E-BOOK Erotic Short Stories - Morbid Saint 2009

Erotic Short Stories by Morbid Saint
EROTIC SHORT STORIES

BY
Morbid Saint
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The stories contained in this E-book are a work of fiction. Any similarities whether it be person, place or thing are entirely coincidental.
This E-book is provided free of charge, and is not to be rented, leased, or sold for any reason. If you are being, or have been charged to view this E-book, ask
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the express written consent of the author alone.
This E-book contains ADULT literature, and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18, or the age of consent in which reader resides in. The author is
not responsible for who reads these stories.
© Copyright 2009 Morbid Saint

All Rights Reserved
First Edition – March 2009
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INTRODUCTION
One day, i sat down and wrote a story. I have written stories before, but this one was
different. I wrote a story about sex. It was different to me, but, I wrote it and enjoyed it. I
enjoyed it not because of the content, but because it was the first story that I had completed. I
hardly ever read erotic stories myself. I would much rather prefer real sex than literature. I
guess, as for many others, it helps to release that sexual side about you.
I love sex, but never with strange or multiple persons. Loyalty, and devotion are key
factors behind my work. If you haven't noticed, almost every one of my stories are about
couples in one way or another. Along with a general continuing theme of lovers and
relationships are dominant women, and women as the heroes (or heroines).
I write different stories, such as: Erotic Horror, BDSM, Erotic Couplings, Sci-Fi &
Fantasy, Romance, Mystery, Exhibitionist & Voyeurism, and Lesbian Sex. I have even wrote
non-erotic stories, but they will never be shown here.
After a few short years of writing, I am retiring to move forth to better things. So, I do
hope that these stories make it into your library.
Enjoy,
M. Saint, 2009
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COMMENTS
(Honest and Real)
[ Danielle's Awakening ]
"Well Done" - Anonymous
-"Well done. Danielle's Awakening is a great story although it could have been longer. I really enjoyed reading it &
I hope that you will write more stories soon."
"A Very Good Story" - Anonymous
-"I really enjoyed reading Danielle's Awakening. It is a very good story but should have been longer. In the
future,could you write longer stories maybe even continue with this one."
[ To Wake The Dead ]
"'To Wake The Dead' is excellent!!!" - Anonymous
- "To Wake The Dead is excellent!!! Brilliant!!! Maybe if there was a group of witches and warlocks who will find
a spell to get rid of the living dead? And accidentally wake creatures from hell, with big cocks hungry for men and women's
asses, pussies and so on? And/or hungry pussies with big teeth hidden inside? Anyways, your story IS GOOD!!! Thank
you!"
"Very Well Written" - Anonymous
-"Just read your zombie story. Nice one, very well written you could of course turn it in to series if you wanted to.
The story reminded me of 28 weeks later, was that intentional? Anyway carry on writing."
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"Just Like The Movies!!!" - Anonymous in Los Angeles
-"Keep it coming. Good suspense and very scary!"
[ Everything's Hotter In June ]
"Really Got My Juices Flowing" - Anonymous
-"Wow, that was great! it really got my juices flowing. Keep up with the great erotic stories. Nice touch with the name
Anita, which just happens to be my name."
[ Can I Tell You A Secret? ]
"Weird, But Doable" - Anonymous
-"She got the house in the divorce & she KEPT it so you could look at her through the windows, and get her all hot &
bothered. Then, she'd come over & FUCK you? It's weird, but it's do-able. So is SHE, apparently."
[ Unwrap A Smile ]
"Very Nice Love Story" - Anonymous in Belgium
"It's good to see true romance on this site. Please give us some more."
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“For The Believers In Erotic Gesture. For Those Who Love A Good Naughty Bedtime Story. For Those
Who Enjoy Sex Of All Kinds, And Can Make Your Fantasies Come True. This Is For You.”
− M. Saint, '09
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CONTENTS
Akia of Gamora.................................................................................................8
I: First Love............................................................................................8
II: The Emerald Moon...........................................................................10
III: Reborn.............................................................................................14
To Wake The Dead..........................................................................................18

