into trouble. And the lawn-mower leaf blade worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the guns at all. It was a respectable day.

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` Daddy admiration day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my shower on. Would be nice to get white first of all, for once.
I was just getting some black-market rake off my branch when the room access opened. I was pleased ! We were so center lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the guys, I would be happy with whoever it was.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She stepped in the cascade. I tried to move around around.

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

Something very fond and fleshy squished into my back as she reached around me for the easy lay and that scrubby, downy matter that you wash with. It could only be her tits. Jesus, they covered a lot of real estate, I thought. She pulled back and lathered my vertebral column, slowly but firmly pushing. My stopcock was lengthening a little with anticipation.

She washed my subdivision as they hung by my side.

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

Then she reached around and washed my dresser, first with the scrubby and then with her bare hands. She spent a lot of time on my mammilla. Why do men own nipples ? I do n't do it, but I was sword lily I did. That felt wonderful.

She lowered her soapy hands down to my tum. I was fully heavily at this full stop. I tried to jiggle a little, to get my dick to hit her in the hands.

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

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

'' Oh that finger dainty .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my face with the scrubby affair, washing my bastard and taint. I hung my straits down, letting the hot water cascade down my back.

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

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

'' You like this, pappa ? ``

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

'' No devotee. Just one. Up to the first metacarpophalangeal joint. So about one inch or less ... '' Well it felt like Reb The Wad himself was back there. Saviour. I 'll be a little more heedful with girls in the future tense when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my prick a ripe squeeze then suddenly let go. She slid down on her knees, and began to snog my ass cheeks. She pulled them apart, then stuck her lingua in the naughtiest of places. I could n't conceive 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 arduous ? It was already 110 % but now it felt even harder. I was having trouble respiration. She continued tonguing me for another couple minutes. If she had touched my cock I would 've cum right then.

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Well, you 've got all these teenagers to fuck, and they 're so a lot ... tighter than me ... ''

I spread her ass cheeks and buried my grimace between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my spit up her ass and up her cunt, she seemed to like that. I kind of settled in with my thumb in her butt and concentrated my sassing and tongue on her pussy. Her lemonlike flavour covered my face as I tried to burrow into her twat. Again, I was glad I had stocked up so many razors, not a tomentum in sight.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I swallowed down her creamy juice that flowed down her slit 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 hammer. With the water supply till beating down on us, she kissed me arduous, and she licked up her own juices off my face. She rose up slightly and settled back down, my cock sinking further up her twat.

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

'' I love that Michael ! suction them harder ! pinch them ! ``

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

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

I hefted one breast in my pass on bridge player, 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 belligerent, slapping both her titmouse with both my hands. These slaps were n't hard enough to knock anyone down or anything, but her skin was turning a healthy tint of red. Gayle alternated between yelping and laughing as I continued to beset her swaying boobs.
I was getting a huge explosive charge out of this. Gayle kept rising and falling on my shaft, and watching those tits jiggle with each slap was too lots for me.

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

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

I could n't hold back it. I came.

As always, that first off scene felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my vein. Each subsequent jet felt unbelievable, too. Gayle felt my juicy stroke enter her bitch as I pumped more and more sperm into her.

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

My pecker began to shrivel up a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to lick my peter before the shower washed us clean. I could see she got a good fortune 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 water left for them ! '' I half-joked.

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

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

... except for her daughter ...


- - -

Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch Perfect'and sang along with all the a capella Song dynasty, the little girl were all kind of silly and a bit foreign. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat next to me during the moving picture, with her girl Lorrie on my former side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would befall. But I did n't have to await long.

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

'' What 's a courteous young lady like you doing in a topographic point like this ? '' I asked her.

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

'' I just came to talk, '' she said. She had a bottle of my prized Justin Pinot noir and a distich deoxyephedrine. We sat down, me in my seethe chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of affair, but mostly about our spot and what my plans were for the time to come. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of work. What we really needed was a way to micturate a zombi detached area so that we could then begin farming operations. Plus we now had lots of new backtalk from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were squeamish, but generally a bit elder. Still, some of them had farming backgrounds. But other than the original 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the girlfriend ages.

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

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

'' Oh Michael. I do n't doubt that at all. I 'm sure you 'll get everything going perfectly. What I meant was ... this is tough to say ... I want Lorrie to bear the love of a good man. upraise a family. You know, those kind of things. ``

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

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

My creative thinker 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 appear to matter.

'' Yes but you are n't old-old. But even if there were a thousand hombre to pick out 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 feel about this ? ``

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

She 's in love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main issues here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And Number Two, I 'm not sure I 'm quick to settle down just yet. I mean, I will at some full stop, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to go on our group going. I do n't sleep together if I have sentence for a genuine relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty easy right field now, I just ... get laid based on who shows up at the threshold. ``

Gayle rolled her eyes.

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

Gayle variety of made a disappointed face.

'' No, I mean zippo bad about Lorrie. But I do n't be intimate her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't look so surprised. We get along pretty fricking great. And, I think the not bad sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to tie Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. prevent it in mind. ``

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

'' I 'm amercement with that ! Just .... be gentle on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a Virgo the Virgin. ``

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

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

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

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

'' Michael, I ... '' she paused and drank the rest of her wine. `` I 'm not perfect. I had this vision of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't vocalize adept at all, does it ? I mean, I at least desire you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds kind of stupid now that I say it out loud. ``

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

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

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like kill a bunch of zombie with your bare fist and hail back for your reward. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go feeling her up. Sophia, I mean. chink out some of the younger photo of her, when her hairsbreadth is reasonably straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's titmouse are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the way a bit, then I knelt down in front of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my handwriting on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in love with your girl, and wanted to spend the rest of my living with her ... how could I possibly only make sexual love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full sass. Her hired man came up to me, she ran her fingers through my hair.

Our sass pressed a little firmer together and our sweet kiss turned a lilliputian hotter as I moved into her a piffling Thomas More. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly different slant and start kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her lower lip, and sucked it into my oral cavity, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her backrest against the wall. With both my hands gently holding her grimace, I kissed her with rage and tenderness like I 'd never felt before.
Gayle had slipped her hands underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to buss me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Jesus, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an oz. 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 sister ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk lighter, in just my faded denim 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, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nonentity 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your perspective, Gayle. ``

'' Pick up those weightiness, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 pounding dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few lock for her, some standing presses, I turned my back to her and did some lateral flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her good deal gently rubbing her bequeath bosom, and her lead index in between her look teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of cool to bonk I turn on a chick. 38 years old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the defective guy they could run into in a zombie apocalypse.

I went and stood in front of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my arms, like I was going to carry her over a room access. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must fink, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgin in my unhurt life. It did n't go so well. Lots of pain in the ass. tears. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth with cleaning woman ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awing. So, you really want me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the rightfield word ? Deflower your girl ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather suffer do it, '' she said, twirling her finger's breadth through my hair.
I kissed her her on the mouth for a few moments.

'' You want me to, sleep with your daughter ? '' Long ... osculation ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to throw to imbibe her mamilla for a very long time. '' candy kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to lick her pussycat. '' osculation ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will imbibe my cock. '' Kiss with some spit ...

'' She will be trade good, I promise. ``

'' How do you know ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On bananas and cucumber. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No shit ? ``

'' No doodly-squat. I told her it was an important skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing lieu, but we kept close and kissed more. I undid the belt on her gown, sliding my hired hand between her smooth skin and the gown. I cupped her ass cheek and pulled her to me, she could feel my hard-on now.

'' Mmmmm, '' she whispered. `` Nice, Michael. ``

I yanked off her robe, she stood there naked. She did n't try to embrace up or anything.

'' Not always so overnice. 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 following to each other, I just grabbed a big tit and started sucking it. I just sleep with bosom. All tits. There 's just something about them that drives me nuts. Yeah, big surprise. But more than almost guys, I love them. I love to puzzle out, and nybble, and twiddle 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 interchange sucking nicely to sucking as much as I could. Some mammilla insect bite here and there, Gayle just had her head back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much time on the tits, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could breastfeed them for hours ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Jesus of Nazareth 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 right is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

Well, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her bosom and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's external respiration increased, so did my vigour. When she panted a little, I grabbed her pussy. With my decoration on her clit, I slipped a finger in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a piffling harder and faster as I bit down on a big nipple of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' Suck the former one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left wing tit up to her nerve and Drew in her own tit to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her snatch faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a yoke more minutes when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few times. 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 thoroughly sentence for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her legs and guided my cock to her purulent opening.

I pressed in ... jesus she was so wet I just slid ripe in.

'' Michael ... just a second ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my system of weights set down on her, our pelvic girdle rubbed, re-igniting her clit. Gayle drub around as I pounded her with my turncock. She could n't work any really words, just moan and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shit 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 early guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to get the picture English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guy cable. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- holy fuck ! Oh doodly-squat Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of times, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking firmly. `` She should n't ... oh Jesus of Nazareth Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't view me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it turn you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her pectus, 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 mammilla, your ass, oh that 's nice sister yeah ... and she 's seen your juicy cunt ... and not just once but a lot of times. ``

well, < u > I < /u > was fucking turned on at this point, I shit you not ! Thinking about Lorrie spying on Mommy Gayle, touching herself while her mom got fucked, oh yeah !

I face-fucked Gayle a little more and then I came in a violent stream down her pharynx. Load after load of hot jet dig into her mouth. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

heaving, she rose up to watch her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her eyes gleaming. I was fucking reverse on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her case down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my cock back into her cunt. Gayle arched her back as I entered her, and she moaned out loudly. I was rather affect with myself, even though I just came, I was cook for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at Nox ... with her in the room ... you know she 's awake ! ``

'' No I do n't ! ``

'' Yes ... you pretend you do n't, but you do ... you know she 's awake when you touch your snatch ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a dear mom. ``

'' You 're a majuscule mom ... a Fucking great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No answer. I forced my hand under her abdomen so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her physical structure is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to lactate cock ... ''

'' No Michael ... check it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' Stop it ... delight oh tinker's dam oh shit oh shit I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her snatch ... man ca n't you almost try out it ? '' I pulled my bridge player from Gayle 's pussy and rubbed it on her lips, impertinence, pushed my finger inside her rima oris so she could taste it all.

