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

Without pulling out, I managed to ramble her onto her spine and continued fucking her. She took it like a champion, although she was n't much more than a rag doll. All she managed to do was heave and moan as my stopcock slammed into her clock time and again.

'' Oooooh ... yes ... yes ... '' she cried out, along with the casual `` Michael '', which was skillful because that was my gens. Once, my ex-wife called out `` 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 divorcement, I played it pretty fast and loose with the dame. cipher too rich, nothing too serious, just kept it brightness level. If the lady was in to me, then, big ! If she was n't, no vexation, there 's more.

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

I squeezed one tit hard as my other arm supported me. Her soft flesh felt wonderful in my mitt. Just beautifully squishy and yet house, with very reactive teat. I pushed it up to her expression and sucked her tit right following to her face. I withdrew slightly and offered Claire her own nipple, to which she accepted and gently drew into her mouthpiece. I kissed her and she released her nipple ; we both licked it vigorously as my stuff cock continued to have it away her tight pussy.

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

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

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

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

'' Okay baby, I 'm going to cum in you ! '' I cried out, faking it. I flexed my stopcock a mates time and her cunt responded with death-grip clasp as she came. I wanted to cum on her teat and face. I wanted to coat her entire body with my sperm. I wanted her to know that she was very special to me. I could barely contain my cum.

'' catch your tits, baby ! '' I said as I fucked her.

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

I stroked a couple sentence and felt the fantastical feeling as hot cum began flying out of my cock.

Claire screamed, `` What are you doing ! ? '' She immediately released her mammilla and went to forget her face with her hands. My cum splashed onto her mammilla and a couple streams hit her blocking hands broad strength. Dammit, would 've gone right in her backtalk, too. She turned her foreland as far to the slope as it would go. Still, a few stray drops and splashes got through and hit her cheek and neck.

I still had a distich shots left when she struggled out from under me, pushing me aside. She ran to the lavatory, holding her hired hand 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 various minutes as she cleaned up. Hell, I 'm surprised she did n't involve a bath or a rain shower. Finally she came out, one of my towels wrapped around her. She had pinned up her hair, apparently so none of my nasty hooey would come in contact with her golden ringlet. Hey, she did hold gorgeous hair, but still, man.

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

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

'' Thank you. ``

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

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

Yeah, I remember. I also remember your tune-up blow job was rickety at unspoilt, and lasted almost a minute and a half. I was just so unrestrained to stimulate 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 petty pleadingly, I thought.

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

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

People should just have house around their neck. `` I suck at blowjobs. '' `` I do n't do Anal. '' `` I wo n't lick pussy. '' It would deliver us all a lot of bother in the farseeing run.

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

No ! Bad ! ginger snap out of it ! Who needs a selfish dish ?

rightfield. I 'll go anyway. By myself.

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

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

It 's a cooperative venture between myself and three of my high school day buddies. One of them, David, had this land above a small townspeople. We decided it would give a cool pickup. So we built a small cabin and took good turn using it on weekends. We each contributed a certain sum of money each month for improvements and such. After 15 years, it 's pretty fricking awesome. The original cabin is gone. Instead, the place looks like a nice southwest adobe house. It 's rather deceptive, though, as the paries are 3 metrical unit of blade, brick, soil, and adobe brick. The windowpane are merely decorative ; they conceal 'ports'that are expectant for shooting out of. Yeah, it 's kind of a castle.

Add to that we 've got a partially submerged and hidden storage orbit where we 've got 3 40'containers of food, habiliment, supplies, artillery, ammo. Then, in the garage, we 've got a Unimog ( looney, go anywhere Euro-truck built by Mercedes ) two 4-seater Rhinos, a two seater Razr, and a few motorcycles. I do n't ride the bikes, though ; too uncoordinated.

The house/castle sleeps 8 comfortably, but you could squeeze in 12 or even more in a exigency. We made it for each of us 4, plus 1 each, for 8. Then, one of my buddies had a baby. Uh oh. If we all have child, there wo n't be any room. So we laid the innovation for another castling 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 open going along on its merry way.

Turns out, we were right.

I was the `` Information policeman '' of our mathematical group. Meaning, I built us a net with satellite access to the 'net. I had redundant servers and fifth wheel parts to last for years and eld. portion of my job was to download poppycock, information. So I downloaded Youtube videos of how to spend a penny diesel fuel, tutorials on husbandry, article on gunsmithing, calf-birthing, goat milking, Word on making whiskey, plus I ripped one thousand of picture and stored them, too. We had a pretty good encyclopedia of noesis and entertainment going. Oh yeah. And pornography. I downloaded lot of pornography. Videos and storey. guy rope got ta have fun, you know ? It ai n't all doom and gloom.

So I went up the Sat after Claire. I got the solar control panel out and set them up. Got out the windmills, checked the stamp battery, checked the fuel spirit level, checked our pee armoured combat vehicle ... basically made the place livable.

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

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

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

'' snake god man ! It 's on ! ``

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

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

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

There was ONE storey about a guy eating another guy. I mean, Dahmer did Sir Thomas More than that. Then there was some guy in Florida a span year ago doing that. That 's not exactly a Zombie Revelation of Saint John the Divine. I called David back.

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

'' No Michael. I know this guy. A doctor. He said he saw a guy at the hospital climb up after a tenderness tone-beginning. He bit like three nursemaid and orderlies. The media passed it off as a crazed lunatic. ``

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

'' Yeah, '' said Saint David. `` The media 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 alarm. ``

'' Well, I 'm already here, so speed the screwing up. ``

We hung up and I thought about it for awhile. automaton. If that 's straight, I 'll take to a greater extent of my guns. 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 make standardized gun for hire for parts etc. So, we had 8 AR-15s and 8 Glocks stored. ) That 's alright, but I want my 1911, my other AR with the go for cathode-ray oscilloscope, my Howa 308, my Benelli scattergun, my other pistol, and more than ammo, and some former crap. And, Night as well get as a lot food for thought as I can while the store 's are still open.

I 've got fourth dimension, right ? It 's only 20 60 minutes round-trip. I got going.

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

On the way, a account came on the radio of a different crazed man on a violent disorder who attacked three people at a mortuary in Denver. I pushed the landrover 's gas pedal a fiddling more.

After a grueling head trip home, I was exhausted. It was about midnight, after all. However, I had to hold back going. I packed up dress, word-painting, gewgaw, television camera, anything of note value. I have a decent-sized off-road utility dawdler, so that got partially filled up with all that material. My Jeep I filled with my gun, ammo, other weapons, my gold and silver rounds, all my puppet, and behind of gas. Grabbed my local stash of Cash, about 9 grand.

Then I went to the 24-hour superintendent Walmart.

Now, we each had over 4 year of nutrient per person stored at the cabin, but it 's all lyophilized and dehydrated hooey. Not all that exciting. I wanted some good stuff if the worldly concern was ending.

So I literally bought most of Walmart 's canned fruit. Filled up an entire shopping pushcart of yellowish pink and pears and Ananas comosus. Took that out to the poke and dumped it. Went back and bought another go-cart of canned vegetables. Then I went for the canned meats like fret, tuna, chicken, spam, chili pepper. Took two pushcart for all that.

More trip for soups, vegetables, and then the boxes of potato dish aerial and pasta stunner. more trips for cooking oil, spices, and More stuff I do n't even no what. At some period, one of the workers started helping me so things went faster. Still it took almost four hours.

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

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

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

'' Code Blue to ladies wear ! computer code blueness gentlewoman wearable ! ``

I looked quizzically over at the help beau, Stan.

'' medical examination, '' he explained. `` Usually means some old gentlewoman fell. But could be a nerve plan of attack or stroke. We get those sometimes. I got ta go stop it out. ``

I paid the shop clerk. We heard shriek coming from close by. Coming from the ladies clothing surgical incision. Two fair sex staggered out from the wrack, heavy wound on their arms. Kinda looked like bites.

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Chapter 2 - The Rescue
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I got the Hell out of stratagem, err, phoenix. When the dickhead hits the fan, you want to be first out or you 'll be stuck in traffic mess forever. Fortunately, it was about 4 am Dominicus morning so the roads were basically empty. I began coaxing my heavily laden Jeep up the 5,500 fundament climb on I-17 to Flagstaff.

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

Called my parents. They did n't believe me about anything. Dad did check that the doorway was locked. sigh. I 'd set them up with as much stuff as I could, but you can only do so much for citizenry. They did n't want to come over from Vegas. They do cause a shotgun, water barrels, MREs ... should finale them a twain months.

Went up to Flagstaff and turned eastward on 40, could see some fires burning in the little city. depart 50 some-odd nautical mile outside of town, then found a English road to enshroud and take a rest.

Many hours later, I finally made it back to the cabin. Had lots of excitement, though. Ran over 10-12 zombies. Shot a few more. Saved a few sprightliness, for the time being, at least. 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 little township just below our compound in the hills seems to be okay. The news is reporting instances of terrorism on a large scale. No quotation of zombies, though. Wow. Thanks for the fair and balanced reporting. Do n't want the great unwashed to have it off what 's really happening. The websites are going demented though. Youtube has footage up that is shocking.

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

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

Two more days went by before the number 1 zombi showed up in town. At to the lowest degree, that 's what I figured. I could get a line the gunshot, and could see railway car speeding about the shoes. Mayhem. I considered going down to help, but, what can one man do ? There were hundreds of them. Plus, I did n't really know the layout well, would probably just get myself killed. Ah, who am I kidding. I was just being a pussy.

I re-considered on the third day.

Now, my Jeep horse 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 modelling outfitted with surplus gas tanks, 5.13 gears, offroad sparkle and nicknack, it 's somewhat hard. And it has a big ass bumper in the figurehead which proved capital at knocking over Zed and his Zed admirer. But for very survival of the fittest, I 've got the Unimog. It 's built about 4 times inviolable than the Jeep, has mellow ground clearance, has four doors and a camper box on the back-end. They were originally made as a German army-type fomite, then they became available to the world. This one was originally a command and communications truck. We rigged it up as an emergency truck with a ravel, medical geared wheel, fervency fire extinguisher, gun wheel, everything we could recall of.

I put on my camouflage cogwheel. Then I put on Chris 's dirtbike gear. It has hard plastic piece that cover the chest and back, forearms, cubitus, upper blazon. I figured it would be knockout to get bitten that way. Put on my dresser rig which held my 1911 and 6 magazines for that. It also held 8 mags for my AR, 30-rounders. Pulled on my steel toed iron heel, clamber safety device, stifle pads, and a dirtbike helmet and goggles. I 've also got these Kevlar gloves that are supposed to be knife-proof, I hoped they were teeth-proof. I looked like a disconcert army man, nothing really matched but what the Hell. I do n't need to be camouflaged from Zed, just need to be hard to eat. Grabbed my scattergun, AR, and a bottle up .22 caliber rifle.

Got in the Mog and aim to town.

Much of the town was quiet, I turned down onto the deserted main street and kept a tone out. In my mirrors I could see a foreign website ; zombie spirit exiting stores and turning to postdate my truck. Was everybody absolutely ?

Suddenly, injection rang out and my consecrate Unimog was hit ! The shots came from an up the stairs windowpane of a house. I returned fire ( had my helmet on to protect my hearing this clip ! ) and stomped on the gas. The Mog, rather reluctantly, responded and I turned off to a position street. I zigged and zagged a bit and lost my snake god that were trailing me. I stopped the hand truck and took off my helmet.

It was repose. Too quiet for the living dead Apocalypse.

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

The zombie moan. We learned to hate and fear that sound. The moan seemed to be a `` Hey zombie friends, there 's meat over here ! '' sort of a matter. I knew more were coming soon. I heard some more zombie groan behind me.

Time to go. I got back in the cab and was ready to grow the key when I heard several female thigh-slapper from a nearby theatre. prick. That 's also the counselling where the moan came from.

I took the keystone ( did n't desire to leave them in the inflammation and have some populate asshole take off in it ), put my helmet back on, grabbed my bounteous AR-15 rifle, and trotted to the house to investigate.

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

As the zombies started dropping, the still living 1 ... or ... still undead single, turned and saw me and came my instruction. The moans increased, calling their friends.

My first clip emptied, I flipped it over and stuck in the second one I had taped to it. Firing steadily, I killed them and the 1 on the stairs. I then tried climbing the steps, but it was full of line of descent and bloodshed and really perfectly zombies. The howler continued upstairs, but I could n't get there. I could hear some moans up there, though.

Shit ! Some zombie motherfucker grabbed my leg ! I fell backwards but landed on a couch. The offending Zed reached out from beneath a megabucks of dead Z. The female screams continued on a higher floor, I figured I could kill this fallen one later.

I ran back remote, started the Mog and backed her rightfield up to the theater, destroying the sentinel fence and garden in the procedure. But now the top of the rear camper box was pretty lots in line with the porch roof, which led to the mo level windows. Climbed up the cowling, onto the cab, onto the box, up the porch application, and I landed in the upstair hallway.

The z up here saw me, turned and moaned, and died again in a hail of 5.56 mm bullet train. The screams continued in a bedroom. I turned in to see a gal and a fair sex trying to defy off two automaton with chairs. A clump of mass were backed up in the corners of the room. They were n't going to last-place much recollective. I reached over my berm and pulled out my Crovel, a belittled but heavy duty combination tool of crow-bar and excavator. The shovel edges are sharpened to act like an axe. It also has a saw border and a bottle unfastener, so it 's jolly cool. I hooked one Zed with the crowbar end and pulled him off the new girl.

'' blanket your aspect ! '' 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 activity with the other Zed, pulled him away and sliced his mind in two.

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

I surveyed the situation, but there was too much going on. There were several females and one guy that were all up and standing in semi-defensive position. Plus a few that seemed to be down. nonentity had any gas pedal, just some garden rakes and opus of wood, a baseball bat. They were all terrified, whimpering, and seemed ready to dedicate up. They were also mostly in doll and heels, which seemed odd to me. The Unimog had room for these mass. My cabin had room as my pal did n't seem to be coming. It is kind of lonely up there ... I made a snap-decision.

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

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

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

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

She was stunning. Her metier duration shameful hair was a pot. She was filthy ; origin and grime on her look, and I thought she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. Kind of Latino looking, maybe, or Italian.

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

'' I mean, I 've got a secure stead, intellectual nourishment, first aid, more guns, you 'll be safe. dependable than here. '' She thought about it for a present moment. I held out my deal. `` It 's now or never, steady. ``

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

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

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

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

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

She dropped out the mag, pulled the charging grip which ejected the stave in the chamber.

'' Ok, I guess you do cognise what you 're doing. Here. '' I handed her two full 30-round mag. `` 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 drum roll ! '' she said with gusto. She fired a blastoff down the stairs. Then a couple more.

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

'' adept girl ! Shot placement, do n't do in ammo. somebody get my helmet ! ``

Blake, the fashion plate of the bunch, helped me with the downed girl. She was bleeding pretty badly from a wound to her back, her clothing was in rag. It was firmly to maneuver her because we were trying not to tint her back. The reasonably Lady was helping too. Turns out this wounded little girl was her daughter. We finally got away, and saw to a greater extent automaton. They saw us, too, and moaned. Just for fun, I guess. They already moaned once. Why are they still moaning ?

'' Hey ! '' I yelled to the house. `` What 's that doll 's name ? The shooter ? 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 backside. '' They started dragging a bureau across the floor.

Erin came outside and let out a `` holy screwing '' as she saw the izzard convergence on my truck.

'' Start shooting, sweetie. rest on this slope, though, I 'll get the other side. And you. Yeah you. ``

'' Tina, '' a gal said.

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

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

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

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

Bam Bam ! Another one over here ... Bam ! And here ... Bam ! Bam ! shucks missed Bam ! Bam ! Bam ! suction stop ! Oh yeah, only eight rounds in my .45. Got ta keep comfortably cut when I 'm shooting.

Dropped out the mag and slammed another one in. Bam ! got the shit foreland ! Then I jumped down on the flat coat as we now had a footling breathing room. I waved down a yoke girls, put them in the backseat of the truck as I started it up. Uh oh. Here comes an ugly fucker ... Bam ! Went to the back of the hand truck and cleared that area out. Bam ! Bam !

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

Not as gently as we would get liked, we got the injured girl down and into the camper box of the motortruck. The other young woman struggled getting down and got inside. Finally, Erin scampered off the top like a pro. She killed a couple More as they neared us.

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

We pulled out slowly, squishing dead heads and soundbox as we went. The truck lurched and heaved side to side as we listened to the sickening audio. Two or three days ago, these were mom and pappa, shopkeepers, barber, gamey schoolhouse youngster ... today they are just dead core 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 ! ( leave out ) clapper valve !

'' Got her ! '' she exclaimed. She shot a few Sir Thomas More on our way out of town. She 's really liking this, it seems. Her face glowed. The other three young woman in the back seat mostly just whimpered and sniffle a little.

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Chapter 3 - The Arrival
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We got up to my compound. Locked the logic gate as I was certain we would have some followers. Found out that the trauma girl was Lothringen and the mother was named Gayle. We brought Lorraine inside to our little medical room. Yes, we actually have a room for this. Like a tiny doctors agency. She was barely conscious, but I got her to swallow some piddle and Oxycontin and amoxicillan. I could n't help detect that, underneath her torn blouse, Lorraine had frightful bosom. Like mother, like daughter, I guess.

I told Tina to take the girl in the kitchen, open up some cans of chile and start warming them up. Told her about the cornbread mix and butter flakes, and that they should all imbibe a lot of water.

back to the bruise Lothringen. As I mentioned earlier, I 'm the data guy. My buddy David was the medical Man. He took all the Red Cross training and CERT year and studied the record book and shit. I hate stemma. Especially mine. But I 'm not too fond of other people 's line of descent, either.

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

I cleaned the wound as best I could. Got out the acerate leaf and fibrous joint thread, and stitched her up. Fortunately, Lothringen had passed out by this meter. My stitches would give birth made the Frankenstein puppet flush, they were that bad. But they seemed to hold the cutis together. I slathered her with antibiotic ointment and bandaged her up. Throughout it all, I could n't help but notice that no issue how pretty her female parent was, this offend daughter was even prettier. I mean stunning. And, hopefully, eighteen. Jesus, I should be thinking that hopefully she does n't die !

I had Gayle narrate me some of their news report, how the girl got here and stuff. I was trying to sustain her brain 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 phratry. They lost some of their multitude. Gayle was trying to be secure, helping me, trying to re-assure me that my doctoring was fine. I finished the close bandage.

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

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

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

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

Gayle began to come back to normal. `` I, I do n't know how to give thanks you ... I do n't even have intercourse your epithet ! Oh I 'm such an ass ! ``

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

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

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

Our back talk met in a gentle, chaste candy kiss. I guess I thought it would go for maybe a secondly at the most. But we stayed there for several second base ... then I squeezed her a slight tighter and our kiss became a little Thomas More passionate. She squeezed me back as our lips pressed harder against each other. I became extremely witting of her breast pressing into me, and my putz started to stiffen. Her breathing increased, along with mine, our oral fissure opened a bit, and sure enough, our tongues met at the Saame prison term. She was dirty, smelled a short, and her pilus was completely dysfunctional ; I wanted her badly.

My tool roared to wide-cut attention as her moist tongue darted around mine. It pressed into her waist. My hand slid down to her skirt, I could find the bare cutis of her back.

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

We broke the kiss.

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

Gayle looked at my bulging trouser. `` I 'm sad. I should n't birth -- ''

'' No no, it 's o.k., really ! ``

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

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

But she turned and walked towards the dining area.

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

When I finally came out, I was greeted by a rhythm of hand clapping, then intromission and hugs and clinch and Thomas More squeeze. But, I did n't really remember anyone 's name that I did n't already know.

They were a pretty secure looking gang, and maybe a set of baby ? Blake and the daughter returned to their bowls of chilly 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 seance and the modality was very gay. As in, what 'gay'used to mean. Meaning happy. They were happy to be alive, I was glad to have some company, good-looking troupe at that !

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

'' I 'll come with you, '' volunteered Erin, the gun for hire dame. `` I 'll watch your back. ``

'' Sure, be good to have some more center. '' She had n't showered yet, but she had washed her face and custody. In all the disarray and fighting earlier, I had n't really noticed her before ; she was pretty fucking good looking. Nice niggling frame, a little over five feet tall and not giant booby. But they jiggled nicely in her dirty blouse. Like the former girls, she seemed improperly dressed for the occasion, but she did have some boots that seemed to fit.

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

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

Erin practically slammed the rifle into my work force as she took the Crovel with the three inch spike on the end. She walked to the fence and watched for a moment as the zombi tried to get at us. His figure tag said `` Kraut Dwight Filley Davis, Mountain realty. '' His throat was torn up, must possess been why he was n't moaning. Being a new zombie, he did n't have that completely crappy look like you see in the movies. He might 've just become undead today, who knows. But his eyes were all red and splotchy, he stank like poop, and his tegument was turning that sallow, pallid color.

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

She rammed the spike heel rightfulness into and through his left eye, piercing his psyche. Jerry stopped all his useless motions, hung there for a bit, then dropped to the ground.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Yeah, um ... I 'm not so dear with the all blood thing ... roll in the hay, there 's another one over there. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Jesus the Nazarene, yes ! Let me suck that, please ? Let me soak up your big knockout shaft. ``

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

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

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

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

'' You fucking GO Erin ! Yes ... you were a fucking animal today ... you 're a screw hard corporation killer ... suck that cock, suck it suck it suck it oh piece of ass I 'm gon na cum ! ! ``

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

Fiery shots of sperm exploded into her sassing, down her pharynx. She kept her mouth on the tip as her bridge player stroked me, coaxing out more cum and more cum. She swallowed immediately to make way for it all, and swallowed some more.

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

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

In just a few moments she clenched my hired man with her stage and thrashed about as her sexual climax took her.

'' F-U-U-U-U-U-C-K ! ! ! ! Oh nooky ... shit ... SHIT ! ! ! ! '' she repeated as the moving ridge kept cumming.
I spotted a zombie at the fencing. I traded custody so my rightfulness was now free to guide my .45.
roaring ! And the Zed 's head exploded.

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

Boom ! I fired at a tree.

'' FUCK ! ``

manna from heaven !

'' Good Shepherd you 're killing me ! ! ! ``

Boom !

'' AAAUUGHHH ! ``

Boom Boom Boom Boom !

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

I dropped the empty shooting iron on the ground.

I was hard as a fucking rock and roll again. I had never seen such a animal exhibit in my life sentence. I furiously stroked my hammer as she watched. In a few seconds I shot a small load rightfield on her gorgeous little tits. The sperm cell was less, but my orgasm was not bad. holy shit.

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

'' Maybe we 'll drink down some more z tomorrow, '' I said, putting myself back together.

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

'' Yeah, Zombies. zed. ezed. 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 stage around me and all my gear.

'' I need you to fuck me, Michael. Seriously. aunty Flo leaves township in a couple days. ``

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

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

'' Whatever it takes ''

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

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

We went back inside.


- - -

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

'' Yeah, '' I answered, loosening my appurtenance. `` Few more zombies showed up. Right at the fence. ``
Some of the girls were all fresh and clean. They looked awesome in mine and my ex-wife 's camo pants and t-shirts. A duet were still dirty, waiting their routine. Blake was all light 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 shifting until everyone has a shooting at it, then take ten minute of arc geological fault. ``

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 check on ? '' I asked her.

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

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

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

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

'' Lothringen. ``

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

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

'' Yeah. Probably due to my shitty sewing. Maybe we 'll put some super mucilage on it to aid seal up the combat injury. ``

One miss shrieked. `` My parents are live ! In Boston ! ``

Gayle and I chatted a bit as we headed back to the medical elbow room and re-patched her daughter, Lothringen. Found out more of what they were doing when this all started. Turns out they are from the college in Boulder, Colorado. A grouping of 20 of the sorority girls had gone down to south Denver for a funeral of one of their friends who 'd been killed in a car accident. The service of process was at a funeral home and, during the service, one of the other perfectly bodies came out of the stake room and started to seize with teeth tribe. This zombi spirit bit five or six people before they subdued it. The girl fled in panic. Gayle, the house mother, had driven the sorority bus down. As they tried to make their way back, massive traffic hole developed as zombie and people ran crazily all over the streets. Then, one of their female child 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 young lady at this point. Gayle tried to head north, to go back menage, but everything was blocked. She found an porta south and went that way.

Everywhere they went, it seemed to be getting spoilt. They thought they might hole up in some pocket-sized places like Colorado springtime or Littleton, but they were all in the process of being over-run. They kept heading south.

They ran out of gas a couple miles from here, and hoofed it into town. Not so easy with panicky girl and gamy blackguard. In township, nobody would help oneself them, the zombies were picking them off one by one. They found an abandoned business firm with that kid Blake in it. Then I came along. All tolled, they lost 12 girls.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I made the hot coffee, and put a liberal amount of Nathan Bailey 's in each one. Then I dialed in a movie as the daughter found daub on the couches with their pillows. Most were in my bagger shorts and my olive sombre T-shirts. They all asked what moving-picture show, but I would n't severalise them.

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

'' Is this ... ? ``

'' Are we really watching this ? ``

'' Yes we are ! ``

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

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

I came out for the death metre, Gayle and Erin had saved me a smirch on the couch in between them. Nice. They sort of snuggled against me. I had to concentrate on the motion-picture show to keep my erection down.