0: The Beginning (Prequel)...................................................................18
I: The Rise.............................................................................................26
II: Natalie's War......................................................................................41
III: Sign of the End Times......................................................................52
The Isaacs Murder Mystery..............................................................................61
Everything's Hotter In June..............................................................................67
Danielle's Awakening.......................................................................................84
Danielle's Reawakening..................................................................................86
Ellie's Thoughts...............................................................................................88
Ellie's Thoughts On Love.................................................................................93
Can I Tell You A Secret?..................................................................................98
Down In The Park..........................................................................................104
Love Lost and Found.....................................................................................108
In Spirit My Helen...........................................................................................123
My Ebony Alyssa............................................................................................126
Twins..............................................................................................................128
Unwrap A Smile..............................................................................................130
The Vampire Isabella......................................................................................135
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AKIA OF GAMORA
I: First Love
Deep in the hills of Gamora, there was a valley known only to a select few. One of those
select few, a woman named Akia. She was a delicate woman. Young, with long brown hair,
and beautiful eyes. She was the princess of that very land.
She sat in a field of roses, and plucked the petals from a single rose in her hand.
The sky was darkening, and all bits of light succumbed to the intense layout of clouds. A
storm was coming, and Akia felt alone, as it was rare for a storm to waken over Gamora.
As Akia stumbled towards a hut that stood not fifty yards away, a man on a horse sped in her
direction. Without hesitation, the man picked her up and sat her behind him as he sped away
from the storm.
"My name is Rayth," The man had said. A sense of happiness spread throughout Akia's body,
and she answered, "I'm Akia."
They continued to ride away from the clouds, and they neared a small cottage just a few miles
ahead. Rayth led his horse to the place.
"Whoa!" He called out for the horse to halt. As it did, he quickly dismounted the horse, and
stood trying to pull Akia from the top.
"Woo," Akia whispered as she slid down the side gently. "Such a beautiful horse," she said to
Rayth.
"Her name is Luna," He said, "And thank you. She loves compliments."
Akia giggled.
"Please. Come inside," Rayth spoke, "I can make you a cup of gold tea," He added. "Best tea
in the North Lands."
"Yes, please do," Akia answered, feeling a wave of heat enter her body. She sat on a stool
looking up and down the amazing, masculine body of Rayth's. He stood pouring the hot tea
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into a small cup, and with each movement, Akia ached. Rayth was tall, broad shouldered, with
blond hair, and soft blue eyes. Akia could not stand it any longer, and jumped from her seat,
planting a kiss on his lips.
Backing up, Akia said, "I'm sorry," and leaned in hard for a second kiss. The touch of his lips
again to hers sent a shiver of delight through her body and caused her to drip in her middle.
As she kissed him more, she ran her right hand down her front, lifted up her dress, and began
to massage her mound in hunger. Hunger filled with lust, and she knelt down in front of Rayth,
and took his bold, thick erect cock into her waiting mouth, sucking on him harder and stroking
his shaft with her palms. He pulled on her hair, force driven and slammed his cock into her
throat. Akia choked, but continued. Her hole now soaking wet in so little time.
"Suck it all!" Rayth ordered. "Suck my thick cock harder. Harder!" He roared.
Akia obliged, taking him in deep, and swallowing his pre-cum down her throat. She opened up
and licked the tip of his pulsating member, tasting his juices and pausing abruptly as he shot
his cum into her gaping mouth. She licked her lips, and swallowed his sticky sweet flavors.
"Mmmm," She cooed.
Rayth knew what she wanted, and pulled her up by the hair, slamming her against the wall.
With his left hand, he grabbed her dress top by the cleavage, and ripped straight down to
reveal her full naked body. Her breasts hung like sensual mountains on her chest, and her
nipples stood erect waiting for his command.
"Do what you want with me!" Akia blurted, smacking Rayth hard across the mouth.
"You'll pay for that, you whore!" He shouted, tossing her across the floor. Her knees now red,
and her pussy lips open and wet.
Rayth walked hard across the floor, and picked her up over his shoulders and tossed her onto
his bed. He took off his shirt, and dropped his pants as he lay on top of Akia. Leaning down,
he kissed her hard on the mouth. She tasted him, then sensually bit into his lip.
"Oh, you like it rough I take it?" He said as he pinned her hands back behind her head. He
placed his cock into her waiting hole, and he slipped it in, feeling her hotness surrounding
him.
"Yes!" Akia shouted.
Rayth pushed deep inside her hole. He pushed in so deep, he raised her buttocks from the
sheets as he hit her G Spot making her cum hard instantly. She licked her lips in pleasure as
he continued thrusting harder, faster and deeper inside of her. Continuing, he pounded her
flesh making her scream louder.
"Fuck me! Fuck me, don't stop fucking me!" She screamed.
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Rayth beat on her pussy, pulling her hair and kissing her neck. The pressure was building in
his balls, and he could feel himself ready to burst. As he gave a few last strokes in her open
cunt, he released his seed into her belly, filling her up. Sweat poured down their faces, and
they lay naked on his bed.
"What am I going to wear?" She asked him.
He got up and looked around, finding a dress that he happened to keep for his next bride.
Giving it to her, he opened his mouth and said, "I will take you as my bride, and we will make
love forever."
Outside of the small cottage, the thunder roared and the rain fell hard to the ground. Rayth
stepped outside and led his horse quickly to its stable. As he returned to the cottage and
stood just inside the door, he looked over at Akia. She lay naked on his bed, and asked for
her man to come fuck his bride.
II: The Emerald Moon
Akia and Rayth drifted down a long path to Camadore. The little village inhabited by many
good villagers. As the two rode Luna to the Inn, they dismounted and tied the horse to a pole.
Rayth entered through the doors and Akia followed. The sweet smell of fresh baked bread
loaf, and delicious meats filled the air. The kitchen was packed with customers toasting their
goblets and enjoying themselves. As Akia and Rayth asked for a room, they turned towards
the kitchen and prepared for a feast.
As Akia entered the dining hall, all voices came to a halt, and silence now filled the void. Men,
and women turned and stared as the Princess, and her mate walked in and sat at a lone
table.
A man walked over to them, and greeted himself.
"My lady, I am honored to be standing before you." He spoke happily, but shaking a little. "My
name is Darkboon."
"Pleasure to meet you too." Akia responded, looking to Rayth, then back at the man.
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"I beg you for one, small gift," He gestured, staring lustfully at her breast. "In return, you may
have what you wish from me."
The man knelt down before Akia, and faced down to the floor below.
"I know what it is that you desire," Akia said to him, "And you may have it," She continued,
showing a small smile to him.
The man looked up to her, and thanked her. Akia interrupted, "But, what I desire will seal your
fate," She began.
"What is it you want from me?"
"I want you to find..." She paused, looking into his eyes, "The Emerald Moon."
The crowd opened their ears as she said this to Darkboon. Whispering became loud
outbursts, and the crowd began to scream to Akia.
"Do you know what you are asking of this man?" A male voice cried from the rear of the dining
hall.
"It's his death!" An old woman cursed at her.
"I know what it is that I am asking of him," Akia responded. "It is, after all, a fair trade," She
continued. If he does this task, then not only would he taste the pleasures of my body, but he
will be remembered as the man who gave his life for the Princess. He will be remembered as
a hero," She finished.
A long pause loomed over the crowd, until a few people rushed forward to Akia and her gent,
raising fists, and cursing her. Rayth held them off as the weight of multiple persons put
pressure against him. A woman who pushed her way through raised her arm which held a
stick, and swung it hard and fast.
In mid-air, the cane stick froze, and Akia looked on at the older woman, as her eyes became
dark. The old woman could not budge the stick, and felt a wave of fear race through her body.
Akia looked still, and her head tilted from left, then right. Her eyes became a pure black and
as she opened her mouth, such force exited that an invisible magic exploded sending many
people into the air and back down. Rayth looked on, and back towards Akia. Her face now
fine, and eyes normal again.
"Now..." Akia paused to look at the crowd as they stood upright to face her once again, "I do
believe there is a task at hand."
"Yes, my Princess," Darkboon responded.
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The crowd fell to whispers then a hushed tongue.
A man's voice from the gathering asked Akia one question. "My Princess, are you aware of
the Emerald Moon's true powers?"
"I know of its origins," She answered, transfixed now with a look of confusion.
"Then, you know that it possesses two halves?" He went on. "Those who...." He was finishing
before an interruption.
"Leave that to me!" Akia spoke to this man. "What is your name?"
"My name is Ingel," He answered, lowering his head in service.
"Ingel, you will come with me," She smiled to him, "Alone."
Rayth looked among Akia, and lowered his head in a response that shown her true power
over him.
Rayth noticed a change in Akia. Obsession. Those who have chosen upon themselves to
seek the Emerald Moon, fall into a dark spell. The Emerald holds much power, and only the
strong can overcome its powers that be.
Ingel followed Akia through the long walkway to a private room. Upon entering, she thrust
Ingel back onto the small bed heap, and slid her dress down to reveal a perfect naked body.
Ingel licked his lips, and reached out for her to come to him. Akia reached back, and pushed
down hard onto him. Without any hesitation, she pulled out his penis by the large round tip,
and slid him deep inside her slippery wet hole. He groaned loudly, and Akia tilted her head
backwards to the ceiling sifting through her own pleasures.
From down the hall, Rayth began to fill with anger. He was not too pleased with how Akia
presented herself. She was a Princess, wanting to be Queen. It was time, he felt, that she
awoke to a fresh reality.
Rayth paced slowly, then his heavy boots trampled the floor underneath. He made haste
down the long all, and stopped just a step outside the closed door. From where he stood,
moans were heard.
With one hard fist to the center of the door, it swung open smashing into the wall behind it.
Akia looked up, but didn't stop what she was doing. Ingel only gave wide eyes, before
returning to a trance of pleasure.
"Come now, Rayth. Are you going to watch me play, or come join in the fruits of the Gods?"
Akia opened and said to Rayth. It caught him off guard, but, his anger subsided.
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Rayth removed his shirt top, and slipped along side Akia as she still rode Ingel, softer then to
a halt. She pressed on Rayth leaning him backwards and curling forward to wrap her mouth
around a now, thick and stiff exposed cock.
Rayth fell into a deep trance himself, as the seduction overwhelmed his body and mind. Ingel
has long succumbed to the beauty and sex of Akia, and she herself was unaware
tremendously of her own actions. The consequences were great, the sex was fulfilling as the
sweet smell rose to the air. Her pussy opened then closed to wrap around Ingel's pleasuring
member.
As Akia moaned aloud, she dug her nails into Ingel's back, causing trails of blood leaking from
their wounds. Ingel was too far into the moment, that his bliss had blocked any pain that was
set upon him. His hands pulled on her hair, and she screamed and cooed at the same time,
juices dripping from her pussy and all over him.
Rayth wrapped his hand around his cock, and shot a thick stream into Akia's mouth. She
licked every last drop and enjoyed the tip of his dick lingering softly on her lips. He maintained
erection, and soon the two men switched so Rayth could feel the pleasures of his woman.
Rayth eased behind her and plunged his stiff cock into her from the rear. He was immediately,
but gently stroking her g-spot. He didn't want to make it too quick, so, he slowly progressed,
making sure that Akia was very happy with it.
Ingel had his large cock in Akia's mouth and was face fucking her as he slapped her across
the mouth. The pain she could feel, and it was good. Akia gave in to the pleasures of pain and
screamed, "Choke me! Choke me Ingel while I suck your cock! Oh God, Rayth, fuck my
pussy." Akia was rubbing her clit as every stroke from Rayth's cock made her cum down her
leg. The wetness was so pure, and so pleasurable.
Ingel choked her so she could feel pain, but still maintain the mind to continue working his
shaft. She relaxed her throat and took him in to the base. He could feel himself ready to burst,
but held in for as long as he could.
The force that hit her rear was great and she could feel herself tingle even as Rayth still
penetrated her hole. He raised his right hand and brought it down hard as it connected with
her right buttock leaving a perfect, fine red hand-print on her ass. She jumped, but it felt oh so
pleasuring to her. She sucked Ingel harder and faster as Rayth smacked her again. As he did
so, he thrust deep into her hole and shot a thick, sticky load inside her. Ingel couldn't hold it in
no longer himself, and he ejaculated down Akia's throat. She swallowed and showed tongue,
to prove that she loved every drop.
They laid there for a while, filling the bed as Akia rest her head on the pillow. The more time
that passed, the more reality set in to them.
Akia jumped, and realized what she had done. She rose from her spot, grabbed her dress
and ran from the room, holding it to cover her breasts. She hurried to the dining area and
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managed to utter, "We must find the Emerald Moon, and destroy it!"
As Akia finished, she blacked out and fell to the floor.
III: Reborn
Akia lay in her bed, under a deep sleep. Rayth relaxed next to her and stroked her fingers
with his own.
"Rayth," Ingel called, "You must know the true powers that the Emerald Moon holds."
"Tell me," Rayth said to him.
"The Emerald Moon possesses two halves. A light and a dark. It can bring life, or death.
Those who seek the Emerald Moon become obsessed. Akia became obsessed, as did I, and,
as did you," Ingel said to Rayth. "The only way to destroy the darkness inside, is to sacrifice
love."
"Love?" Rayth turned to look at Ingel.
"Yes."
"There will be no sacrifice from me," Rayth growled, and walked from the small room where
Akia lay.
"Rayth! Rayth, you must listen." Ingel continued to call. "The consequences could mean
death!"
"I do not believe this foolishness, Ingel."
"You may not. But the Emerald grows ever the more stronger as it pulls your spirit away,"
Ingel warned.
"Rubbish!"
Rayth made haste towards the room where Akia lie, now awake and ready to begin the
journey.
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"May God bless you both, and have mercy on your souls my friends," Ingel whispered in
prayer to them both.
As Akia dressed, Rayth grabbed his belongings, and looked on to Akia from her backside
doubting his feelings for the journey ahead.
"Oh, Rayth, my love?" Akia called to him.
"Yes, Akia?" He answered her call.
"I do not believe you would object to making love to me once more before we go," She said to
him, raising her dress and opening her legs to show her insatiable sex hole.
"No, my love," He answered, and grabbed hold of his fully erect fuck stick, stroking it in
preparation.
His large, muscular body lay over her and he entered his cock into her slippery pussy,
thrusting slowly as she could build up excitement for more.
"Oh, my pussy feels so good and wet. Fuck it harder!" She moaned.
Rayth pushed deep, raising her ass off the bed, and causing her body to shake and convulse.
At every few hard strokes, juices exited from the sides of her hole. Every orgasm nearly
brought tears to her eyes, and the moments were beyond the boundaries of pure pleasure.
Her mind whirled, and to dizzying heights as Rayth deepened his cock into her cunt, rubbing
against her G-spot, and causing her to bite onto his neck.
"Oh God, Baby! I love fucking your hot wet pussy!" Rayth growled sexually.
"Then fuck me harder, Baby."
Rayth bounced himself with each thrust, pounding her harder as her buttocks jiggled with
delight.
"Fuck me! Cum in me, cum in my pussy, Baby!" She begged.
Rayth released an intense shot of semen into her hole, and struggled to gain composure
himself as he last streams shot from his cock.
Akia released her own orgasm, but as an aftershock from still feelings in her pussy.
As they rested for a few minutes, they rose up to start their way to the Emerald Moon.
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The day had been long for them, having already traveled ninety nine percent of the way. The
hills, containing a small cavern near its center, were not much further.
Ingel led the way up a long dirt path running up the side of the tall hill. Rayth began to worry
about what would really happen. Akia grew tired, and weary.
"There it is!" Ingel called out from the distance ahead. "The Lost Caverns."
The three rode fast now to make their way to the entrance. As they came upon it, they
stopped and dismounted their horses.
"Rayth?" Ingel called. "Please, you must remember what I told you of the legend behind the
Emerald.
"I cannot do so, Ingel," Rayth answered, saddened deep.
Both men turned their heads to find that Akia had gone. "Oh no, where did she go to?" Ingel
thought.
They hurried into the cave entrance and followed every turn, finding splitting paths.
"What do we do?" Rayth nervously asked.
"Listen," Ingel paused, "Do you hear it?" He asked.
"Hear what?"
"The singing."
"No. Wait, yes. Yes I do," Rayth answered.
"Follow me," Ingel said, as he walked through different tunnels towards the sounds of a soft
lullaby.
As they both came to a large open area, Akia stood just ahead, looking down on a rock that
held the most luminous jewel any have ever set eyes on.
Akia slowly reached out to touch it, and as she did, she collapsed.
"No! No!" Rayth cried, and he ran to her, picking her up into his arms and whispering, "I Love
You," repeatedly to her.
Her eyes were near closed, and they both knew that the end was near for her.
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The cavern began to wither and crumble. It shook, and echoes of a near doom roared from
every direction.
"Rayth?" Ingel's voice rang in his head. "Rayth, you must remember."
As the rocks fell and the Emerald glow shined its brightest, Rayth knew what he must do. He
lowered her head, and slowly backed away.
Akia's eyes grew wide, as she feared he was leaving her to die; sacrificing her to her death.
He was not. In his heart, he was sacrificing his love for her, in hopes to dispel the curse and
proclaim his love once more to her.
Against the rock, Akia died as the walls collapsed around and rocks fell. Dust and debris
settled, and Akia lay in her spot no more.
Rayth and Ingel brushed themselves off and coughed up dust that had been breathed in.
They looked on to the rock, and a cloudy white mist swirled enchantingly around it. Rayth
noticed a face turn from within it and look into his eyes. It was Akia, and she smiled to him,
before disappearing. Both mens eyes grew in amazement as they noticed something on the
rock replacing the Emerald. They moved closer to it, and it revealed to be a newborn baby.
Rayth picked the child up, and held it close to his heart. "It's a girl," He said to Ingel.
"How do you know?"
"I know," He answered. "She is my child."
Ingel had witnessed the powers of the Emerald take place before his very eyes. Both men,
and child left the caverns and met their horses. as they mounted, they slowly began to ride
away as the sun rose highest in the sky, illuminating the fields beyond.
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TO WAKE THE DEAD
0: The Beginning
(Prequel)
[ The Theater ]
The woman strapped to the table screamed in horror as a tall man wearing a long, white coat
entered the room. blood had been smeared all over it, some spots dried and some fresh. In
his hand, he held a long blade, and he looked at it, and to her, and back again. His face held
no expression. He began to walk closer to her, calling out her name.
"Tam-a-raaaaaaa!" He called out to her.
Tamara screamed louder, then fainted.
The tall man laughed hysterically as he witnessed this.
"Man, fuck this shit!" William cursed at the movie screen.
"Sit down, you're embarrassing," Rose pleaded with him.
"This damn movie sucks!" He burst. "The acting is terrible!"
"Dammit, William!" Rose shook her head at him and said aloud.
"Let's just go," He said to her.
Rose agreed, as they both got up, and walked towards the entrance, leaving the movie room.
They noticed that nobody was around.
"Wow, this place is dead," William chuckled.
"What a goof," Rose responded.
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This particular movie theater never really had any good movies anymore. It was no surprise to
them that there weren't any other customers stopping in for a good flick.
Screams were heard from the next movie room over.
"That sounds like a good one playing," William commented. "Wonder what is showing?"
"Looks like it's that new romance one, with Kate Hawn," Rose said. She added, "That's
weird."
"Yeah, I feel uncomfortable now."
"Same."
Both of them walked to the entrance of Regional Cinemas, and stepped outside into the cool
night air. The parking lot was empty, except for one car left towards the back. It had been left
to rust for the past week.
"If there are no cars here, who the fuck is running the place?" Rose asked, confused.
"Umm, yeah. Two stoners, and a pervert," William answered.
"A pervert, eh?" Rose smiled at William. "Wanna be my pervert, cowboy?"
William gave a happy grin, and they began walking through the lot, and down the road.
[ Inside The Theater ]
"Light up another joint, bro," a short guy with a mo-hawk said to a long blond haired guy.
"Dude, I can't feel my fingers," The blond responded.
"Jeffrey, feel your fucking fingers!" The guy with the mo-hawk said to the blond again.
"Wait!" Jeffrey paused. "Maybe Sheila can help me feel my fingers," He finished.
"Heh, I don't know, bro," The first guy said. "She's a bitch, always playing by the rules, and
shit!"
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"Yeah, Brett, but she's got the hottest tits I have ever seen," Jeff said, rubbing his hands
around on the front of his shirt.
"Whatever," Brett commented.
"Hey Sheila, you around?" Jeff called out.
No response.
"Where the fuck is Jason's sorry ass anyways?" Jeff asked Brett.
Sheila walked into the room. "Probably playing with himself, or chasing some girl that he can't
have," She responded to his indirect question.
"Yeah, what a freak," Jeff said.
"Yeah, I caught him filming my ass the other day," She spoke, "But didn't turn him in. I don't
know why, but just didn't."
"Whatever you two, I'm out," Brett said as he jumped up and put on his jacket. "I've got a date
with Gina tonight, and I'm not gonna stand around by one cunt, when I could be fucking
another. No offense, Sheila," He finished.
"Oh my, what's a girl to do?" She answered sarcastically. "Suck my twat, fuck tard," She
finished, then smiled as she waved her middle finger.
"Yeah, yeah," Brett responded as he flipped her off, then pretending to suck on it.
Sheila giggled, then shook her head.
Brett walked out the door.
"Hey Sheila?" Jeffrey began, "Ten bucks to see those tits?"
[ William And Rose, Sittin' In A Tree. F-U-C.... ]
In the shadows, next to a large bank window in the drive-thru lane next to the building, William
held Rose' leg up as he had his pants to the ground. His cock was thrusting hard inside of her
wet hole. Her buttocks were being forcefully pushed against the wall, and if anyone was
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inside, they would not only witness a good show, but hear Rose scream in intense pleasure
as Will buried deep into her.
"Oh my God, I'm gonna cum!" Rose screamed as she released a wave of fluids that was too
much to contain. Her sticky cum dripped down her inner thighs, and soaked her panties.
Rose helped jerk William off, as she maintained composure, and bent down to take his still
hard shaft into her mouth. As she sucked on it, she tasted her juices and swallowed every
drop.
William moaned.
Rose stroked him back and forth, and sucked him even harder. Will's hands were pressed
against the building, but he lifted one hand and placed it on her head as he let go and came
into her mouth. She swallowed most, but pulled his cock from her mouth, pressed his tip
against her lips and rubbed his semen around.
William looked ahead, away from the building and saw shadows moving around in dim lit
areas.
"Eh, let's get out of here." He said to Rose. "I feel like we're being watched.
"Okay."
[ Back In The Theater ]
"You're such a fucking jerk, Jeffrey!" Sheila screamed at him.
"Come on, I'm paying you money to see you naked," He called after her as she started to
walk out of the projector room.
"Okay, fine!" She said angrily, but giving in. "But only a quick flash, you got it?"
"Anything you say," He agreed with her.
She paused, looked at him as she gave a mock smile, and pulled up her top to show her size
C breasts.
Jeff gained an instant erection, and as he promised, gave her the money.
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Sheila lowered her top.
"I'll give you more if you suck my dick," He added.
"I should punch you in the nuts!" Sheila said to him, angry and red faced.
He kept his attention to her.
"Okay, fine! I don't want you telling people that I did this, you got it?" She shook her fist at him.
He laid more money on the table next to him. She knelt down, unzipped his pants, and pulled
them away. His fully erect cock gave a short bounce as it popped out of its hold. Her right
hand grabbed the shaft and she slid it into her mouth. Her tongue licked up and down on him.
Her left hand pulled on his shirt, as her right pumped away, sucking him hard.
His mind raced at thoughts of him wanting to fuck her pussy. "I'm gonna cum!" He shouted.
Sheila grabbed at his cock and tried to back away. A long stream of semen shot out at her
hitting her neck and oozing down.
"You asshole!" Sheila cursed at Jeffrey.
"Oops," Was all he said to her.
She grabbed the money from the table, and fixed herself right, wiping off the previous load
from her neck with an extra work shirt.
"All of my cash for a fuck," He begged her.
"Okay, fuck that! I don't think so."
"Oh, come on!" He begged her more.
"Sorry, my shift is up. Talk to Rosey," She said, then left the room, and Jeffrey to himself. As
she clocked out, she walked down the stairway and entered the food court.
"Wow, this place is fucking dead," She commented, then left the building.
As she walked down the road towards a nearby pay-phone, a figure from the darkness
grabbed her from behind and knocked her out-cold.
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[ Mother And Daughter Alone ]
A woman stepped in front of her step-daughter, protecting her from an abusive father.
"Get the fuck out of my way, Betty!" A large man smelling of cheap whiskey and beer
screeched across the room. "I said move you cunt!"
"No! I won't let you hurt my child!" Betty screamed at the man. She grabbed a hard wooden
bat that was placed by the front door.
"What? Are you gonna hit me, Betty?" He laughed at her.
"I'll protect Natalie even if it kills me!" She said to him, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Promises, promises," He said, lunging at them both.
Betty swung the bat, and it connected with the left side of his head. Blood poured out as he hit
the floor.
Natalie hid behind Betty.
"Oh my God," Betty cried, then quickly pulled Natalie's arm to leave their home.
[ Sheila's Demise ]
Sheila woke up tied to a bed that she never been in. Above her loomed a figure that looked
familiar. As her eyes adjusted, she saw who it was. Jason.
"Untie me you fucker!" She screamed at him.
He didn't respond.
"Come on! Please untie me!" Sheila screamed louder, and moved wildly on the bed trying to
free herself.
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Jason swung his fist and punched the right side of Sheila's face, crushing her bone and
causing her to nearly black-out.
As she struggled to regain consciousness, Sheila wiggled and begged him to free her. "I won't
tell," She said trying to talk through broken teeth.
He picked up a shotgun, and aimed it to her face. As her eyes widened to meet the barrel, he
shot a load off and blew a hole into her face. Black burn marks covered most, and blood and
brain matter had saturated the sheets behind her body.
Jason took a sip from a bottle that he had sitting on a nightstand, and putit back down. He
unzipped his pants and was ready to do what he always wanted to do, even if she was a
corpse.
[ Remember William And Rose? ]
William ran ahead of Rose, trying to play a trick on her. He moaned loud and messed with the
bushes.
"Stop it Will! It's not funny," She said, feeling scared.
As she walked faster, she heard a sound, then silence.
"William?"
As she continued to call after him, she started to walk again. Something was tossed in front of
her, and what she saw made her scream. Williams head sat just in front of her torn from the
neck as blood poured out.
Rose screamed in horror and ran as fast as she could. Her journey took her to a nearby
neighborhood. As she ran down the street, she toppled over herself and smashed into the
pavement. The right side of her chin to the bottom of her right ear had a long gash. She stood
up quickly and held tight to her wounds.
As she continued running she passed a woman and child. They were on the move
themselves and heading towards a door to a home. Rose met eyes with the little girl, her eyes
frightened, but continued running faster to avoid death, or worse, at all costs.
The little girl was being pulled towards the front door to a home with an upstairs light on. The
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woman knocked hard, then began to bang loud.
[ Jason Meets Betty And Natalie ]
As knocks were heard on the door, Jason stood up from his position over Sheila's corpse and
pulled his pants up around his waist. Her body was now a battered mess, and he pulled a
sheet over her deceased frame. As he began to walk away, he caught the sheet accidentally
and it slid most of the way off.
"Oh well, we can all three play later," Jason mumbled as he hurried down the stairs and to the
front door.
As he opened it up, he saw a woman with a little girl holding her tight.
"Come in," He said to them smiling, offering them a place to sit.
Betty and Natalie sat on the couch.
"My name's Jason," He managed.
"I'm Betty, and this is Natalie," She responded, trying to be polite.
Jason tried to make small talk, catching glimpses of Natalie as he moved about the room.
For a little while, he was polite, though often, Betty became uncomfortable with his presence.
As he roamed the room, he found a pistol inside a drawer. "I'll add this to my collection," He
thought.
As Betty looked around the room, she noticed that the house had been boarded up already.
Betty became worried that she chose the wrong house.
"So, how old are you, Jason?" Betty asked him.
"Seventeen," He answered, looking around the house as if he was paranoid.
"Um, you're quite young," Betty said, trying to find something to say.
"I'm a man!" He said loudly.
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"Oh, I meant no harm by that."
Jason paced the room slower now.
Screams were heard by the three in the background behind the house.
"What was that?" Betty asked scared now.
"Don't worry, they won't be able to get in," He looked at her, giving a smile.
The sounds of car doors shutting down the street made Jason rush to the crack in the
boarded window to see who it was. He could barely tell, as he saw two people walk into their
house and close the door.
Jason dimmed the lights, and assured Betty and Natalie that everything would be just fine.
I: The Rise
[ And Now, It's Show Time ]
"Hurry, open the door!" Cried Gina. Her hands cupping herself as if it may help her to not
gush urine all down her long legs. Gina stood at 6'1", her hair black, eyes brown. Thin, but a
nice build. Her black skirt blew lightly in the wind.
"Okay, it's open," Replied Brett. His shorter and stocky frame of 5'11" stood at the door. His
hair in a mo-hawk, green, eyes bluish gray.
Gina made a dash for the restroom. The house was pitch black, and ominously quiet. Not that
it was out of the norm for any empty house to be so, but it felt much different. Neither one
paid much attention. Over the course of several hours, they both had shared numerous drinks
which included beer, several shots of tequila, bourbon, rum, and mixed drinks all night long.
It was a dark night, and the full moon glow shined down on the earth leaving a bluish light out
of the shadows. Before Brett took a step inside the front door, he glanced across the street
towards a darkened side of a neighbors house. From where he stood, he thought he could
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see a silhouette of someone facing him. He dismissed it as just a trick of the dark, and walked
inside shutting the heavy door behind him.
Gina finished up in the restroom, and pulled up her panties before facing the mirror. Her
makeup ran a bit, but otherwise didn't lose its perfection. The wind picked up outside, and the
trees blew with each strong gust. The sounds of scratching began outside, but Gina figured it
was the branches scratching the side of the house.
The bathroom door opened slightly, and there was a long pause. "Brett? Is that you?" She
called out. Gina stood in place and waited for a reply. A few seconds passed, and Brett
opened the door wide and began to sing and air guitar to a random punk tune.
"You fucking asshole!" She screamed at him, and shoved him out of the way as she headed
for their bedroom.
"I'm sorry," he called out after her, pacing slowly behind her.
Brett walked in behind Gina and closed the bedroom door behind them. Gina jumped onto the
bed and unbuttoned her top. "How sorry are you?" She whispered seductively.
"Oh, I'm so so sorry," He muttered almost stuttering.
"Will you show me just how sorry you are?"
"Oh yes."
"Strip for me."
Brett paused, then in an awful attempt at dancing, he was stopped by Gina, as she pushed
him back on the bed, and inched her way down to his shorts opening the belt. He moaned
slightly. As Gina fully opened his shorts, she pulled them down to his ankles and stared at his
half hard erection. She brought her mouth down to it and breathed heavily on it with hot
breath. He moaned some more.
"You like that?" she cooed. She unbuttoned her top all the way and dropped it to the floor. She
slid her fingers into each side of her panties and inched them down off her hips until they
were completely off of her body. "Do you want my pussy?"
Brett was left speechless at the site of her fully nude body pressing against him setting his
dick off into a rock hard pulsing frenzy. Pre-cum oozed a drop from the head and Gina took
the tip of her tongue and licked it off making Brett's cock twitch in anticipation.
"Did you like that?" She asked Brett, and paused to hear what he would say. He didn't speak,
but only smiled heavily and closed his eyes.
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She opened her mouth wide and took in his cock moving her tongue around as she sucked
him off. She kept a steady rhythm, and sucked his head while she cupped and massaged his
balls.
"Oh yeah. Suck me hard."
Gina relaxed her jaw and opened her throat deep to receive the whole shaft, as she deep