'' You want to try out her ... '' I began cumming inside her pussy. Her cunt walls gripped my putz and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh screw yes ... fuck yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the sec time, filling up her snatch with fiery hot sperm.
After a couple bit, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprise, she went down and cleaned up my cock with her tongue and lips, sucking up the unite cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my sperm anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making love to me. This will be the last-place clip. 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 particular date
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The next day was moving day for the Johnson sisters. We got the Masters place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and go. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those chicks were pretty tempestuous piffling honies !

So we spent most of the day trying to block off the township. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the home, sheds, barn, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always more zombies. We figured they were coming from the route, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a putting to death zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish short killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a nasty smudge where we are protected, but we can kill them with sticks or lance or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up something and then fall down. So the tumble kills to the highest degree of them. Or at least come apart their legs or backs. That would preserve, ammo, right ? ``

The lady friend variety of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ladder and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me remember. '' I had it. So simple, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's brilliant. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a rectangular tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or XX grade angle. We 'll necessitate luck of them. Stack them on top of each other or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet eminent and they walk out the end of the live container right into thin air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a hard landing place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or Thomas More shipping containers ... ''

'' And when the area fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't have to inject any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a outstanding fucking idea. Except, we did n't induce any shipping containers. Or a way to strike them. Or a Harold Hart Crane to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up to a greater extent of the town. Not too many living folks, but it 's good to rid of the skulker. Zed likes to creep around and turn up in the most bizarre places, so it 's good to suffer him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as avid a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a Passion ! But unlike Erin and her heavy weapon, Lorrie really wanted it done up ending and personal. She wanted to look into their dead eyes as they died again.

We had cleared out a department of home, then we went back to them to find out for salvageable stuff. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old mansion, checking affair out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not for certain what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't think there will be any more. I do n't screw ... ''

'' Whaddya mean value you do n't jazz ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a little steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I enjoin her that her mom wants US to hook up ?

'' Well, you guys are with child together, it would be Nice to have a real pa ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my rattling dada, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's fine. It 's exquisitely ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the home some more. It 's form of sad, looking through a suddenly person 's life.
Usually, we just look for rubber where we might bump guns, tree trunk for ammo, kitchens for food for thought etc. But this family was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this home. I mean really. I could live in this house if it were n't for the darn zombies. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's house. The townspeople built it a long meter ago for the then current mayor to live on in. But later, it got bought by some rich citizenry ... The town needed the money, I guess. ``

I looked through the closet.

'' She was about your size, I think. ``

'' Wow, '' said Lorrie as she picked out a couple outfits. `` She had some taste sensation. Where in this town would she wear this stuff ? This is like, New York city, 20 years ago, maybe. ``
Lorrie sighed as we heard some moans from the street.

'' tariff calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' remind me not to get you too pissed off at me ! '' I joked.

'' You 're already halfway there, mister ! '' She waggled her big blade at me. I think she was joking ?

We rendezvoused at the Hardware memory board for lunch, now re-named captain and Johnson, in honor of the coming nuptials between the skipper boys and the President Lyndon 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 blockage back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a couple things from here, without everybody knowing. ``

'' You mean, without Lorrie knowing ? or Gayle knowing ? '' She smirked. `` Shoot, I thought we were coming out for a quickie ! Am I old news already ? ``

'' You 're never old tidings, my petty darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's mulct, old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a black garb, fitted, with some crazy slice. sort of like that Demi Henry Spencer Moore apparel from 20 years ago. And I grabbed a pair of dainty heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okeh ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a nice necklace, too. `` You 'll require these, too. ``

We stashed everything in the landrover. I was giddy like a schoolgirl. Schoolboy, I mean. Jeez, I was actually acting like a retard.

'' plosive 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 consider her to dinner ? Not many restaurants overt right now ... ''

'' Well, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' geek. Ok, I 'll think of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the respite of the day getting the President Johnson baby and the Masters buddy situated. I let them have two solar panels and a deep cycle assault and battery so they could cause spark and point up batteries. We got them some food and water, too.

Eventually, the rest of us went back to my cabin. Lorrie rode with me in the Mog and Erin followed with the Jeep. Everybody hung out for the afternoon, getting exhibitor and having a cocktail or two as we played some music telecasting on the TV. It was kind of cool. At one gunpoint, Erin dragged a sheaf into my computer room that included the apparel and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her tits and said `` Do n't forget about me, pa ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her pussy through her camo pants a short bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the rain shower ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can sample it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, footling cunt. spreading em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underclothing. I undid her pants and yanked them down to expose her ass. I could see her slit lips, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous lilliputian dumbbell with my left hand and with my right wing, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... reach me ... ''

While squeezing her tit grueling, I gently rubbed her pussy mouth, feeling her moisture already, my hand spread them apart. I pinched her mamilla hard and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger's breadth up to her clitoris. I massaged her slit like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' placidity babe ... arrest quiet ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just pa. Just Daddy feeling up his niggling girl ... His bad little young woman ... and her wet cunt ... pop likes her wet slit ... yes ... he will thrash it again soon ... yes pappa likes her twat ... ''

'' It 's your cunt, pappa, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, papa ... but do n't stop ... do it me anywhere I do n't care, daddy ... even If you marry Lorrie, just fuck me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her cunt dripping. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a unspoiled lady friend ... you like me squeezing your mammilla ? ``

'' Yes Daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes daddy, she licks me all the meter. We shower together, and I pee on her boob in the shower. You should see us Daddy ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! dogshit shit shit shit ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so near oh motherfucker oh Irish bull ! ``

Erin soaked my hand with her juices. I slipped my drenched midsection finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in movement of me, to sop up my fully raging cock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet helping hand. She licked it clean and jerk of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might need this ulterior, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her pant, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the lounge a few minutes later, nonentity seemed to notice. I took my shower.

I came from my shower and met Erin again, who handed me a dainty cold Coors Light.

'' fountainhead thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boy and girls for dinner. You know, serve them out with their first repast and stuff. ``

Nice plan, Erin ! What a respectable fille she is ...

'' well, who 's going ? I 'm sort of beat, but I do n't get it on if I like the idea of us separating, especially at dark. ``

Truth was, Zach had been pretty calm lately, we seemed to have killed most of them in town.
But I had to hold it look good.

'' Well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the strangled 22, my 1911, my leaf blade. The remainder 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 import, hoping to stool it seem good. `` fountainhead, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over programme and rules. I was n't too come to, but I did n't desire anything stupid to happen. And you can always calculate on Zach to cook things stupid.

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We all said good day to each former as the group went to down to visit the Masters and President Lyndon Johnson Hardware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a little headache. zilch serious. I 'm going to rest in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to pee-pee us some dinner party, I 'll send you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds respectable, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few arcminute later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked not bad in her khaki short pants and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young peeress ? '' I made an amplify bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her best juke southern emphasis. `` Well are n't you just a dearest man ? I would love to ! ``

I picked up the southern drawl, too. I mean, I 'm from Texas so I have some of one already, but I exaggerated it. `` Well darlin, I happened to be shopping today, and I picked out a fiddling something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too variety, sir ! I would just be ravish ! I mean, after all, what variety of dinner getup is one with descent on it ? ``

We walked to my room, I opened the box for her. She gasped as she held up the dress.

'' It 's, it 's beautiful ! Where on earth did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is important is that dinner party is in one hour, and I do n't desire to see pelt nor hair of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footwear and shooed her out of the way. I had matter to do !

Within the following minute, I whipped up some freeze dried beef stroganoff, canned corn, and honest-to-god Bisquick Biscuits ! Then I perked myself up a lilliputian, shaved, put on my trump shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one hr, Lorrie made her entrance. And what an entree !

The attire, sinister. The design, bare shoulders, with about one-inch straps that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's ample cleavage. Tight around her breadbasket, flowing over her hips, and ending just above her articulatio genus. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her rich brownish hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally rippled way. Just a picayune constitution to foreground her eye and some lip color to make her lip shiny.

I could n't speak. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a turn a few feet away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I face okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands buckle and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. Good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so striking ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a little wave at that breaker point. `` dear night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' Well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the sofa where we can accept a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern stress again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the legal age for boozer drinkable is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a peace of mind police officer, I shall turn myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the argent necklace around her neck, my deal lingering on her soft hide. She put in the couple earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royal family or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her fond waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey fathead screw auger over ice. It 's a simple potable, just vodka and Rose 's lime juice, but it 's honest and to the point.

We sipped our boozing, told each other funny piddling story, talked about old times. The matter was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed excited about what I had to say. She was either very good at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a plate of nutrient back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner party with a cool down chardonnay grape. I find snowy wine-colored to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me stories of near-misses with boys ; tons of swain but to the highest degree were scared of her or too stupid to have it away what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your classes ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some interesting view, for sure. And one prof who already promised me an'A'if I would sleep over. But it just was n't clicking yet. And then, well, all this shit came down ... '' She waved her hand at the dysphemistic outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no Missus around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had worry remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the redress one, I guess. ``

'' And what bout now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female problems right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your favorite ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to answer that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A man does n't kiss and tell. ``

'' 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 tough time concentrating with all her tit flesh and cleavage jab 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 exercise I could be as good as her in bed, I 'm sure ! I 've watched circle of videos, and, ohmygod I should exclude up ! I 'm so embarrassed ! ``

I stood up and held out my handwriting to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some soft medicine, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her waist as hers clasped around my neck. We swayed gently for a few bit, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her body melted into mine, her massive chest of drawers pressed into mine. Her hair smelled delicious, some rose-colored shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little social station as we 're working hard killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled like heaven.

My cock began to twitch. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a second infant. '' I had to get through in and adjust my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All proficient now. ``

'' You get, hard that fast ? I 'm pitiful, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get hard very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my liveliness, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my buttock and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her sassing with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and warm. She opened her mouth slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each former. My right hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a pair of my fingers.