As the film played on, we started singing all the Sung dynasty 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. lucubrate 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 I had everything I wanted.

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

The movie finally ended. Had to wake up a copulate girls to get them to their beds. I got squeeze and kisses from everyone, even Blake. fountainhead, not kisses, thank God.

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

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

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

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

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

I opened my arms and she hugged me, like she was holding on for near life. She cried quietly against my pectus for several hour as I rocked her. I did n't want to ask what it was, I could pretty practically shape it out. She 's lonely, scared, saw many friends die, probably orphaned now ... still, my dick got surd because of a bare body pressed into me.

She finally slid her weapon system 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 position and kissed long and late, she still hung on tightly to me.

I moved my hand down to her rather plummet ass, her soft flesh so pliable in my inviolable hired hand. She moaned and thrust her tongue in my lip, searching, exploring. Her hired hand went down to my hammer and gently but firmly gripped me and stroked me.

She rolled onto her rachis. In the dim brightness level, I could see her marvelous mammilla splayed out to the sides. Christ, I did n't know she had those ! I went to fellate them, but she stopped me. Spreading her leg, she whispered her only word of honor to me.

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

I rolled on top of her, my rock severe cock between her newly shaven legs. With just a lilliputian maneuvering, my cock found her pussy. I rubbed myself up and down her slit a duad times, surprised by how wet she was.

I moved so my cock was right at her look threshold. Then I entered her land. She gasped as I slowly settle my cock into her. I just pressed, let my system of weights come down on her. I drove my peter all the way in. 8 column inch of dearest muscularity all the way in 8 seconds.

She entwined her wooden leg 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 virgule brought new moans and pant from both of us. We slowly increased speed. Little faster. short harder, too. Her slick cunt paries felt so nice and tight on my blade hard shaft.

We kissed hard, she did n't want to let go. I grabbed her left tit toilsome, I did n't need to let go. But I could feel those feelings heading my way. And fucking this hot teenager ( or maybe she 's twenty, who the ass knows I ca n't even call back of her public figure ) with her sleek down cunt is helping the office way too much. No sum of money of football thought process 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 cums finally got to me, I pulled out ( with some trouble ) and shot my incumbrance from right wing there. Long streaks of cum scene out, I 'm not indisputable where they went as it was nearly wickedness. I stroked until it was all done. the Nazarene that was nice.

The girl sat up and moved towards my cock, and found it with her oral fissure. She licked and sucked my cock clean and jerk of her and my juice. I 've GOT to find out what her name is ! I do n't want this to be a one-time thing. The obvious dawned on me about this sentence ; she had n't cum yet.

I pressed her back down on the mattress and 69 'd her, but mostly my hammer just hung in her face. But I went to town on her pussy. I just ate her hard, and licked her hard, and grabbed her ass and pulled her apart so I could get my whole face in there. She pumped her clitoris against my tongue as I jammed most of my hired hand up her dripping bozo. I pumped her furiously with my flexing fingers and thoroughly enjoyed her tasty cunt juices. I slipped my early hand to her ass and pressed in with my pointer finger. Her juices had oozed down there and it went powerful in.

Without warning, and without any noise, she clamped her thighs together, locking my men in home in her ass and bitch. I pressed harder on her clit as it pulsed and pulsed. She thrashed around but I held on and keep my face right in there. I wanted this infant to remember this one.
She finally settled down from her cum somewhat. Then she pushed me off and sat up in the wide radiance of the LED. She dipped a couple digit of her mighty deal into her cunt, got them all wet and juicy. Then, she brought her bridge player up to her right nipple and coated it with her own juices. With her get out paw, she raised her tit to her mouth and basically made out with her own nipple for a minute or so. She did the Same thing again but to her left tit.

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

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

I pointed with my undetermined helping hand to my shaft, to depict her what she did to me.

She grinned, then turned and got on all fours, her puss and ass in plain survey of the dim light. She turned her brain back towards me and raised her eyebrows. She does n't let the cat out of the bag lots, but we seem to realise each former pretty well without the chatter.

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

She turned and looked at me again, and shook her school principal. This could only entail one thing.
'' You sure ? '' I asked. This was n't something that, in my experience, most bird enjoyed very a lot. Certainly not Whitney Moore Young Jr. chicks.

I dropped down a little and played with her pussy, getting my fingers wet so I could lube up her asshole. I drew up as much spittle as I could, also, to add to the mix. After a bit or so I assumed the position again, only a fiddling mellow this time.

I dripped a final spit on my peter, and pressed it against her asshole.

The headland slid properly in.

She stiffened slightly at beginning, but I worked it back and forth a while and she relaxed again. With some more back and away action, I pressed a picayune harder, going deeper into this usually forbidden arena. I did n't desire to press to hard, though, and pain her or fright her off.

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

She grabbed a pillow and collapsed into it with her face and limb holding it tight, her ass still pointing into the air to accept her butt-fucking. prison term to go to work !

With increasing strength, I fucked her ass good. It 's different than a pussy, taut right hand at the scuttle 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 shit out of it. Still not a strait out of her. Hey, I do n't want her to wake everyone up but I also want to get some impact on her, know what I mean ?

I fucked her faster, so fast I was like a blur in her tight ass. I grabbed her nipple and made a fist with it inside my fingers. My ace dug into her titflesh. I pulled against her cunt and raised her physical structure to meet each speedy drive of my cock.

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

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

The door to my picayune computer room burst open and somebody hit the brightness level, 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 room access 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 picture 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 cock. Gayle stared at me, then my cock, then at the girl 's breach mother fucker that had some cum oozing out of it.

'' What 's the thing with her ? '' I asked, trying to break up the tenseness. My roll in the hay buddy tried to dig a hole in the air mattress. She managed to hide a little bit in the mantle. Of line, by this time, a couple other girls had come out to see what the problem was. I started dressing.

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

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

With sudden steel in her voice and a frigidity hard stare, Gayle said, `` She 's running a febricity of 103.6. She wo n't inflame up. I looked at the wounding and it seems infected. Her breathing is shallow and ragged. She needs antibiotic drug, or something. ``

son of a bitch, I thought as I laced up my iron heel. I do n't cause any liquified antibiotics, just pills. But you ca n't crap an unconscious mind person swallow pills and liquid. They 'll likely gag or get their lungs filled with fluid.

'' Somebody go get Blake. ``

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

'' Is there a clinic in townspeople ? ``

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

'' Does he make IVs to the great unwashed ? ``

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

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

'' RFN ? ``

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

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

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

I looked at Gayle. `` We 'll make a speed run to town. 5 minutes. Grab some shit from the Doc 's place. Back immediately. 10 minute of arc, tops. We 'll save her. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

We bounced in to town in disk time. The Unimog is an awful rig, but it 's not real fasting, and it 's not rattling quiet. I had outfitted my Jeep with some good Teraflex component part underneath so we could do by the rough route at upper with ease.

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

I cut the lights and slowed. The Jeep has a quiet exhaust fumes on it, but it still squeaks and the tires make interference on the pavement, too.

'' You can drive, right Erin ? ``

'' Yeah, no worries. ``

'' Ok, it 's an automatonlike. We 're going to back up to the part. I 'm going to turn on these rear lights to shine inside. Blake and I will demolish and grab. I want you standing outside, but right by the landrover. hold on it running. I need you to hold the domain clear. But do n't dash until you have to. Got it ? ``

'' Yes Daddy, '' she said.

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

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

'' Eyes sharp, '' I whispered to William Blake. `` Keep sweeping the sparkle. '' He had a flashlight, I had one mounted on my gun. I reached in and undid the ringlet. We entered the office.
Kind of messy for a Doctor 's office, I thought. Papers and tinker's damn were on the floor, things knocked down. Maybe we were n't the first to plunder the property ?

Blake waved towards the backbone, indicating where to go.

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

Stupid ... Stupid Stupid stupe !

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 birth any of my armor on, not even my helmet or goggles or anything.

Old Zed had me pinned. Actually he seemed like a teen boy. But he was a big boy. He leaned in for a flying pungency. I could n't get my rifle to bear on something inches away from me. I was kind of sitting on my pistol, so that was no estimable. I punched him a couple fourth dimension to keep him away. But Zed never gets run down, or hurt, or deterred. He just keeps coming. My Ka-bar knife is on my chest rig, if I can just progress to it ....

William Blake screamed.

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

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

Blake stood a few feet from his own snake god. Doc Brown, from the looks of him. His Edward Douglas White Jr. coating spattered with blood, he was coming towards Blake.

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

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

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

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

But I was too late.

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

'' Erin ! Get in here ! ``

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

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

damn shit shit SHIT !

Blake handed me the winder to the cabinet.

'' I ... got these from Doc. I 'm no-account ... ''

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

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

I rummaged through the cabinet as Blake tried to explain.

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

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

Erin 's rifle blasted a few times.

I found the IV bags. I dumped out a trash can and bedevil them all in there. Then I grabbed several tube-looking things and as many syringes as I could. I also threw in some bottle of pills, and petty 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 moment ago. Now he 's grown granite balls.

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

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

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

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

I put my arm on his shoulder.

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

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

And Blake turned and walked slowly up the street. In the dim luminance, some automaton 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 quarry. I paused for a present moment. Exhaled.

Then I pulled the trigger.


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I grabbed a road flash from the back of the landrover and lit it. I tossed it a couple feet away. I made her drive away, slowly down briny Street without any lighting and as soundlessly as possible. I was hoping the flash would draw the zombies towards its illumination, so they would n't pursue us home. We turned the corner, and she punched the accelerator for home.

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

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

Erin drove like a Baja 1000 wizard. I sat there and bounced around. Somehow I had gotten my fundament knock on, I do n't commend doing that.

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

We pulled in to our complex and quickly got inside. Gayle anxiously took the codswallop field goal full of drugs and began sorting them out on the tabular array. All the other girls were there, waiting anxiously to see what was going to come about. It only took about three more seconds until someone asked the inevitable question.

'' Where 's Blake ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Tina, '' I finally said, my phonation sounding weird to me. `` Get the tablet over here. Yeah. click on the server icon, right. clink Medical, ok click the IV folder, click that file, yeah mixtures. ``

Fortunately, I had my downloaded Indian 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 right amount.
Then we searched the videos and found how to slip in a cable 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 low gear try. We set the drip rate, and hoped for the best.

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

I went to the main dining table and slumped down in a chair. The girls tried to soothe me, but I did n't need 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 Pearl Mae Bailey 's that we partied with earlier and poured a generous shabu. She put it in front end of me.

'' Thanks. ``

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

I sat up and swallowed the drink down.

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

I put my nous in my hands and sobbed. That poor piece of tail kid, he was only 18 or 19.

Gayle got my glass and poured another two-bagger shot.

'' flavor, Michael. William Blake was a unfermented kid. But he was n't a battler. When we all crashed into his star sign, he did n't help fend off the zombies, he just stood there. It 's not your fault. ``

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

I stood up to go to bed.

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

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

Kaitlyn ! That was her epithet. Kaitlyn.

'' I uh ... I 'm not for sure what your plan is, but you better look out what you 're doing here. These girls are very ... tender right now. And you 're like some hero father figure to them. watch out your step. Good Nox, Michael. ``

I trudged to my room and had a frightening sleep.

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Chapter 5 - canonic
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Gayle changed out Lothringen 's IV bag in the middle of the Night. The succeeding morning, her febricity was gone and she was sleeping comfortably.

'Basic breeding'began with a words about this new world, we have to toughen up, yadda yadda yadda, we ca n't have any More William Blake incidents, etc. We did an 60 minutes of calisthenics and cardio.

Then we trained on the artillery. With youtube TV and hands-on training, they became proficient at handling, lading, and clearing the AR-15, the 10/22, and Remington 870 shotgun.
It was rather chilling during breeding, we could get a line Zed moaning outside. We had n't locked the gate concluding night and they were in the circumference. The missy were paying very sound attention.

Finally, it was time for springy fire preparation. Gayle stayed down below with Lorraine while the rest of us went up to the cap with one AR and the 10/22 and a crowd of magazines for each. Zed had us surrounded. They saw us and moaned the dying moan at us. It was fucking surreal. We were perfectly dependable, though. Zed ca n't climb 12 understructure vertical walls.

I had Erin display the proper stance and pointed out how to aim etc. She busted a couple caps, two z fell.

'' Tina, you try it. '' The overnice matter about the AR, it shoots a pocket-size but powerful smoke. Still, the squawk on that is minimum. cleaning lady can easily fritter away it without losing control of the weapon. Tina took aim.

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

BAM !

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

BAM !

'' Still low, take a shit sure you 're using the front plenty, logical argument up both great deal. ``

BAM !

'' And he 's down ! courteous one ! pair off 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 hands dirty. But fool bothered me. She almost seemed to be missing on purpose.

Kaitlyn rubbed up on me a few times. Erin grabbed my ass at one distributor point, but nobody saw. Erin was right there at my door last night when I pulled my cock out of Kaitlyn 's gaping ass, but it did n't seem to faze her at all. Unlike Ms. Gayle, who seemed to get developed a confused but still strong disapproval towards me. Sorry dear, one buss does n't mean we are exclusive. Although, she is so infernal attractive. And sweet, and strong. Christ ...

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

The respite of the day was more breeding, and then cleaning up. What do you do with 38 dead Zeds on your dimension ? We ended up fashioning these big crotchet out of some rebar we had in a shed. Rebar, that super strong steel they use in concrete social structure. We tied two ropes to that so two or four people could drag them across the background. There was a humble indentation in the priming outside the fence line, we dragged them over there as best we could. This ended up being the full strength preparation drill. You used you legs, weaponry, chest, core, everything.

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

I really liked the meddlesome natural process all day. It sort of helped keep William Blake out of my top dog. But in the evening, he came back to bother me. A lot. The girls put on Legally Blonde. No, not a pornography, the one with Reese Witherspoon. I just was n't up for it, though, and retired to my room with a six pack of Budweisers.

I worked on the computer, checked the boards for new info, put out some info. We, the disjointed few still connected to the Web, were trying to discern if death was caused by the bite only, or if it could be caused by transference of fluids. Like, say, a Zed bilgewater on you and it gets in your mouth or eye or a cut. Nobody had anything conclusive yet. I said we should assume it 's moveable without a bite, just to be safe.

The consensus was that Zed was pretty much like a George Romero Zombie ; not really fast, not smart, drawn to smell, sound and motility, and bore for human bod to eat. Well at to the lowest degree nobody has seen any ply zombies. Unfortunately, it seemed that any decease was now a turn-into-a-zombie event. Not just from a bit, but a warmness fire, too.

Then I looked at our supplies, our land maps, and tried to recollect of some program. winter was coming. We could n't plant anything now. But there 's plentitude we should be doing. The chief matter was, we needed to clean out the Town. But before that, we needed to get these little girl in physical body and properly outfitted. They were all wearing apparel and shoe that did n't really fit.

One more than day of education, then we 'll make a another high-speed style into township for some stuff.
I heard the movie ending and the party was breaking up. I went out to say goodnight to everyone and to pee. Six beers, ya know. 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 diffuse hug. She does n't know me at all, but everyone 's been filling her in on the Recent epoch consequence. Lorraine is ... really pretty. I mean, take your breather away pretty. She looks at you and you puff out your thorax a little, suck in your gut.

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

She tapped again.

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

I flung the door assailable, and there stood Kristin and Lizzie. The Johnson sisters. They were n't twins, being a duad yr apart, but they had a strong family unit resemblance. Light reddish fuzz, fair skin, cunning little lentigo ... oh man.

'' Yeah, girls ? ``

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

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

Kristin raised her arms over her read/write head. Lizzie lifted Kristin 's shirt up and over her headspring. She bent down and licked Kristin 's beautiful pink nipple. Probably a C-cup.

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

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

But I 'm also a man.

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

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

The two girls stood compensate in front of me. Lizzie removed Kristin 's pants, exposing her shaved pubic field. She raised Kristin 's leg variety of preceding me, so she was stepping on the edge of the desk. Kristin held on to the rampart for support. Lizzie proceeded to caress Kristin 's body, all over, squeezing and kneading all of her division. And all the while she 's whispering `` appear at these tits ! '' and `` Is n't she pretty ? '' and `` She 's so flaccid '' and affair like that. I was concerned for Kristin at offset, but she seemed to do it it, especially when Lizzie moved around to snog Kristin 's pussy. I went from 80 % strong to about 200 % when she did that.

I 'd been in a couple of leash before. And let me severalise you, it ai n't like in the pornography. One of the lady friend is usually shy, and then somebody gets their touch hurt because they are n't getting plenty attention or whatever ... almost people just are n't wired for a multi-person situation.

But these two babe, different story ! Lizzie stopped eating her sister 's pussy and turned to kiss me. Her hot, sensuous mouth was enhanced by the dripping pussy succus from Kristin. Good Shepherd, kissing a hot young female child, who 's got her own sister 's juices on her lips, I was just melting. I was n't aware at the clip, but all sentiment of Blake vanished. Sorry, dude.

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

I got up off the chair and all three of us went down to the air mattress. I buried my font in Kristin 's untried cunt alright. Her succus already flowing from her sis 's clapper, she just squirmed and moaned softly under my aristocratical assault.

And this is where it gets form of fuzzy. Lizzie went and sucked on Kristin 's tits some more ... then both of us were sucking Kristin 's pap ... then I got rolled on my binding and had Lizzie 's snatch smashing my face and my cock up Kristin 's cunt.

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

A bit later, the girlfriend were sixty-nining, with my peter going in a hot pussycat, and getting licked on the outstroke. Holy diddly-squat ! When I had to cum, Lizzie ( at the time on all quatern with Kristin under her ) told me to jack off into her bastard. I did n't really have it away her ass, just pressed the tip against her gob and jacked myself.

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

... into Kristin 's mouth.

'' Do n't you swallow that poppycock, squawk ! '' whispered Lizzie.

Kristin held my cum in her rima oris 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. Some ran down Kristin 's face. The two miss entwined their stage and ground their kitty into each other, cumming heavy simultaneously in just a couplet minute. I forced my way from behind so I could try and lick both of their cunt. Nice.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' I do n't really opine we should be killing these ... multitude ... ''

All point turned her way, you could try the sirup flowing down the cakes.

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

'' No. I 'm serious.. I 've been doing a lot of thinking these death few days. I think this is the
Apocalypse. Armageddon. You know, from The al-Qur'an of divine revelation. This is the Tribulation.

'' These the great unwashed out there, yes they died. But now they are Angels, and they 're doing God 's work. ``

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

Hey, I 'm a worshipper in the U. S. organization. You want to believe in the Big Sky pa, go right ahead. That 's your right wing, it 's part of the low Amendment. You want to conceive in the flight Spaghetti Monster ? amercement. I do n't wish. But your exemption and right wing end when they impact my freedoms and rights.

I tapped my burnt umber cup a few meter on the table. The clamor dimmed, and finally stopped as all center turned towards me.

'' gull ... you can believe what you want to think. But, you are also a guest in my firm. My plan, for all the occupant of this house, is to try and get through this Zombie Book of Revelation, and to keep life and kill the bad guys. I want to plant life harvest, I want us to be prophylactic. I want us to live. I kind of thinking those were common belief we all had. I expected everyone in this house to mould towards that finish. We kill Zed, and Zach, and Zena, and we try and start over. ``

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

'' Let 's see a appearance of hands.Who wants to try and live on through this thing and fall out the other slope ? '' Everyone 's paw went up except Patsy's.

'' Well, what is the early 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. Emphasis on the 'you 're'; full of scorn. `` No, we have to await for a sign. ``

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

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

Thomas More bellowing. Gayle glared at me. Lorraine, or Lorrie as I was now calling her, looked at me a little hurt, like she was being left out of something. Jesus, it did n't feel in effect to let down her. What the fuck ?

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

I got up from the table, all eyes 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 burnt umber, kind of wondering what I was up to.

I came back with a nice backpack, filled up.

'' fall guy. showtime of all, I 'm sorry to have infringed on your belief. That was wrong of me. ``

'' Thank you, '' she beamed.

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

'' But you 've made it unmistakable you do n't want to stay here. So I put together a little kit here, '' I indicated the backpack. `` There 's pee for three days, food, a jacket crown, boxing glove, matches, oh and a Bible, of course. Let 's see, no artillery, of course of instruction. You wo n't be needing those ... ''

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

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

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

'' fall guy, you 're either with us, or you are n't. I ca n't cause someone here who I ca n't trust not to leave a door open on purpose. '' I held up the battalion for her.

'' Gayle ? '' Patsy pleaded.

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

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

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

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

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

'' Surely good and mercy will keep an eye on me, all the Day 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 reach on it, and I 'm pretty well with it. I can hit a 1-foot steel denture at 600 yards.

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

I took up a location on our pitcher's mound 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 barque, does n't it ! ``

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

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

BOOM ! got him.

godsend ! got her.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I turned and headed back to the house. Some of the 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 determination. I think Mike was bluffing, right Mike ? '' I nodded. I was. I did n't require her to really go.

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

We spent the residue of the day preparing our weapon, teaching the girls how to care for and clean them, ran through more drills to percipient jams etc. Everybody now had an AR-15 as I had broken into the grouping 's hoard of standardized artillery. My buddies wo n't beware, since they are gone ...

The mood was, okay. People 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 pullulate her automaton eubstance, but it will be a bummer nonetheless.

I talked more with the girls about my architectural plan for tomorrow. We 're going to the `` superior 's ironware and Dry good '' store. The girls need underwear, shoes that fit, and some dress, too. I 'm all for going bra-less, but some of these girls have real big boob. And I need them to be able to run. Big bouncing titmouse are fun to watch in slow movement when they run, but in a Zed situation it ai n't cool to hold things going in all centering. Got ta shoulder strap those puppy down.

'' I 'm going to need two volunteers for tomorrow 's excursion, '' I stated. All hands went up. `` Now hold on a second. I need people who are good nip, can proceed quick, and do n't bear in mind getting dirty. Ok Erin, thanks. But you were already drafted, that 's why I only need two more than ... Lorrie, blue sweetie, you need more healing. Gayle, thanks, but not yet. No ... I 'm thinking ... Lizzie and Dizzy -- ''

'' It 's Kristin, asshole ! ``

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

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

So instead of a motion picture that night, we all cleaned the weapons and checked our multitude. We loaded the Jeep with some trade good, like gallon jugs of water and canned solid food in pillow slip we found some survivors. Also some dry solid food like instant white potato vine and such.

We got everything packed and racked, with no slack.

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

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

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

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Chapter 7 - Daddy 's Little girl
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We dressed for battle as best we could. The motorcycle helmets fit the babe, 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 sashay went, when we lost Blake, this parting was a bit tearful.

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

Lorrie hugged me, too, with binge in her optic. I held her berm, afraid to partake her back. Her breasts pressed into me. Jesus.

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

We got in the jeep and headed towards town.

As we headed down Main Street, we could see the dead zed from the former day. nonentity is cleaning up the Ithiel Town. We stopped in front of `` passe-partout 's '' memory. Peeking in the windows, we could n't see anything. I tapped on the ice lightly with my rifle barrel.

Suddenly, apparent movement. Hang on ... yep, it 's a Zach wandering around in the entrepot. I did n't desire to just shoot and tear up the glass, I wanted to celebrate some unity to the fund. Talking to the girl, we drove the jeep around the position of the computer memory. I took a set of headstone, as did Erin. We climbed up on top of the jeep and went up the fire escape to the instant floor. I climbed in the window and cleared the country. The other gallon came in. Okay.

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

I took two steps downstairs, and was met by a young man with a scattergun pointed at my face.

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

I set the crovel down, but now the kid had three other rifles pointed at his oral sex. Then a room access opened up behind us. Confusion reigned as another kid pointed a rifle at Lizzie, then at me, then he did n't jazz who to indicate it at. My girls were yelling, so were the boys ; this was very tense and could go bad in a hurry. But I could see these were young kids. I did n't guess they were unsafe, just being protective.

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

The one on the steps 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. turn down your rifles. See blackguard ? We 're coolheaded. Everybody 's sang-froid ... Lean your rifles on the rampart. Nice and leisurely. Yeah that 's it. Okay, now take off your helmets. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Thomas Hunt Morgan and Wyatt ? '' I kind of smirked. `` Where 's Vergil ? '' I joked. You know, the Earp brothers. I was met with glum faces. `` He 's downstairs in the computer memory. How did you know his name ... oh yeah, you 're old. ``

'' Yeah, I 'm dingy about your chum. I 'm Michael. And really, we just want to sell for some material. Who 's master copy ? Is he the owner ? ``

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

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

'' well guys, I 'm very sorry for your loss. But we need some affair for the girls. You fellas pauperization water ? Food ? ``

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

James Wyatt slugged him on the shoulder. He did n't want to expect bad in front of the girls.

'' Boys, '' I said. `` Before we do any trading, we 've got to ... bump off Virgil ... ''

'' Yeah. We know. We just ca n't do it. '' Sir Henry Morgan, apparently the younger one, cried a slight. Kristin went to him and hugged him. Erin moved towards me, as Liz sidled up to Wyatt.
'' If it 's o.k. with you guys, '' started Erin. `` Michael can ... avail you with this. '' Nice statesmanship ! 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 Wyat, and I quickly dispatched poor Virgil with my Crovel. Erin helped me draw him outside. We cleaned up the blood so the boy would n't see anything.