throated his dick. She pumped it hard as she blew him well, and jerked him off waiting for him
to explode in her mouth. She continued wildly and sucked more and more moving her tongue
and mouth up and down and around, until he squeezed the sheets tight and released a hot
thick load into her gaping mouth. It shot hard and she almost gagged on it, but took it in and
swallowed every last drop.
"Delicious," she said licking her lips. "Now eat my pussy you dirty bastard," She commanded.
Brett rolled her over and relaxed in between her thighs. Spreading her lips, he wiggled his
tongue and pushed deep into her hole licking up her juices. She ran her fingers through his
hair, mashing his face into her wet cunt. Her other hand fingered her clit, and she came hard.
Brett licked her clean and continued sucking her pussy. He stuck a few fingers in her and
jacked her pussy off while his tongue rotated, wiggled, and pressed deep into her. She
screamed loud as she received several orgasms back to back.
"Suck my pussy. Suck me you fucking bastard."
Her last orgasm forced its way out so hard, she arched her back, dug her finger nails into
Brett, and squeezed her thighs to almost cut off his circulation.
"Oh God, I can go for a joint," she said as she breathed heavily trying to catch her breath.
"Yeah, sounds like a plan," Brett responded regaining composure. He reached for his box. As
he opened it, he pulled out a small bag filled with a few large nuggets and some good shake.
"Oh fuck, no papers."
"You got a bowl?" She suggested.
"Hell yeah I do." He answered. He reached for it, pulled it out and filled the bowl with shake.
"Light it up," she said licking her lips both from anticipation and the taste of cum lingering
sweetly on her lips.
Brett lit up the bowl and inhaled deeply filling his mouth with pot. He held it, then released
feeling ready to choke, but did his best not to.
Gina grabbed it from him, and clicked the lighter making sure it was still lit. Brett grabbed his
dick and jerked himself hard again. While Gina took slow hits from the pipe, he leaned over
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laying her back and pushed his cock in deep. She hardly flinched as he pumped her slow but
steadily. She continued to take slow hits.
"Oh shit," she muttered. "Time for a refill." Brett didn't pay attention to her. He fucked her wet
sticky cunt harder and harder. She reached in the box, and grabbed the bag of shake. She
took it and filled up the bowl. It filled to the top. She lit up again and took constant, but slow
hits. Brett sucked on her nipples and licked on her neck as his dick slipped inside and out
making her pussy more wet and hot. Every dirty word he could think of escaped his mouth as
he flipped her over, grabbed her hips and shoved himself deep into her hole from behind her.
She moaned louder and louder now as he plowed, pulled her hair and screamed at her
fucking her and pushing every inch of himself inside her.
Gina took another hit, as she did her best to keep herself held up. "Cum in me. Cum deep in
my pussy." She planted her head into the pillow, then leaned up to take another hit.
Brett pounded hard into her, let out a loud scream and shot a thick, powerful load into her
sloppy dripping cunt hole. He stayed inside her, and Gina giggled a bit.
"Good for you?" She asked, then took another hit emptying the bowl completely. "I'm so
fucking blown."
They both lay back and passed out next to each other naked. Gina's hand rest wrapped
around Brett's cock and occasionally she would jerk it for a slight second. Then, it became
completely quiet again.
Outside the house, the scratching returned. Moans of a darker kind were present as well.
Brett kissed Gina's forehead, then got up to go to the restroom. He entered the bathroom, and
stood over the toilet to take a piss. He heard a noise outside the house, but thought, "Neh,"
and continued. After he finished he stopped to look at himself in the mirror. He flexed his
chest, and out of the corner of his eye, a shadow moved past the window. Naked, but
fearless, he headed for the back door and opened it, ready to let whoever it was have a piece
of his fist. Nobody was there. As he began to turn around to head back inside, he was
attacked sending him backwards onto the ground staring into the deep hollowed eyes of the
dead. He tried to scream, but the creature thrust Brett's head into the ground and bit into his
throat. Blood began to gush, and he twitched and tried to add pressure to his wound. It was
too deep to keep in control.
Moans began to sound in the background. Brett lay on the ground unable to move, and as he
took his last breath, his grip let go of his killer. Two more zombies came out of the darkness to
feast on his flesh. His bloody, naked body ripped apart and plated on the cold earth strung
about as a feast for the dead. His eyes lost.
Gina opened her eyes and moved her hand to touch Brett and cuddle next to him. He wasn't
there, so Gina got up to check on him. Her head spinning, and her body shivering. She
grabbed a robe, and put it on. Her cold nipples poking at the robe tenting it a little. She moved
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toward the restroom, and seen he wasn't in there. Moving towards the kitchen, the lights
remained out. The back door slightly ajar added concern, and she walked slowly towards it
opening it up and looking around outside to see what was going on. She looked down around
the ground. There was nothing. Not Brett's body was no longer there. She looked up as she
heard a noise coming from behind the garage.
"Brett? Do you need some help?" She asked calling for him.
As she called his name again, Brett's head dropped to the ground, exposing it's bloody skin
and flesh. Gina screamed and turned to reenter the back door, but a moaning dark figure
neared her preventing her from going back. She ran around the house, and down the block
screaming for help. Screams were faintly heard in the background, and figures in the
darkness looked on towards her. As she ran further down the street. she tripped and fell to the
ground banging the side of her head. Gina was knocked out.
[ Waking Up ]
Gina woke up to gunshots. She lay on a couch as a woman, along with her little girl looked
over her to make sure she was alright. Looking around, she noticed the house was dimly lit,
the windows and door boarded up tight, and a boy, maybe 16 or so, enter the room. His rifle
propped on his shoulder, and a pistol held in the front of his pants.
"Are you okay?" He asked Gina.
"I think so." She answered, rubbing her head.
"My name is Jason." He introduced himself.
"I'm Betty." The woman said. "This here is my step-daughter, Natalie." She continued.
"Hey." Gina said. "How are you?" She tried reaching for the girls hand.
Natalie held tighter to her step-mother.
"She's just scared. We're all scared. I don't know what's happening." Betty spoke, beginning
to cry.
"We'll be fine." Jason assured. The other three were too frightened to believe it.
Screams and groans were growing louder outside, and Jason held his rifle as he walked
towards the front. He opened a small hole in the front of the house, and poked his rifle out
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taking a shot at something as screams were heard. Another blast, then silence. Another shot,
and a loud pop was heard as it hit its target.
"Blew its fucking head right off!" Jason yelled in victory.
Natalie held onto Betty even tighter.
Jason spit to the floor, and closed the hole. He set the gun next to the wall, and walked
towards Gina. "So, how about a little kiss for your savior?" he asked, staring sharply into her
eyes.
"What?" She returned, in a serious tone.
"I am your rescuer, and I think I deserve something in return." He said, cracking his knuckles.
"Or I could throw you right back out there."
"You got to be kidding me?" She said nervously.
Jason grabbed her by her robe opening it up revealing her tall naked frame. Gina smacked
him in the face and he threw her onto the floor. "I guess it's out to the wolves, Darlin'" He
hissed, grabbing her around the throat.
Natalie screamed and Jason went to backhand her. He almost made contact when Gina
screamed, "Okay! I'll do it. Okay."
Jason grabbed her again and drug her into the next room. He stood her up and pressed hard
into her taking her robe completely off. He grabbed the pistol, and pointed it towards her head
as he unfastened his belt, and dropped his pants.
Gina grabbed hold of his penis and jerked him off. He moaned a little and stared into her
eyes.
"Want me to blow you?" she said sounding horny, convincing Jason.
"No. No, I don't want you biting it off." He answered. He was about to stick it inside her, when
a scream outside turned his head around. Gina kneed him in the groin sending him down
hard to the floor.
"Fuck!" he screamed out.
Gina ran towards the back of the house, unlocked and opened the door for escape.
Jason recollected himself and ran towards the back. Seeing the door was open, he walked
out looking fast and hard in all directions. As he stood there holding his pistol out to shoot on
sight, the door behind him slammed shut. The sounds of locks were heard. Jason ran towards
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the door, and banged on it.
On the other side of the door Gina stood and backed away before turning around towards the
front room. She watched Natalie cry and squeeze Betty harder, too frightened to look up.
Gunshots were heard blasting away out the back, and screams rang as Jason became victim
to the ravenous flesh eating creatures.
Holding herself to cover her nudity, Gina asked, "Do you live here?"
"No. We ran here trying to find shelter." Betty said scared, but calming herself.
Gina looked around.
"I don't know if this was his house either. This place doesn't look right for him. It's a family
home, and I haven't seen any pictures with his face on them." Betty said, as she thought
more.
"Stay here. I'm going to check upstairs." Gina told Betty. She headed towards the stairs and
slowly walked up them keeping her eye on everything, and anything. A light glowed from
underneath a door. Gina walked towards it, and opened it up. Slowly the door creaked open
and in the center of the room, a corpse lay tied to the bed.
"Grotesque." Gina thought.
The body of a woman, maybe early twenties lay decaying, mouth hanging open and eyes
rolled back into her skull. There were no clothes left to cover the body. Gina pulled the sheet
that almost hung completely off the bed over her, covering her dead frame in respect.
As Gina turned towards the closet to search for clothing to cover her own body, a thud was
heard from just inside it. Scratching and groans began. Gina turned around towards the door.
As she walked through, she shut the door. She walked down the stairs to meet once again
Betty and Natalie.
Betty asked, "Everything okay? Did you find any clothes?"
"Dumb question." Gina thought. "No. Can I have your shirt?" She asked, extending her hand.
Betty sat up, as Natalie let go her grip around her waist, and pulled her shirt from over her
head. Her breast filling her large bra. Betty's body wasn't large, but fit. Her breast were just
big enough for her body to hold.
Gina grabbed hold of the shirt and put it on. It slid down her body and felt soft to her skin. The
length just reached the middle of her hips and didn't cover much of her vagina. Even though it
didn't, Gina thanked her.
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"You're welcome." Betty answered.
"We have to go." Gina proposed. "We have to get out of here and go somewhere a little more
safe."
"Okay." Betty acknowledged.
"I'm scared." Natalie whispered to Betty.
"It's gonna be alright." Betty said, assuring her that she'd be taken care of.
"Okay, I think that the back is the only exit here. Everywhere else seems to be boarded up
pretty good." Gina said, as she grabbed a poker by an unusable fireplace.
Natalie let go of Betty. "I can be tough." She said.
"I believe you can be." Gina answered, filling Natalie with courage.
"Okay. Time to go." Gina led the troop towards the back, and as they got to the door, Gina
peered through a crack in the boards at the window. No sign of movement. She opened the
door slowly, and they hurried out scared, but trying to be brave. They moved out the back,
and around the house. Moans were heard in the distance, but not too close.
"okay, it all seems clear." Gina called. A zombie stepped out from the shadows, and lunged
toward Gina. Natalie screamed. It was Jason. His eyes gray, and face bitten into as blood
dripped from an open wound. His arms extended and grabbed at Gina. As Jason's corpse
continued to swing and claw at her, Gina swung the iron poker and crushed his skull in,
leaving a coagulated spurt of blood dribble slow out the side of his brains.
"Oh fuck!" Betty shouted. Natalie's mouth hung open and eyes wide as she witnessed the
dark event.
Gina took a deep breath and said, "Okay, let's go."
The streets were lit up by the streetlights lined down the way. Gina began to run, with her
breasts bouncing underneath the shirt given by Betty. Betty's breasts were bouncing hard
causing her to breath heavier to catch a breath. Natalie ran with ease, but being younger, had
a harder time catching a good breath.
"Over there!" Gina pointed. "The car is running." The three ran towards the powered vehicle
as Gina peered inside to make sure nobody was present. Surprisingly, no one existed, and
the three entered the car as fast as they could.
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[ 5 Miles Away ]
In an RV, parked in a deserted lot, a couple lay fucking in their bed.
"Uh, uh, keep going David." The woman moaned.
David held the woman's waist from behind, and penetrated her pussy with his 9 1/2 inch cock.
"Harder?" he asked.
"Oh God yeah. Fuck me harder!" she moaned.
David, being in his early twenties, had stamina, and his cock filled his forty three year old sex
partner whole making her shake and cum fast, and cry out in lust for more.
"Just like that! More." She cried.
"Oh, Mrs. Tabernacle," He moaned.
"Miranda! Call me Miranda!" She cried, as David's pulsating cock filled her hole making her
cum again dripping down his shaft.
Miranda Tabernacle was a woman that lived next door to him for years. After the chaos, David
took the chance to finally get her into bed.
Miranda wanted the same. Now that her husband was dead, she had her chance, and slipped
down to take David's cock into her mouth. She opened her mouth and bobbed up and down,
slipping the skin in and out as she tasted the juices she left behind. She loved her taste, and it
made her suck harder on him making his body shake.
As she continued her blowjob, David wrapped both hands around the back of her head. He
pulled on her head as she stroked his cock with her mouth, building pressure in his balls. He
moaned louder. "I'm gonna cum." He cried.
"Cum in my mouth." Miranda said, continuing to suck him hard.
As She kept her lips wrapped around his shaft, tasting the flesh with her tongue, David
gripped the back of her neck, and shot streams of cum down her throat. She could hardly
contain it all, and some dribbled from the side of her mouth. She popped his cock out of her
mouth, still holding it, and licked her lips to collect every ounce of semen he left behind.
"Fuck me again, baby." She whispered.
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David became hard again and plunged his long love stick inside Miranda's super wet hole
filling her with joy at each stroke. David pumped her fast and hard taking deep, steady
breath's and keeping a good pace. Miranda's body shuddered as she came. As David thrust
harder, Miranda came again.
"You like it when I fuck your pussy, baby? You like my big hard dick filling you up and making
you cum?" He said, talking dirty as he banged her cunt with might.
"Yeah, baby. Fill me up. Fill my pussy, baby. Fuck me harder." She begged.
David popped his dick out of her waiting hole, and pushed it next to her to tease. She
moaned, and he slid it back inside her making the feeling so unbearable she came hard and
bit his lower lip with ecstasy.
He continued thrusting and beating up her cunt lips as she begged and moaned for him to do
it harder. He rammed her pussy hard hitting her clit through the skin and made her cum again.
"I'm gonna cum again." He said and she held onto his hips to let him shoot his load inside her.
His semen ejaculated hitting the walls and dripping both down inside her, and out of her down
her buttocks and onto the sheets.
"Oh my God!" she cried. "Even my husband couldn't fuck me like you did!"
David lay back with a smile on his face. He finally fucked his long time crush.
As they lay next to each other, the outside filled with the moans and screams of the dead.
David got up, put on clothes and hurried to the wheel of the big vehicle. He started it up, and
put it into gear as he made way towards the nearest road.
[ Down The Highway ]
Gina and company drove down the highway, noticing the emptiness surrounding them. No
cars in sight. Natalie lay asleep in the back seat, and Betty wasn't too far off as Gina
continued to drive. The windows remained up so as not to let in the cold breeze, and also no
intruders.
The road seemed to get darker in some points. Gina would drive along, be in light for a few
seconds, then near darkness the next few seconds. Bodies were sprawled out in the road.
Blood splattered everywhere as the corpses remained still. Gina stopped the car, and looked
quickly around the way to see how she would make her way past. As she looked, a zombie
screamed towards her. Her foot slammed the gas pedal, and the car sped off leaving it
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behind.
Betty and Natalie woke up to screeching tires and screams. Gina looked into the rear view
mirror to see the two shaking. Her eyes adjusted further back and seen the same zombie
slowly pulling itself up onto the back of the trunk. Gina kept her speed, and tried to figure out
a way to get rid of it without seriously injuring either one of themselves.
Gina had a plan. "Okay you two. I'm going to toss it off the side, but it requires me to slam on
my brakes. I'm gonna spin out and I know it sounds dangerous, but you have to trust me."
She finished.
"Do it!" Betty screamed, watching the zombie close in on them. She held Natalie tight as Gina
grabbed the wheel, jerked to the side as she hit the brakes. The car spun around almost
completely as the corpse lost its grip, flying off the side and crashing to the ground. Its skull
smashed in, as dark chunks oozed from the open wound. Gina tapped the gas and let loose
the brakes sliding now into the spin, then straightening the car out towards the same direction
they were heading. Without a seconds hesitation, they peeled out and were on their way.
"Oh shit!" Natalie screamed.
"Natalie!" Betty laughed. "It's alright, honey." She continued.
Gina drove down the road stopping slowly and looking around as they entered an open lot at
K-Mart's. The car came to a halt, as the car putted. The car died, making the three feel
uneasy. Gina looked in the dash to see the gas gage at empty. Exiting the vehicle, she looked
under the car to see the last remaining drops empty from the fuel line.
"Oh, fuck!" Gina said, angered. "Just fucking great."
"What is it?" Betty asked.
"We're definitely going to have to get inside." She said, pointing to the building with the large
K on the front above the doors.
"Sigh," Betty exhaled. "Okay, honey, we're going to go inside." She talked to Natalie.
"Okay," Natalie answered, not feeling so much scared as before.
Gina walked quickly, but slow enough for the others to catch up. The lot stay lit up by the
lights shining from atop the large poles. The inside of the building remained lit up as well. Not
a person in sight. They walked to the front doors, and pulled slowly on them.
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[ Two Lovers Inside ]
Locked inside the women's restroom, a young couple were spending perhaps, their last bit of
time together. Their bodies almost completely naked except for shoes to keep their feet clean
from the disgusting floor. Their clothes draped over the sink, and against another, the girl
leaned back, moaning in pleasure. The man penetrating her vagina with his very erect penis.
The sink shook hard as if to break away from its position on the wall. The young man thrust
deep into her slippery hole, filling her deep and causing her to convulse as her body gave way
to multiple orgasms.
"I love you, Thomas," The girl said, shaking and moaning as her vaginal orifice was willingly
violated.
Thomas kept going, kissing the girl on her mouth, and tasting her saliva.
What they both knew and understood, was that the girl had been bitten on her arm. The
wound darkening, and her body increasingly growing cold, they were spending their last bit of
life making love.
"Tanya, I love you too!" Thomas cried to her, holding her close as he filled her cunt with his
cock. Her cries were deepening, and tears slowly stopped falling. Thomas still held her close,
closing his eyes as his thick member let loose a powerful shot of semen. Her waiting hole
filling up, and then dribbling out its entire contents.
Thomas looked down as her muscles loosened, and he noticed his cum dribbling out. As he
looked up to his beloved, Tanya, her eyes were now white. The outside walls were almost
bloodshot, and she stared blankly at Thomas. As Thomas had thoughts of changing his mind,
and leaving his place in the restroom, Tanya's corpse had other plans as she lunged for him,
grappling his back. Thomas screamed.
[ Breaking In? ]
Gina and company pulled on the doors. They were locked. As they tried to think of how they
were going to enter, Natalie pulled on a door at the end, and it fell open.
"Here!" Natalie yelled.
Gina and Betty ran to her, and quickly entered the building, making sure that the door was
locked behind them this time.
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Walking into the next set of doors, they looked around into the semi-large sized inside. Lights
were on, and the place seemed to be un-trashed. It was a relief to them, but there seemed to
be an uncomfortable silence to it all. They moved slowly in, and Gina led the way to the ladies
department. Betty grabbed a shirt and put it on to cover her hanging breasts. The shirt was
thin, and they pressed against the cotton. Betty stared at herself and pulled on her tits feeling
sexy as she looked back up and stopped. She giggled. "Sorry." She said, feeling slightly
embarrassed.
"It's okay," Gina answered.
Gina grabbed herself a pair of black pants, a small form fitting shirt, and a pair of black shoes.
She looked in the mirror by the shoes at her own figure. Comfortable, sexy, and perfect for
moving about.
Natalie giggled a bit, then Betty joined in. Gina couldn't help but do the same.
"I have to go to the potty, mommy" Natalie chimed in.
"Okay kiddo," Betty responded, pulling her hand towards the back where the big restroom
sign hung.
Gina stepped over to the Sporting Department. While K-Mart never had much to offer in
sporting equipment and hunting gear, they certainly had enough there to use. Gina did not
hesitate to grab a belt, and pouch. She hooked it around her waist, and grabbed a shotgun
from behind the counter. As she did so, she looked down to see an officer dead. His large
body still, and a bullet wound was visible entering from under his chin to the top of his head.
An apparent suicide. The handgun still in his hand, and two clips on his belt. Gina reached
down to grab it, nervous that he might waken to bite her. His body lay still. He was dead, as
the bullet must have obliterated his brain.
As Gina grabbed hold of the gun, she checked the clip, and slid it back in. Full minus one
round. She fitted it in her belt, and stuck the clips in the bag. Hurriedly, she snatched a few
boxes of shells for the shotgun, and stuffed them into the pouch. She reached over to grab a
second bag to fit more in.
As she was looking around for anything else that may be useful, her ears perked as Natalie's
screams filled the store. Gina ran towards the back. As she made her way to the restrooms,
she noticed a zombie attacking Betty, and biting into her breast. Betty bounced back against
the wall as a second zombie grabbed her at the side, pulling her head towards it and ripping
open her throat. Blood poured as Betty fell to the ground. Gina pulled the pistol out of her belt,
and unloaded a round in the male zombies brains. She aimed again and blew the female
zombies head clean off. Pieces of brain and blood ran down the wall. Betty fought to breathe,
but blood filled her lungs and oxygen never made it through. Her body slumped over and she
died.
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Gina yanked on Natalie's arm and held her tight, but hurried towards the front of the building
to make an escape. Gina and Natalie looked out towards the lot, and their eyes opened wide.
Hordes of the undead were inching their way to them, moaning and screaming. As Gina
loaded the shotgun and pumped it, she watched as a big RV came from the left and smashed
into a small groups of zombies.
"Die again, you fuckers!" A younger man screamed at the dead.
"Hurry! Get inside!" An older woman yelled, beckoning the two to enter.
Gina pulled Natalie inside, and quickly sat down on the small couch. Iron bars were welded to
the windows, and a large lock fit the door, holding it in place.
The man noticed Gina looking at them and said, "It was my dad's RV. He was a crazy ass
kind of guy. Always thought that the dead would come back to get him." He continued. "we
always thought he was a schizo or something. Turns out the mother fucker was right." He
rambled on.
"I'm Miranda," The older woman introduced herself. "That there is David."
"Thank you," Gina spoke, holding Natalie tight.
As the RV drove on, Natalie began to cry. Gina comforted her and stroked her hair. Her sobs
lightened and she eventually fell into a deep sleep.
"Well, she must have been really tired," Miranda said, handing Gina a cup of instant coffee. "I
had to heat it up in the microwave."
"Oh, it's okay." Gina thanked her, taking a sip.
David smiled at their reflections in the mirror. The RV pressed on, heading for the next town.
Miranda turned on the television and most of the stations were static, or the Emergency
Broadcast System. One channel though had a pre-recorded feed. The man behind the news
desk looked into the camera, and spoke to the general public.
"Some time ago, we had gotten word about strange occurrences happening in this city, and all
surrounding areas. reports of zombies devouring the flesh of victims have rapidly developed,
and in return, their victims rose and killed in the same manner. We strongly advise anyone out
there to lock their doors. Stay on higher ground, and avoid all contact with these zombies. If
anyone does indeed find themselves face to face with the dead, run, and if necessary, use
blunt force to the head. Decapitation, crushing the brain, or shooting them directly into their
head will put them down permanently. Do not attempt to rescue or help any of your loved
ones." He announced.
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As Gina and Miranda watched this, David slammed on his brakes.
"What the hell?" Miranda blurted, as she turned around to the front.
"Look," is all David said. Shining in the headlights was two army stationed jeeps. A small
barricade was set in front of the bridge. A small crew of men stood firm in the front and looked
inside the vehicle.
"Yes!" David screamed. "We're safe."
Miranda grabbed his arm as David opened the door. Stepping out he began to make his way
towards the group. The men greeted David and Miranda as they approached. Gina and
Natalie felt unsure of their surroundings.
"I need you to wait here, Natalie." Gina told her.
"No, don't go," Natalie cried. "I don't want you to leave me, please."
"I promise I will be right back," She whispered. "I'll be right outside. You can see me standing
right there." She assured Natalie.
"Hurry back, Gina." Natalie said, scared.
"Lock this door behind me." Gina said, as she stepped outside and shut the door. Natalie
locked it and stepped back, sitting back down on the small couch.
Gina walked over to the men. They were all dressed in Army fatigue, and loaded top to
bottom with military grade weaponry. Gunshots were heard in the distance, and small
explosions sprang from different areas.
Out of the darkness, a group of zombies moved in. Shots were fired as the military men
blasted through over a dozen bodies, tearing off limbs and shattering the skulls of their
opponents.
As they continued unloading round after round, Gina ran to the RV. She banged on the door
for almost 10 seconds, then click, and the door swung open. Natalie stood in front of Gina
with eyes open wide. Gina jumped inside and locked the door. Outside, the group of the dead
were growing and mauled everything in sight. David crawled across the ground, pulling
helplessly with his torn hand. Miranda's body was ripped to pieces, and was being eaten
away by the undead.
Gina checked the lock on the door twice, and jumped into the front seat. No keys in the
ignition.
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"Oh fuck!" Gina screamed. As she looked ahead toward the front of the RV, there they lay.
twenty or so feet from a group of the cannibalistic creatures. Gina ran to the door, drawing the
pistol from her belt. She held it up, and unlocked the door. As she opened it, she made a dash
for the keys. Natalie shut the door and locked it again. As Gina snatched the keys from the
ground, she was noticed. Making haste, she ran back to the big vehicle shooting at the heads
of her enemies. Once to the door, it was opened by Natalie. Again, Gina locked it behind her
and wasted no time starting the RV up. She backed it up, and right turned to the opposite
direction. Her mind was set.
"Let's get as far away from here as possible." Gina said, feeling a small weight lift from her
shoulders.
As Natalie sat in the next seat by Gina, she fastened her seat belt tight. They were heading
for somewhere safe, if there was such a place through all the chaos. The sun began to rise,
as they made their way to their next destination.
II: Natalie's War
[ Natalie ]
Seven years had passed and Natalie stood in the midst of dust and debris, 18 years of age,
and all woman. She stood at 5'11", muscular build on a thin frame, with dark brown hair and
hazel eyes.
The summer heat felt harsh on her skin as the air filled with smoke. The war between the
living and the dead had come, and many survivors kept shelter in underground holds,
buildings that were boarded up tight, and even prisons that were kept locked tight. Zombies
were still weak, but grew desperate as their need to feed became more aggressive.
Gina had long since died. An attack on her and Natalie on the outskirts of Ohio left Gina in a
state of shock. Her throat had been ripped out, and her left hand ripped clean off. Gina died in
Natalie's arms, as Natalie was only 15 years of age.
As Natalie stood on rubble, and looked around, zombies shuffled towards her, moaning and
biting at her. Natalie pulled out her pistol from her belt and took aim for one of their heads.
She fired, and it dropped to the ground as its head exploded. As she took aim for another, a
zombie jumped at her from the side. It grabbed at her trying to bite her, and rip at her body. It
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succeeded in tearing half her shirt off, when she stuck the barrel to its forehead and let it pop
a round through the zombie brain. Coagulated blood splattered like goo into the air, and the
creature dropped to the side. Natalie lifted herself up, and ran for hiding.
Natalie made it to a building, and crept inside. All the windows were already boarded up, but
some looked unstable. Finding a switch, she flipped it to see if lights would work. Nothing.
The place was dim, with some light spots from holes in the roof. Natalie made her way
through the place, and saw a flashlight sitting upright on a table. She grabbed it, and flipped
the switch. The light shined bright as she pointed it forward in front of her, and again made
her way around. Silence everywhere.
As Natalie stepped into the center of the warehouse building, she looked up to see several
decayed bodies hanging from ropes and cables. They were not moving, and that only assured
Natalie more that to become one of them, you need only be bitten by one.
The smell of rotting flesh filled the air, and Natalie walked on holding her weapon in front, in
case of a surprise attack. Towards the back, the sounds of someone beating on a metal door
of some sort. Natalie gripped her pistol tightly, creeping slow at first, then faster readying
herself for anything. As she looked around the corner, a large steel door was shut, but
screams were heard from just behind it. Natalie walked closer to the door, gripped the handle
as it released the outer lock, and yanked it open.
"What the fuck!" A dirty man screamed, as he came face to face with the end of the gun.
"Who the fuck are you?" Natalie boomed. "What were you doing in there? Are you infected?"
She screamed back.
"No! No, I'm not one of them. I haven't been bitten, see?" The man said as he showed her
every part of his body.
"Put your fucking clothes back on," Natalie said, as the man did as he was told.
"I'm Nash," The man spoke, shaking nervously.
"I'm Natalie," She answered, "Come with me."
They walked away from the run down freezer hold where Nash had sat dorment in hiding.
They scrambled over piles of dirt, and Nash almost froze as he saw the bodies that hung over
them. His eyes widened as he noticed the upright darkened blue faces, with tongues hanging
from the mouths.
"I....I..I worked here once, you know," Nash told her, still shaking.
"Quiet!" They paused.
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Down a corridor, shadows piled on the walls, as moans and screams echoed in the distance.
The zombies were moving quicker, and their need to feed was becoming more vital to their
survival.
"Run!" Natalie alarmed Nash. They ran out from the building, and down the empty road
escaping the group of flesh eaters.
Behind a large dump area, a tanker roared as it crashed through taking a handful of zombies
along for the ride.
"Whoa," Nash muttered.
The tanker came to a sudden halt, and Natalie looked up into the cab, waving her gun to the
driver.
"Oh get in! I'm not gonna hurt ya." A large man grumbled.
Natalie walked to the passenger side of the cab, and hopped in the front seat, leaving the
small back area for Nash to sit in.
"This town is thick with 'em," The trucker said, "So I suggest we make a run for it, and head
straight for the next one," He finished.
"They are everywhere," Natalie said, almost interrupting the driver. "Where do you suggest we
go?" She concluded.
"My brother's weapon shop," He answered.
Natalie had a smile on her face, and asked, "How much?"
"Everything, Darlin'" He assured her. "Just about every kind of weapon you can think of."
"What's the catch?" Natalie asked, wondering if there was a motive.
"Well, I'd let you blow my dick, but it hasn't worked since 1987." He said to Natalie. "My
brother shot a hole in it."
Natalie chuckled a bit, and Nash let out a laugh. The man put on a smile and continued to
drive.
"I'm Rico by the way," The man introduced himself.
"Natalie. Shakes back there is Nash," She responded.
"Hey now," Nash looked up at her.
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The three headed for the next city over, passing corpses in the road, and even smashing
head on a few walkers. Dust and blood spilled from their heads as they landed on the
pavement. They continued on their journey.
[ Helvon City ]
"Here we are," Rico announced. "Hell City," He laughed.
"Okay! Let's get in, and get the fuck out!" Natalie commanded as she hopped out of the
passenger side, landing firm on the ground below.
"She always like this?" Rico asked Nash.
"Unfortunately," Nash responded, slightly less shaky as he talked.
"I like 'em rough," Rico blared, putting another smile on as he too hopped from the cab. Nash
followed.
Natalie took aim with her pistol and was about to shoot at the padlock on the gated door,
when Rico stepped in hollering, "Wait! I have the key."
Natalie stepped back as Rico unlocked the padlock and pulled open the gate. It made a
rough, rusty noise. As Rico unlocked the main door-lock, he pushed open the door. A bell
tinked upon entering.
Each one scrambled quickly to find fitting pistols, and gun belts.
Natalie broke the pistol case, and reached for two matching Berettas. Stacks of ammo were
on a shelf behind the counter, and she quickly grabbed a pouch to fill.
"Here, take this," Rico tossed her a pump action shotgun. She grabbed a bag this time, and
filled it with extra pistols and ammo.
Nash walked with Rico to a digital safe hidden in the back. Rico tapped in the code, and the
door unlocked. Dust fell from the top, and as it cleared, a set of custom uzis sat directly in the
middle.
"May I?" Nash asked Rico with a spark in his eyes.
"Hell if you can use 'em, you can keep 'em," Rico answered, reaching for the top as his hands
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grazed his brothers classic 9mm beretta.