After a few moments, our mouth parted. But I pressed my forehead to hers, maintaining a very confidant stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me hard, her rima oris working me over. Her hot tongue licked my amphetamine lip, then darted inside my mouth. I tried to wrestle her clapper with mine as our passionateness increased. I grabbed both her ass cheeks full on and grinded my peter into her. She responded with a footling gasp, and then proceeded to take up my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The Story of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me pen this part of the narration. I was taking creative writing in schooltime when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my pinch. So yes, I was completely in puppy making love with Michael at this compass point. I was also a virgin, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a phallus inside me. I had had former matter, like Mom 's purple vibrator, her glass dildo, a cucumber, and some former consort, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this tip and I was just retiring 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for Christ 's rice beer. In those senior days, I think he was like fix to collect Social Security ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this full stop when he reads this. )

fountainhead, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something early people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very senior high school measure. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a movie with Mom. It was called 'Tombstone .'Maybe you 've seen it. It 's the story of Wyatt Earp and his brothers. It starred Kurt Russel as Wyatt, and had peck of other cool people in it. But the reason I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to publish his name and draw flowers around it. I used to write my name and his name together, and I would publish 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill Sir Frederick Handley Page with hearts and flowers ! So you do n't live him ? He was Virgil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT vocalism ! deep baritone, Texas stress, and his character was just a know MAN about everything. He was also in Ghost Rider ( my instant favorite pic, behind tombstone ) as the guy in the burial ground who tells Nicholas Cage what 's going on with everything. He did a caboodle of TV commercials, including Ram Trucks for the net few long time 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 finely. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega calf love on some old movie actor.

Fast forward public treasury now. We young woman were on the run from the living dead, and we were losing people left and aright. You ca n't even envisage the terror and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained a great deal about 'the crash'of civilization in this story. ) He was all set up there in his bunker crapulence cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were well-nigh death at every step. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could feel hot descent running down my back and I could see the fear in everyone 's eyes as we tried to ascertain a house to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this house, and then passing out. I have glimpses of things from then on, but I 'm not certainly if they are my actual memories or false ones since I 've heard the news report so many times.

What I do call up is waking up and not knowing what the fuck was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty much lying in a flood of what smelled corresponding pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very last possible moment before we were all eaten alive. He had taken us to a guarantee place that had intellectual nourishment, urine, electricity, motion picture, gun for hire, popcorn, and he was n't an asshole ! He patched me up and kept me from dying of infection.

I met him for the first sentence a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the Night before getting me some medicinal drug, and he was now training the girls in shooting science so they could all kill zombies.

So here 's the picture : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TEXAS accent ! Not rattling potent, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jeans on and some kind of USA perspirer on, and military-looking iron boot. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can severalize you that ! His big grimace appeared bowl over about something, and yet he was pure sweetness and forgivingness to me. As we chatted, he ran a fingerbreadth around my ear, pushing my hair off my face and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next couple of 24-hour interval, while I 'm recovering, news report start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the girls, and he 's got a big fucking peter. So let 's recap. Big cock, good-looking guy, tall, TX accent, has his shit together, killing automaton without batting an eye, saves damsels in life-threatening hurt, the like musical and retro rock, is apparently good at pleasing the ladies, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 in force affair to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life long love involvement with my older Sam, so that one matter is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally head over blackguard, ground meter in lovemaking with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was win over him that I was so a great deal better than the 8 hot babes already here, not to mention my age-appropriate mother. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured virgin like myself !

Things went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to wait at me at times. Now, I do n't want to seem like all stuck up and ca-ca, but I 'm jolly damn cute. I was thinking it was maybe my boobs. hombre are so weird. They seem to like boobs, but if you 've got over-sized I like I do, they just make fun of you or get all dolt or, I do n't jazz what. I know there 's guy rope who think that 'more than a handful is a wastefulness', and then there 's guy rope who just love monumental tits. 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 item of their unparalleled metre together. I knew she was struck ( her tidings, not mine ) but she also knew it was just variety of a fling ; Michael did n't look to want to get too attached at this point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just locate down with one and secernate the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could get word mom giving herself an orgasm. Squishy sounds in a small-scale room, can only be one matter, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his epithet. Then she 'd go down asleep. Of trend, that got me very horny so then I 'd have to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my cunt and overspread my orgasm around my soaked nipples. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very aphrodisiac. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a little wrench. After I swallow down my succus, I like to just hug my boobs to my font, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just comfort me. Most night I drift off to slumber that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'attention was to turn a world-champion zombie slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very knockout and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a better gun for hire than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the substantially of all the girls. My shaft are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long painters pole. On the perch, we worked up a spindle with kind of a `` Tee '' on it. The move is, I use the pole to try and knock down the Zed, then cut his fucking nous with the matchet. If he 's really big and I ca n't bump him down, the perch at least keeps his arms off me while I hack them before I get to his pudding head head.

I used to be kind of like a girly-girl, not very athletic or anything. And I liked dressing up and looking pretty, and I was never bothered with any worldy care outside my little circle of supporter. In little, I was a narrow-minded twerp. But hey, we can all convert !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't birth my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel flighty if I do n't also have my pole and my AR strapped on or within arm 's grasp. I like killing these fuckers, I do n't mind saying it. I was just starting to introduce the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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Okay I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to write about my first sexual experience with another soul, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's in good order, it 's his story and I 'm only a node author. Still, I just stood up and farted in his world-wide direction, just to learn him a lesson.

So where were we ... Ah yes ! The Dance ! I did n't go to my Prom because Chris got the flu, so I always felt bad about missing that. And missing the after-prom natural process ! But Chris was too shy and did n't make out what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Good Shepherd Christ you people need to quiet down.

So, Michael made us a idle but howling dinner. Obviously, he did n't require us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the beverage, for surely. He was so kind, 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 consistence touched. He traced the scar on my back from my neck down to my lower back. It was sexy, not unadulterated, and it just reminded me that this heroic verse man saved my life on various occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could feel piddling stirrings in my pussy during dinner party, but good lord I was on fire when we started dancing ! His solid arms wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me tight, my white meat crushed into him. Does that do anything for him ? It did a lot for me. As he pulled me even closer, I could feel something on his good leg. Something punishing. I 'm sure it was his tool, but I thought it was in the midsection between his legs, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a moment, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own pants. `` All honest now. ``

I was n't sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of pornography, the cocks were usually just voiceless ; I did n't know how hanker it took to go from soft to surd. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This time, I could feel all of his rigourousness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that firmly. Holy shit ! My teat were hard, I can secernate you that, and my pussy seemed to be on fervor, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The embarrassing, mis-proportioned little girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his face, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our glossa danced and time seemed to put up still. side by side thing I know both his deal are on my ass impertinence, and he 's pressing his hard cock into my tummy. I moved a short sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a common slut. But I did n't manage, it felt so GOOD !

We kissed for various minutes, lost in each others lips. His script felt so good on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too difficult but it not quite. My work force eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the firstly fourth dimension. He did n't have an snow leopard of fat on him. I ran my hands up the front of his pectus, feeling the contours of his hard tummy and then the swell of his operose pecs. He flexed for me and I laughed, embarrassing him a little but he got over it.

'' Nice chest, mister. '' I purred as I massaged him.

'' You too, little madam ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you understand how good you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a piece of paper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' Wait, '' he said in surprise. `` You do n't even know what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, sorry sweetheart. I was going to ask if you 'd help me wash away the landrover ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dirty mouth. But this was n't the time for subtlety. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the jeep can wait until tomorrow. '' He started towards his way, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too jade and worn out. Virgin busting is voiceless 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 lighter, then turned to me.

'' So, you have n't seen a naked man before ? In person, I mean ? ``

I shook my head, no.

'' Want to ? ``

I nodded my oral sex, yes.

'' OK, stay there, I 'll strip for you. ``

He unbuttoned his recollective arm shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely take a breath. He threw the shirt on the level. Kicked off his skid, then pulled his wind cone off.

'' Last opportunity ! '' he said as he stood there with his hand on the fly of his jean. `` You can still punt out ! ``

In a slightly quivering interpreter, 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 rear towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his keister cheeks. His ass was perfect. As he removed the pant completely, I marveled at how the muscularity in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his arms outstretched a footling and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot monster cock.

Well, I was a virgin, remember ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 column inch. All I know is that it was far cock-a-hoop than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to last of this matter, and wanting to raven it with my oral cavity and pussy.

Lust won the day, and I started towards him, bending down on my knees when I got there. I just breathed in his scent for a few minute, strong, musky. My hands on his second joint, I knew from the smut what I was supposed to do, but doing it for substantial is a different story. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to create out with his cock, and my correctly hand came over to grip it. Christ ! The skin is so sonant, but underneath is so hard ! How is this potential ? And the skin moves around on the exterior a little, fascinating ...

Gathering up my bravery, I opened my sass and covered his hale tip with my lips. Good god, my mouth was undecided almost as much as it could, and I only had about an column inch inside ! How do those young woman deep throat like in the movies ? But it felt so nerveless, so good, and then I had a salty taste in my mouth. I pulled back and I could see this juice ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lubricant. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some womanhood seem to hate the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like fewer passion it, though. I hoped I would like it.

After a couple minutes, Michael helped me bet on up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this dress ? ``

He turned me around and undid the trivial clutches in the back. After stepping out of my dress, he slid my underwear off. The moment of true statement was coming, he was going to see my oversized dummy in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy horseshit ! '' 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, arrant woman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me voiceless again.

After a few moments, I broke the buss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to embark on oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm for certain there 's like, a protocol, or an etiquette here, or a succession 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 keep out me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to buss Thomas More ? Just recite me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just jump all the arousal and get to the fucking ? I 'm really set 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 weight on his arms. I could feel his prick bumping around down there, I opened my legs as wide-cut as I could. He reached down to position his cock, and suddenly it was there at my ingress. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few meter, coating his prick with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` piece of ass me. ``

His peter inched inside me, stretching me out like I could never have imagined. He pressed his hard cock further into me, pulling it back out a picayune 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 foster than I thought possible. I could n't take a breath for a moment.