The ambiance lightened up then. The two sister went shopping with the male child helping. For a crappy modest town, they had pretty good stuff. I guess there 's a pretty famous trailhead up in the Sir Henry Wood, so they get quite a few hikers coming through here needing last mo gear.

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

'' Can we get to the clock tower from here ? '' I asked. It was just a little cupola form of a affair, sitting on the roof of the second storey. We climbed the stairs from the cap. A twosome kicks and the clock fell out of the social movement. Nice view from here, we could see most of the town, now.

I looked at Erin. Her facial expression pleaded with me.

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

She grinned and sighted in the first one with her AR. This was my safe one, with an ACOG reach on it and a Bomber Harris bipod.

roar !

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

BOOM !

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

roaring !

'' Uh huh ! All day bitches ! ``

I pointed out a few down the other side of meat of the street. Erin gleefully adjusted her stead and took them down. One blastoff each. She 's a regular sharpshooter, a natural.

She also had this charge up look on her look, kind of like the early day. She anxiously scanned for more. Fortunately, for her, other ezed were drawn to the stochasticity and came out to see what all the noise was about.

BOOM !

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

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

'' You 're an awesome crack, sweetheart ! '' And I rested my hired hand on her trim petty ass.

She giggled and pressed into my manus. `` Harder ... yes daddy ... squeeze me .... wait ... plosive ... '' she sighted in another target.

manna from heaven !

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

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

Erin exhaled, I paused, and manna from heaven !

I slipped my middle fingerbreadth inside her snatch, it slid in with no friction at all.

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

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

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

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

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

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

I squeezed her clitoris in between my thumb and fingerbreadth, her little swollen sidekick sent chill throughout her body.

BOOM !

'' shtup ! ! ! ``

BOOM !

'' YESS ! ! ! ! ! '' and she came with sharp contraction. Her succus literally flowed over my fingers. I jammed my digit into her mouth, she licked and sucked down her juices and moaned at me. I pulled my handwriting out.

'' Fuck me, dad, '' she pleaded.

'' Say it again. ``

'' Be my Daddy, '' she said softly. `` Fuck me Daddy. '' Then through gritted tooth : `` Fuck me heavily pa ! Let me bolt down these fuckers and get it on me, pa. ``

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

Erin let out a foresighted 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 slit juice.

She took aim some more. I paused.

BOOM ! She shot this charwoman Zena in the head.

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

roaring !

I fucked her hot snatch while she continued targeting. She lined up a shot, but I could n't avail myself, my stopcock twitched inside her steamy cunt.

Zach fell down as she hit him in the knee.

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

I fucked her as backbreaking as I could while she tried to wind up the dead Zach.

'' Stop it ! '' she giggled.

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

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

Erin rested the gun and took her piece of ass like a champ, bucking her coxa back into my thrusts. I grabbed and yanked on her ponytail as my throbbing prick sank deeper and deeper into her body.

Erin reached down to her cunt and frigged herself for a few moments, then took that hired man and tried to shove it in my face. She succeeded, smearing my fount with creamy twat cum.

I smacked her ass hard.

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

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

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

'' Yes dada oh my fucking GOD ! ``

'' You like pa 's cock ? ``

'' Yeah papa keep fucking me ! ``

'' I 'm gon na cum in your little twat, infant. You want dad 's cum do n't you coddle ? ``

'' Oh FUCK YES DADDY ! Cum in me Daddy ! ! ``

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

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

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

'' Oh dad '' Erin whispered, I could barely hear her in the light morning cinch. `` daddy ... papa ... ''

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

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

We traded location, I rested the bipod and took aim up the street. Erin greedily licked my rooster and orb, swallowing down both of our juices.

I fired a few Sir Thomas More times. She was right, it is backbreaking to aim when someone is goofing with your sex parts.

'' Lookit this papa. '' she said. I looked down to see her squatting, her hand beneath her slit, catching the dripping cum. She put her other paw down there and brought the replete 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 couplet more handfuls of cum as I shot more Zachs and Zenas. Fuckers just kept coming. How many were there in this township ?

Erin stood up and tote me a piddling bit on the shoulder. I set down the gun and kissed her passionately, tasting my cum on her lips and glossa. She held me so tight for such a little thing.
Reluctantly, we dressed. We ended up going through four mag. 120 rounds. With misses and on-purpose barb fired during sex, we figured we hit close to 100 zombies.

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

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

Dead air.

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

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

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

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

'' The marvellous one ? hammerhead ! ``

Yeah she 's the marvellous one. At least six feet. But nicely proportioned. Very nicely proportioned.
Gayle keyed the mic again. `` How are you guy cable ? We hear a lot of stroke. Oh, and Lorraine says to tell apart you 'negative Ghostrider, the radiation pattern is full'. What the netherworld are you Guy talking about ? ``

I chuckled out loud while Erin just looked at me like I was pudding head. `` All good here. Little tiger is quite the sharpshooter. The babe are negotiating for goodness as we speak. volition 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 abandon brass instrument casing for future re-loading. We headed back down the stairs.

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As Erin and I neared the bottom trading floor, we heard some scuffling and what sounded corresponding one or both of the girl screaming. We bolted down the conclusion match footstep, my Crovel held ready to swing and Erin 's AR ready to fire. What we saw was rather surprising.

Across the store, about 30 invertebrate foot, was a Methedrine case about 15 pes foresighted that held knife, binoculars, and other high dollar token. It was also the checkout surface area with cash register and credit card machine.

tendency against the case were our two sisters, naked as blue jay. Their weapons system outstretched, they were holding onto the inverse side of the pillowcase. They were holding on because the two sidekick 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 young woman 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 O.K. ! '' `` plosive speech sound papa ! '' `` We asked them to ! '' and stuff like that.

The boy froze, and started to withdraw.

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

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

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

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

I found an area out back of the store that seemed to cause pretty soft dry land. I said to Erin, `` Cover me. I 've got to dig a tomb for Virgil. And name the spread. It 'll be another hour or two. ``
As I dug with the Crovel, I got Erin to talk.

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

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

We both laughed.

'' Does it rile you ? '' she asked `` I can cease it. ``

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

'' Disappointed ? How ? You 're awesome ! We 'd all be dead without you ! You 're everything ... everything I want in a begetter. And, the piece of ass is nice. Very dainty. Oh shit pay me the Crovel ! Now ! ``

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

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

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

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

With bout in my eyes, I took the crovel from Erin and finished up the trap. Furious at the fucked up macrocosm, I dug very hard.

'' Sorry, Daddy. ``

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

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

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

But she cut me off. `` No ! Um ... Michael ... papa ... I do n't desire you to be my young man, or husband. I do require to hold piece of ass 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 oneself individual to settle down with. Like the Dizzy Sister have. ``

I finished covering up Vergil. `` semen here, sister girl. '' And we hugged and kissed and cried a little bit. `` I 'll be your 'Daddy'. I 'll be Daddy with benefits, okay ? ``

We smiled and went back in the store.



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Chapter 8 - The Party
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The schoolmaster boys were dressed, but looked a slight shamefaced. The President Johnson sisters were beaming, their faces a little flushed. must 've been a pretty good time on the knife case, I presumed.

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

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

Erin laughed out trashy and Kristin smacked her own forehead.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Things move quickly in the New World.

'' well, not so fast. This place is very vulnerable. chicken feed windows all over, the plump for door lock could n't arrest a seven-year-old ... '' Shit. What to do ?

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

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

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

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

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


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There was big excitement at the sign as the new boy were examined, admired, hugged.

But the Lyndon Johnson sisters made it very clear ; these male child were off-limits. And they seemed soft on with the sisters, so that was good. Then the girls discovered their new clothes, and the screech was nearly intolerable. Shoes that fit ! knickers that fit ! underclothes !

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

'' Only during the bad week, '' she said. `` eternal sleep of the time, I like to go ranger. public speaking of which, who said you could go shooting sperms inside me ? ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' Hey girl ! '' said Erin.

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

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

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

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

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

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

'' fountainhead I want to extract my weight around here. Can you teach me ? ``

'' Well, Lorrie ... sweetheart ... we 've got to get you all healed up first. Killing Zachary can be easy, with a gun, but it can also get tangible rowdy 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 right position. I sewed her up, but her mom had been seeing to her ever since.

'' It 's good ! Look ! ``

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

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

Fucking corking is how you 're doing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I held her gently on her lower rosehip. Her plain hips. Jesus of Nazareth Christ her skin is so easygoing and warm ...

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

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

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

'' I do n't opine you 're a kid ... '' With a body like that ? She 's all woman, all the time. `` But, you need to aim it easy with that dorsum. I do n't want any stitches to come out. '' I could n't think of anything else to say. I mean, the great unwashed are belike to come back at any moment. Yes, I fucked some of the other young woman, but their mom 's were n't here ! Jesus.

'' arms up. ``

She raised her munition, her chest still pressed against me.

I took her t-shirt and fiddled with it until I got it lined up, Then I slid it over her weapons system, headway, then over her tits until it was fully on.

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

'' Anytime, hon. ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And she left to repay the others. I stood there like, What the screw ? They are taking bend ? With me ? Well that 's just ... well it 's not the worst affair that could occur, I guess ...

Gayle came in to say hi.

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

'' I 'm a little concerned. We have to strengthen their construction area, it 's not very secure right now. And we need to aim those boy up. They need to get a piddling, 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 fine. We need to start taking back the Town anyway. Would be thoroughly to have got a forward-moving root there. We 've got radio. We could hook them up with a set of solar panels. It could solve. ``

We had a squeamish dinner party of beef stroganoff, from my supply of dehydrated food for thought. Canned Prunus persica for dessert. Also had wad of vodka and fruit juice.

Erin found the tablet, touched the concealment a few times, and the next thing you know, Rihanna is blasting from the speakers. It 's a party !

The boys shoved the mesa to one side, and we had a saltation floor. Rihanna 's beats were thumping, and Tina and everyone was pulling me out. Now, I 'm not a dancer or anything, but I do have rhythm. So I was able to sham I had some moves. It did n't matter much, Everyone was hooting and hollering and shaking with the beat.

Everyone yelled the refrain :
'' Now I may be bad, but I 'm perfectly unspoilt !
And it 's, Sex in the Air
I do n't give care I like the olfactory modality of it !
spliff and stones may break my bones
But range and whips excite me ! ``

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

Then Erin put on an oldie, `` crowd it '' by common salt'N Pepa.

With all the `` Ooh baby, baby '' verses, it was getting softheaded. Erin jumped up on the tabular array and took off her T-shirt and shook her happy little boobs for everyone to see ! The boy were dancing with their daughter, but it was variety of a free-for-all. We were n't really partnered up, just mashing all togther. And there was circumstances of bumping and grinding, and 'getting all up'on me, the boy, and the miss on each early in some serious dirty dancing.

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

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

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

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

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

3 izzard were at the wall of the menage. Somebody had n't locked the gate.

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

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

We had to re-arrange thing a footling to oblige the boy for the Night. It was looking like Payton did n't have anywhere to stay. Imagine that.

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

Everyone started saying their good-nights and drifting to the bathrooms and bedrooms. I was the close to use a restroom. Got myself a shower, finally. Got to remember to check the water levels tomorrow in the computer storage water tank, I reminded myself.

When I opened the room access to my lilliputian computer room, I found Payton waiting for me. She was desolate naked, sitting on the air mattress with her back up against the pillows and the wall. Her right hand was lazily playing with her shaved kitty while her left script toyed with a nipple.

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

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

I got undressed, mentally thanking myself for storing up so many razors. When I pulled my short off, my 8 inch cock sprang out to it 's common 45 grade angle.

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

'' Keep going, '' I said. Watching a woman masturbate is one of my great pleasures in life. I do n't get to see it often enough.

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

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

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

I settled into the office death chair. `` just now talk a footling. severalise me what you want me to do. ``

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

'' Where ? Show me. ``

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

'' Mmm Hmm. What else. ``

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

'' Yesss ... and ? ``

'' And I want you to lick me hard ... and put your glossa on my clit ... and seize with teeth it a lilliputian ... '' she was getting the hang of it. Her finger slipped inside her pussy as she talked.

'' And I want your putz. I want you to ... um ... have it off me. '' She slipped in two fingers. `` I want you to fuck me respectable. Fuck me hard. shtup me a lot. Fuck me intemperate. And harder. '' Three of her fingers fucked her cunt now.

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

'' And I want to suck your cock and mmmmmmmm ... '' She pulled her finger out of her pussy and daintily put one in her mouth. Her back talk enclosed around it. She slowly pulled it out, sucking it clean house of her succus. She did that to the other two.

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

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

I went and stood on the air mattress, straddling her, my cock just a human foot 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 hump me ... please you have to be intimate me ... please ... ''

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

'' I fucked Erin today. ``

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

'' I fucked her from keister. ``

'' Fuck yes ! ``

'' I fucked her while she shot the living dead. ``

'' Oh fuck eff fuck ! Yes ! ``

'' I came in her cunt ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' Deliverer that was honest ? ``

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

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

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

She writhed in joy as she convulsed from her orgasm. When she was spent, I grabbed her legs and dragged her down fully on to the mattress so I could do it her good. And I did. I shoved my rooster all the way up her dripping cunt so good she did n't know what hit her. I had to turn her over, face-down, so she could squall into the pillows.

I had never fucked anyone this tall before. It was cool off to bang somebody almost as big as me. But her unassailable legs were alike jelly as I pounded her snatch into submission.

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

At one point, the door opened and Erin stuck her head in and smiled at me. I motioned her in
but made the 'shush'mark with my finger to my mouthpiece. She nodded and sat on the floor. Pulling her little sweat pants aside, she rubbed her cunt as she watched me lie with Payton.

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

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

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

She opened her eyes for the first time in about 10 hour as she watched me determine in between her luscious jugs. She then noticed Erin sitting to her left. Payton form of express mirth but did n't seem to mind.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Payton roused out of her stupor to discover Erin.

'' infant, you do that so serious ! ``

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

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

Erin never let up or let go of those glorious tits. I slopped up some pussy succus onto an exposed teat, Erin saw that and just plunge on it.

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

- - -

The next morning we had powdered eggs, lyophilised ham, and pancakes. All courtesy of Momma Gayle, with some help from Lorrie, of course. That damn is not bad, pretty tasty, even. Considering the circumstances. The IHOP was, after all, run by Zach and Zed and Zena, at this point.

So this day, we hooked up the snow plow to the Unimog. Too many idle bodies in the street, you know. We scored scores of plywood at the ironware entrepot to barricade the master 's memory board. Then we implemented 'The Plan'.

We parked the Unimog at the east end of Main street. It already had some follower. The cool off thing about the Mog is its height. No matter what the Zeds do, they ca n't break in. They ca n't crack the glass. They ca n't climb up into the cab. So we Parked it in the midriff of the street. Erin climbed on top, along with Lorrie. They had the .308 for good prospicient range and stopping power. Also had an AR, and the conquer 22. The idea was, they would go shooting at Zach, which would bring more Zachs, and they would keep shooting. Lorrie would get some material on-the-job training.

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

Meanwhile, myself, Gayle, Morgan, and James Wyatt went down to a side street at the whole early end of the lowly townsfolk. We pulled up to the last house. Gayle had the AR. I had my Crovel, and the boys had pitchforks. We also had handgun, all of us. The idea, though, was to go quiet and gibe the houses.

The first one was a patch of cake. Tapped on the door, all quiet. The planetary house was unbolted, nobody inside. We checked for medical specialty and intellectual nourishment, found a pretty in force cache of cans. Some secure intellectual nourishment in the fridge, too, but it was all rotten. No medicines. No weapons. Some old lady clothes, that 's about it. We stacked the cans on the porch for later pickup.

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

I wanted the male child to get some breeding, so we had Gayle stand behind the threshold, and she yanked it open. Lewis Henry Morgan went first and jabbed the fucker right in the eye. He dropped. Morgan let out a whoop and went to high-five his chum when I clamped him hard on the shoulder.
'' Shut the piece of ass up ! '' I whisper-hollered at him. He was sorry, would n't do it again.

Found a picayune food, a .38 six-gun with 9 shells, some 42-year old Playboys, and some dirty clothes. But we took everything we could receive. Candles, aluminium foil, baggies, toilet paper, mates, dog food.

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

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

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

'' It 's us ! Morgan and Wyatt victor. From the fund ! ``

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

'' You the 1 making all the fraudulent scheme ? ``

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

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

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

'' It 's Miss. Thompson. Never had much pauperism for no man. Although, I do kind of like your panache, Slim. '' She let that hang. I was n't trusted what to say. Was n't expecting to be hit on today, least not by an old lady. She was n't bad looking, for 65.

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

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

We went through 30 more houses, but no other living folks. scores of all in dead body, though ; human and zombie. Did find a decent 1911 like mine, four search rifles in versatile calibers 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 landrover and shot back towards main street. We got some more information from Erin ; they had moved the hand truck 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. Hurry ! ``

We pulled up following to the Unimog, running over a pair Zachs. It was now more in the centre of attention of Ithiel Town. It was supposed to be away from the buildings.

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

We broke into the depleted trading floor of the real estate place. I killed two izzard with my Crovel. I could get a line more of them moaning upstairs. Racing up the stairs, I hollered `` reckon out below '' and threw a twain more zeds down the stairs. gunfire followed as Erin or mortal killed them dead.
Gayle came up behind me. The zee were now converging on us. We each fired our pistols until they were empty. The story was slippery from all the ichor and gore, but I charged forward, hacking and slashing at Zed promontory. I worked my way into what seemed a bedroom, and there was Lorrie.

She was between the bed and a wall, holding back two automaton with just her rifle barrel. yell and screaming, she was going to suffer the battle in the following few seconds as the conflate weighting of the two big man zombi spirit was probably 400 pounds.

I hacked at a nearby zombie, then leapt on to the bed. I hacked with all my might on the zed closest to Lorrie, burying my Crovel so strong I could n't get it back out from Zach 's body. I yanked out my United States Marines Ka-Bar and buried it into the skull of the secondment 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 ! variant a perimeter ! What have I been talking to you about for the survive 4 days ? And somebody go get my Crovel ! ``

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

We laid Lorrie on the rejoinder, checking for bite, but she was make. Her mom held her, they rocked together slowly in an old rocking chairman by the battlefront door.

I sat down and held my head in my hands. Jesus 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 no-account. I should n't take -- ''

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

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

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

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

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

zombi spirit moaned outside.

Fuckers.

- - -

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

I talked with the local male child after dinner. I wanted to find oneself out what commercial endeavor were in Town or nearby. Gas Stations, computer memory, welding workshop, sporting good stores, railway locomotive reparation shops, I wanted it all. Erin tried to go to her room. I told her no, sit down with me and take heed. I apologized to her. She cried. We made up. Then we talked strategy.

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

Then everyone went to bed.

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

I did n't deserve any felicity right then.

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Chapter 9 - The Recovery
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The next three Clarence Shepard Day Jr. raced by. I took a team of James Wyatt, Erin, and Payton with me and we went to two early nearby townspeople, just a trivial bigger than ours. They were as bad or worse than our small Ithiel Town. There 's a declamatory town to the north of us, but I imagine they are inundated with Zeds.

Anyway, we found what we were looking for ; paintball and lacrosse gear. We liked the Lacrosse helmets best as they had a tough typeface screen and you could blab with them. They were much clean than bike helmets. Plus, you could still wear goggles with them. We found all kinds of diggings and protective equipment for the legs and arms, also. The object was to puddle ourselves backbreaking to bite.

rachis at the ranch, we all put on our gear for genuine endure preparation. low, everyone got used to hitting me on the head with broomsticks. Did n't even achieve me through my helmet, but everyone got lots of clout in.

At the Lawnmower repair shop, we got stack of lawnmower sword. We trimmed up one end to fit the gals minor hands, then wrapped it in paracord to reach a nice hold. We sharpened the other end to a razor-like finish. Now everyone had their own personal Zed-Hacker. We also got some yard rip, the problematic kind, not locoweed rakes. We cut off some of the tines, and bent the centre ones facing forward. I thought this would number in handy.

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

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

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

Then they tried it with the rake. practically comfortably ! Hard vacillation to the knees, down they went. Then they were easy pickins for a rake-shot to the heading. So that became our primary coil tactics ; glance over them out in the clear, blade them when up close.

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

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

- - -

reputation from the outside earth were disheartening. stallion cities like New House of York had fallen into all over shambles. The internet was pretty restrict. Only Google and Gmail seemed to be working anymore. Those Silicon valley guy rope always had big security.

The HAM wireless reputation were painful. Mostly just lonely calls from multitude in trouble. We could n't go help them, cipher was around us. After a while we quit turning it on.

- - -

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

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

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

And they brought out all kinds of full poppycock. Including stewardess Donettes ! And hostess Cherry pie !

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

Erin laughed. `` call back the band K store ? I swiped some goodies for you then. '' She hugged me hard and I hugged her back. She cried a little, then everyone else gave me a petty show. They were mostly from the hardware store in Town, but it was awesome. I got a new neckerchief, folding knife, hunting air sock, 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 cognise they still made this. It was kind of an 80 's thing.

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

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

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

'' As for you guys ... Well I 'm so proud of you. You could give fallen apart, but you did n't. This mess is ... well it just sucks. But we 're gon na establish it best ! 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 nobody really got into bother. And the lawn-mower leaf blade worked
as hoped, and we hardly fired the guns at all. It was a good day.

- - -

As we entered the house, I was told to shower first since it was `` Daddy appreciation day. ``
I said `` Whatever '' and went to get my exhibitor on. Would be decent to get clean 1st, for once.
I was just getting some calamitous roue off my blazon when the doorway opened. I was pleased ! We were so focused lately that there had n't been any 'fornicating'for quite a while. As long as it was n't one of the guy rope, I would be felicitous with whoever it was.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She stepped in the shower. I tried to change state around.

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

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

She washed my arms as they hung by my side.

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

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

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

'' Easy big blighter. Easy, Big dada. '' I held still.

I was discomfited as her hands traveled back around to my lower rachis. But then, I was delight as she rubbed my ass cheeks.

'' Oh that feels Nice .... yessss ... ''

She reached between my buttock with the scrawny thing, washing my motherfucker and taint. I hung my head down, letting the hot water cascade down my back.

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

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

'' You like this, Daddy ? ``

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

'' No lover. Just one. Up to the first knuckle. So about one in or less ... '' Well it felt like Reb The Wad himself was back there. Jesus of Nazareth. I 'll be a little more careful with girls in the future tense when fucking their asses.

Gayle gave my cock a good wring then suddenly let go. She slid down on her human knee, and began to kiss my ass cheek. She pulled them apart, then stuck her tongue in the naughtiest of shoes. I could n't believe it.

'' holy screw '' was all I was able to mutter.

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

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

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

'' Everything ok ? '' she asked.

'' holy place fuck. I mean. Yes ! Of trend ! Just admiring the opinion ! ``

I firmly grasped her ass cheeks and planted my stopcock rightfield in between them. My cockhead stuck out the top of her ass segmentation. He seemed very happy.

I forgot all about elan and genteelness and the grievous bodily harm, I just grabbed her and held her from the back, running my manus all up and down her hanging tits, stomach, down to her pulsing wet cunt.

My left hand massaged a tit as my decently mitt 's fingers slipped up inside her. Savior she was so wet inside. Her cadaver nipple tried to stick out up to my tweaking, but I pinched and rolled it all around, causing Gayle to moan softly.

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

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

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

I spread her ass impudence and buried my face between them. I licked and nuzzled her ass and pussy, mmmm she was sopping wet. I alternated my shoving my tongue up her ass and up her snatch, she seemed to like that. I kind of settled in with my thumb in her butt and rivet my back talk and tongue on her pussy. Her tangy flavors covered my boldness as I tried to tunnel into her cunt. Again, I was happy I had stocked up so many razors, not a haircloth in sight.

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

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

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

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

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

'' piece of ass ! I 'm cumming cumming oh fuck I 'm cumming oh know oh piece of tail ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

'' God Michael that goes straight to my bitch ! to a greater extent Michael ! ``

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

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

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

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

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

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

I could n't hold it. I came.

As always, that first shot felt phenomenal ; my hot cum shooting through my mineral vein. Each subsequent spurt felt incredible, too. Gayle felt my red-hot shots enter her cunt as I pumped Thomas More and more sperm cell into her.

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

My dick began to shrivel a bit. Gayle rose up, then scrambled down to solve my tool before the shower washed us clear. I could see she got a secure fate 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 rain shower. We dried ourselves and Gayle sat at the lilliputian chair to fix her face. She looked so cute, legs crossed, tits hanging, puckering for the mirror. I felt like a Young boy watching mama get set. My cock felt like that, too.

'' Gayle, honey ? ``

'' Yes, dear ? ``

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

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

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

'' Oooo ... does that experience meliorate little girl ? Mmmmm ... yes it does ... poor thing ... mmmmm ... that mean old man was slapping you hapless young lady ... oh but this feels sooo gooood. ``

Gayle got down on her genu, continuing to rub her boobs.

I squirted a pretty large load rightfield onto her tits, then a couplet small-scale ones, too. Gayle rubbed it all in to her boob as she leaned over and bat my pecker clean.

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

... except for her daughter ...