"Bingo."
They walked back out to the floor, as Nash continued to adore his new weaponry.
"Don't forget these," Rico said, tossing a small bag full of clips to Nash.
"Let's lock it up," Natalie said to the other two. "Darkness falls, and we need rest for the day
ahead."
"Good thinkin'" Rico answered, locking the gate, and then the main door. "This place is sealed
up tight," He assured them. "We'll be safe."
Natalie moved to the safe room to set up a small spot to sleep in. Nash followed.
Rico opened the door to an empty storage room, and huddled there. He looked in the corner,
and saw a small box filled with dusty bottles. As he reached in, he grabbed one and dusted it
off. "Whiskey," He mumbled. "Brother, you shouldn't have," He toasted the air.
In the other room, Nash sat down next to Natalie. "I think today is my birthday," He said,
unsure of what the days date was.
"You don't know?" She asked him.
"Not really. I tried to keep track, but I was locked inside of a freezer for days. Thank God it
didn't work," He opened to Natalie. "The smell was horrible." He tried to laugh a little.
"Hey look, I'm sorry if I upset you by the things I say," She said to Nash. "It's been so long
since I was around the living, I almost thought I was the only one left. Then I met you, and I
immediately took control. If I'm not, then anything could happen."
"It's okay."
She continued. "I lost a dear friend of mine three years ago. She was my protector. She died
trying to save me." Natalie began to cry a little, with tears welling in her eyes.
"Hey," Nash interrupted, "It's going to be alright. I'm not so bad. I'll protect you any way I can.
Nash put his arms around her shoulder and pulled her close. Natalie admired his body, feeling
comforted and protected under his tall, slim figure. Looking into his brown eyes, she said to
him, "I'm a virgin."
"I.....it's okay."
"I want to have sex....with you, now," She stammered out, as she lifted her top over her small
but perky breasts.
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Nash's eyes opened wide as he reached out to touch one of them. They were soft in his hand,
and he leaned in to take her right nipple into his mouth. He began to suckle on it and taste it
as he wiggled his tongue gently.
"Oh, that's so nice," Natalie said under her breath.
Nash lifted up and took off his shirt, revealing a rather built chest considering his actual build.
Natalie looked on as she undone the strap on her pants and pulled them down off her legs.
Her excitement unmasked her true self as she slowly, and sensually lowered her panties
down past her ankles, and off the end of her feet.
"Wow, you look incredible," Nash gulped as he spoke. He quickly unfastened his pants, and
pulled them off his legs. Down went his boxers too, as he slid them off. He admired and lusted
now for Natalie's slightly fuzzy, pink mound.
"Just fuck me!" Natalie demanded, as Nash stroked his fully erect penis preparing for entry.
"Take it slow," She paused, making sure that he heard her.
As Nash placed the tip to her virgin hole, he slowly pressed in, making Natalie jump, then let
go. He pressed further inside, as her tight cunt wrapped around his shaft. He pressed harder,
and felt himself reach the end as his body pressed tight against hers.
"It hurts," She said feeling pain.
"It will go away, I promise," Nash assured her, still pressing in deep.
As he continued to press in, he pulled out a little, and pushed easily back inside. The pain
soon went away, and Nash thrust his hard cock into her fulfilling pussy. She winced at first,
then began to moan as he stroked in and out feeling the walls of her caverns wrap tight
around him.
Rico looked up from his spot to the doorway, as he heard Natalie moan in pleasure. "Oh hell,"
He said as he looked down at his dick. "Can't use that," He groaned. "I can still eat pussy!" He
yelled into the hallway. Natalie continued to moan.
Nash pounded now at her willing cunt, and she moaned louder nearing her very first orgasm.
"I think I'm gonna cum!" She screamed, excited that it was going to happen. She released an
intense, wet orgasm that leaked down Nash' shaft. He continued to thrust harder as he held
back his own orgasm hungering for more of her tiny pussy. The lips hugged his cock as he
moved in and out at a fast pace. He couldn't hold in much longer his own, and let go a hot
load of cum filling her womb. They pressed together tightly as he did so, and Natalie lay
against Nash' chest.
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Rico leaned back against the wall, and took another gulp of whiskey from the bottle. Soon,
they all lay fast asleep. Natalie wrapped up next to Nash, and Rico on the floor in the next
room.
[ Rise And Shine? ]
Sometime, in the middle of the night, Natalie woke to the constant moans of the dead,
outside. She was naked from head to toe, grabbing her pistol and getting up to see how the
situation was going. Looking out the window toward the front of the store, she saw a small
handful of zombies. The gate was still padlocked, and the door remained shut tight, "But for
how long?" She thought.
"Hey, you're lookin' pretty Darlin'," Rico mumbled, waking from a hard hangover, and rubbing
his forehead.
Natalie smiled. She knew that he meant well, and the compliment made her blush, making
her feel like a woman.
"Jus' complimentin'," He concluded.
"That's sweet, thank you," She said to him, not bothering to cover herself. She was a woman,
but still felt tough. Her body was incredible, but she never let vulnerability overcome her.
"Yes, you're welcome," He responded, putting on his usual good hearted smile.
Natalie walked towards Rico and lay next to him, feeling the warmth of his body and smelling
the scent of whiskey on his breath. She buried her face in his chest, and felt tired again.
Soon, they both fell back to sleep.
Moments after they drifted off, a zombie smashed into the steel gate at the front entrance.
This awoke the two, and they stammered to the center of the shop room.
Nash rushed out to meet them, pulling up his pants and handing Natalie her clothes. As they
put them on, Rico grabbed his bags. Nash followed, and handed Natalie hers before kissing
her deeply on her lips.
"If they get enough of them, I think that they could break through," Nash hollered.
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"No! The gate is solid," Rico echoed, "They aren't that strong!"
"But the gate is rusted through. Look!," Nash pointed to the side. As he did so, a large handful
of zombies rammed the gate. The rust crumbled, and the gate cracked in several spots.
"Fuck!" Natalie screamed.
They raised their weapons and took no chances. Without hesitation, they unloaded several
rounds into the rotting heads of their enemies. The gate remained cracked, but it was only a
small opening that wouldn't let anything through.
"Ready?" Rico roared.
They reloaded their small weapons. Nash loaded his twin uzis, and Natalie equipped her
shotgun.
"Set..." Rico again trailed on. He turned the knob, quickly opening the door to unlock the gate
lock. "Go!" His voice boomed, alerting more creatures to their location. The three burst from
the building, pointing their weapons and shooting at every moving thing that got in their way.
Natalie took aim with her shotgun, blasting a large, open hole into one of the zombie's chest,
and pumped again before once again firing. This time, she landed the target, and the head
exploded as the remaining corpse fell to the ground. Maggots crawled from out of the open
neck, feeding on dry flesh and dirt.
"Get to the truck!" Rico ordered. As they scrambled to the truck, Rico was grabbed by the
back and pulled to the ground. Several zombies bit into his neck, arms and ripped off his left
leg. Rico screamed, "Shoot me! For Gods sake, shoot me!"
Nash ran around to the other side, and popped a single bullet into Rico's skull. The bullet tore
into his brain, and he died instantly.
Nash grabbed hold of Natalie's waist, and hurriedly tossed her up into the drivers side seat.
She climbed over and filled the passenger side. Nash leaped in, and holding his bag and
Natalie's, he tossed them into the back.
"Can you drive this truck?" Natalie asked Nash.
"I think so," He replied. "I used to ride with my dad when we made deliveries across the
country," He finished, as he looked around for the keys. "Oh fuck," He mumbled, as he looked
down at Rico's dead body, still being eaten by flesh eaters.
"What?" Natalie asked.
Nash grabbed his uzis and let off several rounds temporarily impairing numerous zombies. He
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opened the door and hopped out, landing at the foot of Rico. He quickly scanned the ground
and pockets for the keys, and found them on a clip that hung to Rico's belt. He grabbed them,
and saw Rico's brothers custom 9mm beretta laying 5 feet behind him. Making a daring
move, he snatched it up, and hurried back to the truck cab. As he hopped in, a zombie bit into
the flesh on his left leg. Nash kicked at it before completely entering the truck and shutting the
door. He noticed that the truck had been equipped with an automatic shift. "Incredible," He
whispered. Nash turned the key, pulled the handle and put the truck into gear. The truck
thundered from its parking spot, and made haste down the road.
Natalie ripped off part of her shirt and tied it around the wound as Nash continued to drive.
"I can't....go on like this," He said to her, trying to calm his pain. "You must take the wheel. You
have to!." He started to feel dizzy.
He parked on the side of the road leaving the truck running while he switched seats with her.
Natalie started to cry, and she knew that it was only a matter of time before she would lose
her new love. She pulled him close to her breast and hugged him tight. Leaning down, she
planted a soft kiss on his lips.
"You'll have to leave me here," He said to her as he was drifting off.
"No," I can't leave you," She cried hard as the tears gushed down her cheeks.
"It's not an option," He told her. "You are going to leave me here." He leaned in for one last
short kiss before turning around, opening the door and jumping outside from the cab.
Natalie cried, but wiped away her tears as she knew what had to be done. Putting the truck
into gear, she slowly eased her way to the road and moved on. Nash looked at her from
behind, and he soon faded away past the dust and debris.
The sun was rising, and Natalie started to cry again. The sunrise that was meant for
happiness and new beginnings only made her heart break more. She continued down the
road.
[ Later Days ]
Natalie entered a small town, and halted the large tanker. The gas gage read near E, and she
looked around the deserted area to see if there was a fuel station or anything else that may
be useful.
As she looked around, the door opened quick and a large hand grabbed her, pulling her out
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and slamming her to the ground.
"Stay the fuck down!" The voice of a man screamed at her. His face came into view. A tall,
built man with tattered clothes looked down at her. He wore a long beard, with long matching
brown hair, and darkened eyes. Natalie couldn't make out the color.
Out of the corners of the small buildings, another man walked out, and he pulled with her a
frail woman. Her hair was matted to her head, and the dress she wore was ripped in the
center. It left nothing to the imagination. Her small breast hung out, and her pubic area was
covered in thick, dark hair. She giggled along and kept looking back and forth between Natalie
and the man to gain his approval.
The other man was almost identical to the large man who had grabbed her. The only
difference was that his hair was missing pieces and his clothes were caked in dirt, and signs
of blood were smeared across his shirt.
As Natalie looked back up at the man who held her to the ground, a swift blow from his fist
connected to her head and she was knocked out-cold.
She woke some time later, as she was laying on her back in a room. Light crept in from
cracks in the boarded window. Nothing remained in the room, except for a dirty bed. She
scrambled to her feet and searched for anything that may be useful. Peering at the gap in the
window, she noticed a single nail that dangled out and was ready to fall. She moved slowly to
grab it. At first it remained in place, but then it pulled out. She held it in her hand, placing it
between her fingers and pushed against her palm.
The door opened, and the man who held the woman previously entered. "Fresh meat!" He
said to her, smiling and showing his rotted teeth.
Natalie hid the nail behind her so the man could not see.
"Come to daddy," He called to her, inching his way to her. His penis protruding from an open
hole in his pants. He ran to her and threw her to the floor. Opening her pants, and pulling
them a few inches down he was about to enter her when Natalie's left hand slammed into the
side of the mans head. The nail pierced the skull with such fore, the attacker dropped to the
side. He convulsed as blood poured from his wound. He lay wriggling before dying painfully.
The second, and much larger man burst into the room. His body naked and he had the other
woman's hair in his fist. As he moved, she trailed along with him, sometimes scooting across
the floor.
"I'm gonna fucking murder you, you fucking whore!" He roared, the woman dropping down as
she was released. He rushed at Natalie, knocking the nail from her hand and punching her in
the side. She skidded backwards, breaking a few boards, spilling light into the room. He
jumped over her and sat on her chest, smacking her mouth as blood spit out onto the floor.
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Natalie tried to push him off, but he was too heavy. Foul odor filled her nostrils, and she
almost choked as he thrust his dirty cock near her face. As he lifted from her still body, he was
about to pick her up again until a crunching sound was heard. The woman screamed as she
thrust a long metal rod into the mans skull. It entered from the back of his head, and exited
from his right eye socket. He tumbled over fast, and Natalie hurriedly moved from below.
The woman stood across the room at Natalie.
"Thank you," Natalie said to her.
The woman walked out of the room and down the stairs. Natalie followed. Standing by the
front door, the lady pointed. It was barred shut. The lady pointed up to a single key that hung
at the top of the door right at the ceiling. Natalie jumped at it, and it flung back landing right
behind her. She picked it up, and stuck the key in the hole. It opened, and light shined inside
as she pushed the door open all the way. Emptiness filled the outside. No signs of living or
dead. It was almost beautiful to their eyes.
"Come with me," Natalie said to the lady.
The lady shook her head and took a step back.
"What is your name?" Natalie asked.
After a long silence, the woman opened her mouth and mumbled, "Karina."
"Karina," She said, "You're not alone. I want to help you," She continued, reaching out to
Karina.
Karina opened her arms and fell into Natalie's. For the first time in so long, the woman was
able to cry, and show emotion.
"It has been so long since I seen the sun as a free woman," She cried out.
"Come with me. Let's leave here and go far away from this land," Natalie spoke. The woman
agreed, and they left towards the truck.
"Wait!" Karina halted. "I want to show you something."
Karina led Natalie to a small shack with a padlock on it. Natalie looked at it and ran back to
the truck. "Thank God they never looked inside the cab," She thought, as she reached for a
pistol. As she grabbed it, she saw a crowbar on the passenger floor board. She picked it up,
and took it towards the locked shack. With a swift blow, the lock snapped, and the door
creaked wide open.
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"It's mine," Karina told Natalie. "I was a traveler like you, until....." She finished.
Inside the hold was a motorcycle. Clean, and ready to ride.
"We can take it with us," Karina said to Natalie, ready to leave.
Natalie grabbed the bike, and walked it to the truck. With wire, rope, and other cables that
they had found about, the two women pulled the motorcycle onto the back of the rig. The
truck sported a long, flat panel in the middle between the rear tires. The connection port had
been taken off, and it was apparent that this panel could hold the motorcycle completely on its
top. They took their time to tighten down the bike, and made sure that it would not tip over if
they moved suddenly to one side. They wasted no time in getting in the truck. Although the
truck had been turned off, they left the keys in the ignition. Natalie started the truck, and the
two drove away down the deserted dirt road towards the main highway.
III: Sign Of The End Times
[ Deserted, Or Is It? ]
Natalie and Karina made their way through a small mid-west town. The sun was high in the
sky, and cast its rays on trees, small wooden shelters, and the dirt road. Only two years have
passed, but, the feeling of it all seems like it has been never ending. Death has come, but
these two, brave mortal women stand to defend themselves against the wave of disease and
death itself.
Natalie had cut her hair shorter, leaving only enough hair on top to show that she was indeed
a woman. Her eyes weary from the journey behind. She wore a tight fitted top, and long
pants, with a belt attached at the waist. Two holsters fit the sides, and she kept a knife in
place against the center of her chest.
Karina had her hair wrapped up, and held behind her head. She no longer wore a tattered
and torn open dress, and her weapon of choice was a kitana that resided on her back in its
hold. A small pistol was holstered at her right side, and a sawed off shotgun was held at her
left side.
They were both on separate bikes, as the truck had been deserted long ago. Karina rode her
old motorcycle, and Natalie had found her own left alone near a broke down motel. The bike
looked dirty, but after a few wipe downs, and light mechanic work, the bike rode like new.
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The town that they rode through had a horrible smell that lingered in the wind. Graffiti was
written along the sides of the boarded up homes and places of former business. As they
approached an old fountain in the center of town, they stopped, and hopped off to rest. In a
bag that Karina carried at the back of her bike, she pulled out two canteens. One she tossed
to Natalie, and the other she take small sips from. Just a little, as the rest needed to be
rationed. Good water was disappearing, as filth killed away much of the purities.
"Oh my God!" Karina jumped, as she pointed to the bottom of the fountain waters. A reddish
brown color filled the water, and looking close, a few dead bodies remained. They appeared
to have been alive at one time, and never having turned into the mindless dead that wanders
the earth.
"What the hell?" Natalie looked in. "I wonder just what the fuck happened here," She finished.
The two shrugged their shoulders and took notice of their surroundings. At first glance, the
trees were bare, graffiti stood out though, but otherwise, besides that and dust, all was plain.
At a second glance, the window to an old church was opened slightly. A corpse hung from one
of the trees in the far distance. The feeling of being watched left the two searching in every
direction. Although the window was opened, there didn't appear to be anybody behind it.
"Maybe we should go," Karina said to Natalie.
"Wait. Let's go check out that church," She replied to Karina.
"What? Fuck that," Karina said to Natalie, pissed, but more annoyed.
"Oh, come on."
"Fine!"
The two prepared their pistols, and crept towards the main doors to the church. Natalie pulled
on one, and it creaked open. Dust fell from the top of the door.
"Damn! I doubt anyone has been here in a while," Karina muttered, knocking the dust away
from her face.
"Yeah."
A small stairway was located immediately to the right of the entrance as you walked in.
Broken frames remained hung on the wall. The pictures were either missing, or ripped. Some
pieces of glass lay along the steps. Karina and Natalie walked up the stairs, keeping eyes in
every direction. Natalie was in front, and Karina was in back, keeping an eye on the bottom of
the stairway.
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"What do you see?" Karina whispered to Natalie.
"I see......dust, and lots of it," Natalie answered, and giggled lightly.
"Smart ass."
The two were now on the second floor, and a hallway was visible to their right. Doors were
opened up, and little light shined in. The room down the hall, to the right and second to last,
had more light inside. Karina walked behind Natalie, as they both made way to the room.
Making their approach, they quickly turned and entered with their pistols in front, in case they
were to be attacked.
"Jesus!" Karina gagged, turning away to vomit.
"What the fuck are we dealing with here?" Natalie said, watching in horror as a decapitated
head sat on a table in the center of the room. The eyes were darkened, and bite marks were
clear on the cheeks. The head split partway open to reveal brain chunks.
Wiping her mouth, and standing back up, Karina said, "Man, I don't want to stay and find out."
"I agree," Natalie replied.
Without hesitating, they walked out of the room and proceeded down the hallway, down the
stairs, and out the front entrance. The heat from the sun was beating down on them, and they
continued towards their bikes. Getting on and starting them up, they exited the town and
made their way to another to search for food, or supplies.
[ Sixty Nine Miles ]
Karina and Natalie pulled away to a small rest stop. It appeared to be deserted, but otherwise,
not disturbed. No broken glass, or vandalism present. They parked their bikes and took a
breath of air as they walked inside the small area indoors. It was surprisingly cool, even
though the heat outside may have been near 100 degrees.
Karina sat in the chair of a security room. It was a small area, but she made due. Natalie
walked around, and then made her way to the ladies restroom. As she walked inside, the
stalls were empty, and the floors had a few bits of paper on them. Instead of any visible sign
of blood, struggle, or even body, there was only space and a dirty restroom. Natalie felt a little
uncomfortable, but took in the knowledge that nobody had been there.
Karina locked the main doors to the small place, and then locked the inner doors as well.
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Walking back to the office, she once again sat down on the chair. An overwhelming feeling
came over her body, and she relaxed. She began to rummage through the drawers of the
desk. As she opened the middle drawer, there was a small switchblade. She picked it up, and
put it on top of the desk. She opened the bottom drawer, and noticed an XXX magazine laying
there. The woman on the cover looked seductively at the reader, and held her breast in her
hands. She grabbed it and tossed it onto the desk top. Flipping through the pages, there was
a picture that shown a woman laying on her back, as another woman licked at her hole. The
woman on her back was giving fellatio to a man that loomed over her. Karina's body became
hot, and she unzipped the fly of her pants, pulling them down off her bare legs, and tossing
them to her right. As she done this, she propped one leg up on the top of the desk, and began
to rub at her slit. Her eyes kept looking at the picture, and every now and then, Karina looked
up and around to check on her surroundings. Her right index finger now pushed deep into her
cunt, and her left hand index and middle fingers rubbed at her clitoris. The sensation sent
Karina in a state of ecstasy, as she tilted her head back and kept herself a rhythm,
masturbating her pussy fast and hard. As she continued, a hot stream ejaculated across the
room, and she didn't pay any mind. A few strokes later, she came again. She shook as both
orgasms had taken some of her energy. Laying back still, she slowly rubbed herself still.
Looking up, she noticed Natalie in the doorway. Natalie held a smile on her face, and said,
"Was it good for you?"
"Oh God, yes," Karina answered, still touching her clit. Her pink slit in view of Natalie's eyes.
Without hesitation, she walked over to Karina and knelt between her legs. At first, she could
smell the sweet aroma that lifted from Karina's middle, and then she leaned in close and
touched her clit with her tongue. Karina moaned. The single touch from Natalie was enough
for her to cum once more.
"Wow, did I do that to you?" Natalie asked, continuing to taste Karina's juices.
"Mmmhmm," Karina responded, biting her lower lip.
Natalie slid her warm tongue up and down through the center of Karina's aching vagina. Her
hands pulled on Karina's soft buttocks, and Karina slid closer to Natalie's mouth. As Natalie
moved up and down, pressing her mouth against her hole, and tasting Karina's fluids that
gushed from the center, her nose became hot from the heat within Karina. The tip of her nose
rubbed softly on her clit.
As Karina tilted her head forward, she opened her eyes and did a double take at the guard
room closet door. A small pool of blood had long ago formed as if something had bled to
death just behind it. She jumped up and fixed her clothes on her bottom as Natalie joined her
standing up.
The two looked hard at each other.
"You open it," Karina said to Natalie.
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Natalie looked at Karina, then to the door. Extending her left hand, and holding a pistol in her
right, Natalie opened the door quickly. The body of the guard who had worked there before
lay in pieces on the floor.
Karina sighed. "I'm beginning to see a pattern, I think."
"Yeah, me too," She responded.
"Maybe we should be heading in the opposite direction," Karina suggested.
"No," Natalie answered. "We've already been there. There is nothing."
"Fine. But I don't want to end up in pieces, or half eaten."
"Agreed," Natalie smiled.
"Let's get the fuck out of here."
"Okay."
[ The Gathering ]
There was a gathering 7 miles down the road from where Natalie and Karina were. A large,
well built man stepped forward and spoke.
"They are coming," His deep voice echoed.
"Let them come," Another smaller man answered. "I want their flesh!"
"I want them first!" A woman stepped forward, wearing a dark, tight shirt, long black pants,
and a pair of boots. Her face held a scar across her cheek. A knife was kept at her side, and a
nine millimeter holstered in front of her crotch. "Bring them to me first, and then, you can have
your meal."
Each smiled at the thought of bodies cooking, and the screams they would hear as these two
unsuspecting women roasted over a fire.
A tear trickled down the side of the lone womans cheek, and the two men looked as it
happened. The woman turned away and entered through the middle of them before walking
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into a doorway to a small building.
The men looked on in the direction of where they expected the two women to enter.
[ Enter Night ]
Natalie and Karina stretched their legs over the seats of their bikes and started them up. The
engines roared as they took off west towards the next town.
Before long, Natalie had doubts and pulled over.
Karina stopped just to her left. "What's wrong?"
"Don't you think that it is very strange that the last few places we have been, there are dead
bodies?" Natalie said, reflecting.
"Yes. I do." Karina answered. "But, you don't think..." Karina trailed off.
"I don't know what to think, Karina. I think that we must be careful," Natalie's tone changed.
She gripped the handle to her pistol, trying to remain calm.
"Okay. We'll take cover in the hills over there," Karina planned, "And if there are any buildings
that stand, we'll avoid them."
"Well now, I think that might work, lover."
Karina smiled, and looked back towards the long road ahead.
[ Waiting ]
"Where are they?" The lone woman called out.
The small group took shelter inside the small building, keeping themselves from sight. They
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planned on an ambush as soon as the two arrived, however, they were nowhere near.
"Fuck!" The little man shouted. "Let's go after them!"
The woman reached forward and backhanded the little guy across the mouth, breaking what
little teeth that he had left.
The large man said to the woman, "Rose, I can search for them. They may be close and know
our plans."
"Do it, but make sure that you aren't seen, Jacob," Rose answered. "Food is hard to come by,
and I cannot go another day without it," She finished.
Jacob left the building through a small hole in the rear. To Avoid being seen at all costs, he
opened a shaft that led underground, and began a walk-through of a long tunnel that ran
directly to a shack located in the center of the hills. As he reached the end, he climbed a steel
ladder up to an opening inside a small brick room. He walked over to a small wooden door
that suffered from years of rot and use. He pulled it open almost tearing it away from the wall,
and he entered the small space that was the shack. His eyes grew in anger as he peered
through the cracks of the walls toward the outside. He noticed, maybe 100 feet away, the two
women laid down and was peering off towards the little building that occupied Rose and
company.
Being as quiet as possible, Jacob crept outside the door, knowing that one creak would attract
their attention and cause them to run. As he walked slowly towards the women, he spotted
two motorcycles just off to the women's right. He kept going and as he approached them,
Karina turned her head and was about to scream when Jacob swung and caught the side of
her face with his large fist. Natalie jumped and reached for her pistol, but as she tried to aim,
Jacob had knocked her out as well.
Jacob grabbed onto both women's legs and drug them down to the small building where he
knew Rose would be pleased.
[ Familiar Faces ]
Karina and Natalie were hanging upside down in a room to themselves. The rope that held
them by their legs was old, but still strong to carry their weight. As Natalie woke, her eyes
caught a glimpse of someone standing at the doorway. Her eyes focused. A woman began to
talk.
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"Well hello there," An angered, but calm voice spoke to her. "I'm going to cut to the chase, or
lack thereof," She giggled. "I'm going to taste you, and hmmm, maybe more," The woman
licked her lips. "After that, they are going to eat you too, although, it won't be as pleasurable
to you as it will for them."
Natalie shook trying to break free, but, the rope was strong. Karina's eyes opened as well,
and she began to struggle.
"As for your friend, they can have her first," Rose said as she removed a knife from her belt
and swung it at Karina, cutting into her stomach and watched as blood spilled to the floor.
"Noooooooooo!" Natalie screamed at Rose. "You fucking cunt!"
"My what words," Rose grinned. As she said this she looked into Natalie's eyes, and noticed
something. "I know you. I have seen you before," Rose repeated. "You was the little girl that
was with the older lady, I remember."
Natalie cried heavy tears as she watched her lover and friend die just two feet away.
Jacob entered the room quickly. "Rose, we must go! The dead are coming and we have to
find shelter." His voice echoed.
Rose began to weep in her hands. "No, Jacob," She spoke through her hands, "Stay here
with me."
"But rose....." Jacob stepped forward.
"Please! Let her go too," She said to him.
"Okay," He answered, cutting Natalie loose. As Natalie fell to the floor, she hurried towards
the body of her love.
"Go, get the fuck out of here!" Rose screamed at Natalie.
Jacob knelt beside Rose and cradled her small frame in his big arms. The little guy entered
and rushed to grab Karina's dangling body when Natalie grabbed a knife near her and swung
it at the man, penetrating his own stomach, and raising him two inches into the air. Blood
splattered onto the floor below, and tears still ran down her face. The little mans body fell to
the floor and he remained there, dead.
With a swift slice, she cut through the rope and held onto Karina's body as it fell down into her
arms. Without a word, she tossed her onto her shoulder, and left the room. As she walked out
towards the exit, she opened the door, and walked outside. A motorcycle, older but in perfect
shape, rest behind a tarp. It had a sidecar built onto it, and it was perfect to hold Karina.
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Natalie placed her body into the sidecar, and took a quick look around her. She heard moans
and noticed a very large group of zombies rushing closer to the building. Natalie hopped onto
the bike, and started it up. A roar exited the muffler, and Natalie wasted no time in racing off
down the road looking for closure to the nights defeat.
As she was already in the far off distance from the spot where Rose and Jacob were left, she
heard gunshots and screams as the dead had overrun the hideout where they were.
Tears had welled in Natalie's eyes again, and she realized that she was alone once more.
Without anything left to live for, it would make her stronger, and she would fight hard if she
came across her enemies again.
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THE ISAACS MURDER MYSTERY
"Where were you on the night of February 3rd, at approximately 9:45 pm?"
A tall, thin detective echoed from across the table.
"Well, let me see," A young, sexually alluring woman responded, "I was
with a man in my hotel suite."
"I don't believe that," Boomed the detective, trying desperately to find
any signs of sweat from the young lady.
"I have alibis, Detective, but you already know that don't you?" The
ladies lips quivering, not from nervousness, but from recalling the night
in question.
The detective swallowed. "We have witness testimony stating that you
were there during the murder of two Executives who worked for the Isaacs
Corporation."
"Oh really?" Her voice sarcastic, and sensual in tone.
"Miss Adoux..."
"Please, Detective..." She waited for his response.
"Binns."
"Detective Binns. Call me Lexxi, or Lexx as I prefer." She winked at