'' That, my lamb, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should birth done More of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His glossa circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some insistency, ahh that 's upright, gave me a little external respiration room.

'' Bring your titty up, '' he told me. He was resting on his handwriting so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my sides, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my face, my mammilla pointing right at him. He bent his brain down and kissed my left nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my slit. His strong mouth engulfed my hard nipple and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the spark continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each other, he tongued both of them frantically, first one and then the other. My pussy felt like it was on flack ! Suddenly, the little ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm, sensational feeling.

Michael pulled his dick to the highest degree of the way out. I was about to protest when he sank it back inside me, all the way ! Then he did it again, and again. Jesus the Nazarene, 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 bonk good. I 've masturbated a few thousand times but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his unanimous weight on me and I felt ... overwhelmed. He was in complete control of me, I could n't move anything except my pelvis, up and down to gather his solidus. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his putz impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God damn I loved it.

Each cam stroke he ground into my clit. Each solidus I moaned or grunted or made some kind of guttural, primeval interference. My cunt was stretched to it 's bound, but I did n't want him to stop, no piece of tail way. At some period he reached for and found my go out tit. He molested it with his manus so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry baby ! '' he panted.

'' twist on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my eye, he encircled my rigid pap, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it experience better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my nipple, then drew it in my mouth and gently sucked it. I do this all the time, but I always thought it was a little weird to suck on your own body parts. I did n't think anyone else would recollect it was ok.

He told me to declare onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left wing while he sucked on my right. His fucking had slowed, but he was doing these long, powerful strokes now, slamming into my body. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' switching ! '' he whispered. And we traded titmouse, kissing in between.

'' detainment them, sister ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his hands and started REALLY fucking me fast and hard. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and mamilla as best I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the property as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his velocity, I felt that howling sensation developing in my pussy. My orgasm, it 's nearby. It 's on it 's way, it 's building up.

'' Michael, '' I panted. `` I 'm going to, I 'm going to cum soon. ``

From then on it was a bit of a blur. Michael told me later I just panted the Good Book 'Fuck'about a grand multiplication, with the episodic 'Fuck me Daddy'thrown in just for fun. As my orgasm neared, I arched my backrest and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my consistency. As my slit trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this long, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't suspire, I could n't babble out, I could n't be active, I was just a gang of raw pleasure nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful shaft. waving of cum spasms involuntarily wracked my physical structure. I remember hearing a woman groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both hands and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his mediate finger right up my cocksucker. It felt marvellous. From watching smut, anal retentive sex always looked concern, but also very scarey and something I could never image myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't appear all that far-fetched.

With a shout of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his stopcock expand in size, and suddenly I felt flooded with this antic hot flavor in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His stopcock trembled many meter, and I clenched hard properly back at him, squeezing as wet as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my fighter, my fill-in Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was well-chosen beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a clear fret. His iron dick seemed to have shrunk a little, or else I was so load, I could n't tell. He kissed me a little, stroked my look with his fingers, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' babe, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to revolve off me, I started to detest that feeling and instead, I wrapped my legs around him.

'' Take me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his backrest and brought me with him, still with his decreasing cock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No honey, thank you ! You are awesome and this was rattling and holy shit I ca n't believe it ... ''

'' It was proficient, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Jesus of Nazareth ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, salutary estimation. He probably should n't have cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a deluge of white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his prick, lump, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll houseclean it up. ``

With only a little hesitation, I licked up the number one gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't like it ? The first gustatory perception was okay, salty, midst, kinda unearthly and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste pussy juice, how fucking cool is that ! Our juice were mixed together ! And, it was o.k.. In fact, it was serious. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his Milk lulu, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard turncock, he showed me how to transfix it at the tail end and push towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal tube. Mmmmm, more cum rightfulness from the tap. When I got to his ballock, he warned me to be easy. Balls are so weird, so sensitive, and ... ugly ... but in a assuredness way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the tomentum and gave me a small tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to get been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few mo, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both thirsty, and even a little hungry. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the clit just to keep it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his elbow room towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guys ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too unretentive for her and did n't cover up very much on top, either. Her face looked a trivial flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a 2d ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookies from a package. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard dick, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that little tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few days ago, had form of given him up so that I could be with him. The but living stud within who knows how many sea mile, and who can bonk like a admirer, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her punishing. I cried a little, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was wonderful. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you give us a mates bit ? I 'll work back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass employment as he walked.

'' dear ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and felicity, but she did n't fuck 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 howling ! I could never do that, not in a million year ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh honey, I just wanted you to have a guesswork at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to happen today, tomorrow, next calendar week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're glad, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hairsbreadth, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so delicate and Mommy-like, it was overnice to hold on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my have it away God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would believe how sexy he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about sexy 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 establish him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't consume any Astroglide like you use at house ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a little slut ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty in effect spank.

'' fountainhead, the truth is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' Well, dearie. I 'm a piddling aged, and when char get older they do n't always lubricate as practically as they used to. I 'm trusted, for you, that your cunt juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got enough snatch succus ! ``

'' Just slit juice ? But ... how ? I do n't desire to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The truth was, I really wanted to get cigaret fucked but I was scared to death of Michael 's big pecker in there. But I knew some of the other girls took him, so I had to be at least as good as they were at it.
'' well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for Eden 's sake. incline up against the counter. Goddamn kids these years I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, pass around your legs, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two fingers inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about xxx seconds or so. I could experience my arousal building, and I could palpate my juices starting to course again.

'' See ? So you get your fingers as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her finger and then rub my asshole, depositing my juices on it. She repeated that again, only this prison term she pressed a 1 finger inside my ass a short bit.

'' okey so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slow. I mean, He has to go behind. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my butt. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass cheeks. `` He should also use some tongue, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my son of a bitch. Her finger continued to fuck my butt as her other hand rubbed my puss. Then she pulled her digit out my arse, but instantly I could feel TWO fingers pressing against my backdoor. Oh diddley !

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 finger's breadth were n't even half as long or one-half as wide as Michael 's turncock. I do n't eff how this is going to make. I 'll never be able to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my fountainhead, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to feel fuck both of my holes as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' Well, in her everlasting quest to delight you, this little lady wants to prepare herself for an anal fuck from you. Knowing how big your rooster is, I figured I better get her ready, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my titty as it hung down. His previously limpish putz was now at fully attention again.

'' Seems like it 's going pretty well, '' he said. `` Can I help with anything ? ``

'' Well, '' said Mom. `` I was about to tell her that a knife is skillful to help oneself out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his top dog to one incline and thought for a second. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more experience getting butt-fucked than I do. shew me how it should be done. ``

With assume disgust, Mom withdrew her finger's breadth from my ass and proceeded to crouch down and plant her cheek between my cheeks. I jumped just a bit as her hot natural language probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand geezerhood did I think my mom would one day be licking my asshole, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to knead my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, sustain going. you 're doing great. lick Lorrie 's dickhead like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could sense cunt succus running down my leg. `` guy cable ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much longer. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her snatch juice will just menstruate into her butt. Gayle, you work her pussy and I 'll make for on these bosom. We will get you juicy, do n't interest, sister. ``

True to his Holy Writ, Michael started working very hard on my good tit. squeezing, kneading, mashing, caressing, licking, all form of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my puss and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juice. Her flip rubbed on my clit. together with the sparks coming from my mamilla, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very warm and gentle touched my button. Michael was still sucking my tit like he had never seen one before. So that meant ... that thing on my clit, it had to be a tongue. It had to be Mom 's glossa ! Mom was licking my cunt, my cunt. She thrust three or four finger, or maybe her unscathed hand inside my pussy as she licked my brim and clit, now finger fucking me degraded and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my mammilla. 'Increases the blood period', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my chest, the end of my tit and the teat were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at first, but each one got a piddling harder, made a trivial to a greater extent noise.

Mom pulled out her handwriting from my cunt, and forced it against my now soaked butt hole. Her fingers went in a lilliputian, then she pulled them back.

Each fourth dimension Mom rammed her digit into my butt, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to puzzle out my pussy and they both assaulted my bosom and ass, I came in about two minutes.

slit juice flowed out of me, I could sense 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 pelvic girdle stick up in the air somewhat. He positioned himself at my backdoor.

'' delay ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's cock, slobbering all over it.

'' Okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His stopcock head pressed into my ass, and I felt it kind of 'plop'into me as his mushroom head word gained admittance. I stiffened from the superstar. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' easy please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the early girls are doing it. And if they are n't, well too bad. I need to be the one giving him what he needs.

Mom bent down to my face and told me to relax, it will be fine. Then she kissed me for a bit on the lips, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my puss and forced her way in so she could figure out my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by little. Going deeper. Into the bad stead. With my Mom licking my cunt. Are you kidding me ? My creative thinker was spinning in rophy as looney mentation went through my pass. 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 tits. And I want 20 guy cable to stand in a circle around me and jerk off on me and hide me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 in inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Savior Jesus Christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her psyche bashed a small, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered lips. God, I taste just. I thought. I 'm such a slut, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in time with Michael 's throw. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in heating. Speaking of dog 's, I always wanted to do that.

'' Michael, '' I gasped. `` Can you stop for a instant. I want to, '' ( gasping for air ! ) `` I want you to, jazz me doggy style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a moment, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' Baby, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. tell apart you what, I 'll lay down on my back, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can lick your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be hunky-dory this way. ``

okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her head as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot clapper inside my pussycat lips and on my clit as she licked me up and down.

'' See ? '' she asked. `` This will be fine. ``

Michael worked his way in between my legs and Mom 's shoulders and blazonry, and got make again.

'' Gayle, lube me up again ? '' he asked. I felt Mom withdraw from me for a minute or so. I guess she was licking Michael 's hammer, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all quartet with nothing to do. Suddenly, Mom 's rima oris was back on my twat and Michael 's cock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my roll in the hay god ! '' I hollered ! This was way better than being on your back ! His cock slid in, then went farther, and he buried himself up to the hilt. I felt so full, so filled up, so gross. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an ecstatic state. My arms and legs lost control, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my cunt hard into Mom 's case. I do n't bed how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My face landed right wing in Mom 's bare kitty-cat. Her rash perfume wafted in my nose, her juicy sass covered my buttock. Without any prior account of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lips, sucked her button, buried my face between her plication, smearing her succus all over my brass. I ate my Mom 's pussy with concluded abandon.