- - -

Later that evening, as we watched 'Pitch Perfect'and American ginseng along with all the a capella vocal, the girls were all kind of silly and a bit unknown. Seems like they approved of Gayle and I 'getting together'. She sat succeeding to me during the movie, with her daughter Lorrie on my former side.
Everyone said their goodnights, and I wondered what would pass off. But I did n't take to waitress long.

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

'' What 's a courteous little girl like you doing in a position like this ? '' I asked her.

She laughed a niggling. And pulled her terry robe a little tighter. Did n't count. You could still see her womanly appealingness lurking underneath.

'' I just came to babble, '' she said. She had a bottle of my prized Justin pinot noir and a mates glasses. We sat down, me in my wind chair and her in the metal folding chair.

We talked about a lot of matter, but mostly about our situation and what my architectural plan were for the future tense. Unfortunately, that meant a lot of oeuvre. What we really needed was a way to make a zombie destitute domain so that we could then begin farming operations. Plus we now had lashings of new mouths from town that we had 'liberated'.

Most of the people we met were nice, but generally a bit erstwhile. Still, some of them had farming backgrounds. But other than the master copy 's sons, we had n't found anyone near the girls ages.

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

'' fountainhead I 'm doing all I can, sweetheart. '' I got variety 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 strong to say ... I want Lorrie to have the making love of a soundly man. Raise a class. You know, those form of thing. ``

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

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

My 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 1000 bozo to choose from, I 'd want you. You just ... you do what has to be done, you work hard, you 're good at keeping everyone active ... 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 head over heals in love with you. Most of the girls are attracted to you, but she 's actually in dearest. ``

She 's in sexual love with me ? Seriously ?

'' Well ... there 's still two main military issue here. Number One is, you, Gayle. And numeral Two, I 'm not sure I 'm ready to adjudicate down just yet. I mean, I will at some pointedness, maybe. But right now, I 'm giving all I 've got to hold open our group going. I do n't acknowledge if I have meter for a true relationship. It 's umm ... it 's pretty comfortable 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 gear up to be monogamous with anyone right now. And If I was, well, I 'm not sure enough I would break up Lorrie at this point. ``

Gayle sort of made a disappointed face.

'' No, I mean nix bad about Lorrie. But I do n't bang her that well ! And, then, there 's you ... and Erin ... ''

'' Me ? '' asked Gayle.

'' Yeah, you. Do n't count so surprised. We get along pretty fricking great. And, I think the swell sex is just beginning ... ''

'' Michael, I did n't mean you had to marry Lorrie today. I just want you to think about it. Keep it in head. ``

'' So if she comes a-knocking at my door some night ... you 're ... what ? ``

'' I 'm o.k. with that ! Just .... be sluttish on her. She really ... she really likes you, like I said. And she 's a 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 exhibitioner today ? That does n't seem 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 visual sense of you and Lorrie getting together ... but ... I wanted you first ... that does n't sound safe at all, does it ? I mean, I at least wanted you once, before you settled in with her. It all sounds variety of dullard now that I say it out cheap. ``

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 cornet 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 babe, Sophia Loren.

Gayle bore a fair resemblance to Sophia. I mean, when she smiled at you, you just wanted to go do manly things like pour down a bunch of zombies with your bare clenched fist and arrive back for your reinforcement. Hey, since you 're reading this, the internet is working again. Go looking her up. Sophia, I mean. insure out some of the untested photo of her, when her hair is somewhat straight. That 's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle 's breast are bigger. By a lot.

I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in battlefront of Gayle 's chair.

'' Gayle. '' I placed my hand on her cheek. `` Even if I fell in honey with your girl, and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her ... how could I possibly only make love to you once ? And never again ? ``

I leaned in and kissed her gently on her full sassing. Her hand came up to me, she ran her fingers through my hair.

Our sass pressed a little unwavering together and our afters osculation turned a petty hotter as I moved into her a little more. I broke the kiss, only to get a slightly different angle and start kissing her again. I kissed her more, and still more. I kissed her low-spirited lip, and sucked it into my mouth, only releasing it when she giggled.

I stood up and pulled her up with me, and pressed her back against the wall. With both my hands gently holding her side, I kissed her with warmth and tenderness like I 'd never experience before.
Gayle had slipped her work force underneath my t-shirt and dragged her fingernails across my back. Then she continued to buss me as she pulled me closer to her.

'' Savior, '' she whispered. `` Michael, is there an ounce of fat on you ? ``

'' You 're just being overnice. ``

She slipped my t-shirt over my head.

'' No, seriously, '' she said. `` sales booth over there. Go on ! Do n't be such a baby ! ``

So I stood barefoot in the desk illumination, in just my faded jeans with a bulging crotch.

'' play around, '' she commanded. `` Slowly. ``

'' Oh come on ! '' I protested.

'' Do it ! ``

So I turned and posed a minuscule for her.

'' confection Redeemer, Michael ! You 're beautiful ... ''

I blushed. I mean, nobody 's complained before, but this was silly.

'' You 've just lost your perspective, Gayle. ``

'' Pick up those system of weights, '' she said. `` Please ? ``

I had a couple 30 Irish pound dumb-bells I kept in there, just for something to do when waiting for downloads and such.

I did a few curls for her, some standing presses, I turned my back to her and did some lateral pass flys.

'' Had enough yet ? '' I turned back around to see her right hand gently rubbing her left breast, and her left over index in between her front teeth. Hot. Hey, it 's kind of assuredness to have it off I turn on a biddy. 38 years old. Semi-ripped. Still have my hair, all of it. I guess I 'm not the worst guy they could run into in a zombie apocalypse.

I went and stood in presence of Gayle, then I scooped her up in my sleeve, like I was going to carry her over a threshold. She giggled in surprise.

'' I must concede, '' I began. `` I was only ever with one Virgin in my totally life. It did n't go so well. passel of botheration. Crying. Shame. And that was me ! '' She laughed at that one.

'' Oh you 're so smooth with cleaning woman ! '' she joked.

'' I 'm awful. So, you really want me to uh ... how to say this delicately ... de-flower ? Is that the right word ? Deflower your daughter ? ``

'' I ca n't think of anyone I 'd rather bear do it, '' she said, twirling her fingers through my hair.
I kissed her her on the lips for a few moments.

'' You want me to, fuck your girl ? '' Long ... kiss ....

'' Yes, '' she whispered.

'' I 'm going to take to imbibe her tits for a real long time. '' Kiss ...

'' Yes. ``

'' I 'm going to work out her slit. '' Kiss ....

'' yesss. ``

'' She will suck my turncock. '' kiss with some tongue ...

'' She will be unspoiled, I promise. ``

'' How do you know ? ``

'' I 've made her practice. On bananas and cucumbers. ``

I stared at Gayle for a moment.

'' No bastard ? ``

'' No shit. I told her it was an crucial skill. ``

I set Gayle back to the standing perspective, but we kept close and kissed to a greater extent. I undid the whang on her gown, sliding my hand between her suave 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 cover up or anything.

'' Not always so skillful. 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 make out tits. All titmouse. There 's just something about them that drives me crackpot. Yeah, big surprise. But more than most guys, I love them. I love to lap, and nibble, and twiddle my glossa around them. And they all feel so different. Some are unshakable, some are really spongelike, and some just go on forever, like Gayle 's. I would alternate sucking nicely to sucking as a lot as I could. Some nipple bites here and there, Gayle just had her nous back as she enjoyed my playtime.

I always think I 'm spending too much time on the bosom, so I moved on after a few minutes.

'' You done already, sweetie ? '' she asked.

'' Ha ! I could suck up them for 60 minutes ... you are n't bored ? ``

'' Savior no. It 's like the comfortably massage in the world. Only better. I 'm a thousand percent relaxed, and yet completely turned on too ! How expert is that ! I could almost cum, in fact. ``

wellspring, that sounded like a challenge. I went back to her tits and sucked even harder and roughed them up a bit. As Gayle 's respiration increased, so did my vigor. When she panted a niggling, I grabbed her pussycat. With my palm on her clitoris, I slipped a finger in between her lips and frigged her nicely. Then a small harder and faster as I bit down on a big mammilla of hers. She squealed with delight.

'' suction the other one ! '' I told her, all excited.

Gayle hauled her left wing tit up to her expression and Drew in her own pap to her mouth. God I love that.
I rubbed her pussy faster and sucked for all I was worth.

I was rewarded in just a couple more arcminute when she suddenly stiffened, then jerked a few multiplication. She let go of her tit as the orgasmic waves washed over her. I continued to rub her clit.

'' waiting, '' she panted. `` Just ... let me rest ... too ... raw ... ''

Yeah, I 've heard that before. Sounds like a good time for mounting. Probably not what she thought, though. Too bad !

I spread her branch and guided my cock to her pussy opening.

I pressed in ... Redeemer she was so wet I just slid correct in.

'' Michael ... just a moment ... not yet ... ooooohhhhh fuck .... ''

As my weight set down on her, our pelvic arch rubbed, re-igniting her clitoris. Gayle thrashed around as I pounded her with my tool. She could n't form any real give-and-take, just moans and `` Shi -- -- '' I think she was trying to say shucks but it was too lots effort. Gayle trembled.

She seemed to be on a continuous medium-intensity orgasm.

'' You know, '' I said. `` She 's watched you fuck other guys. ``

'' What ! ? '' Gayle asked, trying to comprehend English. `` Who ? ``

'' Lorrie, she 's watched you fuck a lot of guys. '' I sped up my pounding to her cunt.

'' No she has n't -- sanctum fuck ! Oh shit Michael ! '' I pounded her harder now, making her cum harder.

'' Yes, she has. A lot of times, apparently. She says she 's learned a lot. ``

'' That 's not -- - Ow ! '' I pinched her tit fucking hard. `` She should n't ... oh jesus Michael she ca n't ... she ca n't watch out me ... oh fuck ... ''

'' Does it reverse you on ? ``

Without waiting for an answer, I pulled out fast and crawled up to her chest of drawers, 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 breast, your ass, oh that 's nice infant 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 torrent down her pharynx. Load after warhead of hot pip-squeak shot into her back talk. She swallowed it as best she could, and coughed out some of it along with my dick.

heaving, she rose up to overtake her breath.

Then she called me an asshole and Slapped my face !

She sat there, all defiant, her center gleaming. I was fucking turned on.

I grabbed her arm and twisted her around, and pushed her grimace down on the mattress. She resisted, but I forced my way in between her legs and shoved my rooster back into her cunt. Gayle arched her backrest as I entered her, and she moaned out meretricious. I was rather impressed with myself, even though I just came, I was prepare for more.

I spoke in Gayle 's ear as I fucked her relentlessly from behind.

'' Lorrie says .... you masturbate at nighttime ... 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 slit ... ''

'' No ... I 'm a good mom. ``

'' You 're a great mom ... a screw great mom ... but you also think about her ... ''

No resolution. I forced my hand under her venter so I could grab her pussy.

'' You think about Lorrie ... ''

'' No, it 's wrong ... ''

'' She 's so beautiful, and her body is so firm ''

'' ... no ... ''

'' She likes watching you fuck ... and she likes you helping her learn to suck prick ... ''

'' No Michael ... stop over it ... do n't say that. ``

'' She 's touching herself right now, I 'm sure. ``

'' check it ... please oh shit oh shit oh prick I 'm cumming Michael no no no ''

'' Cum as Lorrie fingers her cunt ... man ca n't you almost savor it ? '' I pulled my hand from Gayle 's kitty and rubbed it on her sassing, cheeks, pushed my fingers inside her oral fissure so she could taste it all.

'' You want to taste her ... '' I began cumming inside her kitty-cat. Her pussy rampart gripped my rooster and would n't let go.

'' Yes Michael ... I 'm cumming, I 'm CUMMING ! oh fuck yes ... make out yes .... ''

I just grunted and groaned as I came for the second time, filling up her cunt with fiery hot sperm.
After a brace transactions, Gayle wriggled a bit and asked `` Would you mind ... ? '' So I rolled off her. To my surprisal, she went down and cleaned up my hammer with her tongue and lips, sucking up the combined cum-fruits of our labor.

'' Thank you Michael. '' She 's thanking me ? Uh, help yourself to my spermatozoon anytime you want, honey.

'' For what ? ``

'' For making erotic love to me. This will be the last time. I want ... I want Lorrie to consume 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 escort
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The adjacent day was moving day for the Johnson Sister. We got the Masters place all reinforced, so they were going to go there and live. I 'll admit to some jealousy there, those bird were pretty raving mad piffling honies !

So we spent well-nigh of the day trying to block off the Ithiel Town. We 'd been to every house, killed every zombie inside the home, sheds, b, on the streets, everywhere. And yet, there were always More zombies. We figured they were coming from the road, but why ? From where ? Why are they coming here ?

'' We need to funnel them into a kill geographical zone, '' Erin was saying. My fiendish lilliputian killer-babe !

'' You know, like into a close spot where we are protected, but we can kill them with joint or gig or something. ``

'' Genius ! '' I said.

'' Or, '' said Lorrie. `` We should get them to climb up up something and then fall down. So the capitulation kills virtually of them. Or at least reveal their leg or backs. That would salve, ammo, right ? ``

The girls kind of chuckled at Lorrie 's suggestion.

'' Right ! Get them to limb a ravel and jump ! ``

'' Hold on now, '' I interrupted. `` Let me think. '' I had it. So simpleton, it just might work.

'' Brilliant ! Lorrie, it 's superb. We get some shipping containers. Cut off the end, so it 's like a orthogonal tube. We tilt them up at, like a ten or twenty dollar bill degree angle. We 'll need Lot of them. Stack them on top of each former or something. But we bait them with ... something ... get them to 30 or 40 feet senior high school and they walk out the end of the cobbler's last container right into thin air. They smash on the ground -- ''

Lorrie interrupted me. `` We put concrete below, so it 's a unvoiced landing place ! And we stick a lot of re-bar up so they get impaled and stuck ... we surround the area with fence or Sir Thomas More merchant vessels containers ... ''

'' And when the orbit fills up, '' continued Erin. `` We burn the fuckers. Then we do n't have to shoot any of them ! ``

We were all very proud of ourselves. It 's a groovy fuck idea. Except, we did n't take in any shipping containers. Or a way to move them. Or a crane to stack them.

Eh, minor details.

- - -

We cleaned up more of the town. Not too many living folks, but it 's proficient to rid of the skulker. Zed likes to crawl around and turn up in the most off-the-wall places, so it 's adept to have him killed instead of sneaking up on you.

Lorrie proved to be as zealous a zombie-killer as Erin. She hated Zach with a passion ! But unlike Erin and her guns, Lorrie really wanted it done up close and personal. She wanted to search into their dead heart as they died again.

We had cleared out a department of house, then we went back to them to chequer for salvageable material. Lorrie and I were upstairs in this nice old house, checking matter out.

'' So you and mom are ... what exactly ? '' she asked, coyly.

'' I 'm ... not trusted what we are, exactly. ``

'' Well, you 're doing it, right ? ``

'' Yeah. I mean, it 's been 'done'. But I do n't cogitate there will be any Sir Thomas More. I do n't know ... ''

'' Whaddya mean value you do n't know ? You 're dumping her already ? '' Lorrie was getting a short steamed.

'' No ! It 's not like that at all. It 's ... '' How do I severalize her that her mom wants US to solicit up ?

'' Well, you guys are capital together, it would be nice to sustain a veridical papa ! ``

I smiled at her.

'' But if you 're my real daddy, then we ca n't ... oh ... never mind ... ''

'' Lorrie -- ''

'' No ! Never mind, it 's exquisitely. It 's fine ! Get back together with her ! ``

Wow, nobody can shut you down faster than a teenager !

We looked through the sign of the zodiac some more. It 's variety of sad, looking through a dead individual 's life.
Usually, we just look for safes where we might witness heavy weapon, trunks for ammo, kitchens for food etc. But this menage was different. It was, really nice.

'' You know, Lorrie, '' I began. `` I like this theatre. I mean really. I could live in this house if it were n't for the damn zombies. ``

'' Wyatt said it was once the Mayor 's house. The townspeople built it a prospicient meter ago for the then flow city manager to inhabit in. But later, it got bought by some fat 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 duet outfits. `` She had some gustatory modality. Where in this townsfolk 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.

'' Duty calls, '' I said.

'' Let me get these zekes, ok ? ``

And she did. She hacked them up good.

'' cue 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 store for luncheon, now re-named superior and Lyndon Johnson, in honor of the coming hymeneals between the Masters son and the Johnson sisters. Lorrie was occupied by Gayle with something, I grabbed Erin for a moment.

'' Come with me for a minute ? ``

She grabbed her rifle and we ran two blocks back to that nice house.

'' What are you doing, daddy-oh ? ``

'' I want to get a twin thing 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 tidings already ? ``

'' You 're never old tidings, my little darling. But ... I just ... ''

'' Oh it 's o.k., old man ! What are we getting ? ``

'' This ... and maybe these ... '' I pulled out a black apparel, fitted, with some brainsick cuts. Kind of like that Demi Marianne Moore wearing apparel from 20 long time ago. And I grabbed a pair of nice heels.

'' Those wo n't fit Gayle, '' Erin warned me.

'' Oh, uh ... that 's okay ... ''

Erin laughed at me. `` Yes, they will fit Lorrie. You 're such a geek. ``

Erin grabbed some earrings and a nice necklace, too. `` You 'll need 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.

'' check smile, 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 read her to dinner ? Not many eatery spread right now ... ''

'' wellspring, I have n't gotten that far. ``

'' Geek. Ok, I 'll think of something. Just go with it, ok ? ``

- - -

We spent the ease of the day getting the Johnson baby and the headmaster Brothers situated. I let them deliver two solar panel and a deep cycle assault and battery so they could have Inner Light and charge up stamp battery. We got them some food for thought 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 rain shower and having a cocktail or two as we played some music videos on the TV. It was kind of poise. At one point, Erin dragged a pile into my data processor room that included the dress and shoes. She winked at me, then flashed her tits and said `` Do n't forget about me, pop ! ``

I turned her around and spanked her ass, then held on and rubbed her snatch through her camo trouser a little bit.

'' Ooooh Daddy ! '' she cooed. `` Lorrie 's in the shower bath ... ''

Yes, I want Lorrie so badly I can smack it. But this is Erin !

'' Alright, up against the wall, little bitch. Spread em ! ``

I felt her up, roughly. As usual, she was n't wearing any bra or underclothes. I undid her pants and yanked them down to endanger her ass. I could see her puss lips, too.

I grabbed her gorgeous little boob with my left hand and with my rightfulness, I slid it between her ass cheeks.

'' Oh yes, Daddy ... yes ... touch me ... ''

While squeezing her tit hard, I gently rubbed her pussy rim, feeling her moisture already, my bridge player spread them apart. I pinched her nipple hard and held on to it tightly, and slipped my finger's breadth up to her clit. I massaged her cunt like that, while still death-gripping and pulling on her nipple.

'' Quiet baby ... stay tranquillize ... '' I said to her. `` It 's just Daddy. Just Daddy feeling up his little girl ... His bad little girl ... and her wet pussy ... papa likes her wet cunt ... yes ... he will cream it again soon ... yes pa likes her pussy ... ''

'' It 's your puss, Daddy, '' Erin whispered. `` Do whatever you want, pa ... but do n't stop ... fuck me anywhere I do n't handle, pappa ... even If you marry Lorrie, just fuck me sometimes. ``
I rubbed her cunt harder, squishing around in all her purulent drippage. I grabbed her other tit and squeezed it hard.

'' That 's a good girl ... you like me squeezing your tits ? ``

'' Yes daddy ... they 've been bad. ``

'' You and Payton getting it on ? ``

'' Yes papa, she licks me all the clock time. We shower together, and I pee on her tits in the shower. You should see us dad ... you should pee on her tits, too ... oh god ! shit shit shit Irish bull ! I 'm cumming daddy cumming so just oh shit oh shit ! ``

Erin soaked my hand with her juice. I slipped my sop midsection finger right up her butthole as she continued cumming.

Erin turned around and began to kneel down in front man of me, to lactate my fully raging cock. I stopped her, though, and held out my wet hand. She licked it clean and jerk of herself and swallowed everything she could.

'' I might involve this later, I hope ! '' I said as I patted my cock.

I hoisted up her drawers, patted her bum, and sent her on her way. I returned to the waiting room a few minutes later, nobody seemed to note. I took my shower.

I came from my exhibitioner and met Erin again, who handed me a nice cold Coors Light.

'' Well thanks, darlin ! ``

She smiled. `` Some of us were thinking, maybe we might go back down to see the boys and miss for dinner. You know, help them out with their starting time meal and poppycock. ``

Nice programme, Erin ! What a soundly miss she is ...

'' Well, who 's going ? I 'm kind of beat, but I do n't fuck if I like the idea of us separating, especially at night. ``

accuracy was, Zach had been pretty equanimity lately, we seemed to consume killed most of them in town.
But I had to make it look good.

'' well, I 'm going, '' said Erin. `` And I 'm not drinking. I 've got my AR, the suppressed 22, my 1911, my sword. The remainder of us will be armed also. We 'll be upright ! '' 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 moments, hoping to hit it look good. `` wellspring, I guess it 's settled then ! ``

Erin and I did go over plan and rule. I was n't too concerned, but I did n't require anything stupe to materialise. And you can always count on Zach to make matter stupid.

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We all said sayonara to each early as the chemical group went to down to visit the Masters and Johnson ironware store.

'' Gayle, are you not feeling well ? '' I asked.

'' Oh, just a trivial head ache. Nothing dangerous. I 'm going to catch one's breath in my room, I think. ``

'' I was going to make us some dinner, I 'll transmit you in a plate ? ``

'' Sounds good, '' she replied as she ambled off. A few min later, Lorrie stepped out. She looked great in her khaki shortstop and t-shirt.

'' Would you care to dine with me, young lady ? '' I made an overstated bow.

'' Oh my ! '' Lorrie replied in her Best sham southern accent. `` 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 little something that I reckon just might fit. Would you like to try it ? ``

'' You are too kind, sir ! I would just be delighted ! I mean, after all, what kind of dinner outfit is one with blood 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 solid ground did you ... ''

'' Now darlin, that 's not important. What is important is that dinner is in one hr, and I do n't want to see obscure nor hair of you until then ! Now, git along ! ``

I handed her the footgear and shoo away her out of the way. I had things to do !

Within the adjacent hour, I whipped up some freeze dried boeuf stroganoff, canned corn whiskey, and sure-enough Bisquick cookie ! Then I perked myself up a picayune, shaved, put on my scoop shirt and some of that Drakkar Noir they found. I looked pretty good, if I must say so.

In precisely one hour, Lorrie made her entry. And what an entrance !

The dress, opprobrious. The design, bare shoulders, with about one-inch strap that crisscrossed over Lorrie 's sizeable cleavage. Tight around her stomach, flowing over her pelvis, and ending just above her knees. Her bare legs stretched down to her satin black stiletto 3 inch heels. Her plentiful Robert Brown hair tumbled over her shoulder in its naturally wavy way. Just a little composition to highlight her eye and some lip gloss to make her lips shiny.

I could n't talk. My jaw actually dropped.

Lorrie walked towards me, stopped, and did a turn a few human foot away from me.

'' Well ? '' she asked, softly. `` Do I look okay ? ``

Gayle watched from the hallway, her hands clasp and her eyes shone with pride.

'' Lorrie. good God ! I 've never seen anyone, anything, so discover ! ``

'' I almost did n't wear it, but mom made me. ``

Gayle gave a picayune moving ridge at that point. `` Good night you two ! '' She retired to her room.

'' Well, uh ... '' I stammered. She actually had me flustered ! `` How about I escort you to the lounge where we can have a cocktail. ``

She went into her southern accent again.

'' Why, sir ! You know that the sound age for alcoholic beverages is 21 ! ``

'' Darlin', if we see a heartsease officer, I shall wrick myself in ! Until then, I think we 'll be alright. ``

I pulled out the necklace and earrings I looted, err, scavenged, and placed the silver necklace around her neck, my hands lingering on her subdued skin. She put in the matching earrings and admired herself in the mirror.

'' I never thought, I did n't think that this was ever possible again ! I feel like royal line or something ! ``

Chuckling, I slipped my arm around her warm waist as she snuggled close. I made us some Grey cuckoo gimlets over ice. It 's a simple-minded drink, just vodka and Rose 's lime juice, but it 's dependable and to the point.

We sipped our drunkenness, told each other mirthful footling write up, talked about old sentence. The affair was, she had a way of making me seem interesting. But it was n't forced, she seemed activated about what I had to say. She was either very sound at this, or she actually cared. I was hoping it was that she cared.

She ran a collection plate of solid food back to Gayle, then we ate our dinner with a chilled chardonnay grape. I find white wine to be very tongue-loosening, and so did Lorrie. She told me storey of near-misses with boy ; tons of boyfriends but near were scared of her or too stupid to bonk what to do.

'' But what about college ? There had to be some 'men'in your course of study ? ``

'' Well, '' she began. `` There were some interest prospects, for indisputable. 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 red cent came down ... '' She waved her hand at the offensive outside world.