him, and he stared in her eyes for what seemed like minutes.
"Okay, Lexx, we have you on security cam. Witness testimonies match

exactly what was seen on tape."
"Detective Binns....."
"Please, call me Nigel," He stammered.
"Indeed," She whispered. "Would you like to know what I did on the
night of February 3rd?" She asked, smiling.
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"Enlighten me."
"I threw a small party. Some well known guests, including a one
Professor Abel, and Tony Rummle whom you know well as the Governor's
closest friend and adviser."
"Yes, we had tried to speak with them both, but they're not talking,"
Binns commented.
"You should know better to ask men of such stature, dirty questions in
the public eye."
"Dirty?"
"Yes. Might I have a cigarette?" Lexx asked the Detective.
"Of course," He replied, and gave her a cigarette, lighting it after she
placed the butt to her lips.
"So, Natalie, a very dear friend of mine had called me telling me that
she would be late showing. I had already set her up with a man that I have
never met. Rhys Vernon. An....interesting character, he was. He entered
the hotel room and immediately grabbed the attention of everyone in it.
After a few hours of trying to call Natalie, we gave up. There was not
even a call back to say that she couldn't make it."
"Natalie Hart, correct?"
"Yes, that is correct."
"Yes, we have call records stating that you indeed placed over half
dozen calls to her cell phone between the hours of 7pm and 9:15pm. Also,
we have a copy of the evening reservations list from the hotel, and your
name is on it. Signed and dated."
"Isn't that proof enough, Detective?"
"Not exactly," He paused, "You see, the murders of the two Executives
happened between 9:30pm and 10pm. While there had been nobody in the lobby
between those times, witnesses state that you were seen directly in front
of the hotel building before taking a cab to the corner of Herman street
and Willow Blvd. From there, you walked to Isaacs Square, and entered the
building. You had plenty of time to commit these murders."
Lexx took another hit from her cigarette. The smoke lifted into the air
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as she exhaled the cloudy smoke into the room.
"So, Rhys had offered to stay at the party. "Wait it out," He stated.
At first, I was unsure, because, I love my friend Natalie dearly. I
wouldn't dream of ever taking her man away. Since she never called, I just
took that as she was not interested and I let Rhys stay."
Lexx re-positioned herself more comfortably, and slid into position so