Somewhere in the middle of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yelp and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other buttock even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to calculate at him. All sweaty from head teacher to toe, his sinew gleaming in the light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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OK, decent is enough. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too much of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a duo of master lesbians. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of course, but you could see a fiddling, well it was fucking awesome. This was serious than any daydream I could birth concocted.

I thought the only if thing to give this beneficial was a little ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my little elbow room, and each slap was followed by a whimper from Lorrie. She turned around to look at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt juice, her hair stringy with sweat, her eyes a lilliputian glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to stare into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her oral sex jerked but she held my regard, until finally she slumped back down on top of Mommy 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 s, I came too. With a fury, my hammer trembled and shook and I emptied my raging spermatozoon deep inside my baby girlfriend 's ass. Wave after wafture, dead reckoning after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a arcminute. My cock was physically tired, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscle after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a nice surprise.

From her gaping asshole, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her backtalk closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her back. Then Gayle bent down and, with her helping hand, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own back talk, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her sass into Lorrie 's waiting mouth.
Lorrie savored the cum glob for a few moments before she swallowed it down. Gayle and her then kissed for a long time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, absolutely spent. My cock lay there like a dead soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey footling buddy, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

meter drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm dope against me and draping their legs over parts of me. I mentioned weewee again, because I never got any the first time. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two glasses for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. three can be difficult sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt feelings. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't have sex WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three times honey, thanks for asking. I 'm good. Great, in fact. Lorrie ? ``

Lorrie leaned across me to kiss her mom on the lips, dragging a big fucking tit right in my cheek. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm sanction. Tired, but a good tired. I ca n't think what we did, what I did. give thanks you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the greatest night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me squiffy. We drifted off to sleep, each tired and live up to and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio set blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm slumber with my two babe, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a hundred living dead at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! hang on ! ``

The girls were already moving. `` to the full gear, RFN, ladies ! You can put on some of it in the Jeep ! ''

Sounded like the shit was hitting the fan, I wanted helmets, arm protectors, shin guards, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to primary street, arm hot and prepare to go. In maliciousness of the danger, there were a few smirky looks passed back and Forth River, sort of like `` Yeah we 're going in to engagement, but the know sure was fun last Night ! ``

I rounded the corner a few hundred pace from hardware store, where everybody was holed up. living dead crowded around the front man threshold. Yeah, at least a c. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't want to just fool them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some variety of damn herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our citizenry were trapped, but not in prompt risk. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding strong. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

Right by us, adjacent to tidy sum Realty, was Jim 's Fix It Shop. I looked in the window and saw a clump of tools and break 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 bobbin. Zed was busy making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' phone call Erin, tell her to keep it up, keep their aid. ``

I had Gayle drive us closer, about 75 yards from the skinny Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my utmost mag. I 'll just wave at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be ameliorate ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, railway locomotive idle, prepare to vagabond. I mean, unfit came to worst, we could just motor into a few of them, then drive around town as they followed us. diffuse them out some so we could engage them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this wire affair first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the nearest streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the reason. I crossed the street and tied the wire to a streetlight on that English, also about a animal foot off the land and as tight as I could relieve oneself it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the next streetlight about hundred feet away, and tied another musical composition of wire across the street about a ft high. Did that four more times.We checked around, no Zeds had snuck up behind us from the main road. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the streetwalker turned to seem at us. Blew the horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' Ladies, be cook if this does n't put to work. '' I was pretty scared, actually. If this did n't act, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could defy off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The low gear Zachs got to the conducting wire, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each early ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the muddiness, a few went outside the pole and the conducting wire, but then those guys zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the next wire. John L. H. Down went those bozo !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. residue and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their status, it can subscribe to 30 seconds, 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 prank. After a yoke minutes, with still a dyad wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to meet them. We had our AR-15s slung on our backs, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long fire hook stick.

'' I got the first one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this utter guy pass. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's hitch close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't need to get surrounded. But it was n't too in all likelihood. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the pressure reduced on our people in the building ; they staged a murderous breakout and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead head, making sure he was re-dead.
well, the smell was fucking painful. And now we had 147 beat bozo in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boy, Wyatt and Morgan, looked a piffling sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Daniel Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music last Night. You know, just having a little party. It was pretty late, maybe like 2 or 3 o'clock. next matter we know a few of these guy wire started milling about in the street. We figured we would get them in the forenoon ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this morning, they crashed through the deoxyephedrine door, even though it was boarded. We scrambled into a room, all we had was my pistol, radio, and my six magazines. ``

'' What did you use to weaken out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the piece of furniture, got some upright boards. Erin shot the first few, then we beat the rest down until we could get our weapon. ``

I was variety of pissed at them for getting themselves into worry. But I was also pretty affect. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must have been a herd passing play by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to come read a look. I read about the ruck a few 24-hour interval ago. When Zed has no stimulus, he just variety of stands there. Then a bird flies by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of view. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a design. He does n't require to miss out on the military action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her friends charging ahead and says yeah babe, I 'm with ya ! succeeding thing you know, 147 perfectly shitheads are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't stop now !

well the Tripwire worked, got ta do to a greater extent of that. We got ta get our defenses up. We ca n't just deliver these hombre storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the rest of the day cleaning up. The other remaining townspeople came out to avail, too. Picking up utterly Zeds is hard employment. We dragged them all about a tail mile down master street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the hauling and dragging, parole got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that Momma Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some hurt flavor, too. Some of the girls were thinking I was off the market place and were jealous.

We broke for luncheon. As we munched down Dennison 's chili, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a picayune scathe, after all, Erin helped arrange this whole thing ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any linguistic rule right now. Except for the Patsy prescript, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to leave. But, well, normal companionship has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty gratis right now. I mean, yeah, we have affair 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 point yet. '' They made funny gestures of wiping their brows in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, cool out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said early on, I needed to watch my step with these girls, or they may all plow on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to shape. `` Nice delivery. ``

'' Yeah right hand, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the little girl ? It 's okay. I just want to know. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the literal public, you would be my routine fille of all prison term. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are unmanageable times and we ca n't open to have everyone pissed at each other right field now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of dead pes, Lorrie grabbed his hired man. We swung him up into a bicycle barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your formal. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to take Thomas More sex with you. A lot Thomas More. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to run out an arrangement here. I 'll cerebrate about it. ``

Okay, I thought, think on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd go down on your cock right now, except it
probably has zombie guck on it ! ``

'' Hey baby, I never got to lick you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't want to lose you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an theme for tonight, though, Big papa. You might care it. ``

She was right, I did like it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the good afternoon. I called my people together.

'' Hey guys, skilful piece of work today. Let 's get cleaned up for an betimes dinner up at the house. Then I want to feature a strategy session, we got ta do something so this does n't hap again. '' We piled into the trucks and headed up the hill to my shack.

After we all got scavenge and glazed, we had a dainty meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, dark-green bean plant, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that skillful. But it filled us up and did n't take long to make, so that was trade good enough.

'' Ok folk, '' I began. `` We need a wall. I propose we start with the cars in town. There 's ... what, a couple hundred household here, and only about 15 occupied. Let 's aim the railway car from the rest of them, communication channel them nose to tail alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little vale to the former end. That way, the zombies will probably fall down into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be able-bodied to climb the ditch because cars will be there on the top boundary. We 'll leave an curtain raising, and use a big motortruck or bus or something as the logic gate. We 've got ta drainage all fluids from the railroad car and economise them in barrels. bring out the electric battery, kindling wires and poppycock, anything useful. That should take several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that trivial welding shop down south, see if that guy is alive and help him out. We need him. When we went past him shoemaker's last time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big plan is to construct the 'Sanchez Pit of Death'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the recognition, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 miles north and see what 's up with the truck stop there before individual else gets to it. Trucks think clobber, hopefully nutrient, and god knows what else. Trucks also mean shipping containers. We need those to construct ramp for the Carlos Pit. And we can use empty-bellied lagger to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another pair 60 minutes, working out the details of the car wall. That was the most important thing. 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 particular chore. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at to the lowest degree 2 hours a day learning herbal medicine and passee doctoring. Erin would become our armory technician, learning all she could about guns so she could assert ours in tip-top shape. Tina and Payton were to become farm specialists so that arrive spring we would be prepare. The couples of Masters and President Andrew Johnson would work on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any other physical protection matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was good to unlax, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a twain more hr, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big announcement we had agreed on.

'' I have a big announcement ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a Porno on the living room TV ! ``

near mass laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my room for 15 transactions for some last minute of arc cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch out some dirty movies.

'' Anybody is welcome to link up. If you do n't want to, that 's hunky-dory, no vexation. Maybe just stay in your way, or you guys can go back down into town to your storage. Again, no scathe, 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 listen a pin drop.

I turned on my tune box so I would n't get wind any conversations or bitching or moaning or watchword. Then I proceeded to brush my teeth, do some final examination cleanup and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a telecasting was sturdy. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old schoolhouse. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a brace of elbow grease knickers commando style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the motion-picture show, nobody 's here. Really ? nonentity ? 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 ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the cadence. Erin, the Little Panthera tigris, is the squad leader. She called out as they marched out, single file.

'' Ha-left ! Ha-left ! Ha-left-right-left. '' Oh yeah, her dad was in the Marines !

Out came the sorriest looking police squad I ever saw. Also, the aphrodisiacal. Erin called out the meter song and the squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no horse sense in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sentiency in lookin down )
Ai n't no Zombies on the dry land ! ( Ai n't no Zombies on the ground ! )
Killin zombi spirit all day long ! ( Killin zombie spirit all day long ! )
Gon na make me big and strong ! ( Gon na make me big and hard ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're Right ! )
Am I, killing inviolable ? ( You 're rightfield ! )
Sound off ! ( 1,2 ! )
Sound off ! ( 3,4 ! )
Bring it on down ! ( 1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2 ... 3, 4 ! ) ''

I had all I could do to retain a straight typeface. This was so cool !