'' What about you, why is there no missis around ? ``

'' Well, there was one. She had worry remembering she was married, though. Since then ... just have n't found the right one, I guess. ``

'' And what bust now ? '' asked Lorrie. `` You do n't seem to be having any female problems right now. ``

'' Ha ! No, not really. ``

'' Who 's your front-runner ? ``

'' Oh no darlin, I 'm not going to serve that one ! ``

'' Oh why not ? What about my mom ? ``

'' A gentleman does n't kiss and separate. ``

'' You have n't kissed me yet ... '' her interpreter trailed off. `` Are n't I, pretty enough ? '' She leaned forward earnestly. She really wanted an answer. But I was having a hard time concentrating with all her tit human body and segmentation poke through the top of her dress.

'' Lorrie, '' I began. `` You 're the prettiest young lady here. Prettiest girl anywhere, actually ! I just, well, you were injured, and then your Mom and everything. ``

'' Ah yes. Mom. You know, Michael, with some practice I could be as expert as her in bed, I 'm sure ! I 've watched lots of videos, and, ohmygod I should keep out up ! I 'm so abashed ! ``

I stood up and held out my hired man to her. Grabbing the remote, I clicked on some soft music, this old 70s group called 'Ambrosia'.

I slid my hands to her waist as hers clasped around my neck opening. We swayed gently for a few here and now, and I pulled her closer to me.

Her body melted into mine, her massive chest pressed into mine. Her whisker smelled luscious, some rose-cheeked shampoo. While everyone takes showers, usually we smell a little membership as we 're working knockout killing Zeds. But now, with Lorrie, she just smelled wish heaven.

My dick began to twitch. And to fill up.

'' Uh ... excuse me for a bit baby. '' I had to reach in and adjust my cock as it was growing in an uncomfortable position. `` All better now. ``

'' You get, concentrated that fast ? I 'm grim, that 's so personal ... ''

'' No it 's okay. And yes, with you pressing up against me, yes I get knockout very fast. ``

I pulled her in tighter so our pelvises contacted.

'' Nice, Michael, '' she whispered.

I slid my hand down her back, tracing her scar.

'' You seem all healed up. ``

'' Yes, thanks to you. You saved my life, you really did. ``

Lorrie leaned up and kissed my cheek and lingered for a moment. I turned slightly and met her lips with mine. Oh god, she was so soft and warm. She opened her sass slightly as I did, and we tested and tasted each other. My mightily hand came up and I lightly traced her jawline with a duet of my fingers.

After a few instant, our lips parted. But I pressed my frontal bone to hers, maintaining a very intimate stance.

'' Hey, '' I whispered.

'' Hey, '' she whispered back.

'' I like this. I like you. A lot. ``

Lorrie pulled me to her and kissed me hard, her mouth working me over. Her hot tongue licked my upper lip, then darted inside my oral fissure. I tried to writhe her tongue with mine as our cacoethes increased. I grabbed both her ass boldness broad on and grinded my cock into her. She responded with a picayune pant, and then proceeded to suck my tongue.

I could get lost in this girl.


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Chapter 11 - The report of Lorrie
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I begged Michael to let me write this persona of the level. I was taking originative writing in school day when all of this went down and, so, I think the story needs my touch. So yes, I was completely in puppy dear with Michael at this point. I was also a Virgo, technically. Meaning I had n't actually had a member inside me. I had had other thing, like Mom 's violet vibrator, her glass dildo, a Cucumis sativus, and some other assorted, um, 'items'inside me. But not a real penis.

So, you may ask, why was I in love with Michael ? I mean, he was, and still is, basically an old man ! I think he 's 36 or 38 at this breaker point and I was just past 18. He 's as old as my mom. He could be my dad, for messiah 's sake. In those older daytime, I think he was like make to accumulate mixer security system ! ( I 'm sure he will be spanking me at about this point when he reads this. )

Well, it was just Mom and I growing up, 'Dad'was just something former people had, not us. He left before I was born and there never was another man around for very long. Mom had very high standards. She had 'friends'but never 'uncles'. But somewhere along the line, I think I was about 13 or 14, I watched a moving-picture show 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 lots of former cool citizenry in it. But the reasonableness I 'm telling you this, is because this is the first time I saw Sam Elliott. Ahh, my Sam. I used to drop a line his name and describe peak around it. I used to write my name and his name together, and I would write 'Lorrie Elliott'and fill pages with hearts and efflorescence ! So you do n't experience him ? He was Vergil Earp. Tall, slightly graying hair, and THAT phonation ! oceanic abyss baritone horn, Texas emphasis, and his case was just a fucking MAN about everything. He was also in Ghost passenger ( my second preferent movie, behind tombstone ) as the guy in the burial site who tells Nicholas cage what 's going on with everything. He did a cluster of TV commercials, including Ram hand truck for the conclusion few years right up to the Zombie Crash.

I do n't recognize where he is now, but I 'm sure he 's in Texas doing just fine. So as you can see, I grew up with this mega crush on some old film actor.

fasting forward trough now. We female child were on the run from the zombi spirit, and we were losing people left and right. You ca n't even imagine the scourge and hopelessness of that. ( Michael had n't gone through that so he never explained very much about 'the crash'of civilization in this story. ) He was all set up there in his bunker imbibing cold beers and jacking off. Meanwhile, WE were skinny death at every tone. I got really hurt falling down as we were trying to climb a fence. I could feel hot blood running down my back and I could see the fear in everyone 's eye as we tried to find out a household to let us in, away from the relentless killers.

I remember getting inside this firm, and then passing out. I have glimpses of things from then on, but I 'm not sure if they are my existent computer storage or false ones since I 've heard the story so many times.

What I do remember is waking up and not knowing what the piece of ass was going on. I was face down on a bed, pretty a lot lying in a flood of what smelled like pee ( it was mine, yuck ! ) all in a strange room I had never seen before. Mom came and helped me and tried to fill me in on what was happening ; this miracle man had saved our lives at the very endure possible second before we were all wipe out alert. He had taken us to a secure lieu that had food, water system, electricity, movies, 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 time a little while later that day. I had just found out he was nearly killed the night before getting me some medicine, and he was now training the girls in shooting skills so they could all bolt down zombies.

So here 's the setting : He walks in to say 'hello'to me. And he 's got a TEXAS accent ! Not real potent, but nice, you know ? I think maybe he 's in his 30 's, he 's got jean on and some kind of army perspirer on, and military-looking boots. His air, his demeanor, he was just ... well he was n't a pussy, I can separate you that ! His handsome face appeared upset about something, and yet he was pure redolence and kindness to me. As we chatted, he ran a finger's breadth around my ear, pushing my tomentum off my fount and behind that ear. I just about melted.

Over the next couple of sidereal day, while I 'm recovering, stories start filtering around how he 's having sex with some of the daughter, and he 's got a big fucking shaft. So let 's review. Big dick, good-looking guy, tall, Texas speech pattern, has his shit together, putting to death zombies without batting an eye, saves damosel in life-threatening distress, likes musical theater and retro rock, is apparently good at pleasing the peeress, and he 's old. So that 's about 89 serious things to one not-so-great thing. Fortunately, I 've had a life history long love intimacy with my quondam Sam, so that one thing is not a show-stopper.

So like yes, I was totally heading over heels, prime time in love with him ! Do I have to actually say it ? `` My Sam '' became `` My Micheal ''. All I had to do was convince him that I was so practically better than the 8 hot babes already here, not to note my age-appropriate female parent. No problem whatsoever, right ? Especially for an injured Virgo like myself !

thing went along for a time, Michael was banging everyone including my Mom, and completely leaving me alone. He seemed to not really want to look at me at times. Now, I do n't want to seem like all stuck up and tell on, but I 'm jolly shucks cute. I was thinking it was maybe my boobs. guy wire are so unearthly. They seem to care boobs, but if you 've got over-sized 1 like I do, they just make fun of you or get all pudden-head or, I do n't know what. I know there 's guys who think that 'more than a fistful is a waste', and then there 's guy who just love massive boob. How do I know this while remaining a virgin ? uncomplicated ! I watch a lot of pornography and read the comments.

So Mom and I talked a lot about him. She was gushing and gave me a few item of their alone clip together. I knew she was smite ( her password, not mine ) but she also knew it was just variety of a fling ; Michael did n't seem to need to get too attached at this point. I was down with that. If it was me and I lived with 8 hot guys, I would n't just settle down with one and tell the others to bail !

But mom was saying that she thought he liked me, and she had told him that I was in love with him. I just about smacked her for that ! But, I was. Late at night, when mom thought I was asleep, I could take heed mom giving herself an sexual climax. Squishy sounds in a small way, can only be one thing, ya know ? Sometimes she would whisper his epithet. Then she 'd fall asleep. Of track, that got me very horny so then I 'd induce to pleasure myself, also whispering his name.

After I cum, I like to dip my fingers in my twat and diffuse my climax around my corpse pap. Then, I lick them clean. I think it 's very sexy. I got it from watching Mom once with one of her 'friends'. But I added a footling twisting. After I swallow down my juice, I like to just hug my breast to my font, like soft warm pillows. Sometimes I kiss and suck my nipples more, but usually they just console me. about nights I drift off to sleep that way.

I figured the one thing I could do to get Michaels'attention was to become a world-champion zombie slayer. And so when my back healed I worked very surd and listened to everything he said and I got fucking good at it ! Erin is a unspoiled torpedo than me, but, up close and personal ? I 'm the best of all the girls. My tools are, a Gerber mini-machete and a long painter pole. On the pole, we worked up a spike heel with variety of a `` Tee '' on it. The move is, I use the pole to try and rap down the Zed, then hack his fucking brain with the machete. If he 's really big and I ca n't tap him down, the pole at least keeps his implements of war off me while I hack them before I get to his dolt 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 worry outside my piddling circle of friend. In shortstop, I was a narrow-minded twit. But hey, we can all change !

Now, I feel naked if I do n't have my 1911 and my Mini-machete strapped on me. I feel uneasy if I do n't also possess my perch 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 enter the world, and they fucked it all up. I hate them.

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Okay I just got the stink-eye from Michael. He said I was supposed to write about my for the first time sexual experience with another person, but instead I 'm `` blathering on about everything except that. '' I guess he 's right, it 's his story and I 'm only a guest author. Still, I just stood up and farted in his general 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 activities ! But Chris was too shy and did n't know what to do anyway ... I know, I know ! I 'm digressing ! Jesus Christ you multitude need to calm down.

So, Michael made us a easy but howling dinner. Obviously, he did n't want us to get filled up ! But he was freely pouring the drinks, for sure. He was so kind, and sweetness, and staring into my middle, when he asked me to dance I just nodded because I was about to cry ! He pulled me close, our bodies touched. He traced the scar on my book binding from my neck down to my frown back. It was sexy, not gross, and it just reminded me that this heroic man saved my life on respective occasions now, and he was touching ME and dancing with ME.

I could feel little inspiration in my kitty-cat during dinner, but good lord I was on firing when we started dancing ! His strong weapon system wrapped around me, his manly scent enveloped me, I just wanted him to completely take me over. As he held me fast, 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 right leg. Something hard. I 'm sure as shooting it was his cock, but I thought it was in the heart between his pegleg, not on a leg ?

'' Ah, '' he said. `` Excuse me for a bit, babe. '' Michael pulled back and stuck his hand down his own bloomers. `` All better now. ``

I was n't sure what happened, I guess he straightened himself out. Although I had watched a lot of porno, the tool were usually just strong ; I did n't know how long it took to go from soft to hard. We giggled about that as he pressed it into me again. This time, I could feel all of his hardness pressed against me. And he said it was for me, I made him that punishing. Holy shit ! My nipples were hard, I can tell you that, and my kitty seemed to be on fervour, a wet fire.

Then, he said he liked me. ME ! The awkward, mis-proportioned girl ! He likes me ! A lot ! I kissed his cheek, then he turned and he met me with his mouth. Our tongues danced and prison term seemed to tolerate still. next affair I know both his hands are on my ass cheeks, and he 's pressing his grueling cock into my tummy. I moved a small sideways so I got one of his legs between mine, and I grinded against him like a vulgar slut. But I did n't wish, it felt so ripe !

We kissed for several instant, lost in each others lips. His script felt so dependable on my butt, squeezing hard, almost too severely but it not quite. My deal eventually drifted down his sides, and slid under his shirt and I touched his warm, bare skin for the commencement time. He did n't feature an ounce of fat on him. I ran my hands up the social movement of his thorax, feeling the contours of his unvoiced stomach and then the clotheshorse of his knockout musculus pectoralis. 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 peeress ! '' he responded. `` I do n't think you understand how soundly you look ! ``

He reached down, and scooped me up in his arms like I was just a piece of newspaper ! We kissed some more, and then he said :

'' Would you like to ... '' and I nodded.

'' delay, '' he said in surprisal. `` You do n't even love what I 'm going to ask ! ``

'' Well, I hope you 're going to ask me to bed ! ``

'' Oh, good-for-nothing lulu. I was going to ask if you 'd avail me dampen the Jeep ? ``

'' Sure, '' I replied. `` And then we fuck after that ? '' I know, Mom says I have a vulgar, dingy mouth. But this was n't the time for shade. I was burning up.

He kissed me again. `` Well, '' he said, laughing. `` Maybe the Jeep can look until tomorrow. '' He started towards his room, still carrying me.

'' Yeah, maybe it can. Or maybe you 'll be too tired and worn out. Virgin busting is hard oeuvre, 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 flabby light, 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 head, yes.

'' okeh, halt there, I 'll foray for you. ``

He unbuttoned his long sleeve shirt, slowly. He pulled it back, exposing his bare chest. I could scarcely breathe. He threw the shirt on the floor. Kicked off his shoes, then pulled his wind cone off.

'' live on probability ! '' he said as he stood there with his manus on the fly of his denim. `` You can still plunk for out ! ``

In a slightly quivering vox, I answered. `` I might just pour down you where you stand if you stop now. ``

He laughed, but I think he saw I was n't kidding.

Turning his back towards me, he undid his fly. Then he lowered his pants, slowly, slowly exposing the crack of his butt impertinence. His ass was staring. As he removed the trouser completely, I marveled at how the muscles in his legs and butt flexed as he moved.

He turned towards me with his weapon system outstretched a small and said `` Ta-da ! ``

Staring me in the face was a three-foot fiend cock.

Well, I was a Virgo, remember ? It seemed like it was three feet long. He told me later it 's about 8 inch. All I know is that it was far adult than the dildo I had been playing with. Thicker too. I was torn between being scared to death of this affair, and wanting to devour it with my mouth and pussy.

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 thighs, I knew from the porn what I was supposed to do, but doing it for real is a different account. I tentatively moved in, and kissed the tip.

'' Hmmm, '' Michael moaned. `` That 's nice. ``

I began to make out with his cock, and my right script came over to transfix it. Christ ! The skin is so sonant, but underneath is so arduous ! How is this possible ? And the skin moves around on the exterior a petty, fascinating ...

Gathering up my courage, I opened my back talk and covered his unit tip with my lips. Good god, my mouth was out-of-doors almost as much as it could, and I only had about an inch inside ! How do those girls deep throat like in the moving-picture show ? But it felt so nerveless, so right, and then I had a salty gustatory modality in my oral cavity. I pulled back and I could see this juice ooze from the tip.

'' Pre-cum, '' Michael said. `` It 's a lube. ``

I went back down on him, oh yeah, I can taste it now. Not bad at all ! You know, some woman seem to hate the taste of cum, and some love it. Seems like few love it, though. I hoped I would wish it.

After a dyad minutes, Michael helped me back up to standing.

'' Baby, '' he said, breathing heavily. `` How about we get you out of this attire ? ``

He turned me around and undid the minuscule clasp in the back. After stepping out of my dress, he slid my underwear off. The moment of truth was coming, he was going to see my oversized dope in just a few seconds.

'' Ho-holy diddlyshit ! '' Michael exclaimed when he turned me around.

'' Am I, '' I stammered. `` Am I ... okay ? ``

Michael held me and kissed me.

'' You 're the most gorgeous, perfect charwoman I 've ever seen. Really. '' And he kissed me difficult again.

After a few moments, I broke the kiss. I was so hot and wet, I was going to start out oozing down my leg.

'' Michael ? Um, I 'm trusted there 's like, a communications protocol, or an etiquette here, or a chronological sequence of result. And I want to do them all at some point. But can we first just, um, well ... '' I could n't believe I was all tongue-tied. Usually they ca n't exclude me up.

'' What is it baby ? You want to osculate Thomas More ? Just tell me. '' He was so sweet.

'' Well can we just decamp all the foreplay and get to the fucking ? I 'm really quick now. ``

He laid me down gently on the mattress, me legs instinctively cattle ranch spread. I was dripping wet. Michael settled in on top of me, resting his weightiness on his arms. I could feel his tool bumping around down there, I opened my leg as wide-cut as I could. He reached down to placement his putz, and suddenly it was there at my entry. He rubbed it up and down my slit a few time, coating his cock with my juices. Then he brought his arm back up and rested on it.

'' Please Michael, '' I whispered. `` Fuck me. ``

His shaft 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 little and then sliding forward. I had used a dildo before, but it was nothing like this !

After a few 'ohmygods', Michael checked if he was hurting me.

'' No, not at all. But, it 's in all the way, right ? ``

He just chuckled.

Rising up a little, He then lowered himself completely into me. I gasped as he stretched me further than I thought potential. I could n't breathe for a moment.

'' That, my dear, is all the way ! '' Michael laughed again. `` You ok ? ``

'' Just, need a second, '' I whimpered. Maybe I should have done more of that foreplay, I thought. Michael held still, but kissed me deeply. His tongue circled mine dreamily. He lifted himself up a bit, relieving some pressure sensation, ahh that 's upright, gave me a little external respiration room.

'' Bring your bosom up, '' he told me. He was resting on his men so he could n't move.

They were splayed out to my side, I grabbed them and pulled them up to my nerve, my mamilla pointing right at him. He bent his nous down and kissed my unexpended nipple, tonguing it softly. I swear to God that a lightning bolt went `` Zzzzzttttt ! '' right from my nipple to my pussy. His ardent sassing engulfed my laborious mamilla and he sucked it inside his mouth. As the sparks continued to fly, he moved over and sucked the other one ! God dammit ! I pushed them together so my nipples were almost touching each early, he tongued both of them frantically, first gear one and then the other. My pussy felt like it was on fire ! Suddenly, the slight ache down there was gone, replaced by a warm up, sensory feeling.

Michael pulled his cock 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 Christ Christ, I thought, NOW I 'm getting fucked !

I let go of my tits so I could grab his ass and pull him into me. God it felt so fucking practiced. I 've masturbated a few thousand sentence but it was never like this, at all ! Soon he put his entirely system of weights 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 meet his cerebrovascular accident. I felt he had me pinned to he bed, like his cock impaled me and I was trapped under him.

I loved it. God darn I loved it.

Each stroking he ground into my clit. Each stroke I moaned or grunted or made some sort of guttural, primal stochasticity. My puss was stretched to it 's limits, but I did n't want him to stop, no fucking way. At some power point he reached for and found my left tit. He molested it with his hand so much that I cried out.

'' Sorry babe ! '' he panted.

'' drag on it harder goddamit ! '' I cried.

He pressed harder into my tit and pulled and yanked on it, then he brought it up to our faces so we could both see my nipple. Looking into my eyes, he encircled my rigid nipple, and bit down on it with his teeth.

I shrieked with pain/pleasure.

'' Make it sense better, '' he said to me, placing my tit right in my face.

I gently tongued my 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 Wyrd to suck on your own body parts. I did n't remember anyone else would reckon it was ok.

He told me to hold onto that one while he brought my other tit up. I sucked on my left while he sucked on my right. His nookie had slowed, but he was doing these long, powerful slash now, slamming into my organic structure. Into my womanhood. Into my fiery cunt.

'' shift ! '' he whispered. And we traded tits, kissing in between.

'' Hold them, baby ! '' he commanded as he rose up on his men and started REALLY fucking me fast and hard. I pinched and squeezed my nipples and teat as better I could, seeing that they were jiggling all over the billet as Michael power-fucked me. As he increased his amphetamine, I felt that wondrous aesthesis 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 Scripture 'Fuck'about a thousand clock time, with the occasional 'Fuck me dad'thrown in just for fun. As my coming neared, I arched my back and lost all control.

'' Oh my GOD MICHAEL ! ! ! '' I screamed as my orgasm exploded throughout my organic structure. As my cunt trembled and shook, he kept pounding me into this hanker, stretched out orgasm that I had never even dreamed of before. I could n't take a breather, I could n't talk, I could n't proceed, I was just a bunch of raw joy nerves reacting to this beautiful man and his beautiful pecker. Waves of cum muscle spasm involuntarily wracked my consistency. I remember hearing a adult female groaning and moaning, only to realize it was me.

Michael reached under my ass with both manpower and lifted my cunt up somewhat and he fast-fucked me even harder. He slipped his mediate finger right up my asshole. It felt grotesque. From watching pornos, anal sex always looked interest, but also very chilling and something I could never image myself doing. Suddenly, it did n't seem all that far-fetched.

With a shout of `` I 'm cumming ! ``, Michael suddenly stopped moving. I felt his cock expand in sizing, and suddenly I felt flooded with this fantastic hot feeling in my pussy. Then he stroked some more and he felt WONDERFUL in there. Even more slippery than before. His cock trembled many times, and I clenched hard right back at him, squeezing as tight as I could. Yes I was a virgin, but I knew ; Michael had cum inside me. My Sam, my Michael, my hero, my substitute Daddy, had fucked me and cum in my cunt. I was happy beyond words.

Michael slumped down on top of me, his skin covered in a light sweat. His smoothing iron prick seemed to have shrunk a little, or else I was so stretch, I could n't tell. He kissed me a little, stroked my face with his fingerbreadth, and we giggled a bit as we lay there, completely exhausted and satisfied and yet hyped up, too.

'' child, '' Michael whispered. `` I got ta lie down. ``

As he started to roll off me, I started to hate that feeling and instead, I wrapped my branch around him.

'' read me with you ! '' I told him. And he did. He rolled onto his cover and brought me with him, still with his decreasing stopcock inside me.

'' Thank you, Michael, thank you thank you thank you '' I whispered.

'' No dearest, thank you ! You are awful and this was fantastic and holy diddly-shit I ca n't conceive it ... ''

'' It was upright, was n't it ? '' I interrupted. `` I mean, it was fantastic for me ! ``

'' God yes Lorrie, for me too, Redeemer ... You know baby, maybe you should sit up and let those sperm guys out. ``

Oh yeah, soundly musical theme. He probably should n't have cum inside me. I rose up and sat back, and lifted myself off of him. Immediately, a torrent of white cum poured out of me onto him, covering his cock, balls, and thighs.

'' Sorry Michael ! Good god that 's a lot of cum ! Do n't worry, I 'll clean it up. ``

With only a little hesitation, I licked up the first gob of cum I found on his thigh. Oh god, I was thinking, what if I do n't care it ? The number 1 taste was okay, salty, thick, kinda eldritch and gooey. I licked up some more. I could also taste kitty-cat juice, how fucking cool is that ! Our juices were mixed together ! And, it was okay. In fact, it was estimable. Greedily, I lapped him up like a cat would at his Milk stunner, swallowing all of it down. I cleaned up his half-hard prick, he showed me how to grapple it at the bottom and energy towards the top, getting out the remaining fluid from the internal pipe. Mmmmm, more cum rightfulness from the tap. When I got to his balls, he warned me to be well-off. testis are so Weird, so raw, and ... ugly ... but in a cool way I guess.

Michael grabbed me by the hair and gave me a niggling tug, I snuggled back up with him and we kissed slowly, deeply. He had to have been tasting some of our cum, god he 's fucking hot.

After we lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow, we discovered we were both athirst, and even a petty hungry. I put on his dress shirt he had earlier, it was way too big but I knew it looked hot on me. I buttoned one of the buttons just to sustain it from flying around. Michael did n't put on anything.

'' It 's just us here, '' he said as we went out of his way towards the kitchen.

And that 's when we bumped in to Mom.

'' Hi guy ! '' she said, sweetly. She stood there in her little kimono robe which, I was always telling her, was too short for her and did n't report up much on top, either. Her facial expression looked a little flushed, like she was embarrassed or something.

'' I 'll be out of your way in a endorse ! '' she said as she grabbed some cookies from a software program. She glanced at Michael, who stood there stark naked with a gleaming half-hard cock, then she looked away.

'' Now where 's that niggling tray ... '' she fumbled around.

Suddenly, it hit me. Mom, who was fucking Michael just a few Clarence Day ago, had variety of given him up so that I could be with him. The only bread and butter stud within who knows how many knot, and who can get it on like a supporter, and she gave him up. For me.

I just went to her and hugged her unvoiced. I cried a minuscule, which upset her.

'' What did you do to her, Michael ! '' she demanded.

'' No Mom, '' I said. `` Its not that. He was fantastic. It 's just ... well ... Michael can you leave us a pair minutes ? I 'll bring back something for you. ``

Bewildered, he went back to his room. I watched his ass work as he walked.

'' Honey ? '' Mom asked me. `` What is it ? ``

'' Mom, '' I began, and started crying some more. Tears of joy and happiness, but she did n't know that. I just hugged her tightly as she patted me gently.