she was slightly exposed to Detective Binns.
Detective Binns caught a glance and saw through his eyes, Lexx wore
nothing underneath her skirt. Her shaved slit made his cock hard inside
his pants. He moved to the side to hide his erection.
"Why, Nigel, is that for me?" Lexx smiled, and licked her top lip
slowly.
"So what happened next?" Nigel hurriedly changed subject.
"So, Rhys talked to me for a few minutes, and he was persistent in his
words. At times he gazed into my eyes, and I felt hypnotized; unable to
breathe when he talked. His voice was perfection, and his body intense and
sexual. I caught myself stuttering quite a few times, and I grew very
silent when he took my hand and led me into my room. My heart skipped a
few beats. His hand embraced the softness of my cheek, and he said to me,
"You're beauty can only be matched by the smile that comes with it." Before
I knew it, his lips were pressed deep to mine, and our tongues began
swirling inside each other's mouths. I melted in his arms, and before I
knew what was happening, I laid next to him in my bed. His tongue moved to
my neck, and he licked under my earlobes. His fingers slipped easily up my
skirt, and entered my wet pussy. I moaned loud, and I wanted people to
hear me. I'm not sure if anyone did. He kissed, and inched his way down
to the top of my chest, and reached behind me to unclasp my bra. His
tongue did wonders for my body."
"Have you ever had such an intense orgasm after just a few strokes?"
Lexx asked the Detective.
"Ahem," Nigel coughed, "So, continue."
Lexx giggled, and continued.
"I felt an orgasm build inside me, and I was so close to release. My
soaking wet cunt was hot, and after just a few more strokes in and out, I
came. The feeling was more than I could bare, and I squirted juices a few
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feet into the air. I quivered, and begged him for more. His tongue began
licking my now exposed nipples, and I ran my small hands under his shirt to
feel the tone of his muscles. Without taking his eyes away from mine, he
removed his shirt and threw it aside. By this time, he moved down my
stomach, kissing just below my belly button and began to slide off my
skirt, kissing further down as he did so. My hands grasped just behind his
head, and I pulled him into my pussy, forcing his tongue to lick me good.
He could taste me completely, and I moaned as he delighted in pleasuring my
cunt well. sliding back up to the top of my breast, I grabbed the side of
his face and brought him near for the most passionate, mouth watering kiss
I have ever enjoyed. As our tongues danced, I unbuttoned his pants, and
together we slid them down to the floor. Circling his thick, ten-inch
cock, I stroked his shaft and each stroke I pulled him close to me. I
wanted him in my mouth first, but, my pussy was dripping with anticipation.
I wanted him deep inside me. All ten inches," Lexx cooed.
Detective Binns could hardly stand it, and nearly walked out for a few
moments.
"Are you leaving me, Nigel?" Lexx asked, knowing that her testimony had
gotten into his mind, and made him hunger for her now wet slit.
"No. Of course not," He whispered. "Please continue."
Lexx began to slowly stroke her pink pussy as she continued.
"His breath at ease as he spoke softly to me. "How bad do you want me,
Baby?" Rhys asked, staring into my eyes. I could feel the heat from his
naked body radiating. I never answered; his ten inch long cock entered my
waiting hole, and I screamed aloud in pleasure, calling his name. It hurt
just a little, but I was far from focus on that. My thoughts were
completely on how well he thrust his cock in my tight wet pussy."
Lexx stroked her pussy up and down as she continued.
"I was breathless, having never been fucked so good. His eyes stared
into mine. His heart beat fast as mine did. Each thrust he gave me, I
equaled in response. The inside of my slippery hole pulled onto his dick
as he pushed inward, and pulled outward. I screamed, "Fuck me harder,
Rhys!" his hips slapped the inside of my thighs. He leaned in and kissed
me. I could taste my juices still caked on his lips and tongue. His right
hand slipped under the back of my head, raising it up to allow me a sweeter
kiss. I came with the most intense orgasm yet, and soon after he released
deep inside me. The pressure hit the walls inside hard, and it drove me
wild. The only thing that exited his lips were, "Oh my God." I flipped
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myself over and slid down his stomach, taking his cock into my mouth and
sucking him off hard. I could taste his salty sweet cum as it tickled my
taste buds. His hand pulled my hair, bringing me closer to his shaft, and
allowing me to feel the tip touch my tonsils."
"Of course, we had to rest a few," Lexx paused and noted.
Detective Binns became silent, sweating slightly, and doing his best to
remain professional.
"Do you need a hand with something, Detective?" Lexx gave a mock stern
look, then smiled, licking her lip again.
Nigel's erection was beyond obvious. He slid into a chair, and calmly
responded, "Continue."
"It felt like love. His hand held mine and we lay there feeling the
power of sex we both had just shared. Rest did not last long, and he
turned over, licking down my stomach before plunging deep into my pussy
with his tongue. He licked, and ate my pussy like you could not believe. I
moaned, and struggled to gain composure. The feel was overwhelming. I was
wet still when he started, and before long, more juices added to the
flavor. He bit, and sucked on my clit. His tongue ring nestled in my cunt,
and it felt so fucking good. I begged for more of his thick cock inside my
wet pussy. His hunger grew, and he obliged. In no time, he was pounding
against me. My ass jiggled rough as he beat against me fucking my sopping
wet slippery pussy harder and faster. I could almost feel him inside my
stomach, and enjoyed every thrust he gave to my fuck hole. I begged, and
pleaded for him to cum for me. "Cum in my pussy, Baby!" I screamed to him.
With a sharp thrust, stabbing me deep he screamed loud and came deep inside
my pussy. I squirmed and pulled his ass close to me so he could fill me up
with his sticky fluids. Dressing slow, taking little time to admire the
sexuality of our naked bodies, he whispered to me, "Until next time." I
thought to myself that there definitely will be a next time."
"Are you okay, Detective?"
"Fine," He managed.
Lexx slowly rose from her seat, and walked around the table towards
Detective Binns. He eased his way up; erection in full view.
"You want to fuck me, Detective?" Lexx whispered, knowing that he wanted
her very bad. Before he could say a word, Lexx moved close, rubbing her
right hand over the bulge in his pants. Her lips only an inch from his.
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"You want my pussy, Detective?" Lexx whispered again.
"I, uh," Nigel stuttered.
The door opened and Lexx backed away giggling.
"Detective," a short man called to Nigel, "I have to speak with you," He
finished.
Nigel and the other Detective exited the room, and talked to each other
in the hallway.
"We got nothing on her, Nigel. Every bit of information checks out. We
have credit card records and her signature on room service receipts, as
well as over a dozen people stating that she was indeed at the hotel all
night."
"No, that can't be," Nigel responded.
"Nigel, we even have a video that shows Miss Adoux and company having
sex on the night and time in question."
"How did that happen?"
"Unknown for sure," The other Detective answered. "Looks like someone
at the party recorded the whole session. It was sent with no name,
address, or any other personal information."
"Fuck!" Nigel screamed, swinging a heavy fist into the wall.
"Miss Adoux's lover is here to pick her up. I'm sorry Nigel."
The two men opened the door, and called to Lexx. "Alexis Adoux, you are
free to go home."
Lexx rose from her seat, and exited the room, stopping to whisper softly
into Nigel's ear just loud enough for him to hear. "Until next time,
lover." Her head turned to the exiting direction and she jumped into the
arms of Rhys as he greeted her. The couple turned, and left the building.
"Nigel, upon looking into Miss Adoux's files, I noticed that she has a
twin sister. It's possible that she could be our killer. Would you like
to pursue her as a suspect?
"Yes, but I think I need a few minutes, uh, to think," Nigel answered.
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EVERYTHING'S HOTTER IN JUNE
High school was just another trip for Sara, Jessica, Philip, Adriana,
and June. Now that high school was over, they started college. Philip
being the only male in the group, seemed not shaken by being surrounded by
all females. He loved the company of girls, and even the older women.
This being said, he has had sex with three of the four girls in his group,
all except for June. It's not like he hasn't tried or did everything he
could to do so. June, was different from the other girls. Smart, kind of
nerdy. She wore glasses, always wore skirts well below her knees.
T-shirts usually instead of blouses, and, having recently came out, a
lesbian. The rest of the group......goth. But many a man cannot resist
the nerdy ones. You never do know what you will get. Heightens the
pleasure so they say. But June wouldn't have any of Philip's dirty ways.
"Did you hear what happened to Philip the other night?" the other three
girls chattered among themselves. "Totally rejected."
"By who?" One asked.
"June." Another answered.
"So sad." The last one replied.
"Sad? Why? Philip ain't all that ya know."
"I know. I fucked him."
"Shit bitch. You ain't telling me nothing new."
The girls continued to talk among themselves. June walked toward the
crowd, and the girls pulled her in hugging and beginning other
conversations with her. June felt happy, but began to think about the
girls naked and her caressing each one of them. Tonguing and suckling
their nipples. She sighed in ecstasy. The girls paid attention. What
June didn't know was that the other three secretly wanted to fuck her.
Spending many nights thinking about it, the girls wanted to know the feel
of another girl. June was the one they chose.
"Did you just make a sound, June?" one asked.
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"Uh...no-no." June replied, trying to change the subject. "How is

everybody doing in English?" She began, rambling on.
"Oh I'm.....doing well."
"Me too."
"Three!" they all replied.
Adriana took a long hard look up and down June's body. Sara imagined
being eaten out by June in her bed with music blasting in the background.
Jessica licked her lips, and thought quite the opposite of Sara. Jessica
wanted to do the eating. She felt her groin muscles tingle and her pussy
begin to drip in her panties.
"Well girls, you all do remember what tonight is right?" Adriana spoke
up.
June looked puzzled. She couldn't remember, until Jessica chimed in

with the answer. "Costume party!" She yelled.
"My house at 10 pm sharp." Adriana said, turning her head towards June.
"But, I don't have a costume." she replied feeling ashamed.
"Oh it's okay hun. Wear all black. Anything you want." sara said
sounding a little naughty.
Philip walked over to the crowd and made his way into the conversation.
"Did I hear costume party? He asked.
"Uh...yyyyeah. It's.....it's....."
"It's at my house." Sara interrupted Adriana. "Yeah. 10 o'clock on the

dot.
"Rite on!" Philip burst. He looked at the girls and said,"See you
there."
The girls watched him walk away, and once out of sight, June asked,"Why
did you tell him it's at your house Sara?"
Sara answered,"Don't worry. Nobody's home. My mother is out of town."
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"Yeah," Adriana spoke up,"Um, just a little joke we're playing."
"Right," Jessica agreed.
"Alright. I'll believe you." June responded.
They all said goodbye's for now and walked away in different directions
to get ready for the night.
[ Later That Night ]
June arrived at Adriana's house dressed in a long black skirt, a black

band shirt she stole from her older brother, dark makeup, heels, and some
goth gear she found in her brothers room a while back. They weren't her
brothers, but she thought maybe it was from one of the girls he was fucking
at the time. June still kept on her glasses. She never wore contacts, and
the glasses seemed to go real well with the outfit. It wasn't much, but
for her costume, she was someone different. Someone other than her usual
self.
June walked up to Adriana's door, and rang the bell. No response. She
knocked a few times, and noticed the sounds of rock music blaring in the
background. June opened the door, and entered the house. Nobody was
present, but the nearby hallway was lit up leading the way it seemed to
someplace. June followed. Perhaps instinct, or possibly unsure of exactly
what to do. She followed to the end of the hallway, but, there were three
doors. Each door read a certain name. to the left, it read 'Adriana.' To
the right, it read Sara.' Dead center straight ahead, 'Jessica.' June
wasn't exactly sure of what the hell was going on, but gulped and entered
the first door, at her left. Adriana's room. Although, it really wasn't
her room. Hers was really the opposite room. But entered she did
nonetheless.
"Come in June." a voice called from the dimly lit room. Coming from the
bed. It was Adriana's. Yes, her voice very distinct and can be picked
quickly from a crowd of girls. "I've been waiting for you."
"Did I miss something?" asked June. "Did the party end so soon? Did I
scare anyone away?" She wondered.
"No. Not at all. This, my dear, is the party." Replied Adriana.
"Now I'm definitely lost." She muttered.
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"Oh, I think you will find you are in the right place, and definitely at
the right time."
"I see."
"We're gonna play a little game. It has three parts." Adriana said.
"There are no rules. So, you will not have to worry about anything."
"Uhh...okay" June spoke. "So let me guess, three parts, three

names.....so...three girls?" She stopped to ask.
"Ah, very good." Adriana commented.
"I think I get it."
"Uh huh."
"Why?" June asked.
"Oh girl, we always wanted to know what it's like. And you are the one
we all chose to be our first."
"Huh?"
"Close your eyes. Relax, and let's make it happen."
June closed her eyes, laid her body down on the soft bed, and relaxed.
Adriana's hands moved slowly over June's breast and leaned over to share a
first kiss with her. Her lips were soft to the touch, her breath like that
of an angels and June's heart beat faster at each gentle touch. Adriana
parted June's lips and pushed her tongue in with ease to wiggle her tongue
and share a long, deep and intense French kiss. June moaned with pleasure.
Adriana obliged with a sensual kiss on the neck. Moving to the ear and
nibbling a bit.
"Oh...God! That feels so good." June cooed.
Adriana straddled June's midsection and slowly pulled off her shirt.
Her breast small but soft, and her nipples stood out with perfection.
Adriana kept all eyes on June, and June did the same. Adriana wore a pair
of pink and black panties, and un-straddled June to remove them. Leaning to
one side, she slipped her fingers in each side. Pulling them slowly down,
she revealed her wet, open pussy to June. Lightly trailed with peach fuzz,
which added to the flavor.
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"Oh Adriana, you're turning me on."
"Good. That's how I want it."
June leaned over and started to kiss up and down Adriana's stomach,
inching her way to the belly button before plunging her tongue deep into
the pink hole of Adriana's sopping wet pussy. The taste was so good, so
fresh. Having her fair share of it, she hasn't quite tasted a cunt like
Adriana's before. June's tongue wiggled and dug deeper into Adriana's hot
snatch and the more she did, the more the sounds and smells of sex rose
high in the air.
June rose up and slowly and seductively lifting the shirt over her head
and knocking the glasses off her face. Adriana grabbed them and slid them
back on for her.
"Keep these on baby." She replied.
"Thanks."
June having no bra on, Unbuttoned the side of her long skirt and slid it
off her hips and down her legs before the skirt came completely off. She
slid her fingers into the sides of her panties about ready to slip them
off, when Adriana stopped to look at them.
"Emily the Strange, huh?" Adriana asked.
"My favorite." June replied.
"Niiiiice."
June slid them off and revealed her clean shaven light pink center,
oozing with juices and ready to be licked. Adriana happily obliged, and
dove down licking and sucking and pulling on June's buttocks squeezing and
pulling closer and harder. June did not hesitate to cum in Adriana's mouth.
The sticky wet and salty flavor drove Adriana crazy. She slipped a few
fingers into June's pulsing cunt and finger fucked her to a second orgasm,
and again licked up the juices.
"Cum in my mouth, baby." Adriana Demanded.
"Ughhh, Oh God!" June came harder than ever into her mouth. Licking her
lips and tasting the flavor, sticky sweet cum slid slowly down Adriana's
throat. Her throbbing hole open and begging for a round two.
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Adriana flipped her body around and straddled June's face in a full 69
position. They both began to lick deep into each others slits and taste
each other with delight and more pleasure. As they continued their necks
and heads slipped closer and harder as they rocked and fucked each others
faces exploding with intense multiple orgasms. They fell back onto the bed
nearly crying from their sexual workout.
"That was hot, June. Time for the next part." Adriana said almost out
of breath.
[ Philip's Encounter ]
Philip walked up to the front door of Sara's house. He didn't hear any
music, and there weren't any lights on, but he knocked again. The living
room light came on, and the front door opened slowly. Neither Sara,
Adriana, Jessica, nor June answered. There in the doorway stood Sara's
mom. Standing at 5'10" and wearing a short pink nightie, Philip gave in to
the hot, sexy sight of her fit, sleek frame. Her breasts nearly jumped out
at Philip and he could feel a hardness growing in his pants.
"Can I help you?" Sara's mom spoke.
"Uh, I'm here for the costume party." Philip muttered.
"Well, you've been tricked. No party here, Philip."
"Oh, well damn."
"What are you supposed to be anyways?" She asked.
"Uh, haha. Uhm, a pimp." He answered.
"You look like a purple pecker with a hat, Philip." She giggled. "But
it's okay."
"Well, uhm. I didn't know what to be." He said embarrassed.
"You're fine, hun." Sara's mom replied. "Would you like to come inside,
and, sit down for a few?"
"Sure, I guess I could do that." He answered feeling a bit happier.

"Thanks misses, Uhm..."
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"Please," She interrupted," Call me Anita."
"Anita. That's a nice name, Misses......oops...Anita." He stammered.
"Why thank you sweetie." She replied. "May I get you a drink?"
"Wow. Yes, please."
"What would you like?" Anita asked.
"Uhm, a Jack and Coke?" He said, wondering if she was really going to
get it.
Anita smiled and walked into the next room standing at the bar. She
poured the whiskey into a clear ice filled glass, and bent over to reach
into a small cabinet to collect a can of coke. Philip noticed Anita wasn't
wearing any panties and leaned closer as if to get closer to her now
visible slit. Anita popped the top of the can and poured it into the glass
filling it almost to the top. She turned, just as Philip jumped back
trying to seem not so suspicious, and carried the glass to the room where
Philip sat. She handed him the glass and he thanked her. He tilted the
glass to his lips and took a sip. Tasty.
Before he could say anything else, Anita got on her knees in front of
Philip, unzipped his pants and stuck her hand inside wiggling around and
grabbed a hold of his now hard cock. "Ah, I knew it." She said. She jerked
on him and licked the tip sending Philip's head back in a sudden state of
lust. Anita lips suckled on his thick shaft and she began sucking him off
filling her mouth with more cock than air. She gagged while deep throating
him to the balls, but never stopped.
"Suck me hard, Anita." Philip said pulling her hair and thrusting into
her face.
"Choke me!" Anita commanded. "Choke me and make me suck your cock
harder!"
Philip wrapped his hands around her throat, but not too tight, and
choked off light air while pounding her face making her suck him hard. Her
hands pulled on to his buttocks and Philip shot a thick load of sperm into
Anita's mouth. He kept slamming into her, but loosened his grip and
instead yanked and pulled at Anita's hair. She screamed in pleasure and
bit lightly on his large erection.
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"Fuck my pussy to orgasm right now, bitch!" She demanded, making Philip
ejaculate onto Anita's face. She licked up around her mouth and did her
best to clean up sucking her fingers and rubbing her clit.
Philip kissed her mouth tasting the salty flavor of his cum leaking down
her cheeks.
Two words sprang from Anita's mouth, and these words lit a fire in
Philip. His eyes opened wide, and his grin grew wider. The words were,
"Hurt me!"
Philip pushed Anita down onto the floor, ripped off her nightie and the
rest of his clothing, and slipped his dick between her legs rubbing the
juices around and thrusting hard and deep inside her. Her pussy opened and
invited him inside her. His sex organ pushed and at times felt so hot that
he might cum into her womb. He beat hard against her and smacked her face
driving Anita crazy and making her scratch deep into the flesh on Philip's
chest. He screamed, but only for a moment. Philip lifted the right leg of
Anita's and drilled his 7 inch cock into her dripping pussy. Anita moaned
louder and louder as she stimulated her clit while Philip kept his rhythm
in fucking her and beating into her with his thick manhood.
"Fuck my ass!" she said, kissing his mouth and licking his lips.
"I never done that before." he admitted.
Anita smacked him across the mouth, and Philip decided it was gonna
happen now. He lifted her up slightly and rubbed her pussy getting the
juices ready and rubbed her anal hole lubricating it. He slipped his dick
inside her rectum and at first eased slow. His pace quickened and he
filled her hole thrusting harder and rubbed her clitoris hard making her
moan loud with intense sexual pleasure. She bobbed and rocked back and
forth and screamed, "Cum in my ass. Fuck it! Cum inside me." Philip
released an incredible thick load into Anita's hole and kissed her hard as
his last spurts shot out filling her up.
Anita smiled and Philip lie next to her, kissing her lips and stroking
her hair. "That was the most amazing sex I have ever had, Anita." He
admitted.
"Let's have a few drinks to toast, hun." Anita again smiled and said.
"Of course."
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[ Ready For Room two ]
June, opened the door of the first room, walked through reentering the
hallway, and closed the door behind her. Two rooms left, and it's time to
make a decision on which one is next. Looking back and forth she rest her
eyes on the next name. 'Sara.' June put her hand on her chest and
collected her thoughts. With her other hand, she opened the door across
from the previous room, and stepped inside to a pink lit room with a large
bed, pillows low music and Sara. As June walked completely in and shut the
door, she noticed Sara Leaning back on both arms, wearing only a black band
T shirt. Her legs leaning to one side in front of her. June inched her way
closer herself also wearing a black shirt. Sara moved her legs and opened
them slowly. She held them a short length apart and June kept her eyes on
Sara's midsection. Sara's shaved pussy came into view and the soft, pink
folds of her nether-lips clung together lightly in a haze of absolute
perfection. June slid her right index and middle fingers down past her own
pubic bone, and slowly began to massage her clit. Her left hand reached
for her hole and slid in with ease. Sara took in the sight before her, and
opened her legs completely inviting June in for a taste.
As June climaxed and juices dripped down from her fingers, Sara got up
off the bed and took them into her mouth, tasting the flavors she has been
craving. June reached down, and slid her other hands between Sara's legs.
Sara's clitoris stuck out waiting to be touched, and June did so.
June knelt before Sara and opened Sara's vagina to explore the caverns
of her smooth, pink hole. June's tongue began to probe and penetrate deep
into her inviting slit and Sara moaned in ecstasy sliding her fingers
through June's hair. She let her tongue lick on the outside lubricating
the outer labia and twiddling the folds with her tongue.
"I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum!" Sara moaned, thrusting into June's face
relishing a hard sexual climax. June opened her mouth to drink and swallow
all that Sara had ejaculated.
"mmmm, delish." June cooed.
As June licked the remains from her lips, Sara lay on the bed holding
onto two dildos. One pink, the other a light blue. She held them out for
June to choose which one she wanted fucking her. She chose pink, as she
wanted to fuck Sara's slot with the blue one.
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They lay in 69 position next to each other and slid them in at the same
time. Sara licked June's juicy center and pushed the pink dildo into her
hole. Her tongue feeling super wet, tapped and tickled June's clitoris
making her jump and shake a little at each feeling. It was intense and she
returned the favor by opening her mouth up wrapping it around Sara's pussy
as she sucked hard and then returned to penetrating her with the light blue
fuck stick provided.
June moved forward and pulled Sara's legs down so her ass was in her
face, and as she banged Sara's cunt with the blue dick stick, she slowly
licked around Sara's asshole before plunging her tongue into it sending
Sara into a rave of extra pleasure. She humped June's hand as she came,
but kept going without stopping as three more orgasms came over her body
and sent sticky fluids leaking onto June, the dildo and the sheets. She
let June pop her tongue in and out of her ass and June let go a rush of cum
as Sara slowly licked the borders of June's puffy, sexed vagina.
Both girls moaned uncontrollably as pleasures never before felt by