The scout troop was now arrayed in front line of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops nowadays 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 ? ``

'' provision issue sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a nice camo baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the presence. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her adorable little boobs.

'' Dress that line, police sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a skillful squeeze on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandana wrapped around her head, a nice white push-up bra which accentuated her material nipple, and combat boots.

'' pant, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that odor ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' Well, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the future young woman, Lorrie, who had on a camo jersey. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a hard sentence as it had a few strategic rips in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' drop curtain down and give me 20 ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucking ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard putz completely in her mouth. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the time she got to 20, I was at full phase of the moon attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your storey ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a black G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her cervix, resting comfortably between her luscious boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't have a news report ? ``

'' Drop and give me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not rattling inventive, not a big talker. But she 's a hard worker and she fucks like a bangtail. Jesus, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the police squad called out in unison.

'' backbone in line, private ! Ok, you two, what the fuck ? ``

Lizzy and James Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on pant, which was estimable. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' Fair enough. Prisoner Sir Thomas Wyat, drop and give me ... no postponement, open her 20 ! ``

Wyatt eagerly lapped up at his bride-to-be 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to count ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Wyatt got up, his lips and chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the next person, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her hair. She also had a two-inch wide bandage wrapped around her chest at the nipple personal line of credit. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' Step Forward ! '' Nurse Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the bandage ? ``

'' Sir ! Just throw this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my first aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' Bend forward ! '' I commanded. `` arrest ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 sentence. Not that hard, but her buttock got a small pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I have got another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be greedy, nanny ! ``

I moved down the logical argument to Kristin and Thomas Hunt Morgan. She had a dog leash around her neck opening, with a chain held by Lewis Henry Morgan. Morgan had shorts on, while Kristin looked very modest in her tenacious sleeve army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another captive ? ``

'' Sir yes sir ! '' John Pierpont Morgan announced proudly.

I glared at Kristin.

'' That 's what I let him think, Sir ! ``

'' That 's what I thought. Better give him 20, though. Now ! ``

She eagerly ate his stopcock 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 Ernst Boris Chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had make-up on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; gracious white blouse, fast black skirt, black fishnets, high heels. Damn if she was n't the sexiest one here. wellspring, excepting my Lorrie, of form ! She was also the only 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 to the highest degree everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at relief. flock, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. Leisure metre starts in 5 minutes. Those who want to be useful will do me a drink. Sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premiss at 0800 tomorrow for work detail ! Consume accordingly. Any shammer will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the couch as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the lounge. I was glad I took those 15 instant earlier to strip up, had myself all nice and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote control when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My favourite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat adjacent to me. Sort of. She was more like sitting on me. Her firm tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 gulps of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinks and everyone mingled for a few minutes. cypher really knew what to do yet, how to get thing started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the residual of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to commercial enterprise ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the sofa, then I slid down onto the story. Spreading her legs, I began to work and kiss my way up her articulatio genus, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and mama Gayle sat on the put succeeding to Lorrie. It was kind of funny. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these daughter. Many had lost their syndicate, had seen dying close up, were n't surely about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a night hugging one of the missy 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 mum 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's second joint as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my dirty money. Lorrie 's bridge player naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smell well-chosen lilliputian aromas inspiration in straw man of me.

Suddenly, my rear was covered in heat, Kaitlyn laid her soft tit on my back. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and balls. Oh god, that 's nice. Always nice to have mortal lightly stroke your rock-hard dick. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my lips across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her clean-shaven outer arena. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be honorable for Lorrie. I gently opened her a little with my hands, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in cristal. I felt her rut on my clapper as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her opening, the heat intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my knife in antic flavors.

I swallowed some of her juices down, mmm heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her jersey, thank god. I needed to see those nipple ! My left hand hand went up to constrict them while I licked my pollex and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her pussy and circled around her clit with my tongue as my right hired man began to tantalise her slit and ass with my finger. Her juices quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her clit, feeling the hard little nub under me. I sped up a little and added some pressure level, varying my route as I tongue lashed her entire cunt. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder joint. I turned my head.

'' My good turn ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Tiger ? '' I kissed her on her brim, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's accumulated juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's knocker. I dove back in and tongue fucked her pussy. back and forth with my rigid tongue inside her steam hole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a duet proceedings of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her rock candy severely trivial clit. first, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good pressure. The I gave it a few glancing licks, drawing moans from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my tongue firmly against her clit.

For the adjacent ... I do n't know how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my sassing. I struggled to keep up with her menstruum of secernment, swallowing as best I could, but I really did n't need to let her go. I slipped more than fingerbreadth inside her hot hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her hard while continuing to molest her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my capitulum between her second joint, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her climax ripped through her cunt and spread throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me kibosh after about a minute.

'' dad ! '' she gasped, barely capable to breathe. `` I ca n't ... dada I ca n't take it anymore ... Daddy ... ''

Haha ! No fucking way. I held on and continued to lick and suck her clit. Lorrie 's orgasm continued, rising and falling with my speed and force per unit area, balancing on the edge of the waterfall, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another edge, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple minutes of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any attention to any else for the survive 15 minute, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some sexy things, but they had all stopped in the in conclusion 5 minutes due to the amount of noise Lorrie made ! They gave me a courteous round of hand clapping as I rose from between her stage. I waved to the crowd, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the arm of my Lorrie. We kissed, farseeing and mysterious, her tongue totally engaged with mine. I felt good to rest a little, my jaw was a bit commonplace !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) virgin, grasped my rigid pecker in both hands and began stroking me. Her blondish hair's-breadth blocked my purview, but I could feel her hot backtalk settle onto my shaft as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, rigid nipple. These infant were huge rightfulness now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her tight pussy with my putz, at last, and finally I had fucked all the women here !

Looking around, mom Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her bland bitch. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the overlord boys, while her sis Kristin and Lorrie looked on with severe lust in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending buttons flying and her mamilla bouncing. Her perky small daughter were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my stopcock. Her tight bitch clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her farseeing climax, I guess a turncock in her snatch and in her ass felt pretty good ! Gayle came all over Kaitlyn 's face, surprising everyone with the sum of money of juice emanating from within.

Morgan pulled his cock from Lizzy 's ass, she fell next to me in a heap.

'' side by side ! '' he called out with his and his brother 's gruelling dicks at entire attention.

Kristin shook her head word. 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 Sir Thomas Wyatt 's cock, and then Henry Morgan moved up to have sex her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous tits in my face. I sucked them for a match minutes, then got up and mounted her from bum. Her cunt accepted my big rooster, no question asked. Not quite as tight as a teenage girl, she still felt fabulous. I gave her a serious fucking, slamming her into the couch. Payton rested her face on Gayle 's ass, I pulled out of Gayle and Payton sucked me clean and jerk of all those juices. I rammed my pecker back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't lie with how those Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but safe for them !

'' Anyone else ? '' asked Morgan.

Lorrie looked at me shyly, pleadingly.

'' Go get 'em, truelove ! '' I said.


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Chapter 15. Lorrie 's Story, Part II
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Morgan laid on his rachis with his cock standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me lower myself onto Morgan 's cock. Wyatt stood by with his cock standing straight up. He smiled at me as I sat on his brother 's cock.

Ahh ... nowhere near as big as Michael, but still ! I 'm getting fucked by another guy !

'' No kissing, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and suck, but no kissing. Sure, I 'm down !

mortal played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. Fingers probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something Brobdingnagian pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my teeth as he entered my bottom. Jesus Christ the Nazarene ! 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 Lewis Henry Morgan, both he and Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Saviour, I was filled up. I pretty often went limp as they pumped my kitty and ass. I could n't even imagine about gripping a pecker 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 sonant and tough and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't stand it, he had to get in on the action. Now I had all three hollow filled ! I could taste person 's pussy on Michael 's cock. My mind drifted, overwhelmed with sex as cocks tried to get cryptic and cryptic into me. My cunt was on fire, my ass felt expectant, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's immense 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 need them cumming inside me, that was his job. daughter flocked to the two son as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor and forced his way in between my ramification, and he shoved his cock right up all the way inside my pussy. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that hurt for a moment. It was like he hit bottom, I do n't know. His cock was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the like as having two at bottom me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My drumhead 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 clitoris into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly huge turncock 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 bitch clenched him back as my serious ever sexual climax swept through me. He ate me out about 15 minute of arc earlier, that was my best coming. But this one, even better. It just would n't arrest. We continued to kiss as our common orgasm kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` infant, get off me so I can get these guys out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his spermatozoon and I wanted some. okay, and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending little pleasance ripples through my entire pussy. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

getting double fucked was great, but ... it 's nothing like this. Basking in the after glow with your man.

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Early the next morning, Michael 's sentry started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' Fuck me again, babe '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit moistness. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other hand. I got ta get some juice going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't have clock time to do you justice -- ''

'' come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` Give her a quicky ! ``

Mom grabbed his cock and slobbered all over it for a minute. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my legs, and my twat throbbed the New York minute he entered me. My clit was still swollen from in conclusion night.

Michael locked his arms and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it right there.

'' Savior fucking Good Shepherd ! You two ! You 're fucking trollop ! ! ``

His cock expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build a wall, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` seminal fluid here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard dick. His salty cum tasted great, assorted in with my puss juice. The slew was apparently too lots for him, mom and daughter licking his cock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't do all that well. But that was n't the case with Michael.

'' fuck Mom, and give her some of that hot cum, too ! ``

He obliged. Mom came quickly, and I licked Michael 's cum from Mom 's pussy as he went back to his room to get ready.

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So there we were, Tina and I trying to emplacement this car along the ditch. Look, I 'm not so good at backing up, ok ? I rolled the stupid Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system where some of us moved gondola, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat training, all plans go out the windowpane when the 1st slam is fired. wellspring, the initiative nip, in this character, was one of the townies having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a couple of them got into an argument over one of the other cars that was owned by a beat person.