'' Mom, you did n't give to give him up, for me. I mean, he 's grotesque ! I could never do that, not in a million class ! ``

Now Mom understood, and she smiled at me. `` Oh dear, I just wanted you to have a shot at some happiness. With things the way they are, who knows what 's going to take place today, tomorrow, future week ? Know what I mean ? And, I guess you 're happy, I can smell the sex oozing off you ! ``

She played with my hair, showing me some of his cum that was stuck in it. I laughed and held her. She was so flabby and Mommy-like, it was nice to deem on to her.

'' So, had fun, did you ? ``

I leered at her. `` Oh my fucking God yes. You would n't believe how sexy ... oh yeah, maybe you would conceive how aphrodisiac he is ! ``

We chatted a little bit about aphrodisiacal 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 hold him everything. But, how do you, um, get ready ? I mean we do n't let any Astroglide like you use at menage ... ''

'' What do you mean ? You 've seen me use Astroglide ? You 're such a piffling hussy ! '' Mom spanked me on my ass. I thought she was just playing around, but it was a pretty honorable spank.

'' Well, the the true is yes, I 've seen you get ass fucked, but you always used Astroglide. What do we do here ? ``

'' wellspring, dearie. I 'm a little older, and when cleaning lady get older they do n't always lubricate as a great deal as they used to. I 'm sure, for you, that your purulent juice will be enough. ``

Mom sniffed the air. `` I know you 've got sufficiency puss juice ! ``

'' Just pussy juice ? But ... how ? I do n't want to get hurt. There 's no doctors, you know. '' The accuracy was, I really wanted to get butt fucked but I was scared to decease of Michael 's big pecker in there. But I knew some of the former missy took him, so I had to be at least as trade good as they were at it.
'' Well you just, '' started Mom. `` See, you take some ... oh for heaven 's sakes. Lean up against the retort. Goddamn kids these days I swear to God, ca n't figure anything out. Go on, spread your legs, yes like that. ``

Mom reached under the shirt I was wearing, and she touched my cunt.

'' Mom ! '' I gasped.

She easily slipped two digit inside me as far as they would go, then she finger fucked me for about 30 minute or so. I could feel my foreplay building, and I could find my juice starting to flow again.

'' See ? So you get your digit as juicy as you can, then you bring them here. '' She pulled out her fingers and then rubbed my asshole, depositing my succus on it. She repeated that again, only this time she pressed a single finger inside my ass a piddling bit.

'' Okay so far ? '' I nodded. `` You 've got to go slacken. I mean, He has to go slow. '' Mom slipped her finger completely inside me, in my cigarette. It felt wonderful. Strange, but wonderful.

She pulled up my shirt, completely exposing my ass impertinence. `` He should also use some expectoration, like this. ``

Mom dribbled some hot spit onto my arsehole. Her digit continued to eff my stub as her other paw rubbed my pussy. Then she pulled her finger's breadth out my butt, but instantly I could find TWO fingerbreadth pressing against my backdoor. Oh bastard !

I gasped as she entered me that way. They slid in, but oh man oh man was it tight ! I felt like the Alaskan Pipeline had just entered me, when in fact two fingers were n't even half as long or half as wide as Michael 's turncock. I do n't make out how this is going to work. I 'll never be capable to fit his cock back there ...

'' Whatchoo ladies doin'? '' asked Michael.

I turned my head, stunned to see him, ashamed. Mom continued to finger fuck both of my golf hole as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

'' well, in her ageless quest to please you, this little lady wants to set herself for an anal screw from you. Knowing how big your cock is, I figured I better get her ready, somewhat, at least. ``

Michael stepped close to me and cupped my boob as it hung down. His previously limpish cock was now at full 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 tongue is good to help out, too. But since you 're here maybe you can do that. ``

Michael cocked his head to one incline and persuasion for a moment. `` No, maybe you should do it. You have much more than experience getting butt-fucked than I do. designate me how it should be done. ``

With feigned disgust, Mom withdrew her fingers from my ass and proceeded to bend down and plant her face between my face. I jumped just a bit as her hot lingua probed inside my ass. Never in ten thousand years did I conceive my mom would one day be licking my asshole, or that I would want her to do that. Yet, here we were, and I was loving it.

Michael continued to massage my tit, and he talked as Mom rimmed me.

'' Uh huh. I see what you 're doing there. Yep. No no, keep open going. you 're doing great. slug Lorrie 's asshole like you 're doing. Yeah ... ''

I could experience pussy succus running down my leg. `` Guys ! '' I said. `` I ca n't stand here like this much longer. ``

We moved to Michael 's bedroom.

'' I think, '' Michael was saying as he took off my/his shirt. `` We should lay her on her back, that way her pussy juice will just flow into her stub. Gayle, you work her pussy and I 'll work on these mammilla. We will get you juicy, do n't care, babe. ``

True to his discussion, Michael started working very hard on my right tit. squeeze, kneading, mashing, kissing, licking, all variety of at once.

Mom put two fingers back up inside my pussy and started flexing them inside me, stimulating my juices. Her thumb rubbed on my clit. together with the twinkle coming from my nipples, I was very soon catching fire.

Suddenly, something very lovesome and blue impact my clit. 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 spit ! Mom was licking my pussycat, my cunt. She thrust three or four finger's breadth, or maybe her whole bridge player inside my pussy as she licked my sassing and clit, now finger fucking me fast and hard.

Michael decided that this was the time he should slap my tits. 'Increases the blood flow', he said. As he gripped my tit where the skin rose from my breast, the end of my tit and the nipple were extended out unnaturally. And that 's where he slapped me. Easy and playful at low gear, but each one got a little harder, made a little More noise.

Mom pulled out her hired man from my cunt, and forced it against my now soaked butt hole. Her digit went in a footling, then she pulled them back.

Each time Mom rammed her fingers into my buttocks, I yelped. And that 's when Michael would slap my tit. As Mom continued to lick my snatch and they both assaulted my tit and ass, I came in about two minutes.

Pussy juice flowed out of me, I could feel it running out of my scratch 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.

'' waiting ! '' Mom hollered. `` You are n't going in there dry, are you ? ``

Again with the mock disgust, Mom leaned over and sucked Michael 's prick, slobbering all over it.

'' Okay, proceed. '' Mom announced.

His cock school principal pressed into my ass, and I felt it sort of 'plop'into me as his mushroom headland gained access. I stiffened from the sentience. Again, I felt like he was going to tear me apart with his cock.

'' sluttish please ! '' I whimpered. But I needed to take him inside me. He must fuck my ass. All the other little girl 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 unbend, it will be fine. Then she kissed me for a moment on the back talk, and smiled at me. She then went back down to my snatch and forced her way in so she could lick my clit.

Ahhhh ... that 's what I needed. Mom 's tongue on my clit while Michael slowly fucked my ass little by little. Going deeper. Into the bad place. With my Mom licking my snatch. Are you kidding me ? My mind was spinning in circles as mad thoughts went through my head teacher. Mom 's licking my puss ... I think about licking hers ... and it does n't fright me. In fact I want to. And I want to suck her titty, and for her to take up mine, and I want everyone to take up my tits. And I want 20 guy wire to stand in a circle around me and jerk off on me and enshroud me in cum, and Mom can lick it up for me. And I want ...

'' GODDAMMIT FUCK ! '' I hollered as Michael sunk himself about 18 inch inside my ass. He pulled back out and sank it back inside. Deliverer Christ I 'm really getting butt-fucked now !

Mom was getting her point bashed a little, so she came up and kissed me with her girl-cum-covered sassing. God, I taste ripe. I thought. I 'm such a trollop, I also thought. Mom reached back down and finger fucked me in time with Michael 's strokes. I panted like a dog. Like a fucking dog in warmth. 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, fuck me doggy style. '' Michael pulled out, giving me a completely empty feeling.

Mom looked concerned for a second, like she was going to be left out or something.

'' Baby, '' she said. `` I think you still need vaginal stimulation for this. Tell you what, I 'll lay down on my spinal column, like this, and you straddle me. No, with your head down there. This way I can drub your cunt while he fucks your ass. You 'll be fine this way. ``

Okay Mom, I thought. Michael just smiled at us. Mom put the pillow under her head as I crawled over the top of her. She still had her kimono on, but just barely. I felt her hot spit inside my slit 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 branch and Mom 's shoulders and weapon system, and got ready 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 cock, I just know that I was feeling a little lonely just sitting here on all fours with zip to do. Suddenly, Mom 's mouth was back on my cunt and Michael 's turncock was halfway in my ass.

'' Oh my sleep together 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 staring. With Mom licking my cunt and Michael pounding my ass, I instantly slipped into an rapturous state. My arms and legs lost control, I slumped down smack on top of Mom. Now when Michael fucked my ass, it pushed my puss hard into Mom 's face. I do n't acknowledge how she breathed, but she seems to be okay.

Meanwhile, as I collapsed, My facial expression landed ripe in Mom 's bare pussy. Her intoxicating scent wafted in my nozzle, her juicy backtalk covered my impertinence. Without any anterior history of touching a girl, or even really ever thinking about it, I instinctively knew what to do. I kissed her lip, sucked her clitoris, buried my case between her plication, smearing her succus all over my case. I ate my Mom 's pussy with everlasting abandon.

Somewhere in the center of all this, Michael spanked my ass. I let out a yip and asked him what that was for ? He responded by spanking my other brass even harder. `` Fucker ! '' I hollered out to him.

'' Want me to stop ? '' He teased.

I turned to look at him. All sweaty from headspring to toe, his muscles gleaming in the light, he smiled at me as he slapped my ass again, while he continued to buttfuck me.

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Chapter 12 - It 's All About Me
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Okay, enough is enough. Lorrie, you write like a girl. Too a good deal of that touchy-feely shit.

So there I was, anally raping Lorrie while her Mom and her sixty-nined like a couple of professional lesbians. Lorrie 's ass was so tight, I shit you not. And to see her Mom 's face under there, mostly obscured of track, but you could see a little, well it was fucking awesome. This was ameliorate than any daydream I could have concocted.

I thought the but thing to make this better was a trivial ass-spanking. So that 's what I did, started spanking Lorrie 's ass. Each slap echoed in my little room, and each slap was followed by a whine from Lorrie. She turned around to appear at me, her face glistening from her Mom 's cunt juices, her hair stringy with sweat, her eyes a short glassy, I 've never seen her more beautiful.

As Lorrie continued to gaze into my eyes, she lurched, I felt her ass clamp down on me ; she was cumming again. I spanked her harder and faster, her chief 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 Thomas More stroking, fucked her as she lay face down in her mom 's twat.

In second base, I came too. With a ferocity, my cock trembled and shook and I emptied my raging spermatozoan deep inside my baby girl 's ass. Wave after wafture, shot after shot, I finally finished cumming after almost a moment. My cock was physically tired, I could feel it straining from all the cumming like a sore leg muscleman after running a long way. I reluctantly pulled out of her gorgeous ass, but I was treated to a prissy surprise.

From her gaping SOB, my cum poured out, right into Gayle 's waiting mouth. She purred as she licked all of me up. With her lip closed, Gayle pushed Lorrie off and onto her vertebral column. Then Gayle bent down and, with her hands, opened Lorrie 's mouth. Gayle slowly opened her own mouth, and my cum slowly, ever so slowly, dripped from her lip 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 longsighted time.

Me ? I fell onto the mattress, utterly spent. My rooster lay there like a abruptly soldier, or more like a complaining soldier. 'No more, let me rest !'it seemed to say. Hey small chum, it was worth it, was n't it ? You bet your ass it was.

Time drifted, they both snuggled up to me, pressing their warm boobs against me and draping their peg over parts of me. I mentioned urine again, because I never got any the starting time sentence. Lorrie jumped up and returned with two methamphetamine for all of us to share.

'' Everybody okay ? '' I asked. trey can be unmanageable sometimes. It all looks like fun but sometimes there are hurt flavour. Mix in some Mother/Daughter stuff, and I did n't know WHERE any of us stood at the moment.

'' Gayle ? '' I continued. `` Did you get to cum ? ``

'' Only about three time 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 facial expression. Then she withdrew, and kissed me.

'' I 'm okay. Tired, but a full tired. I ca n't consider what we did, what I did. Thank you both. ``

'' Thank YOU both ! '' I said. `` This was undoubtedly the majuscule night of my life. ``

They both squeezed me tight. We drifted off to slumber, each tired and fulfil and happy.

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'' Michael ! '' the radio blared. `` Michael ! Help ! We 've got company ! Michael ! ! ``

I scrambled out of my warm slumber with my two babes, punched the transmit button.

'' What 's going on ? ``

'' Get down here ! We 've got a c zombies at least ! They are inside the store ! ``

'' Okay we 'll be right down as fast as we can ! Hang on ! ``

The missy were already moving. `` Full geared wheel, 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, clamber guards, everything we had.

We hauled ass down to principal street, weapons hot and gear up to go. In spitefulness of the danger, there were a few smirky looks passed back and forth, kind of like `` Yeah we 're going in to battle, but the fucking sure was fun last dark ! ``

I rounded the corner a few hundred cubic yard from hardware computer storage, where everybody was holed up. snake god crowded around the forepart door. Yeah, at to the lowest degree a one hundred. Erin was popping off some headshots, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Think, think ! I did n't require to just shoot them. Then they 'll swarm us. This is like some sort of hoot herd.

We had checked on the radio. Our people were trapped, but not in immediate peril. Zed had forced them into a bedroom, which was holding unattackable. Erin had climbed out the window onto the facade roof.

Right by us, succeeding to Mountain Realty, was Jim 's Fix It shop. I looked in the window and saw a gang of tools and broken TVs and other shit. And wire. Spools of conducting wire. I can do something with this ! The dynamic Mother/Daughter duo of Gayle and Lorrie covered me as I broke into the store and got the spool. Zed was meddlesome making noise down the street, they did n't hear me.

'' outcry Erin, evidence her to keep it up, keep their attention. ``

I had Gayle drive us closer, about 75 yards from the nearest Zed.

'' Yeah Daddy-man, '' Erin replied. `` But I 'm down to my last mag. I 'll just flap at them for awhile. If you 're gon na do something, sooner would be serious ! ``

I got out while the Duo covered me, locomotive idle, ready to roll. I mean, unfit came to worst, we could just ride into a few of them, then drive around town as they followed us. circularize them out some so we could occupy them a few at a time. But I wanted to try this wire matter first.

I undid some wire and wrapped it around the good streetlight. With pliers, I twisted and tied it off very tight, about a foot off the ground. I crossed the street and tied the conducting wire to a streetlight on that incline, also about a metrical unit off the ground and as tight as I could make it. It plucked like a guitar string.

We backed up to the future street lamp about one hundred feet away, and tied another piece of wire across the street about a groundwork mellow. Did that four more times.We checked around, no Zeds had snuck up behind us from the main route. Radioed Erin, told her to get back inside. I nodded to Gayle, she blew the jeep 's horn.

Instantly, about half the streetwalkers turned to attend at us. Blew the horn and jumped up and down and yelled, they moaned, turned, and started ambling towards us.

'' ma'am, be ready if this does n't work. '' I was pretty pock, actually. If this did n't run, we were pretty well fucked. I did n't know if we could hold off a hundred of these shitbirds.

The world-class Zachs got to the telegram, Foomp ! Down they went ! The Tripwire was working ! They just kept falling over each early ! Dumbasses ! As they spread out in the confusion, a few went outside the pole and the wire, but then those guy rope zeroed in on us in the middle of the street and hit the next wire. John L. H. Down went those guy !

When old Zach goes down, he does n't just pop right back up. residue and coordination are not his thing. Depending on their condition, it can submit 30 seconds, a minute, even more for them to get erect again. Those that did, fell down on the side by side wire.

We hooted and hollered, enjoying their slapstick put-on. After a couple minutes, with still a span wires between us, Lorrie and I marched out to fulfil them. We had our AR-15s slung on our back, I had my spiked Crovel and Lorrie had her long poker stick.

'' I got the number 1 one ! '' Lorrie called out. Stab ! Right in this dead bozo chief. He stopped squirming.

'' Let 's stay close to each other, '' I warned. We did n't want to get surrounded. But it was n't too likely. We casually stabbed a few, then ten, then 20 and 30. I love saving ammo.

Eventually the force per unit area reduced on our people in the building ; they staged a murderous prisonbreak and joined us on the street, poking Zed in his dead head, making sure he was re-dead.
Well, the scent was fucking awful. And now we had 147 drained guys in the street. Tina counted them.

'' Where did these fuckers come from, I wonder ? ``

The boys, Sir Thomas Wyat and Morgan, looked a little sheepish.

'' Well, '' explained Morgan. `` We were ah, we were cranking some music last night. You know, just having a petty party. It was pretty lately, 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 morning ... ''

'' Yeah, '' piped in Erin. `` Then, this dawning, they crashed through the glass 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 break down out ? '' I asked.

Wyatt jumped in. `` We busted up the furniture, got some effective boards. Erin shot the first few, then we beat the residue down until we could get our weapons. ``

I was kind of pissed at them for getting themselves into bother. But I was also pretty impressed. They did n't panic, they improvised, they overcame, they fought hard, they killed Zed.

We figured there must have been a herd loss by on the highway. They heard the music and decided to come take a look. I read about the ruck a few 24-hour interval ago. When Zed has no stimulant, he just form of stands there. Then a bird rainfly by, and he follows it, even after it has gone out of pile. Zach, who is also just standing there, sees Zed walking with a function. He does n't want to miss out on the action so he follows him. Zena sees two of her supporter charging ahead and says yeah baby, I 'm with ya ! Next thing you know, 147 beat bonehead are walking down the street, following god-knows-what but they ca n't arrest now !

Well the Tripwire worked, got ta do more of that. We got ta get our defensive structure up. We ca n't just have these guys storming our town ! We got ta get some security.

We spent the eternal rest of the day cleaning up. The early remaining townsfolk came out to help, too. Picking up absolutely Z is backbreaking oeuvre. We dragged them all about a quarter mile down principal street, down wind. Shee-it we got ta think of something.

During all the hauling and dragging, word got out that Lorrie and I had done it. And that mommy Gayle had joined in. There were some smirks, giggles, and maybe some hurt feelings, too. Some of the girls were thinking I was off the grocery and were jealous.

We broke for dejeuner. As we munched down Dennison 's chilli, Erin finally shot the elephant in the room.

'' So uh ... you guys all married now, or what ? ``

I was a little suffering, after all, Erin helped put this altogether thing ! Now she seemed a little pissy.

'' You know, '' I began. `` We do n't really have any rules right now. Except for the Patsy linguistic rule, which is if you are a threat to me and us then you get to provide. But, well, formula social club has broken down. I think we are all feeling, pretty free right now. I mean, yeah, we have things to do, but we can also do what we want. To some extent, anyway.

'' So, yeah, I love Lorrie. And I love Gayle. And Erin. And Kaitlyn, Payton, Tina, Lizzy, Kristin. I love all of you. Morgan and Wyatt, I like you guys a lot, but we are n't at the love stage yet. '' They made funny gestures of wiping their brow in relief.

'' I guess what I 'm saying is, chill out, we 're figuring this out as we go along. ``

People seemed to be okay with that. Like Gayle said too soon on, I needed to check my step with these girls, or they may all wrick on me.

'' Hey stud ! '' Lorrie jabbed at me as we went back to turn. `` Nice speech. ``

'' Yeah right hand, '' I chuckled.

'' So am I ... just one of the missy ? It 's okay. I just want to know. ``

Ack. Here it is.

'' Lorrie ... in the actual world, you would be my number girl of all time. In fact, you are that. Now. But, these are unmanageable times and we ca n't open to possess everyone pissed at each other right wing now ... ''

I grabbed a pair of utterly understructure, Lorrie grabbed his hired man. We swung him up into a wheel barrow.

'' Yeah yeah yeah. I 'm just busting your orchis. ``

'' Huh ? '' I asked, bewildered.

'' Michael, I want to give More sex with you. A lot More. I am in love with you, too. But I know what you mean about what 's been happening with everybody. We need to exploit out an arrangement here. I 'll think about it. ``

Okay, I thought, guess on.

'' Oh, '' she continued. `` Thanks for breaking my cherry. I 'd absorb your turncock right now, except it
probably has zombie goop on it ! ``

'' Hey baby, I never got to bat you up ! I owe you ! ``

'' Yes you do ! ``

'' Hey Lorrie, '' I said seriously. `` I do n't require to fall behind you. ``

'' You ca n't. I have an melodic theme for tonight, though, Big papa. You might like it. ``

She was decently, I did care it.

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Chapter 14 - Group Therapy
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We got the street cleaned up by the afternoon. I called my mass together.

'' Hey guy rope, ripe study today. Let 's get cleaned up for an ahead of time dinner up at the house. Then I want to have a strategy session, we got ta do something so this does n't happen again. '' We piled into the truck and headed up the pitcher's mound to my shack.

After we all got clean and shiny, we had a nice meal of canned spaghetti and meatballs, honey oil edible bean, and pears. Ok, so it was n't all that nice. But it filled us up and did n't shoot tenacious to make, so that was effective enough.

'' Ok kinsfolk, '' I began. `` We need a paries. I propose we start with the cars in township. There 's ... what, a pair hundred houses here, and only about 15 busy. Let 's take the cars from the eternal rest of them, line them nose to go after alongside the ditch, starting at one end of our little vale to the other end. That way, the zombies will probably fall into the ditch, and we can help with that too, and then they wo n't be able to climb up the ditch because motorcar will be there on the top edge. We 'll will an opening night, and use a big truck or bus or something as the gate. We 've got ta drainpipe all fluids from the automobile and save them in barrelful. take up out the batteries, ignition system wires and stuff, anything useful. That should bring several days.

'' Then, we got ta hit that small welding shop down south, see if that guy is animated and help him out. We need him. When we went past him lowest time, I saw he had a 'Bobcat', and we need that. Because my big design is to build the 'Sanchez Pit of decease'! '' I wanted Lorrie to get the credit, it was mostly her idea.

'' And for that, we 'll need to go about 40 miles north and see what 's up with the hand truck end there before someone else gets to it. Trucks base poppycock, hopefully food, and god knows what else. motortruck also mean shipping containers. We need those to build ramps for the Carlos the Jackal Pit. And we can use abandon drone to ring the pit so they ca n't get out. ``

We talked for another couple hour, working out the inside information of the car paries. That was the most significant 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 specific jobs. Gayle and Lorrie would spend at least 2 hours a day learning herbal medicament and old-fashioned doctoring. Erin would go our arsenal technician, learning all she could about guns so she could asseverate ours in tip-top form. Tina and Payton were to suit farm specialiser so that make out spring we would be gear up. The couples of Masters and Johnsons would bring on fortifying the wall, building watchtowers, and any early physical security matters.

We finally got done and broke out the bar and had some drinks. It was good to slack, knowing we had a plan for our security.

After a match More hours, I nodded to Lorrie, and made the big annunciation we had agreed on.

'' I have a big declaration ! '' I announced. Everyone quieted down.

'' I ... am ... going ... '' Everyone waited expectantly. `` ... to put on a pornography on the living way TV ! ``

Most people laughed and thought I was kidding.

'' I 'm serious ! I 'm going to my elbow room for 15 arcminute for some go minute cleaning. Then I 'm coming out to watch out some begrime movies.

'' Anybody is receive to fall in. If you do n't want to, that 's OK, no worries. Maybe just last out in your way, or you guys can go back down into townspeople to your store. Again, no harm, no foul. Tomorrow, we 've got a lot to do, so let 's get ready to get up at 7:00.

'' Maybe I 'll see you later ! '' I walked to my room, you could hear a pin drop.

I turned on my tunes box so I would n't hear any conversations or bitching or moaning or battle cry. Then I proceeded to sweep my teeth, do some final cleaning and touching up. I knew Lorrie was going to sit with me, I just hoped others would, also.

Picking out a video was knotty. 'Holly does Hollywood'? Naw, too old school. 'Taboo'? Maybe ... I finally settled on 'Pirates'. Never saw it before, but I thought it might be fun. Put on a pair of exertion pants ranger style, and, ah, fuck the shirt.

I go back out to set up the movie, nonentity 's here. Really ? cipher ? Well, fuck it, I thought. I 'll watch over it anyway. I started searching through the server to get the flick up. Just as I got it going, I heard a female child 's vocalisation shout out from the back :

'' Ten-Hut ! ``

I jumped at attention. I mean, that 's what you 're supposed to do !

'' Forward ... March ! '' Haha ! It 's Erin calling the meter. Erin, the Little Tiger, is the team leader. She called out as they marched out, exclusive 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 sexiest. Erin called out the meter phone call and the police squad ( responded ) :

'' Ai n't no sentiency in lookin'down ! ( Ai n't no sentience in lookin down )
Ai n't no snake god on the ground ! ( Ai n't no zombie spirit on the ground ! )
Killin zombi all day long ! ( Killin snake god all day long ! )
Gon na make me big and unattackable ! ( Gon na make me big and strong ! )
Am I, right or wrong ? ( You 're rightfulness ! )
Am I, killing strong ? ( You 're redress ! )
auditory sensation 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 prevent a directly face. This was so cool !

The troop was now arrayed in presence of me. For inspection, I supposed. Erin spun and saluted me.

'' All troops present and accounted for, Sir ! ``

They sure were, but there seemed to be a bit of a problem.