either rushed over them, leaving them breathless.
As both relaxed for a few moments, Sara said, "June, I want more. But
it's now time for the last room."
"Okay." June responded. They kissed each other and licked their lips.
June got up and put on her shirt and walked towards the door.
[ What's Behind Door Number 3? ]
June opened the bedroom door and walked through to the empty dimly lit
hallway closing the room door behind her. She was back at the beginning.
One room left. June faced the center door now being the only one left.
Without hesitating, June turned the knob and entered room 3. It was the
master bedroom. Much larger and cozy. A king sized bed straight ahead
with matching brown bed clothes and quilt.
Sitting on top was Jessica, wearing sexy black panties and matching top.
She looked shy, and June walked closer sitting next to Jess and held onto
her hand.
"Are you okay, Jess?" June asked.
"I'm sorry. Just nervous. I don't want to ruin this. I've never been
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with another girl." She spilled.
"It's okay." June said to make her feel at ease.
"I brought this. Will you use it?" Jess asked, holding a strap on dildo
up for her.
June grabbed a hold of it, and said, "Yes."
"It will make me feel better. Maybe I will feel better and not use it
later." Jess said.
June removed her shirt, and slipped on the strap on. "I will do my best
to make it very pleasurable for you, Jess." She assured.
"Okay."
Turn around and bend over on your knees." She said, being easy.
Jess turned around and leaned over in doggy position on the bed. June
ran her hand down Jess' backside and pulled her panties to one side
revealing her hot peach fuzz slit. She slid her fingers down and slowly
eased one finger, then two inside of Jess. She jumped at first, but then
relaxed and let her continue. Jess began to drip wetness from her hole.
June's fingers rubbed and lubricated around the edges. She raised up
holding Jess' hips and slipped the strapped cock into Jess with ease. Jess
moaned. Her eyes closed trying to think of any guys face. June rubbed
Jess' hips held her shoulders and pumped hard into her.
"UHH!" Jess cried. Her thoughts slowly changing. She knew she wanted
this. June's face replaced that of any guys face she was previously
thinking of. She moaned more, and June thrust her weight harder into
Jess'. The pleasure was almost unbearable, and Jess shot a stream down the
thick fuck stick, as it leaked down its shaft and dribbled down June's
inner thighs.
Now that Jess let go of her inhibitions and hung her guard in its
closet, she turned around and got on her knees. She grabbed the strapped
shaft and stuck it in her mouth suckling off her juices and licking her
lips. June pulled her hair and kissed her mouth. A hot wave ran through
Jess' body like a rush of both adrenaline and lust.
"Lay on your back, June. I wanna eat your pussy." She said, feeling a
sexual high like no other.
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June lay on her back. Her pussy hot and wet waiting for Jess warm
tongue to taste and fuck. Jess licked on June's clit pushing and wiggling
hard and fast. Her right hand index and middle fingers pushed lightly into
June's rear while her left hand index finger probed her cunt hole.
June screamed in pleasure and began to cry. The tears running down her
face were not from a bad pain, but from intense oral and anal satisfaction.
Jess continued to lick on June's clit and sucked on the outer lips of her
mound.
"Uhh, keep going. Don't stop." she cried.
Jess pulled her fingers from June's ass and her cunt, and moved up to
kiss June on her mouth. Their tongues flipped around and tasted each other
in delight.
A sound from the outside made them stop what they were doing. They got
up and put their shirts on, and walked out to the hallway. Sara and
Adriana met them.
[ Surprise At The Door ]
"What was that?" Adriana said.
A knock on the door made them jump a little, and Sara called out from
where she stood, "Who's there?"
No response.
The girls wrestled up courage and walked towards the front door.
Adriana grabbed a bat from the closet as they stopped, and prepared to open
it up. Sara grabbed the handle, twisted it, and popped open the door fast
as Adriana stood ready to whack anyone who gave her any shit.
"What the hell!" Philip jumped back screaming.
The girls stood in the doorway looking at him and wearing only their t
shirts that barely covered their buttocks and front.
Outside it began to rain, and the thunder roared in response to

occasional lightning.
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"Can I come in?" Philip asked as he pulled his shirt over his head to
cover from the downpour.
The girls didn't say a word, but moved out of the way letting him in to
dry.
"So what's up?" Philip asked annoyed. "I thought there was a party at
Sara's."
The girls left the room, leaving Philip sitting on the couch by himself.
"Stay!" Jessica commanded.
"Woof!" Philip replied.
As the girls filled the hallway, they began to whisper amongst

themselves.
"I think I have an idea," Sara spoke.
"Spill it!" Adriana replied.
"June, I think it's time you knew what it feels like to have a dick
inside you." Sara blurted.
Having no idea what was going on, Philip continued babbling into the
darkness waiting for them to come back in. "I wore my costume. I was a
pimp, but doesn't matter. You Weren't there! I can't believe I was
tricked. I went to every one of your homes looking to see where you four
really was. And here you all are, hiding out and again leaving me alone."
He continued to babble.
The girls remained still, and continued to talk about their idea.
"I don't know, you guys." June spoke nervously.
"Relax. You'll be fine." Adriana added.
"He's already practically begged you to fuck him. Giving it up to him

will probably make him your bitch." Sara said.
"Yeah. He's got the biggest crush on you." Jessica said, adding to
Sara's comment.
"Really?" June said. "He is kinda cute for a guy.
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"Perfect. You'll do fine." Sara replied. He'll fumble around and act
like a kid in a candy store. But he'll make sure you are satisfied."
"Yeah."
"Second that."
"Okay, here it goes." June said summoning courage and walking slow
towards the living room.
After she walked away, Jessica said, "Make sure she's satisfied? You
must be crazy."
"Oh, shut up. He may have taken a while to finally make me cum, but, I
did nonetheless." Sara finished.
Philip was still mumbling as June entered the room. It was dark, except
for a dim light coming from a lamp Philip had turned on.
Philip stopped talking as he seen June walk towards him with only a
shirt covering her naked frame. June stood up onto the cushions where
Philip sat and lowered her clit onto Philip's face. Philip opened his mouth
and slowly probed her hole and clitoris with his tongue. June rubbed
herself up and down on his face as he slurped her juices gushing from her
orifice.
The girls watched from the hallway as Philip and June began sharing
each other for the first time. Adriana walked in and lowered herself in
front of Philip, unzipping his pants and wrestling them down around his
ankles. Her small hands encircled his hard cock and she started licking
the tip, and sucking him off. Sara walked in and stood behind the couch
and right in front of June. She leaned forward and pressed her lips into
June's kissing her mouth and sucking on her tongue. "Mmmm," June moaned.
Outside the thunderstorm continued setting the mood for the perfect sex.
Jessica entered the room, and helped Adriana suck on Philip's hard dick.
As Sara continued to kiss June, Adriana and Jess set up Philip's cock to
penetrate June's wet pink hole. Philip ate June's pussy wildly as if he
found buried treasure. As he eased up, the girls helped lower June onto
Philip's lap, easing his cock in, and letting June feel the pleasures of a
hard cock inside her.
As they helped her out, the girls left the two to their own encounter as
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they went to Adriana's room to play with each other.
Philip felt the heat from June's drenched hole sliding up and down on
him. He thrust up as best he could to help her as she bounced on his lap.
She leaned down and kissed his mouth giving him a first kiss, and making
him smile and tingle all over.
"I want to suck your dick." She said stopping for a second.
Before Philip could say a word, she lept from his lap and knelt between
him taking all of his cock into her mouth. She felt the textures of his
penis as it slid in and out of her mouth, almost hitting her tonsils at
each thrust. She kept going. She could taste a mix of pre-cum and her
pussy juice leaking down her throat.
"Do you like that?" June asked as she removed him from her mouth.
"Yes. Keep going." He said anxious to be inside her mouth again.
"Nope," June said, teasing him, "If you want more, you have to beg."
"Oh God, please oh please." Philip pleaded. "I love you, June. I have
always loved and wanted you." He added.
June paused. "Really?" she said sounding a bit shocked.
"Yes, I always have." He said.
She popped him back inside her mouth, and licked his head like a sucker,
twirling and swallowing him. Philip moaned and pulled her head lightly
down on him.
"If you love me, cum in my mouth." She said demanding that he make it
happen.
Philip lost it and shot spurts of thick white semen into her mouth. She
invited it in and swallowed it all leaving no drops behind.
"Okay," June said staring at him, "Fuck me now."
Philip pushed her back onto the couch, as she smiled at him. He beat on
his cock getting it hard again for her. She stuck one finger deep inside
her, pulled it out and sucked on it. Philip moaned and plunged into her
slot filling her with his now bulging erection.
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"Do you love me?" she asked.
"Yes." he answered.
He thrust harder.
"Do you want me?" She asked him.
"More than anything."
"Fuck me then." She said pulling him into her as he slammed into her
pounding her pussy and shaking the couch. "Fuck me hard, Philip!" She
demanded.
He tore into her cunt filling her with a load of cum. "Cum inside my
pussy, baby!" she screamed. "Fill me up."
Philip indulged in the sounds of her screaming and wanting his thick
load buried deep inside her. Spurts of cum shot out and felt never-ending.
He popped his dick out and stuck it in her mouth and shot one more stream
of jizz down her mouth. She licked up the nut and swallowed the rest.
Philip breathed heavy as June lay feeling completely satisfied. She

realized it was the best sex she ever had.
"Fuck me again!" she begged.
Out of breath, but still holding a huge erection, Philip once again dove
in her pumping her cunt hard as he could. Her legs wrapped around his back
and she pumped herself on him. The intensity was powerful, and her body
quivered as he nestled deeper and deeper in her filling her body with lust
that completely took control. She yanked his head down making him suck on
her tits. He pulled out, smacked his cock on her mound and thrust it back
in. She cried out in pleasure.
"Cum in me again." She cried. "Make me a baby."
Philip kept thrusting harder and deeper, satisfying her hole and giving
her another huge load of cum. It burst from him hard and shot deep inside
her. His body shook as he squeezed out what remained.
"I love you too, Philip." she said, pulling him close to hold. Their
bodies lay holding each other for hours after.
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[ 8 Months Later ]
June became pregnant, and was soon to give birth to twins. she married
Philip, and still enjoyed the pleasures of a females body. The group never
left each others side and the five continued sharing their bodies with one
another.
Jess and Sara hung out alone more, spending their time fulfilling each
others fantasies. They both gave up men.
Adriana swings both ways and fucks the three and Philip at times. She
visited Sara's house, and started talking with Anita when Sara wasn't home.
They began a relationship, enjoying the fulfillment of an older woman.
Anita is also pregnant. Philip told June about his encounter, and she
forgave him since it was before they got together.
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DANIELLE'S AWAKENING
I'm Danielle, and I'm 19. but what I am about to tell you happened last
year.
I felt hornier than I have ever felt as I laid on an old couch resting
up after a breakup with my boyfriend. He was such a jerk. The pains were
lost suddenly, and the pleasures of ditching his ass have really turned me
on. I let my hands run up and down my stomach slowly, just enough to keep
me going. My fingers beginning to push inside my pants, and slowly on the
outside of my panties. I was so hot. So FUCKING hot. I could feel my hot
juices thickening around the mound of my pussy, and I pulled one hand out
and licked on my fingers. The sweet intoxicating smell drove me wild, and
I craved more. More of myself maybe? Or another girl? So, I weighed my
thoughts back and forth. I had never been with another girl before. Guys
and cock was what I knew. Not to say I was a slut or anything, but I was
told I gave the best head. I'm kind of proud of that in a weird way. I
continued to lay back and stick a finger or two inside my now dripping
cunt. I was boiling under pressure. My body felt like a time bomb ready to
explode. A few more fingers. The feeling was intense. With one hand
still massaging my sopping wet hole, my other slowly took off my clothes.
Nobody was home, and won't be until later tonight. I lie completely naked
except for my socks. I had no intentions of taking them off. My mind
focused on my body. My left hand rubbed my nipples and cupped my small but
perky tits. I need to be fucked BAD! Oh God! I could feel it. My right
hand fingered my pussy faster and harder...the pressure was building. I
must have screamed out so many different things, I didn't know for sure.
I'm coming, I'M COMING!
Suddenly, my best friend Kimmy opened the front door, and said "I didn't
even knock." Then she turned around and saw me laying on my back naked,
with my hands inside me. "Oh my gosh," was all she could utter out of her
mouth.
"Kimmy, I didn't know you was coming over today"
Kimmy stood in a trance gazing at my nakedness. I thought maybe I saw

her even lick her lips, but I was unsure. She walked over to me, and I
felt my body tingle. Kimmy began to take her clothes off. I knew what she
wanted. I was prepared to give it to her.
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"It's okay, Kimmy," I said to her, "You can have me if you want me." I
bit my lower lip as she stood before me naked. Her tits slightly bigger
than mine, and standing out to perfection. Her mound completely shaved and
inviting. I licked my lips.
"I've been wanting this for so long." She said in a low voice. She
walked towards me and I grabbed her waist to lay her on top of me. Our
faces met each others slits and we began to lick each other slow, plunging
our tongues into our creamy centers. The taste was sweet, and I licked her
faster as she flicked her tongue against my clitoris. The feeling was too
much and I had an orgasm. My pussy became slippery as Kimmy fought to lick
it all up. Our bodies rubbed against one another and I rubbed her pussy
lips with my fingers before diving in for more. It was her turn to orgasm
as a thick cream seeped from her hole. It truly tasted sweeter than apple
pie. I giggled as I slurped and drank it down, licking my lips in thanks.
We got up from the couch and I pulled her arm. I opened the patio
doors, and jumped into the pool. Kimmy followed. Our naked bodies
glistened in the sun as water embraced us warmly. It felt so right. Kimmy
swam towards me, kissing my lips and then down my neck. I backed up,
teasing her a bit as I hopped onto the side of the pool wall. She took the
hint and slid in between my legs to lick my pink slit. Her head lifted up
and down as she wiggled her tongue faster and deeper. I almost slid off
the wall and fell into the water. Luckily, I didn't, as I held on. The
magic of her mouth fulfilling my desires. My cunt burst with another mess
of sticky fluids. She smiled, cleaning me up and pulling me back into the
water. We swam naked for minutes, before heading back inside to lay with
one another. We have since became lovers and I am now a lesbian. I
couldn't ask for a better partner than my Kimmy.
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DANIELLE'S REAWAKENING
"Where did the love go?" I wondered to myself. That heartbreaking day Kimmy left me for
another girl. I felt my world come crashing down. The pain of losing the one you love. It hurt
me. It really hurt me bad.
Every night, I would sit alone and play songs that reminded me of her. Her eyes, her smell,
and her feel. It was all I could do to bring myself that much closer to her. I tried, but the fact
was, she was gone.
All that changed one day, two weeks ago, and one year after Kimmy left me. This time, not
with another girl, but with a man. And he was more than my eyes could take in. Oh, he was so
hot the day I first laid my eyes on him. Still is. Back to the facts.
I had been staring into a wishing well, and watching the shimmer of sun reflect from the
ripples. A man came up to me, and tossed a coin in. "Make a wish," He spoke to me. I turned
to see him. I literally ached and came in my pants. I was rendered speechless. He laughed,
but it was comforting. Then, he introduced himself.
"I'm John," He said.
"I'm Danielle, hi," I felt like a dork. He just smiled at me. We walked along the path away from
the well, and had long conversations. He told me that he was 26, and had his own home. Age
was not important to me, anyways. I was 21, and could drink. So we did. His place, drinks,
and his hot tub. The night was getting far more interesting than I could ever have dreamed.
"So tell me, why aren't you with anyone?" He began asking me that inevitable question.
I hesitated. Finally, I spoke. "I was."
"What happened?"
"She left me for another girl."
"She?" He asked, surprised.
"Yes, I was a lesbian."
"Was? And now?" His voice whispered as he began to rub my back, neck and shoulders.
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"Now? Now, you tell me," I let go from my mouth. That was all it took and soon, we were
kissing, and rubbing each other softly. His fingers slipped inside of me, and instantly, I
became wet. I fell in such a daze of lust that I didn't notice he carried me to his bed. The
pillows nestled under my head as he kissed me up and down. His tongue was divine, and my
hot pussy dripped with anticipation. I cooed.
His breath on my neck made me feel so hot, and I slipped my hand down the front of his
trunks. My right hand grabbed hold of his erect cock, and I jerked his meat hard for him. He
slipped my wet panties down from my legs and helped me with my bra. I didn't have a bathing
suit, so you could imagine why the alternates. My tits jiggled around as he licked and sucked
my nipples. He teased and loved them both. I grabbed his thick cock, and pulled him into me.
At first, I jumped because I haven't felt a cock inside me since I dated my ex-boyfriend. That,
and John's prick was pretty big. The walls of my hot cunt wrapped around his thick shaft. At
each stroke, he kissed my mouth. Our saliva mixed and tongues tangled in ecstasy. He
delivered me the ultimate pleasure: Multiple, and steady orgasms.
My pussy was being fucked deep, as John screwed my cunt rough.
"I'm gonna fuckin' cum! Oh God, I'm gonna cum!" I cried.
All I could think about was, "Is this for real?" and "When can we do it again?"
John continued to pound into me, slamming my cunt as I squirmed and moaned. With a quick
thrust, he came. I could feel the powerful shots tapping me on the inside. It was a sensational
feeling.
For the night, we rested. In the morning, we ate breakfast. Another terrific quality about him,
he could cook.
We took a ride along the strip. He was looking for new outfits, and offered to buy me a few as
well. I declined, but he insisted. He told me, "I'm not trying to buy your affection."
I told him, "I know. You already have me if you want me."
He smiled, and said, "I definitely want."
I smiled back. We were officially a couple.
After two weeks so far, we are making every day better than the last.
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ELLIE'S THOUGHTS
(1)
I have been lying in my bed all day, and my body is aching. I just need
to be touched, stroked, or maybe far more than either. I haven't had sex
in months, although I got really drunk at the bar and blew a stranger in
the parking lot. Couldn't even enjoy it. Life pushes me along and doesn't
even let me pause to get a big dick in my pussy. I crave it. I need it
now. I figure, maybe tonight, a stranger will come (pun soooo intended).
I'll have a few drinks, but only enough to get a good buzz. Wet my lips,
grab his cock, and suck it hard. Oh God. I want it so bad. I'm watching
a lame ass porn flick that isn't helping. I just wanna be fucked, licked,
sucked, swallowed, teased...fuck it....I just need raped.
I was seeing a man not too long ago. He was a lawyer for a powerful
firm. Too bad....power is all in his work, not play. I will admit, he was
a good eater. I loved the way he worked his tongue on my clit. It was
almost enough to keep him around. Almost. I needed something more. I
need a man to love me and make me hurt. Is that so much to ask for?
When I was 18, fresh out of high school, I met a man who was in his
early twenties. Handsome. Tall, tan, blond hair blue eyes. His name was
Phillip. I remember it because I loved to make his name sound exotic. He
gave me everything. His heart and soul. His body. He was an incredible
lover. He literally made me cry on numerous occasions. I wanted it to
last. He died the day after my 20th birthday.
When I turned 21, I met a girl. It wasn't my intention. She walked up

to me and we made small talk. Her brown eyes and dark complexion. Long
dark hair. She made me wet in my pants. And it was all in her voice. We
drank heavily, touched each other and made love all night. We dated for a
few weeks, then she left me. I missed her. I was lonely.
There was a man who I slept with one night. He was the ultimate lover.
He sucked, fucked, abused, and pleasured me every way possible. His name
was Bo. I don't think it was his real name though. But he could be
whatever he wanted. He was a good fuck. I didn't love him. But, I loved
his cock. He provided me with everything I needed. He treated me like his
girl, and we weren't even dating. Friends with benefits. And, I liked it.
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Mmmmm, just thinking about his 9 inch cock makes my pussy wet. Oh God, I
need a dick right now. Someone please help me.
(2)
Last night I did it. I went out to the club and sat at the table
furthest from the bar stand, in the corner. I had a few drinks. Beers,
Jack and Coke, a shot of Tequila. My aim was to get trashed and lower any
guard I had and any inhibitions. While i was feeling rather sloshed, I
noticed a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, maybe a fresh
legal age to drink. He kept looking at me, and he didn't exactly look me
in the face. When he saw me look back at him though, he turned away
embarrassed I had caught him.
"Oh, I don't think so buddy." I thought to myself.
I smiled at him the next chance I got, as he saw me and tried to turn
away. I giggled and he looked at me directly this time. I nodded to him
towards the exit door, and I got up and walked away, outside and around the
corner. I didn't have to wait long as he walked out the door looking in
every direction trying to spot me. When he did, he walked towards me. I
slid further into the dark and lifted my leg up onto a crate and lifted my
skirt to display my clean shaved wet pussy to him. He looked hungrily at
me.
"You want me?" He asked in a shy but daring voice.
"Shut the fuck up and fuck me!" I exploded feeling hornier than ever.
He came closer, dropped his pants to the ground and grabbed onto his
cock. "Yummy." He jerked on it and then stuck it inside me like a cheap
whore. It felt so good. Mmmm, and poor him....he unloaded a round of cum
inside my pussy.
"Well, we'll just have to fix that won't we?" I said.
"Y-y-yeah...."
"I said shut the fuck up." Interrupting him as he tried to speak.
His eyes got wide, and his dick went limp.
"Oh no, let me help you." I knelt down, finger fucking my cunt as I
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started licking the tip of his cock. Oh, it got hard real quick. The
taste of cum left dribbling on his dick mixed with my juices tasted
delightful and made me cream again and again. Yum.
He moaned as I stuffed every inch of his thick shaft into my mouth,

choking and swallowing it making his eyes roll back into his skull.
"Is it good baby?" I asked.
He didn't speak. But he smiled at me.
"Good boy."
His hands became fists and he beat on the bricks of the walls behind
him. He pulled back and shot his load onto my face. I licked my lips
tasting the jizz that landed.
"Now, you must be a good boy and clean up your mess, or you wont get
dessert." I demanded.
He leaned over towards my face and licked his cum off with no problems
or pause.
"Do you want your dessert?" I asked him seductively. He smiled and
nodded yes.
I leaned back onto the wall, and pushed his head down and into my hot
snatch. Burying him deep and making him suck and lick me. "Oh yeah baby!
Eat my pussy."
His cock in his hand, he jerked himself off and was gonna shoot his
load, but I smacked it, then made him stick it inside me. His hot sperm
filled me up, and I was very pleased.
A noise came from behind the dumpster, and we both turned to see what it
was. A filthy man, who was probably sleeping there was staring at us. I
wondered if he saw the whole thing.
"Hey!" I called out. "Did you get a good show from us?"
He wiped his lips and messed with his beard. I promised him a good time
as well, but first, cleanup, showers and drinks.
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(3)
As promised, I walked into my house with two complete strangers. I