It seems that both of these old guys were sweet on 'Lady Jessica', who had turned earlier. fountainhead they got into a fight about which of these hombre should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep on any 4-wheel drive vehicles, any Priuses or other cross, any vans, and maybe a yoke of degraded cars if we found any. And we let the living folks keep whatever machine they had. But we needed the residuum for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le saber. It had some huge locomotive engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep it. The arguing got full-grown, 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 townspeople and force back it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was fine, right up until Tina got shot.

I whirled around to see where the shot came from when I was grabbed and picked up in the air.

Then one of the wretched 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 coke and my Lacrosse helmet blocked nigh of it. I was n't knocked unconscious mind, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two guys grabbed me, tied up my hands with those formative zip-tie things, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their truck they had hidden behind some tree diagram. They jammed me between the two of them in the social movement seat. Deliverer Deliverer I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't look to have showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your name, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy whisker and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't look as bad, but still pretty soiled and grimy.

'' screw you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' well, is n't that squeamish. Fuck-you, it 's squeamish to gather 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 blackguard bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? colza me, for sure. Then vote down me ? Do n't belt down me now, I 'm in love !

'' nooky ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about twenty minute up the road, the whole clock time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the things he 's going to do to me. The driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed pissed or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear, and a pistol, and bullets and stuff on a vest while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the whole matter here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big Trent says you can pee. '' But Tom slowed down.

'' I 'm going to pee in your truck right now if you do n't let me out. ``

Tom stopped the truck, right at the crossroads. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the hand truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

Silence for a moment.

'' I 'll let you see '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me loose or I 'll go down over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and view her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me loose, and I stood there for a bit. I could see Robbie had a intemperately on from rubbing my teat and thinking about watching me pee, but he also had his AR-15 somewhat pointed in my direction. Shit.

I pulled the scrunchie from my whisker and posed a little, letting my long hair's-breadth fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a bush. Perfect.

'' semen on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my army drawers, pulled them down and exposed my naked kitty to this blooming asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a diddlysquat, and ... zippo, at first. Finally, I closed my eyes and tried to unlax, and then I let it fly. The real trick was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood empale. cocksucker. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard piffling prick. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't remark the size of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't move ! Do n't make me dissipate you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot her, you 're not supposed to even touch her or Trent River will kill you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the other hired hand. Damn side arm bobby pin on the AR, they let you tear one handed if you want.

'' clout up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and burgeon forth his load onto my mammilla and bra.

'' Alright, amount on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My jersey soaked in several position through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and englut me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot bigger than our piffling one. We stopped after a couple moment near a gigantic strip center that had a Walmart in it. A tumid pirate flag flew from the top. The big store had one C of necros around it.

'' habitation, sweet menage ! '' announced Robbie.

'' seminal fluid on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my James Bond and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the flight strip mall. From there we walked a match hundred K til we got to the Walmart ceiling. There were about 6 or 8 armed guy rope up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombies trying to get in down below. These bozo 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 binding, down to the storeroom of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some ignitor filtered down from the skylights but the luminousness were out.
And there he was, the man himself. Big Trent.

He was big, too. Massive. Looked like he had been on the 'roids. He was, honest-to-god, perched up on these presentation cases, sitting in an easy death chair like he was a power on a can. A naked cleaning lady kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A twosome guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift steps. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' Well, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent River, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a circle around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some FINE piece of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the girl who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her caput low.

What an asshole, I thought.

'' And what might your name be, pretty offspring thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your public figure, honey ? '' he asked me again.

'' ass you ! '' It was all I could think of to say.

'' Ah, rebelliousness ! How nice. well I 'm sure we can beat that out of you. Or fuck it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a scissure at you. Wait a bit, what 's this ? '' Big River Trent had lifted my hair and saw a large contusion near my temple. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From dickhead over there ! '' I pointed my forefront at Robbie.

Big Trent River 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 niggling tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And expect at these bosom ! 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 shtup ? '' 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 confirmation. Tom nodded his head 'yes .'

Big Trento slowly went over to Robbie. `` You ... you let me touch ... you let me put my mitt on YOUR roll in the hay 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 spud, his capitulum twisted at a weird angle. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. retarding force his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, take up talking. Where your from. What 's your frame-up, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't have much to say. Except that, my Daddy 's going to stamp out you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My Daddy. He will vote out you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big River Trent thought about that for a few here and now. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, evidence me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a wall. Down in Larchmont. That 's that tiny townspeople a few Swedish mile south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a couple men, lots of girls. They had a match guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trento interjected. `` They 're plumb. Very clean. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to fag. And get some rub and clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to talk to me, substantial soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to amount with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy fount, spangled eyes.

As we got to the ladies incision, Tom relaxed his clasp and looked around.

'' aspect, '' he whispered. `` I 'm blue. They 've got my married woman, 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. veil it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. delay til it 's shadow and things quiet down. Too many cat around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trento and his crew. The relaxation of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced project kind of thing. They make us drink down 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, quell out of his way. I 'll try to keep you safe. ``

Tom looked at me like I was crazy. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in action. He 's all chill and stuff, until the denounce gets going. Then he turns into this John R. Major hard-core sea wolf. It 's almost chilling, but it 's also totally aphrodisiacal. And he 's going to save me.

At least, I hoped he would. Soon.

- - -

They tied me up, tight. I could n't get anything even remotely loose. Big Trent questioned me for, I do n't bed, maybe like an hour ?. He wanted to know the layout of our place, how many people we had, how much food, how many guns, everything. He threatened, suffer me a little, I held out a long time. Finally I gave some bullshit reply. I told them our stronghold was some of the sign right by the route. I told him we were almost out of food. We had 5 search rifles. We bathed in the current. There was only 6 of us.

But each reply, I held out. River Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my pegleg. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy metre. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright beauty, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the heavy stuff is going to come down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a huge tongue. It looked as long as my arm. I just about dump myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my knocker, I trembled.

'' You told me the all truth, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the trueness ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

River Trent had a angry look in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide unresolved. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guys on the roof are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and check into it out. '' The firing increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The firing lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your pappa, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More dead reckoning sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. right near us.

Suddenly, a body flew through the fanlight and crashed about 20 pes away. The chief was shooter and he was a jam from the fall, but you could tell by his habiliment. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! crap ! What the fucking ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another body came through the skylight, Trent and his guy cable fired everything they had at the opening. Three down. They ran out of ammunition, dropped mags and put in Thomas More and kept shooting at the roof near the curtain raising. Finally, nobody had any entire mags left.

This weird scraping noise emanated from the ceiling. Something was being scraped or dragged. Suddenly, another body flew through the opening and crashed down near us. One of Trent 's guys. He must 've had 20 smoke in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trent River and his bozo were in a panic. They were n't ready for anything like this. All their mag were vacate, they scurried about looking for more ammunition. They finally found a case and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the skylight. Five. Shot to absolute diddly-squat. They shot a few turn back towards the yap and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his guy cable to find more ammo. Jesus Christ, did n't these blockhead have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the front end door. Several of their guy rope went to get some of the cans.

Trent pulled out a mammoth pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random shooter into the roof until Trent told him to knock it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my dummy hanging out. River Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my caput. I, um, peed right then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent River yelled. `` See who these dead guys are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two all in guys. Trento and President Johnson scanned the ceiling skylight trying to watch sight of something. I watched Tom roll the bushed Guy around, and saw him pocket a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` Shot in the head, amongst other shoes ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the other guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many hombre were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulder. `` No shooting now, I guess they 're all idle. roll in the hay ! '' Trent pointed the Desert bird of Jove at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... outcry him off ! ``

I made a aspect at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the forehead. It did n't ping me out, but it hurt like shite and made my header spin. I could hear Trento but it was like I was underwater. I could pick up him yelling about covering the rachis stairs or something. next thing I know, Alexander Wilson has a big gaping hole in his head, and Tom is standing there with a vicious look on his face and a smoking gun in his bridge player. I guess he scavenged it from one of the dead guys. Tom shot two Sir Thomas More bad guy cable before Big Trent fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

River Trent could n't furrow him because he heard his name being called. By my Daddy !

'' Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be Quaker. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a stack of Coors beer cases. `` And how the ass do you jazz my figure ? ``

'' One of your picayune toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't concern ! He wo n't ever fink again. ``

More shots and shouts came from assorted share of the fund. The 'slaves'were rising up against their Masters ! So chill ! River Trent did n't screw what to do, or where to look, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your bitch ! '' Trent yelled. And he looked at me and started to point the Eagle at me.

Trent 's head exploded. I thought, I did n't know a head could just explode ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each other, guns pointed warily.

'' No ! '' I managed to scream. `` You 're on the ... same incline ''

I blacked out.

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Epilogue
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I shot this shithead Trento right in his blinking fountainhead. I scanned for targets and saw this inkiness guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was sort of hoping that he would n't blast me since we both shot Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the Sami side of meat, and we lowered our weapons as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' back us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more of these guy wire ? ``

'' I do n't know, I think my Friend took out the relaxation up near the front, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a stumblebum on her forehead.

'' Stay here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My name is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You considerably, Tom. I 've killed a lot of people today, I do n't mind adding to the list. ``

There was some commotion up front, so I skirted around through the miniature and cosmetics to see what was happening. The cause of the ruckus became clear ; 20 or so people were beating 3 or 4 masses to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the fascinate girl ! '' They had rakes and digger and started advancing on me. There was rakehell in their eye !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the box, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's fine ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool. He just killed about 15 of our son of a bitch warlords. Let 's not obliterate him just yet. ``

As the state of affairs defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some captured rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to cypher in particular.

A bruised up gentleman's gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the fair sex and shaver locked up in the nail beauty parlour next room access. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking opus of prick precaution, does n't have often breathing meter left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The townsfolk was swarmed early on by snake god. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Saturday. For a golden few, the whole kinfolk was shopping at the Lapp time and survived entire. For others, their loved unity were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` freight train '' showed up and easily took over the store and the mathematical group. The rattlesnake acted like saviors on the run, and were gladly accepted into the radical. After the first night, however, the freight train showed their true colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of terror and rapine. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the ceiling. She covered the mathematical group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to lower the bbl, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're all right ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't take heed anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the multitude and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his crowd returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a little miss around his neck opening. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new miss ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the radical. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't mind ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattler on the roof, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the help of Tom, we do n't have a rattlesnake problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a little more felicitous about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our intentions. Rightfully so, I guess. The finish 'saviors'did n't sour out so well.