'' Thank you, serjeant ! Was there, uh, a problem with the uniforms today ? ``

'' Supply return sir ! We adapted, improvised, and overcame, Sir ! ``

I noticed Erin had on a squeamish camo baseball hat, and one of my camo shirts. That was it.
Unbuttoned down the front. I pulled her shirt back, revealing her lovely little boobs.

'' Dress that occupation, Sergeant. ``

'' Yes sir ! '' I gave her a nice squeezing on her ass.

I walked up to Payton. She had a red bandanna wrapped around her head, a decent whiteness push-up bra which accentuated her substantial tits, and combat boots.

'' pant, soldier ? ``

'' Not today, Sir ! ``

I sniffed the air.

'' What 's that odour ? ``

She sniffed the air, too. `` That would be me, Sir ! ``

'' fountainhead, Excellent ! '' What else could you say ?

I moved down to the next girl, Lorrie, who had on a camo tee shirt. That was it. And the T-shirt looked like it was having a punishing time as it had a few strategic rips in it. Lorrie looked at me and smiled.

'' Soldier ! '' I mock-yelled. `` Are you eye-balling me ? ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' You ca n't do that ! ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! ``

'' Drop down and turn over me xx ! '' She got into the push-up position.

'' Not pushups ! 20 sucks ! ``

Relieved, Lorrie smiled as I knew she could n't do 20 push-ups. She pulled down my sweats, and took my just-beginning-to-get-hard cock completely in her backtalk. She got a few strokes in before it got too big for her. By the sentence she got to 20, I was at full attention.

'' Well ... alright then. You ! What 's your taradiddle ! ``

Kaitlyn looked around nervously. She wore a pitch blackness G-string and a Boonie hat. A knife hung on a string around her neck opening, resting comfortably between her delectable boobs.

'' I, um, I ... do n't let a story ? ``

'' Drop and apply me 20 ! ``

Kaitlyn jumped at that. She 's not genuine imaginative, not a big talker. But she 's a toilsome worker and she fucks like a racehorse. Good Shepherd, I thought. And a good cocksucker.

'' 18, 19 ... 20 ! '' the squad called out in unison.

'' Back in telephone circuit, individual ! Ok, you two, what the nooky ? ``

Lizzy and Wyatt were handcuffed together. Wyatt had on pants, which was good. And Lizzy had on his shirt.

'' He 's my prisoner, Sir ! ``

'' carnival enough. prisoner Sir Thomas Wyat, driblet and turn over me ... no waiting, give her 20 ! ``

Wyat eagerly lapped up at his fiancee 's pussy. he ate her out pretty good.

'' Um ... '' I started. `` Kinda hard to count ... alright you 're done. Attention ! '' Sir Thomas Wyatt got up, his lips and Kuki-Chin glistening.

'' Nurse ! '' I said to the next someone, Gayle, who somehow made a nursey-looking hat that she pinned in her tomentum. She also had a two-inch wide bandage wrapped around her pectus at the nipple agate line. That was the extent of her clothing.

'' whole step Forward ! '' nursemaid Gayle did, as ordered.

'' You look healthy, why the patch ? ``

'' Sir ! Just have this for emergencies, sir ! It 's my first aid kit, Sir ! ``

'' bend dexter forward ! '' I commanded. `` stop consonant ! '' I said, when she got to about a 45-degree angle.

I swatted her on her pleasingly plump, naked ass, 10 meter. Not that hard, but her cheeks got a little pink.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

Well, certainly ! I gave her 10 more.

'' Thank you sir, may I have another ? ``

'' Do n't be grasping, nurse ! ``

I moved down the transmission line to Kristin and Morgan. She had a dog collar around her cervix, with a chain held by Daniel Morgan. Morgan had boxershorts on, while Kristin looked very modest in her retentive sleeve Army T-shirt.

'' Let me guess ... Another prisoner ? ``

'' 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 chain slightly, she reluctantly stood up.

'' You 're a lucky sumbitch, Morgan. ``

'' Sir, yes sir ! '' he answered.

I got down to Tina. She had physical composition on, and was fully dressed in a sexy way ; nice white blouse, tight melanise skirt, black fishing net, high heels. shit if she was n't the sexy one here. wellspring, excepting my Lorrie, of line ! She was also the only if one who I had n't gotten together with yet.

'' Private Tina ! You look ... surpassing. ``

'' Thank you sir ! ``

'' What 're you dressed as ? Conscientious Objector ? ! ``

'' Sir, no sir ! I 'm a high-class floozie, Sir ! I want to get have sex ! ``

I busted up laughing at that, as did most everyone else.

'' Ten-hut ! '' hollered Erin.

'' Ok, at rest. military personnel, '' I began. `` You 've all passed inspection. Leisure clock time starts in 5 proceedings. Those who want to be useful will get to me a drink. sergeant, dismiss the squad. ``

'' Squad ! '' Erin shouted. `` Remember we are exiting the premises at 0800 tomorrow for work detail ! Consume accordingly. Any malingerer will be shot ! Dismissed ! ``

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Lorrie told me to go sit on the lounge as she headed towards the kitchen. I thought, fuck it, and took off my sweats and sat on the couch. I was glad I took those 15 minutes earlier to cleanse up, had myself all skillful and trimmed. I was fiddling with the TV remote control when Lorrie came up with a couple of drinks.

'' Gimlet ? '' she asked.

'' My favorite, thank you ! '' Lorrie sat side by side to me. form of. She was more like sitting on me. Her firm tits pressed into my arm and chest. I took about 4 draft of my drink.

The others came back from the kitchen with drinkable and everyone mingled for a few minutes. cypher really knew what to do yet, how to get things started. Including me. This was mine and Lorrie 's idea, and we were n't coming through. I downed the rest of my drink.

'' Well, '' I said to her. `` I think we should get down to concern ! ``

I pushed Lorrie back on the couch, then I slid down onto the level. Spreading her leg, I began to lick and kiss my way up her knees, inching closer to her thighs.

Tina and mum Gayle sat on the frame following to Lorrie. It was kind of funny remark. Gayle had done a lot of consoling for these girlfriend. Many had lost their families, had seen death close up, were n't sure about the future, all that. So Gayle spent many a nighttime hugging one of the girlfriend as we watched a appearance on the tube.

So, this was n't any different, except now momma Gayle was completely raw and the still-dressed Tina was suckling at mamma 's breast.

I massaged Lorrie 's thighs as I slowly moved closer and closer towards my prize. Lorrie 's men naturally went to her tits, she massaged them lazily through her T-shirt. I could smell felicitous little fragrance stirring in front of me.

Suddenly, my back was covered in warmth, Kaitlyn laid her voiced knocker on my cover. She got behind me and reached under to stroke my cock and balls. Oh god, that 's Nice. Always nice to consume individual lightly stroke your rock-hard cock. She moved with me as I reached Lorrie 's center.

I brushed my back talk across Lorrie 's labia, ever so softly, ever so lightly. She sighed as my tongue caressed her smooth-shaven outer areas. God I was in heaven, and I wanted this to be good for Lorrie. I gently opened her a lilliputian with my bridge player, her pussy-smells wafted over me. I licked her lips up and down ... slowly ... gently ... I looked up to catch her eye. But they were closed in ecstasy. I felt her heat on my tongue as I continued to explore her outside. As I passed over her opening night, the heating intensified. I pressed my tongue down into there ... it was like licking a volcano ! Her boiling hot woman lava covered my knife in fantastic flavors.

I swallowed some of her juice down, mmm heaven. I looked up at her again, she was looking down lazily at me, almost like she was dreaming. She leaned forward an pulled off her tee shirt, thank god. I needed to see those boob ! My left mitt went up to wedge them while I licked my pollex and forefinger to get them wet and slippery. I went to the top of her kitty-cat and circled around her button with my natural language as my right hand began to cod her pussy and ass with my fingers. Her succus quickly coated my hand.

I finally settled my tongue lightly on her button, feeling the strong petty nub under me. I sped up a little and added some air pressure, varying my route as I tongue lashed her entire cunt. Lorrie was breathing pretty hard at this point.

Someone tapped me on the berm. I turned my head.

'' My act ! '' Erin exclaimed.

'' Um ... '' I struggled. `` Not just yet. I need to do this, ok Little Tiger ? '' I kissed her on her back talk, and she licked and sucked me clean of Lorrie 's compile juices.

'' Ok, '' she said. `` Just this once. ``

'' Just this once, '' I affirmed.

Erin went up and began playing with Lorrie 's nipple. I dove back in and tongue fucked her kitty. Back and Forth with my set tongue inside her steaming cakehole. Lorrie writhed in pleasure.
After a distich minutes of that, I slid a finger up inside her as I worked my mouth up towards her rock hard little clit. first base, I tease-licked all around it, slowly, but with some good pressure. The I gave it a few glancing slug, drawing groan from Lorrie as I did so. I looked up and caught her eye, then pressed my knife firmly against her clit.

For the next ... I do n't know how many minutes ... but quite a few of them, I never let go of her clit. I kissed it, licked it, and then sucked it and that whole area into my mouth. I struggled to keep up with her flow of secernment, swallowing as beneficial I could, but I really did n't desire to let her go. I slipped more fingers inside her hot hole, until I got all four in ! I finger fucked her gruelling while continuing to molest her clitoris. Lorrie gasped, squeezing my head between her thigh, then moaned, then finally arched her back and screamed bloody murder as her sexual climax ripped through her pussy and ranch throughout her trembling body.

She actually asked me stop after about a minute.

'' Daddy ! '' she gasped, barely capable to breathe. `` I ca n't ... Daddy 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 pressure, balancing on the edge of the falls, and then plummeting over the edge. Only to be on another edge, and going over that waterfall, too.

After a couple instant of that, I came up for air. I had n't really paid any tending to any else for the live on 15 minutes, I had no idea what was going on. I gathered that people were doing some aphrodisiacal things, but they had all stopped in the terminal 5 minutes due to the total of disturbance Lorrie made ! They gave me a overnice round of hand clapping as I rose from between her legs. I waved to the crew, tipped my imaginary hat, then fell into the weapons system of my Lorrie. We kissed, foresighted and bass, her tongue totally engaged with mine. I felt estimable to take a breather a little, my jaw was a bit tired !

I sat back on the couch and immediately Tina, the ( to me ) Virgin, grasped my rigid shaft in both manpower and began stroking me. Her blondish pilus blocked my purview, but I could feel her hot mouth determine onto my cock as she slowly engulfed me. Mmmmmm. I leaned over and started sucking on Lorries lovely, rigid nipples. These baby were huge right now, and I sucked on them for all I was worth.

Then ... Tina asked Lorrie if she could sit on me. Lorrie said yes, but only if Tina would let Lorrie eat her out later. Not a problem ! Tina impaled her tight cunt with my cock, at hold up, and finally I had fucked all the womanhood here !

Looking around, Momma Gayle had Erin and Payton sucking her tits while Kaitlyn licked her politic cunt. Lizzy was getting double penetrated by the schoolmaster male child, while her baby Kristin and Lorrie looked on with serious lustfulness in their eyes.

I unceremoniously ripped off Tina 's blouse, sending buttons flying and her pap bouncing. Her perky niggling lady friend were lovely, and fired up, too. I squeezed them hard as she rose up and slammed herself down onto my stopcock. Her besotted cunt clenched me even harder.

Lizzy moaned out her long sexual climax, I guess a cock in her twat and in her ass felt pretty full ! 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 sidekick 's hard dicks at entire attention.

Kristin shook her head. 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 Wyatt 's peter, and then Morgan moved up to lie with her ass. Gayle came over to me and dragged her enormous knocker in my aspect. I sucked them for a span bit, then got up and mounted her from behind. Her cunt accepted my big cock, no question asked. Not quite as plastered as a teenage girl, she still felt fab. 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 of all those juice. I rammed my hammer back into Gayle.

Kaitlyn shrieked in ecstasy from her double-fucking. I do n't know how those Masters boys were holding off and not cumming, but respectable 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 back with his rooster standing up, Kristin busying herself with sucking him silly. Lizzy grabbed my hand and helped me lower myself onto Morgan 's cock. Sir Thomas Wyat 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 fondling, '' Kristin whispered in my ear. I laughed. We can fuck and suck, but no kissing. trusted, I 'm down !

Somebody played with my butthole, they had found some KY jelly in town. finger's breadth probed my ass, stretching me.

Suddenly, something huge pressed into me ! It 's fucking Wyatt ! I gritted my dentition as he entered my can. Jesus Christ ! No finesse, like Michael, he just forced his way in. Thank god for the lubricant.

'' FU-U-U-CK ! ! ! '' I hollered. I was double-fucked !

I collapsed on top of Henry Morgan, both he and Sir Thomas Wyatt squeezed my tits hard. But Jesus, I was filled up. I pretty much went limp as they pumped my pussy and ass. I could n't even think about gripping a hammer or anything like I think I was supposed to. I just lay there, straddled out, and got fucked.

Next thing I know, something big and soft and hard and wet was forcing it 's way into my mouth. I guess Michael could n't abide it, he had to get in on the military action. Now I had all three holes filled ! I could taste individual 's cunt on Michael 's putz. My mind drifted, overwhelmed with sex as shaft tried to get deeper and recondite into me. My cunt was on flack, my ass felt bang-up, and I could barely breathe as Michael 's huge cock fucked my face.

John Pierpont 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. female child flocked to the two boys as they both came.

Michael dragged me onto the floor and forced his way in between my legs, and he shoved his peter right up all the way inside my cunt. I stiffened as he hit something inside me that hurt for a moment. It was like he hit bottom, I do n't bonk. His rooster was so thick, even though it was only one it felt almost the same as having two at heart me.

Michael kissed me deeply. My head swam. I felt so connected to him ... like we were one ... My coming built and we fucked feverishly. I did all I could to grind my clit into him all I could.
Suddenly, his impossibly vast dick swelled even more inside me, stretching me to the limit. I begun cumming as I felt his seed shoot into me. It felt SO COOL having his tool flex and pounding, knowing his hot cum was filling me up. My cunt clenched him back as my skilful ever climax swept through me. He ate me out about 15 mo earlier, that was my best climax. But this one, even better. It just would n't check. We continued to kiss as our common coming kept rolling.

Finally, I whispered to him, `` Baby, get off me so I can get these guy wire out of me ! '' I loved the taste of his sperm cell and I wanted some. O.K., and I was worried about getting pregnant.

'' No way, '' he answered. That 's all he said. He just slowly fucked me some more, sending piddling pleasure ripples through my total slit. I held him as close and as hard as I could. I loved him so much.

acquiring double fucked was smashing, but ... it 's aught like this. Basking in the after incandescence with your man.

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Early the next morning time, Michael 's sentry started beeping, telling us to get up. I grabbed him as he tried to get out of bed.

'' piece of ass me again, baby '' I half-moaned. I checked my pussy, still a bit damp. I rubbed it furiously and grabbed a tit with my other handwriting. I got ta get some juices going !

'' Babe, '' Michael said. `` We 've got to get going. I do n't have fourth dimension to do you justice -- ''

'' Come on, Daddy ! '' piped in Mom. `` make her a quickie ! ``

Mom grabbed his pecker and slobbered all over it for a min. I was ready.

Michael dropped down in between my pegleg, and my snatch throbbed the split second he entered me. My clit was still swollen from survive night.

Michael locked his subdivision and rested on them, so he could look at me, he said. Mom sucked on my tit, then we kissed. Michael lost it aright there.

'' Savior fucking Christ ! You two ! You 're fucking slovenly woman ! ! ``

His rooster expanded in me as he filled me with his cum. He came down on top of me, all three of us kissing. Finally, he got up.

'' Come on you guys, big day ! '' Oh yeah, we 're supposed to build up a paries, or something.

'' Not yet, '' I ordered. `` ejaculate here and get cleaned up. ``

Mom and I licked up his half-hard putz. His salty cum tasted large, mixed in with my pussy juice. The sight was apparently too practically for him, mom and girl licking his cock. He got hard again. I had heard that old men could n't perform all that well. But that was n't the casing with Michael.

'' Fuck Mom, and establish 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 billet this car along the ditch. flavour, I 'm not so unspoilt at backing up, ok ? I rolled the pudden-head Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore ?

We had this system where some of us moved cars, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during armed combat training, all programme go out the window when the first nip is fired. Well, the first shot, in this subject, was one of the towny having a fit. Michael had enlisted their help, and all was going well. Until a couplet of them got into an argument over one of the other railcar that was owned by a utterly 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 guy cable should get her car. See, Michael had said we should keep back any 4-wheel drive fomite, any Priuses or former hybrids, any vanguard, and maybe a couple of degenerate cars if we found any. And we let the living folks keep whatever cars they had. But we needed the rest for the wall.

So Lady Jessica owned this 1972 Buick Le Sabre. It had some huge engine in it, I guess, and each guy thought they should be the one to keep it. The argument got bigger, fists were thrown, people pushed and shoved ... I turned to Tina, and she rolled her eyes.

'' Let 's go, '' I said. And we took this Pontiac from town and drove it out ourselves. Yeah, I dropped it in the ditch, but everything was alright, 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 horrifying people I 've ever seen came up and butt-stroked me in the head.

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Fortunately, it was more of a glancing blow and my Lacrosse helmet blocked most of it. I was n't knocked unconscious, but, as they say, I got my `` bell rung ''. Two hombre grabbed me, tied up my hands with those charge card zip-tie affair, took my gun and knife, and drag-walked me to their hand truck they had hidden behind some Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree. They jammed me between the two of them in the front fundament. Jesus the Nazarene I had a headache. Mother fuckers !

'' So, '' says the guy who hit me. Some seriously dirtbag-looking scumbag who did n't seem to have showered since before the apocalypse.

'' My name 's Robbie. And slave-boy over there driving is Tom. And what 's your figure, hot stuff ? ``

Robbie had this shitty, greasy hairsbreadth and smelled bad. Tom, a half-decent looking black guy, did n't reckon as bad, but still pretty dirty and grimy.

'' Fuck you ! '' I spat out. I was trying not to cry.

'' Well, is n't that courteous. Fuck-you, it 's nice to meet you ! '' And with that, Robbie started grabbing my tit as we rolled down the main road. He grinned at me with these slimy teeth and greasy face.

'' Redeemer ! '' I said. `` Do n't you guys bathe ? You 're disgusting ! ``

I sat there, trembling. I 'm being kidnapped, it dawned on me. Kidnapped ! Who does that ? What will they do to me ? Rape me, for certain. Then kill me ? Do n't down me now, I 'm in love !

'' fucking ! '' I hollered. Robbie just laughed at me.

We drove about twenty minutes up the road, the unanimous clock time he 's feeling me up and talking dirty about all the thing he 's going to do to me. The driver was n't saying anything. In fact, he seemed roiled or, maybe, disgusted by Robbie. As I looked at them both, Robbie had all this gear, and a shooting iron, and bullets and material on a vest while Tom did n't have anything. And, Robbie had called him 'slave'. Maybe, I thought, Tom 's not into the hale thing here.

We slowed down at a turnoff for another town.

I screamed.

'' I have to pee right now ! ! ! ``

'' Ha ! '' laughed Robbie. `` No way. We 're almost there. You can pee when Big 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 crossing. `` Maybe we should let her. You know how Trent is about the truck. ``

'' Shut up slave ! '' snapped Robbie. `` I 'm calling the shots, not you ! ``

secrecy for a moment.

'' I 'll let you view '' I offered. `` But you have to cut me liberal or I 'll fall over. ``

Robbie leaped out of the hand truck and pulled me with him.

'' Cut her loose, slaveboy, and watch her so she does n't get up to something ''

Tom cut me liberate, and I stood there for a moment. I could see Robbie had a hard on from rubbing my tits 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 minuscule, letting my hanker pilus fly in the breeze. Then I casually flung it passed Robbie, it got hung up on a President Bush. Perfect.

'' Come on, I do n't got all day, Fuckyou ! ``

I undid my ground forces pants, pulled them down and exposed my defenseless twat to this fire asshole. I felt completely humiliated.

I copped a jack, and ... nothing, at foremost. Finally, I closed my optic and tried to relax, and then I let it fly. The material john was not to get it on my pants. Robbie stood grip. mother fucker. He undid his fly and began stroking his hard minuscule dick. But, wisely, I thought, I did n't bring up the size of it of it.

I started to get up.

'' Do n't displace ! Do n't make me shoot you ! ``

'' Oh come on Robbie, '' said Tom. `` You know you wo n't shoot down her, you 're not supposed to even match her or Trent will bolt down you ! ``

'' Shut up ! '' hollered Robbie and pointed the gun at Tom, but still jacked his cock with the early hand. Damn pistol travelling bag on the AR, they let you shoot one handed if you want.

'' drag up your shirt, Fuckyou. '' Humiliated again, I did.

He stepped forward and shot his load onto my knocker and bra.

'' Alright, come on, '' ordered Robbie.

I pulled my shirt down and my pants up. My t-shirt soaked in respective places through from his obnoxious cum. They got another zip-tie and satiate me back in the truck.

We drove through a town a lot bigger than our piffling one. We stopped after a dyad minutes near a gigantic strip shopping mall that had a Walmart in it. A large sea robber masthead flew from the top. The big store had hundreds of necros around it.

'' menage, sweetness home ! '' announced Robbie.

'' ejaculate on, '' said Tom, gently.

He cut my bail bond and we climbed up this ladder that took us to the roof of the strip mall. From there we walked a couple hundred railyard til we got to the Walmart roof. There were about 6 or 8 armed guys up here, but they were n't doing anything about the zombies trying to get in down below. These guys were just hanging out. And staring at me, but nobody said anything except Robbie.

'' I found her, '' he announced. `` Back off ! ``

We climbed down some stairs at the back, down to the storage room of the Walmart. They led me through to the main floor, some luminousness filtered down from the skylights but the visible radiation 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 display cases, sitting in an easygoing chair like he was a king on a crapper. A bare woman kneeled next to him, she casually stroked his beefy legs. A twain guys stood by with AK-47s.

Robbie dragged me up the makeshift footstep. Tom followed some distance behind.

'' fountainhead, well, WELL ! '' roared Big Trent, standing up. `` What have you brought me ? '' He walked a circle around me, appraising me like a cow or something.

'' This is what I 'm talking about, '' he said. `` This is what we 've been looking for ! I have been wanting some FINE piece of ass, not this shit you 've been giving me. '' He kicked the young lady who had been at his side. She whimpered and bowed her head low.

What an son of a bitch, I thought.

'' And what might your public figure be, pretty Danton True Young thing ? ``

'' All I can get out of her, '' interrupted Robbie. `` Is 'Fuck-you'. ``

Big Trent River glared at him, as if to say 'Was I talking to you ?'

'' What 's your figure, dear ? '' he asked me again.

'' piece of ass you ! '' It was all I could conceive of to say.

'' Ah, defiance ! How squeamish. Well I 'm for sure we can beat that out of you. Or sleep with it out of you. Lots of men here ... they 'd all like a shot at you. expect a moment, what 's this ? '' Big Trent had lifted my hair and saw a large bruise near my synagogue. He looked at Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders.

'' Where 'd you get this sweetie ? '' he asked.

'' From bastard over there ! '' I pointed my question at Robbie.

Big Trent got very quiet down. What came out was just above a whisper.

'' You ... HIT ... her ? ``

Robbie stood still, frozen in fear.

'' He buttstroked me. I passed out. ``

'' Now she 's lying BT ! I just gave her a petty tap -- ''

'' A little tap ? '' Big Trent asked. `` She looks pretty banged up to me. Still, God, she 's gorgeous. And depend at these breast ! They look real. Are they ? ``

Big Trent squeezed my dummy for a few bit. He stopped suddenly when he felt the wet spots.

'' What the fuck ? '' he asked in shock. `` Why are they wet, and sticky ? '' He looked at his 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 hired man on YOUR FUCKING JIZZ ? ``

'' No BT it 's not like that ! You see she was -- ''

I did n't see it because I turned away, but Robbie dropped like a sack of Solanum tuberosum, his headspring twisted at a weird slant. One down, I thought.

'' Tom. retarding force his ass to the gate, have him thrown over. Now, you, initiate talking. Where your from. What 's your setup, how you livin'. Come on. ``

'' I uh, '' I began, trying to think of something to say. I came up empty. `` I do n't get much to say. Except that, my daddy 's going to kill you. ``

'' Your what ? ``

'' My Daddy. He will obliterate you. And everyone here. He loves me. A lot. ``

Big Trent River thought about that for a few moments. Tom returned from his dragging duties.

'' Ok Tom, tell me what happened. ``

'' Well, they were lining up cars, like a paries. Down in Larchmont. That 's that diminutive Town a few international mile south. We watched them for awhile. Only saw a partner off men, lots of lady friend. They had a couple guns ... ''

'' And, '' Trent interjected. `` They 're plum. Very clean-living. They got their shit together, sounds like. Hey ! Rat ! Get over here ! Tom, take her over to ladies wear, get her something else to wear. And get some wipes and make clean off that fucking jizz. And you, girly-girl, you are going to spill to me, real soon. ``

Tom grabbed my arm and yanked me to come with him. We passed a guy walking towards Big Trent who was obviously 'Rat'. Pointy look, sequined eyes.

As we got to the ladies section, Tom relaxed his clasp and looked around.