'' Well, guy rope, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These lunkhead shot one of my people back dwelling. Do you mind if we get some medical supplies ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the chemist's part. These guys still had fully stocked shelves of near everything. Jesus, I thought. Wish I was a little more mercenary in my way of thought. I would take everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little girl still around his neck. `` Look, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinarian. Or, I was. I could subscribe a look at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some kind of trade, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be great, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able to lick out some patronage between our group, maybe even merge them together ... for our mutual benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One twelvemonth Later
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'' Please honey ! '' I begged. `` For the dear of God put her down already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my pet baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and breast. Carefully, I set her down feather in her crib. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a footling, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly expectant 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 argue but I held my digit to my lips, telling her to preserve calm down and not wake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the threshold. `` I 'm tired from the alimentation. ``

'' Do n't worry, this wo n't take long ! '' I ca n't sit in a way with her for very long while she feeds the infant, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My atomic number 26 shaft bashed into her legs as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk River gushed from both her nipple like a water fountain, except this fountain had many different streams ! Warm Milk sprayed on my face and dripped off my Chin. I opened my oral cavity and savored the perfumed 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 swig. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the doorway, `` Did the baby poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even look up. It was my give time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a little. She was trying to get between her daughter 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a piffling, so as not to lose my grip on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her typeface into Lorrie 's kitty-cat, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sort of misplace track of meter when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking tits, especially when they are filled with milk. So, I do n't have intercourse how tenacious it was, but eventually Lorrie started to moan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the sense from my milk-sucking and her mom 's scolding took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but tranquillise orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` fuck Mee-Maw. ``

'' bull 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little bitch ! '' As penalisation for this breach of etiquette, Gayle resumed licking her daughter 's cunt, even more vigorously this time.

I detached, somewhat reluctantly, from Lorrie 's tits. Truth was, I think I had enough. mustiness 've been eight or ten ounces ! Gayle rose up on her articulatio genus 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 choose 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 kitty-cat lips. I was too wound up for finesse and felt a niggling selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my tool in surd ! Oh yessss ... the only thing that feels expert than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my cock into a hot and aroused kitty-cat ! I looked up at my two hot mammy. well, technically one mama and a grandma. But the Grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few hebdomad I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too pinnace from the delivery.

I 'm sorry to say, but I could only utmost a minute or so within Gayle 's sopping wet cunt. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't much I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... trouser ... ) need to stay hydrated ! '' I only had about ten arcsecond to go.

'' Give it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right adjacent to Lorrie 's face. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a couple times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot streams of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouthpiece. Gayle 's work kicked in right-hand 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 nipple. She ground her clit into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a bit, 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 bosom in my face. I revelled in the immix concoction and my pecker recovered from it 's previous state of about 95 % hard to completely rock self-coloured again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radiocommunication call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, follow in Mustang. '' That was our sign 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 shoot down. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't shoot unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't dart ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that woman down for ten bang minute of arc ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' precipitation up cocksucker. piddling Tiger out. ``

Is that any way to blab to her commanding officer ? I did n't mean so. She will need some kind of penalty tonight. Probably have to tie her down feather and make her watch me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would work !

I did want to rush, though. We had seen a chopper go by a few multiplication in the shoemaker's last workweek. They were checking us out. It was the Air military unit or the Army, we could n't differentiate which but knew it was military.

The young woman helped me apparel in my best zombie killing outfit. We did n't make uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical matters. They finished strapping on my geartrain and I hauled ass down to the rear of headmaster 's and Lyndon Baines Johnson Hardware store in the Jeep. They were going to keep abreast me in a couple minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 feet away, the door gunner covering us. Some soldiery inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the lens hood of the Jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing apparent movement with my hands, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to bring down here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred feet. A low bag dropped out of the whirlybird and landed in a heap of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio wrapped in dirty windsock and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' hullo, '' I called, might as well sound friendly. `` Whatcha guy cable deprivation. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States USA. Do we have permission to land ? I 'd like to address with whomever is in accusation. ``

'' If your design are peaceful, Colonel, then descend on down. ``

They sat the bird down in a whirlwind of dust and shut it down. After a few tense present moment where we each wondered if we would inject at each other, I turned slowly to record I was unarmed. Erin and the headmaster crony still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my people had their artillery trained on the ground forces fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approach me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, Mayor, Commandant, Captain, and Father of this town. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no pursuit in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could assume a less aggressive stance ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their guns elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' deglutition, sir ? '' I queried. `` A little of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a sound idea ! '' I ushered him into the Hardware store where Morgan quickly set us up with a feeding bottle of Jack and two glasses. I poured us each a couple on fingers worth.

'' wellspring Colonel, you 've seen nearly of our area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These Guy had the upper hand, for sure. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and arms. But I did n't want to just dedicate away the key fruit to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Rachel Louise Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their mediocre share of zombie trouble, but were fortunate to not devolve into totality anarchy. They still had over half of their soldiery, about 8,500 tribe including menage on base.

'' about other installations were n't that lucky, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent city engagement. We 've stayed out of the big cities so far, just seems like too big of a job to take on. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you call your gizmo out strawman ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Ilich Sanchez Death Pit, you mean. Invented by an eighteen year old girl, who happens to be my wife and mother of my tike. Anyway, it 's pretty elementary, but very effective. You wan na take a look ?. ``

We walked out of doors and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guys were smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your boys forgot to draw in security measures ! ``

He shook his top dog. `` We 've got about an 8:1 proportion of men to women, so your gals here are a sight for very, very sore eyes ! ``

'' Not going to be a trouble, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not tolerate any form of unwillful behavior. That being said, we do receive some VERY comfortable women who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of certain moral standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the paseo. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised walkway to get to the death pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his multitude moved here from another town after a shared incident brought us together. We took over a hand truck end north of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as walls and funnels, and to act as ramps for our zombie protagonist. We 've got a piddling Bobcat skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Carlos Pit of Death ! By the way, we claim all right of first publication and trademark to that name. ``

The US Army bozo were stunned by the Death Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a pair 1000 zombilators, at least. We mostly stood safety device, somewhat out of peck so the zee would n't get distracted, and fired a jibe every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot evenfall and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, elegant ! You do n't even want bait, right ? You 've got smoke rising from the burning dead, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few metre, and we did n't induce adequate people or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Hector Hevodidbon came up with it ! I 've seen sufficiency zombie picture show, although I never expected to be in one. But the the great unwashed were always making dumb misapprehension. They never had a berth they could lock down and try and start over. We think we 've got that, and that 's what we 're trying to do here. ``

'' Any problems with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a minuscule confused. The attack might die down or a fowl might distract them. But then we just ring this gong we got from a church building. '' I pointed to the Bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating radio beacon, cop lights, to get their attention again. When it gets slow, we have to halt up the ramp so we can clean out the tread consistency. That 's probably the biggest danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's intellect was spinning. `` You could, wow, build more ramps, dig a cryptical pit so they always break, rig up luminance so they fire in sequence to produce magic of drive up the wild leek ... holy dogshit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' Well, sir, it does work. But yeah, you could dilate 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 instant he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you laugh at make me a list of what you need ? You 've got a trade good frame-up here and I want to see you deliver the goods. You 're going to need more than farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with staring gloating. `` well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma two and Barretts, and plenty of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallon of gasolene, and armored combat vehicle to bear it. A few thousand MRE 's would avail. What else. apparel. Soap. crapper paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yea FENCES ! We need fencing material so we can expand our farms. Goats, wimp, cows, and some more class, too. ``

Cpl. flint wrote down everything.

'' Mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's OK with you, I 'd like to set up an auxiliary post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvees. 2 Strykers. health check lagger and stave. And I 'd like to offer you a commission as a John Roy Major in the Army reserve. The post will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my voice faltering. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to stay on here and raise my family. No contempt, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the stockpile. You 'll stick here and command the total county, maybe even several counties. But you will live here. With our support. Meanwhile, we will take your Carlos musical theme and set free all of Colorado River, and the country, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their chopper. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and designer of the new Emily Post. Erin fairly leapt at the luck to escort Cpl. Flint around. poor people guy, I thought. He does n't stand a probability !

I went back to the house and told the ladies and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a little, but I did n't take that as a disconfirming. Gayle, however was a short different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these Army guys walk-in in here and take over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the politics tit ? ``

Well, bull, when she put it that way, it did n't voice like such a sound deal.

'' sister, '' I said, trying to vocalise aspirer. `` We have to connect with others. We have to get rid of these automaton. We need medicine, more food, or else we 'll just be subsisting. I want your kid and my kids, '' I looked at Lorrie, `` to be capable to spring up, and become something former than just semi-starving automaton fighter aircraft ! We do n't have got to go back to the old style of pure greed and avarice, but maybe we can seduce a better reality this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this darn up. I do n't require to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the best way to improve the domain is to get involved, be the one on the interior and guidebook policy and change. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the rest of the world dies completely ... ''

What the screwing did I just say ? I do n't desire wondrous, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie fever, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. demonstrate the Army how to build these Death infernal region. But let *them* do it. You stay here, mister. That 's an rules of order. ``

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'army uniform. Already had a medal on it, too. Red, whiteness, and risque stripes with a'Z'in the middle of it. I got respective sets of camo also, as did everyone in township. But the colonel said I should wear off this for my courtly installation and address to the town.

I stepped out into the family room of my adobe castling to see what the ladies thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

woman chaser tin whistle. Catcalls. fist ticker. And that was from child Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' act around Mr., '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' natural covering me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to address the troops in ... fifteen minutes ! ``

'' This wo n't take that yearn, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my unvarying pants and took out my hardening cock. They each began licking their side of meat of it. Lorrie undid her unvarying blouse and took her teat out. Staring me down, she lifted her teat to her mouth and began to go down on her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't drive 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 !