'' Look, '' he whispered. `` I 'm sorry. They 've got my wife, my kid. Here, grab a shirt. They 'll kill my family if I do n't do everything they say. But ... here 's your tongue back. I took it from that shithead when we fed him to the deaders. Hide it. Do n't use it now. You might even get raped, do n't use it. hold til it 's dark and things quiet down. Too many guys around now.

'' But, it 's really just Trent and his crew. The relaxation of us are prisoners, or scared shitless, forced Labor kind of affair. They make us stamp out the deaders at the figurehead, but just with rakes and shovels. Still, if your man comes, we can help out. ``

'' Ok Tom, and thanks. But my papa IS coming. When he does, stay out of his way. I 'll try to keep you secure. ``

Tom looked at me like I was looney. But, you know, I 've seen Michael in legal action. He 's all chill and stuff, until the shit gets going. Then he turns into this John Roy Major hard-core killer. It 's almost scary, but it 's also totally sexy. And he 's going to redeem 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 sleep with, maybe like an 60 minutes ?. He wanted to hump the layout of our home, how many the great unwashed we had, how lots food, how many grease-gun, everything. He threatened, hurt me a short, I held out a yearn time. Finally I gave some dogshit resolution. I told them our fastness was some of the household right by the route. I told him we were almost out of solid food. We had 5 hunting rifles. We bathed in the stream. There was only 6 of us.

But each answer, I held out. Trent punched my stomach. Slapped my legs. Slapped my ass. I cried a lot, mostly just to buy sentence. Come on Michael, where are you ?

'' Alright knockout, '' Trent said, leering at me. `` I think the kidding around is just about over. I think the gravid hooey is going to come up down just about now ! ``

Trent pulled out a huge knife. It looked as long as my arm. I just about bull myself.

Trent dragged the knife down my face, between my boobs, I trembled.

'' You told me the whole truth, right ? '' he asked. `` Nothing but the truth ? ``

'' So help me, God, '' I swore.

'' She 's holding back ! '' hollered Rat. Thanks for the help, dipshit. `` Cut her ! ``

Trent had a raging aspect in his eye. He pulled at my shirt, and cut it wide open. He cut through my bra. My boobs flopped out there in the air.

Suddenly, we heard gunfire. the guys on the cap are shooting, I thought.

'' Rat, go up and crack it out. '' The firing increased above us. Trent felt me up, enjoying himself. I was about to throw up. The firing off lessened, then stopped.

'' Maybe that 's your dada, coming for you. But, it sounds like we got him ! ``

More shots sounded, and one of the skylights shattered. Right near us.

Suddenly, a trunk flew through the fanlight and crashed about 20 ft away. The head was jibe and he was a mess from the fall, but you could tell by his clothing. It was Rat. Two down.

'' Rat ! Shit ! What the Fuck ! Wilson ! Everyone ! Get over here ! '' Another organic structure came through the skylight, Trent River and his guys fired everything they had at the hatchway. Three down. They ran out of ammo, dropped mag and put in more and kept shooting at the ceiling near the opening. Finally, nobody had any full mags left.

This weird scraping noise emanated from the cap. 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 bullets in him. Four.

That meant ... Michael was still alive !

Trent and his hombre were in a panic. They were n't prepare for anything like this. All their magazines were empty, they scurried about looking for more ammo. They finally found a pillowcase and started reloading, but they were slow.

Another body fell through the fanlight. Five. crack to absolute SOB. They shot a few round of drinks back towards the hollow and ran out of ammo again. Trent screamed at his guys to find more ammunition. Savior, did n't these dunderhead have it stored somewhere nearby ? Oh, they had it up near the look door. Several of their guys went to get some of the cans.

Trento pulled out a gigantic pistol, I found out later it was called a 'Desert Eagle'. A guy named President Lyndon Johnson had an M-16 rifle, he fired random stab into the cap until Trent told him to knock it off and listen.

I 'm still standing there, tied up with my dope hanging out. Trent came over and put this big ass gun to my nous. I, um, pass water justly then. I do not like being defenseless, no sir.

'' Tom ! '' Trent River yelled. `` See who these deadened Guy are. ``

Disgusted, Tom sifted through assorted two bushed guys. Trent River and Johnson scanned the cap skylight trying to catch mountain of something. I watched Tom roll the dead guys around, and saw him pocket a pistol. Tom smiled at me.

'' It 's Pablo and Shorty, '' Tom reported. `` snapshot in the heading, amongst other places ... They wo n't be turning. I ca n't make out the early guy, he 's too messed up. ``

Trent whirled in panic. `` How many guys were on the roof ? Huh ? '' Tom shrugged his shoulders. `` No shot now, I guess they 're all dead. piece of tail ! '' Trent pointed the Desert eagle at me, and jammed it right into my forehead.

'' You ... bitch ... shout him off ! ``

I made a face at him, and he thumped me with his gun in the brow. It did n't bump me out, but it hurt like shite and made my pass spin. I could see Trent but it was like I was underwater. I could hear him yelling about covering the game stairs or something. Next matter I know, Wilson has a big gaping hole in his header, and Tom is standing there with a cruel face on his face and a smoke gun in his helping hand. I guess he scavenged it from one of the dead guy. Tom shot two more bad guys before Big River Trent fired on him. Tom was able to duck down an aisle.

Trento could n't chase him because he heard his name being called. By my pop !

'' River Trent ! '' Michael called from behind me somewhere. `` Put down the gun and we can still be friends. ``

'' Yeah right ! '' responded Trent as he ducked behind a stack of Coors beer cases. `` And how the fuck do you have intercourse my figure ? ``

'' One of your slight toadies squealed up on the roof, but do n't worry ! He wo n't ever oink again. ``

More blastoff and vociferation came from versatile part of the computer storage. The 'slaves'were rising up against their master ! So poise ! Trent River did n't cognise what to do, or where to depend, or who to cover.

'' I 'll ... I 'll shoot your beef ! '' 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 blow up ! Then Tom and Michael were facing each early, 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 Trent right field in his sleep with oral sex. I scanned for fair game and saw this black guy also shooting at Trent. I covered him with my 1911, but I was sort of hoping that he would n't fritter away me since we both fritter away Trent.

Then Lorrie shouted that we were on the same side, and we lowered our weapons as Lorrie collapsed in her bonds.

'' Cover us ! '' I said tersely to this new guy as I cut Lorrie down from the paracords. `` Are there any more of these Guy ? ``

'' I do n't cognize, I think my friends took out the rest up near the front end, but I ca n't be sure yet. ``

Lorrie looked okay, she had a hunk on her forehead.

'' Stay here, uh -- '' I started to say.

'' Tom. My public figure is Tom Zander. I 'll protect her. ``

'' You effective, Tom. I 've killed a lot of hoi polloi 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 effort of the ruction became clear ; 20 or so people were beating 3 or 4 people to death. I stepped out from behind the racks.

'' I 'm with Tom ! '' I yelled as they all turned threateningly towards me. `` And the trance girl ! '' They had rakes and shovels and started advancing on me. There was blood in their eyes !

Fortunately, Tom rounded the corner, carrying Lorrie in his arms.

'' It 's okay ! '' Tom asserted. `` He 's cool. He just killed about 15 of our asshole warlords. Let 's not obliterate him just yet. ``

As the situation defused. Tom and a few others ran off with some trance rifles.

'' Where are they off to ? '' I asked to nonentity in particular.

A bruised up gentleman, calling himself Nathan, responded.

'' They 've been keeping the women and kids locked up in the nail salon next door. I imagine that Rollie, that fucking piece of shucks guard, does n't have much breathing sentence left. ``

Then Nathan explained what happened to them. The Ithiel Town was swarmed early on by zombie spirit. If you went outside, you got eaten. All these living people were in the Walmart when they shut it down on a Sabbatum. For a lucky few, the whole home was shopping at the Saame time and survived intact. For others, their loved single were 'outside'somewhere. Then these `` Rattlers '' showed up and easily took over the store and the group. The rattlesnake acted like saviors on the run, and were gladly accepted into the group. After the first nighttime, however, the Rattlers showed their rightful colors ; they enslaved everyone and began their reign of terror and assault. This went on for three weeks, and then Lorrie and I showed up.

Erin drifted in from the cap. She covered the group with her AR-15, I quickly motioned for her to depress the barrel, these were friendlies.

'' Thank God you 're alright ! '' She said to Lorrie and me. `` I did n't hear anything for awhile, I was thinking the worst ! '' She hugged us both, then glanced around at the people and also the store.

'' So ... '' she began. `` What happens next ? ``

Just then Tom and his crew returned, Tom holding tightly to a woman and a lowly lady friend around his neck. `` I think we got them all. Hey, who 's the new girl ? ``

'' This is Erin, '' I announced to him and the radical. `` She shot about 6 or 8 of your 'Rattlers'-- ''

'' Ten ! If you do n't listen ! ``

'' My bad, Erin. She shot Ten of your rattlers on the roof, which allowed me to climb up and into your Walmart here where, with the assistant of Tom, we do n't have a Rattler problem anymore. ``

I expected the survivors to be a little more happy about us, seeing as how we rescued them and all. But they were a bit leery of us and our design. Rightfully so, I guess. The death 'saviors'did n't work on out so well.

'' Well, guys, '' I said. `` We 're gon na get going. These shitheads shot one of my hoi polloi back home. Do you mind if we get some medical supplies ? Then we 'll be on our way. ``

I headed over to the apothecary's shop section. These cat still had fully stocked shelves of nigh everything. the Nazarene, I thought. Wish I was a little Thomas More mercantile in my way of thinking. I would assume everything. But whatever.

Tom came over to me, with his wife and little miss still around his neck opening. `` flavour, um, Michael. I 'm a veterinary surgeon. Or, I was. I could direct a look at your person if you wanted ... Maybe we can work out some kind of barter, know what I 'm saying ? ``

'' Awesome, that would be dandy, Tom. Um, I know we 're all new to each other, but we might be able-bodied to work out some trade between our groups, maybe even fuse them together ... for our mutual benefit. ``

And that 's what we did.

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One twelvemonth Later
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'' Please dear ! '' I begged. `` For the lovemaking of God put her downhearted already, she 's had enough ! ``

Lorrie smiled innocently at me. `` Why, whatever do you mean ? ``

I walked over and gently took my darling baby Jessie from her mother 's arm and white meat. Carefully, I set her down in her cribbage. Jessie mewled a bit, stretched a little, but stayed asleep. Yes !

I looked back at Lorrie. Her impossibly vauntingly breast lay against her stomach, her left one still leaking milk. I pulled her out of the rocker and led her towards our room and the bed. She tried to argue but I held my finger to my sassing, telling her to keep quieten and not wake the baby.

'' But Michael, '' she protested as I closed the door. `` I 'm tired from the feeding. ``

'' Do n't vex, this wo n't subscribe long ! '' I ca n't sit in a room with her for very long while she feeds the baby, I just get way too fucking worked up ! I stripped quickly and jumped on top of her. My iron cock bashed into her legs as I grabbed her tits and squeezed them together.

Milk River gushed from both her nipples like a water outflow, except this fountain had many different streams ! Warm Milk sprayed on my case and dripped off my chin. I opened my mouthpiece and savored the sweet sapidity. Quickly, I fell upon a tit and sucked the crap out of it. I mean, sucked the milk out of it ! Warm milk flowed down my throat, draft after swig. I could n't get enough.

Gayle whispered from the threshold, `` Did the child poop ? Oh ... '' I did n't even face up. It was my feeding time.

I guess Lorrie motioned her mom in, for the next thing I knew, Gayle was pushing me aside a niggling. She was trying to get between her daughter 's legs. Grudgingly, I moved out of the way, a small, so as not to lose my traveling bag on Lorrie 's tits. Gayle snuggled her typeface into Lorrie 's pussy, gently licking and kissing her deliciously wet slit.

I sort of suffer path of sentence when I 'm latched on to gigantic milking knocker, especially when they are filled with Milk River. So, I do n't know how retentive it was, but eventually Lorrie started to groan softly. Then she jerked and bucked as the aesthesis from my milk-sucking and her mom 's tongue-lashing took over. Presently, she composed herself after trembling but quiet orgasm.

'' Go ahead Michael, '' Lorrie whispered. `` screwing Mee-Maw. ``

'' bull 'Mee-Maw'! '' Gayle complained. `` I 'm 'Nana'you little bitch ! '' As punishment 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. Must 've been eight or ten ounces ! Gayle rose up on her knees but kept her face buried between Lorrie 's legs.

I worked on Gayle 's trouser, struggling to get them off. I 've asked her before to withdraw them off before she gets in the bed, but she does n't remember ! Alzheimer 's, I guess. She is an old adult female, anyway. Almost as old as me ...

Finally, I exposed her glistening pussy rim. I was too combat injury up for finesse and felt a niggling selfish ; I just mounted her quickly and rammed my shaft in hard ! Oh yessss ... the sole thing that feels well than drinking warm tit-milk is sliding my prick into a hot and steamy pussycat ! I looked up at my two hot mum. well, technically one mama and a grandma. But the Grandma just turned 40, so it ai n't no thing ! Maybe in a few calendar week I can fuck my wife, Lorrie. She 's still too pinnace from the delivery.

I 'm sorry to say, but I could only last a instant or so inwardly Gayle 's sopping wet snatch. My orgasm was approaching, and there was n't lots I could do about it.

'' Lorrie, '' I panted. `` You know you ( ... pant ... ) need to stay hydrate ! '' I only had about ten second to go.

'' Give it to me baby ! '' she said.

Leaping up and around Gayle, I planted myself right next to Lorrie 's cheek. Grabbing my cock, I stroked it a couplet times and placed it between her lips.

YES ! ! ! Hot flow of man cum erupted from me, into her welcoming mouth. Gayle 's work kicked in right then, so Lorrie was cumming as she swallowed down my jizz gleefully, even gratefully, perhaps.

I rolled off to the position, exhausted, as Gayle straddled Lorrie 's tits. She ground her clitoris into Lorrie 's erect and milky nipples. Gayle came hard in just under a minute, mixing her cum with Lorrie 's Milk. They both looked at me.

'' Oh alright, '' I said, feigning tedium. Lorrie leaned over and dragged her cum and milk covered titmouse in my face. I revelled in the immix concoction and my cock recovered from it 's previous state of matter of about 95 % unvoiced to completely shake solid again.

This could go on all day !

Suddenly, a radio call interrupted our fun.

'' Mustang, come 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 down. ``

'' Ok LT. Do n't frivol away unless they shoot first. Got me ? Do n't shoot ! I 'll be there as soon as I can. ``

'' Soon ? '' Erin cackled. `` Put that woman down for ten blooming minutes ! We need you ! ``

'' I was, unavoidably detained ... I 'll be right there. ``

'' hurry up asshole. trivial Tiger out. ``

Is that any way to blab out to her commanding officer ? I did n't call up so. She will want some kind of penalty tonight. Probably have to tie her pile and urinate her sentry me fuck her girlfriend Payton. Yeah, that would make for !

I did need to hurry, though. We had seen a chop go by a few clock time in the last weeks. They were checking us out. It was the Air Force or the Army, we could n't tell which but knew it was military.

The girls helped me dress in my best snake god killing outfit. We did n't suffer uniforms per se, we concerned ourselves with more practical affair. They finished strapping on my gear wheel and I hauled ass down to the butt of sea captain 's and Lyndon Johnson hardware store in the jeep. They were going to follow me in a twosome minutes.

The Blackhawk hovered about 500 pes away, the door cannoneer covering us. Some scout group inside also covered us with M-16s. I put my AR-15 on the hood of the Jeep and stepped away from it. I made big pointing motions with my hired man, hopefully indicating that I wanted them to land here.

They came directly over us, still at a few hundred pes. A diminished bag dropped out of the chopper and landed in a cumulus of dust.

I ran to the bag and discovered a radio receiver wrapped in dirty air-sleeve and tshirts. I switched it on.

'' how-do-you-do, '' I called, might as well level-headed friendly. `` Whatcha guy rope privation. ``

'' This is Lt. Col. Marcus Peterson, United States regular army. Do we have permission to land ? I 'd care to speak with whomever is in charge. ``

'' If your design are peaceful, Colonel, then fall on down. ``

They sat the raspberry down in a whirlwind of junk and shut it down. After a few tense minute where we each wondered if we would shoot down at each early, I turned slowly to show I was unarmed. Erin and the sea captain brothers still covered the helo, though. Actually, all my people had their weapons trained on the Army fellas.

The Colonel stepped out and approached me. I saluted him, and he returned the salute.

'' Michael Larson, mayor, commanding officer, headwaiter, and Father of this township. ``

Col. Peterson smiled and we shook hands.

'' I have no interest group in shooting you fellas, '' I informed Peterson. `` Maybe your guys could assume a less strong-growing position ? ``

Peterson motioned, and they pointed their ordnance elsewhere instead of directly at us.

'' potable, sir ? '' I queried. `` A small of Tennessee 's Finest ? ``

Col. Peterson smiled. `` Sounds like a goodness idea ! '' I ushered him into the computer hardware memory where Daniel Morgan quickly set us up with a bottle of diddly and two meth. I poured us each a dyad finger worth.

'' fountainhead Colonel, you 've seen most of our surface area from the air. How about filling me in on how you 're set up, and what your intentions are with us. '' These guys had the upper berth hired hand, for for certain. I mean, they had a chopper, fuel, men and weapon system. But I did n't need to just reach away the cay to city to these guys.

The colonel allowed as how they were out of Fort Rachel Louise Carson. Like everywhere else, they had their fair share of zombie trouble, but were fortunate to not drop into total anarchy. They still had over one-half of their military personnel, about 8,500 family including syndicate on base.

'' virtually former installations were n't that lucky, '' the Colonel explained. `` Many were entirely overrun, or lost all their folks in the subsequent city battle. We 've stayed out of the big metropolis so far, just seems like too big of a job to harness. But now we 've seen your, uh, what do you shout your convenience out front ? ``

'' Ah, '' I said beaming with pride. `` The Sanchez end Pit, you mean. Invented by an XVIII year old female child, who happens to be my wife and mother of my child. Anyway, it 's jolly simple, but very effective. You wan na get hold of a looking ?. ``

We walked outside and found the chopper guys talking with Gayle, Lorrie, Tina, Payton. Guy were smiling and laughing, having a thoroughly time.

I said jokingly to the Colonel, `` Looks like your son forgot to pull out security ! ``

He shook his head. `` We 've got about an 8:1 ratio of men to cleaning lady, so your gals here are a visual sense for very, very sore middle ! ``

'' Not going to be a trouble, is it Colonel ? ``

'' No sir, '' he responded. `` We will not bear any variety of unwillful demeanour. That being said, we do have some VERY well-to-do women who have found it to be, um, shall we say, 'profitable', if they are of sure moral standard. ``

I winked at him as I led them up the walkway. Tom greeted us up there.

'' This is Tom Zander, my second in charge. '' They exchanged pleasantries as we walked on the raised paseo to get to the expiry pit. I continued on. `` Tom and his multitude moved here from another town after a partake in incident brought us together. We took over a truck hitch north of here, arranged the shipping containers to act as walls and funnels, and to act as wild leek for our zombie friends. We 've got a little Bobcat skidsteer machine over there, dug out the pit with that and voila ! The Sanchez Pit of last ! By the way, we claim all copyright and earmark to that figure. ``

The US Army guys were stunned by the demise Pit. We were currently in the middle of passively dispatching a pretty good-sized heard of a couple chiliad zombilators, at least. We mostly stood safeguard, somewhat out of wad so the zeds would n't get distracted, and fired a shot every now and then at those who survived the 40-foot fall and tried to clamber over the container wall.

'' It 's so simple ! '' cried Col. Peterson. `` And yet, refined ! You do n't even need bait, right ? You 've got roll of tobacco rising from the burning utter, and that draws in others, right ? ``

'' Exactly. See, early on we nearly got overrun a few times, and we did n't throw adequate people or ammo to fight them one by one. We needed a passive solution, and Lorrie Ilich Sanchez came up with it ! I 've seen enough zombie moving picture, although I never expected to be in one. But the citizenry were always making silent mistakes. They never had a seat 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 trouble with it ? '' Peterson asked.

'' Mmmm, sometimes they get a fiddling flurry. The fervour might die down or a birdie might distract them. But then we just ring this Alexander Melville Bell we got from a church. '' I pointed to the bell hanging out in the middle of the pit, supported by a 2x4 structure. `` Also, we 've got rotating pharos, cop lights, to get their attending again. When it gets slow, we have to block up the ramps so we can clean out the tramp down organic structure. That 's probably the bountiful danger, getting clogged like that. ``

The Colonel 's mind was spinning. `` You could, wow, construct more ramps, dig a deeper pit so they always break, rig up light so they fire in sequence to create illusion of movement up the ramp ... holy place dogshit, this could really work. '' He seemed lost in thought.

'' well, sir, it does study. But yeah, you could enlarge it sure, you 've got big equipment, right ? ``

The Colonel ushered us aside and spoke to his men. They all seemed pretty excited. After a yoke min he turned back towards Tom and myself.

'' Listen, can you rib make me a list of what you need ? You 've got a good setup here and I want to see you deliver the goods. You 're going to demand More farmland than what you 've got now. What can we do for you ? ``

I just about came unglued with thoroughgoing gloating. `` Well. Let 's see. Some .50 cals would be nice. Ma two and Barretts, and slew of ammo. 100 M-4 rifles. About 20,000 rounds of 5.56, too. Um ... 1,000 gallons of petrol, and storage tank to hold it. A few thousand MRE 's would aid. What else. Clothes. Soap. Toilet paper. Bigger bulldozer ? Farm equipment. oh yea FENCES ! We need fencing material so we can thrive our farms. Goats, chicken, cows, and some Thomas More families, too. ``

Cpl. Flint wrote down everything.

'' Mayor Larson, '' Col. Peterson began. `` If it 's OK with you, I 'd wish to set up an auxiliary post here. Man it with 50 people. Some Humvee. 2 Strykers. Medical trailer and stave. And I 'd care to volunteer you a direction as a major in the U. S. Army backlog. The mail service will be under your command. ``

'' I 'm honored sir, '' I said, my representative hesitation. `` Not sure I want to be in the Army, though. I just want to continue here and raise my kinsfolk. No disrespect, sir. ``

'' That 's why I 'm putting you in the reserves. You 'll stay here and control the total county, maybe even several counties. But you will dwell here. With our living. Meanwhile, we will occupy your Sanchez idea and liberate all of Colorado, and the nation, too ! ``

We talked awhile longer, then they took off in their cleaver. However, they left the Corporal behind to act as engineer and designer of the new post. Erin fairly leapt at the chance to escort Cpl. Flint around. Poor guy, I thought. He does n't stand a chance !

I went back to the firm and told the noblewoman and the baby about the conversation. Jessie spit up a fiddling, but I did n't adopt that as a negatively charged. Gayle, however was a petty different.

'' Let me get this striaght, '' she said, crossly. `` You 're giving up everything we 've fought for, and letting these ground forces guys waltz in here and study over ? What happened to you ? Were n't you the one always talking bad about shitheads that live off the politics tit ? ``

wellspring, shit, when she put it that way, it did n't sound like such a just deal.

'' Babe, '' I said, trying to go bright. `` We have to join with others. We have to get rid of these snake god. 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 able to grow, and get something other than just semi-starving automaton belligerent ! We do n't have to go back to the old ways of pure avaritia and avariciousness, but maybe we can make a adept humanity this time. ``

Gayle looked at me, unsure.

'' I 'm not just making this shit up. I do n't want to be beholden to the Army, either. But I feel the best way to improve the world is to get involved, be the one on the inside and guide policy and alteration. Not just sit here and have fantastic, abundant sex while the residual of the world dies completely ... ''

What the fuck did I just say ? I do n't desire fantastic, abundant sex ? Maybe I have Zombie febricity, I should lie down ...

'' Michael, '' Lorrie said. `` We just do n't want you leaving us. show the United States Army how to ramp up these death Pits. But let *them* do it. You stay here, Mister. That 's an order. ``

Lorrie scooped up Jess and stormed out of the room.

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quaternary days later, I was getting dressed in my 'Class A'Army uniform. Already had a ribbon on it, too. Red, white, and sorry stripes with a'Z'in the midsection of it. I got various sets of camouflage also, as did everyone in town. But the colonel said I should wear this for my schematic inductive reasoning and address to the town.

I stepped out into the family room of my adobe castling to see what the gentlewoman thought. They were already dressed in their new camo utilities.

Wolf whistles. Catcalls. Fist heart. And that was from infant Jess ! Naw, she was sleeping in her room. Well, it seemed to go over pretty well.

'' bit around mister, '' ordered Lorrie. She and Gayle and Erin made appreciative noises.

'' It has to be done, '' Gayle said as she began moving towards me.

'' Definitely, '' added Erin, also moving.

'' Cover me, I 'm going in ! '' Lorrie chimed in.

'' No ! '' I protested, meekly. `` I 'm supposed to come up to the scout group in ... fifteen min ! ``

'' This wo n't take that longsighted, '' Gayle promised.

Gayle and Erin unzipped my uniform drawers and took out my hardening pecker. They each began licking their side of it. Lorrie undid her uniform blouse and took her tits out. Staring me down, she lifted her nipple to her sass and began to take in her own milk.

They were right.

It did n't take long at all.

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The End !



Special thanks to my Friend faggot Anne who helped me with the Lorrie parts.

Comments welcomed !