dropped my keys on the counter. I led the dingy man to a shower just down
the hall. The other man I had fucking me first, I made him sit on a chair.
He was going to watch this time. First thing's first. I will shower too.
I walked into the master bath and undressed, running the shower and
cleaning my body off. The hot water made my body tingle and I thought of
dirty things that may or may not happen.
After I finished, I stepped out of the shower. I dried my hair and

wrapped a towel around it. Before I walked out, I put on my silk robe.
Opening the door, a cool breeze tackled my exposed legs. At first it was
just cold, but the air touched my still wet mound. I cooed as I continued
to walk into the living room. I sat talking to the young gentleman about
nothing in particular. He only seemed too eager to watch me screw the
other one.
As I continued to listen to blah, blah, blah.... the greasy, bearded

man returned with a towel still wrapped around him. He wasn't dirty any
longer. Furthermore, he had no beard either. His hair straight and brown,
and his eyes deep. I couldn't help but notice the tent rising at the
crotch. I got up and grabbed his arm, pulling him into my room and
throwing him on my bed. The young prick followed, and sat by the wall in
an old chair I kept for looks. He dropped his pants and grabbed his dick,
as I disrobed and pulled the towel from my new partner.
I was shocked to see that the cock in front of me was huge. I would
guess 9 1/2 inches. I wouldn't know for sure. I made him keep quiet. I
didn't waste no time, and forced his long, thick erection deep inside my
juicy hole. He was almost delicate with me, but I was feeling nasty and
wanted more. I grabbed his hips and brought him down into me pumping my
cunt raw as my mound turned red from contact. My cunt felt like it was
about to split down the middle as he rammed his long cock into me. I
moaned, and cried in pain. It was making my pussy shake, and I released
what felt like gallons of cum from my sopping hole.
As I was being filled with the biggest, hardest cock I have ever had,
the young man sitting in the chair stroked his meat, jerking himself off as
he eyed my pussy. It made me so hot. My lover pounding me harder and
harder, sucked on my tits, and licked my nipples making them poke out
erect. As he did so, he thrust hard inside me, still sucking on my nipples
as he shot a large, hot load of man juice into me. I never felt so hot,
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and worn out at the same time. I was filled with so much cum that it was
leaking out of my body.
I lay back onto the bed, and thought to myself, "What a dirty whore I
must be." I knew what I have done. I couldn't wait to do it again.
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ELLIE'S THOUGHTS ON LOVE
Ellie woke up in the comfort of her bed. Both men that had tasted her
sex the night before had already gone. Her mind was racing with thoughts
of sex and just a little bit shame. She had pushed herself over the edge
and gave in to lust. Her mound was still hot, wet, and sore from the sex
she had all night. In her mind, she felt lonely once more.
As she rose up slowly from her bed, she winced as her body moved.
"Oh, I ache," She whispered to herself.
As she stood straight up completely, she noticed that the trees were
blowing in the wind, and the sun was up, shining into her bedroom window.
She stood in front of her mirror and rubbed her hands over her belly. As
she did so, she looked down towards her crotch area. The lips were
reddened, and the night before came rushing back to her.
At first, disgust had fallen on her. She blushed, but as she thought
about it more, she began to slide her finger down to her mound, and
penetrated her hole with two fingers as she became wetter than she was
already. Her juices dripped from her opening, and she moaned as she felt
the heat exit from her pink hole; The wetness drizzled down her hand.
As she finished feeling her body, and orgasm after orgasm finally
subsided, she took a hot shower. Ellie rest her head under the shower
head, and let the hot water wash down her face and cleansed the soap from
her naked body. Her breast tingled as small droplets touched the tips of
her nipples. A sensual feeling, and made her look forward to the day. The
loneliness she felt, however, took over as she thought of a man that could
stay in her life. Her wishes were sent, but she new wasn't up to her to
decide.
After her shower, she got dressed, and wrapped a fresh towel around her
top breast, as it covered her to just below her groin. Her thighs were
soft and sexy looking. Her appearance in the mirror brought a smile to her
face.
"What man wouldn't die for this?" She asked rhetorically.
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She rummaged through her closet and found a nice outfit to wear for the
day. Sexy and seductive, but, professional. The pair was a nice dress
top, with a black dress skirt that reached to the top of her knees. As she
looked to the shoe rack towards the back of her walk-in closet, she found a
pair of matching heels.
"Knock 'em dead, Ellie," She thought to herself.
Her plans for the day consisted of a trip to the mall. She loved to
shop, but more importantly, for the men. It was something that she loved
to do occasionally, although, the bar scene became her spot to find them.
The mall was now a place that she wanted to go to actually shop and browse
the latest trends.
The next stop after the mall, the local bistro. A bite to eat, and then
back on her way.
As she stepped out the doors of the eatery, she bumped into a tall thin
built man as he was trying to enter the doors to eat himself.
"I'm so sorry," He said to Ellie.
"Oh!" She blurted. "I mean, you're fine" She finished, letting fine
linger off her tongue so as to make it sound like a compliment.
The man gave a sweet smile, and again apologized.
Ellie smiled back.
"Well, I had better get inside," He said. "Today, they are serving
their signature soup, and it's the best."
"Yes, oh, I'm sorry," She apologized herself.
"No need to say sorry," He said, then introduced himself. "I'm David."
"I'm, Ellie," She answered, almost choking as she spoke.
"Are you alright?" He asked her.
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Of course you are."
Ellie smiled again.
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"Well, I must go," He began. "It was nice to meet you Ellie," He gave a
wink.
"Likewise."
The two parted ways, and Ellie blushed as she thought of him naked and
teasing her with his tongue.
"Oh, I have to stop," She thought to herself.
[ Later On ]
Ellie had once again escaped to the pleasures that be from the bar
scene, but, to a different locale. The place, Razzles, was not just a bar,
but a gentleman's or couple's bar. There were topless dancers, and
waitresses taking charge as they performed and served. It was a classy
place to be, and everyone knew everyone.
Men looked Ellie's way as she walked in. The days dress attire still
on. It was obvious that she wasn't with anybody, and men were waiting to
make their move.
Ellie ordered herself a drink, and tipped the waitress. As the waitress
brought her order, she left a small note next to the glass. Ellie and the
waitress exchanged smiles, and they separated. Ellie read the folded note.
It read:
"555-1694 - Call me - Anna Marie"
Ellie blushed, but was turned on by it. A wonderful night of

possibilities was abound for her.
As she drank the mixed concoction from the glass, she glanced towards
the entrance way.
"Oh my," She whispered softly. "It's that man from the bistro," She
thought to herself. "Dave, was it? Yes, David."
As she looked on in his direction, he turned and caught notice of her

presence. He also noticed that her eyes were focused on a certain area on
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his body. He walked over to her.
"Well, it looks as if I came to the right place," He said to her,

seating himself across from her.
Ellie smiled.
"Do you come here often?" He asked her.
"First time," She answered.
"I'm not a regular myself," He chatted, "But, I have been here before."
"Oh yeah?" She said playfully.
"Yes."
The night went by with the two chatting about themselves, work, and life
overall. It was near 2 am.
"Listen," He started, "Would you like to get out of here?"
Ellie looked at him, as if he were trying to say "You want to fuck?" but
in other words. She hoped he was.
"Maybe we could go for a walk, and catch the cool night breeze," He
finished.
"Sure."
They left, and began walking. The night was indeed cool, but just
enough to make them cling closer as time went on. They made small talk,
and the heat was rising inside Ellie. Her groin ached for pleasure.
David himself felt a wave of lust fall over him. He stopped where he
was, and turned to look at Ellie. As she looked at him, he brushed the
hair aside and kissed her softly on her lips. Ellie tingled as he did so.
She became wet, and reached her hand up and grabbed tight onto his head,
pulling him closer. As she did so, it made the lust rush ten times faster.
Ellie slipped down, and opened his pants. She admired the thickness of his
cock, as she pulled it out.
People were taking notice at this sexual display out in the open. Ellie
grabbed hold of him, and took his hard cock into her waiting mouth.
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David moaned, and leaned back onto a wooden fence to keep his balance.
Ellie's mouth sucked hard on his shaft, and she licked her tongue around
his tip. Pre-cum dripped from his hole, and she licked it up. Her right
hand wrapped around him, and she jerked slowly at first, then harder and
faster as she sucked him off.
David grabbed her hair, and pulled her to him closer, as he fucked her
face. As he was ready to cum, he paused, then yanked her up to him and
kissed her again on the mouth. He flipped her around and pushed her
forward, as she leaned herself over the fence. She hiked her skirt up and
pulled down her panties. With David's thick cock in his hand, he stroked
himself against her mound, then pushed his way in. Her hole completely
filled. She moaned loudly, and people were watching them perform sex in
front of them.
Many spectators began to do the same, and have sex in the open.
David pushed deep, and his tip rubbed her G-spot. She came
uncontrollably as he kept his rhythm. One hand held onto her waist as the
other began rubbing her clit. The heat from his body against her back as
he thrust hard against her was overwhelming. She shook rapidly as he
pumped his dick into her cumming hard inside her hole.
"Oh!..... Oh my God!" She screamed. She came herself, and she leaned
forward on the fence to keep her balance. Her head was spinning, and David
had to make sure to hold onto her tight.
The night went on with the two once again walking. Instead of small
talk, they stopped occasionally to kiss. A few separate times, they would
stop, and Ellie would give David a good blowjob.
The two decided to talk more, and get together more often. Ellie fell
in love with David, and David with Ellie.
They share a home together, and are in their first year of marriage.
They are hoping for a child.
On occasion, they go to where they first made love, and recreate the
moment they had before, adding more memories to what they began.
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CAN I TELL YOU A SECRET?
Static filled the screen of the television, and it was well past 2 a.m.
I must have dozed off while watching it. Actually, this was the norm for
me. I was 26, and remained single through most of my adult life. No
roommates, and not many friends. I worked, and still work, at a big
factory that helps produce the cases for the newest computers. At this
time, I'm not sure what. I have never seen any of our products on any
sales floor. My second job was bar hopping. Just kidding.
I was actually a bouncer at a local club. How and why I got the job is
a mystery, since I only stand at 5'11", weigh 189 pounds, and look like I
work at a factory making the casings to the latest computers. But, the
girls of the evening are hot.
As pathetic as it is, I jerked off to many of them in a stall in the

mens restroom. I fantasized about fucking them, and cumming on their tits
after they have sucked me off. I was alone in the restroom doing my thing,
when I saw through the opening a girl I was looking at all night walk in to
piss. Thinking I had locked the stall door, I felt at ease as I waited
impatiently for her to use the toilet. She must have been drunk, because
for one, she was obviously in the wrong restroom, and two, she stumbled as
she reached for the stall door next to me and pulled on it. It was locked.
I fucking hate immaturity. Chuckling inside, I knew there was only one
left to try, and I was in it. But, I was safe behind the door, or so I
thought. She pulled and opened the door to my stall, and I froze
immediately with my dick still in my hand.
"Oh shit!" I shouted.
"Fuck!" She slurred, and then giggled as I still stood in front of her,
dick in hand. "I just always wanted to fuck security!" She claimed.
Walking in to me, she pulled the door closed and locked it this time behind
her.
A man walked into the restroom and immediately tried to open the stall
door next to us. Of course, it was locked. "Fucking immature assholes!"
He shouted, and walked out pissed off.
She turned to me giggling, and lifted her skirt to reveal that she wore
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no panties. Her pussy was bald, and her lips slightly darkened showing
that she had sex a lot. Propping her heel up on the toilet seat, she
pulled me into her and I slid deep into her hole.
"Oops," She giggled again, then began to kiss my mouth as I tasted a mix
of alcohol as our tongues played. I was stunned, because up until then, I
was a virgin. Yes, I said it. A virgin. She helped me out along the way
though, as I thrust into her cunt hard and then soft, and hard, and harder,
and soft. I was unsure of what to do, so I just went along with how she
reacted. She moaned, I pushed deeper. She moaned louder, I rammed her
pussy hard. She bit my ear, I screamed. She giggled. Before I knew it, I
had erupted into her cunt, filling her with sticky cum that dripped from my
cock head.
"Oh shit!" She jumped. "I'm gonna get pregnant! Gee, my boyfriend is
gonna be so mad at me." She confessed.
"What?" I backtracked, and felt my heart sink. My first real lay, and I
was going to die. Yay me!
She collected her things and walked out of my stall, then turned around
and said, "Call me," making that phone gesture to her ear.
I quickly pulled my pants back in place, and went back to work hiding
out as was my usual way until my shift had ended.
I knew I was fired, and not only because I had just fucked the bosses
daughter, but because the boss believed me to be gay and thought I was
trying to fuck him.
I have more free time I suppose. Sometimes, late at night, my neighbor

is out. A woman in her late 30's married to a jerk. She was average,
looking nice in her clothes, fit with a nice set of tits. I have been
wanting to fuck her since I saw her just a few short years ago.
Her husband was a businessman. Always away on business, doing business,

and making lots of money.
Carrie, being her name, always thought that her husband was having an
affair with another woman. She had spent every night wondering, and
finally he confessed. They were outside one day, arguing about it. Tears
ran down her cheeks, and she punched him in the mouth, causing him to
almost fall backwards on his ass. He hopped in his car, and sped away.
For nights, I thought maybe I should go and say something. Talk to her.
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She wasn't the same since he left. I had the urge to do so one evening,
and was ready to go, when I glanced towards the window at movement. The
blinds to her house were still open, and she walked around topless. My
cock stiffened in my pants. She continued walking around letting her tits
show. I quickly turned off my lights, and crept towards my window, peeking
at her while I remained in the dark.
I felt like such a pervert. I didn't care. I stuck my hand down my

pants and grabbed my pecker, rubbing it slow as she stood at her
television, changing the channels. I thought it was odd. She had a new
television, and didn't have a remote. Maybe she threw it at her husband
and it mashed to pieces. Yeah!
She moved out of the room for something, but I couldn't see her. Other
curtains were closed. It must have been minutes before she reappeared.
This time, she wore a top. I was disappointed. That was my cue to go jerk
off.
I went to my room and turned on the light. Laying back on my bed I

yanked my penis from its place, and masturbated to the thoughts of her
delicious tits. That really set me off as I stroked furiously on my
erection. I wanted those nipples in my mouth. To squeeze them, and cum on
them. Oh, that really did it for me, and I squirted a long stream of nut
into the air and it landed on my stomach. Tissues were near for me to use,
and I wiped the sticky jizz from my belly and tossed it into the trash can.
Night after night, I hoped that she would do it again. No such luck. I
peeked out from my window only to see closed blinds and shadows moving
around. One night, however, it happened. I just got home from a late
shift at work. I was tired. As I walked towards the kitchen, I happened
to look over towards the window and saw Carrie, again, walking around
topless. Instant erection. She moved seductively around the house, and
arranged things on shelves that probably didn't need to be fixed.
"She's OCD," I thought to myself. My bulge pushing at the seams of my

pants. She often disappeared, doing other things and leaving me with a
huge boner, before coming back to the room. Tease.
This now was an every night thing. She would walk around, cleaning her
house, and exposing those perfect round tits to me. Sometimes, she even
touched them a little like it was nothing.
As I stared at her from the darkness of my home, through the open blinds
to her lit living room, she turned and looked at me, and she covered her
chest with her arms. "What?" I thought to myself, then realized I forgot
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to turn the damn hall light out behind me.
When I looked back towards the house, she was gone, and I heard her door
slam shut. Before I knew what the hell to do, a loud knock echoed from my
back door.
"Oh God, oh God, oh God, oh fuck!" I panicked. As I was going to hide

somewhere, I heard another knock. "Oh shit!" I blurted. Wanting to
explain myself, I answered the door, feeling my stomach twist and turn. I
wanted to puke.
When I opened the door, Carrie stood looking at me, staring at me with
lowered eyebrows and her arms folded over a button up shirt, holding her
breast in away from view.
"Uh, hey, geez, um." Was all I could mutter.
"I saw you looking at me." She said, slightly raising her tone. "Did
you like what you saw?" She asked, sounding really upset.
"I uh, yeah, um, no." I muttered again, trying to choose my answer
carefully.
Before I could speak, she gave a small smile, almost enjoying torturing
me. "It's oh kay," She said, speaking lower and no longer upset. "Can I
tell you a secret?" She asked.
"Sure," I responded, not knowing if it was going to be bad or good.
"I knew all along that you were watching me." She admitted. "I saw you.
The first night I walked around nearly nude, I saw you." She continued. "I
left the room to find myself a shirt to wear, and looked outside from my
bedroom window. I looked at your window, and I saw the outline of your
face staring into my living room. I felt angry, and was going to call the
cops. I stood around and debated on what I should do. I went upstairs and
walked into my room," Carrie said, getting into the story. "I hadn't
turned on the lights yet, and looked out to see your lights come on. I
looked out, not really knowing why, but I did. Your curtain wasn't
properly closed, and I could see straight to your bed.
"Uh oh, I know where this is going," I thought, feeling embarrassed now.
She dropped her arms slowly, leaving an opening to her shirt exposing
her sexy cleavage. As I sneaked a few peeks at her, she kept talking. "I
watched you play with your cock, masturbating and enjoying yourself. I
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only wondered what you were thinking about. Then I realized, it was me.
It had to be." She sounded excited. "It was hot. Turned me on."
Before I could say anything, Carrie reached over and kissed my lips.
Her hand cupped my pants over my bulge, and she whispered, "I see I'm doing
it again. I just had to come and make sure you knew. And now, I just want
to cum," She purred in my ear.
That was all it took, and I grabbed her wrist and led her to my room.
We stripped off our clothes and she threw me on the bed, falling between
my legs and taking me whole into her mouth. The tip of my cock touched the
back of her throat, and she gagged, and held on sucking me hard and jerking
me with a tight grip. I moaned softly, then grew louder as she sucked
harder. "Cum in my mouth," She begged me. "Cum in my mouth!" I didn't
hold back and did as she asked me to do. I let loose and semen shot out of
me, hitting her tonsils as she gulped it down, licking her lips.
"Fuck me!" She now begged. I threw her onto the bed, and was going to
fuck her, when she said, "From behind." Never done that. I did anyways.
Using her hand, she got my cock hard again. I watched her get in doggy
position and I slipped my cock in her from behind, in her behind.
"Oh, not yet!" She protested. "Here ya go," She said as she grabbed my
cock and guided it into her fresh pussy. Not being able to control myself,
I thrust harder, filling her deep and pounding against her ass hard as she
screamed with lust and begged for me to go harder and deeper. My dick
pumped her cunt for all its worth, and she groaned, and made sounds, and
cried out in both pain and pleasure. I tore into her making her pussy lips
red and bruised.
"Eat my pussy!" She demanded. Tossing me to the side, I fell on my

back. She lifted herself over my face and lowered down for me to taste her
juices. The sweetness combined with a slight salty taste drove me wild as
I dove in, licking her lips and wiggling my tongue around to clean up her
fluids with each orgasm. She had several. I was excited, and kept going.
Another orgasm came and sent her body shaking as she released a gush of
pussy juices all over my face and the sheets underneath me.
Pausing to collect herself, Carrie got into the doggy position again.
"Oh kay," She said catching her breath, "Fuck my tight ass." I pulled
myself up against her buttocks and inserted my cock between her cheeks and
into her rectum. My thrusts were slow and she moaned with delight.
"A little harder," She whispered, and I pushed in hard and smacked into
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her as I thrust more faster and harder. Before long, I was pounding
against her ass making it red from skin slapping and hard fucking. My
fingers reached underneath and played with her clitoris. She loved that,
and made me stick more fingers in her while I beat against her ass fucking
it with my dick.
"Oh, yeah," She groaned loudly. "Tear me up, baby. Cum in my hot tight
ass!" She screamed aloud. I beat hard into her and released the thickest,
hottest, stickiest load deep inside her back hole, making her wince, then
cry out as she had one last powerful orgasm.
"Oh fucking shit!" I cried out. "That was so great." I said to her. We
lay next to each other after that, and talked. Many thoughts went through
our minds, and we came up with an idea.
To this day, we're still together. I'm now 32, and she's in her early
forties. We keep up with the fantasies and stuff, peeking at her from my
window. What's funny is she had went through her divorce. She got to keep
the house, along with a shit load of money. She kept her home just so I
could peep at her naked from my window. We're married and expecting a
child in the next few months.
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DOWN IN THE PARK
"We are not lovers, we are not romantics, we are here to serve you"
-Marilyn Manson
"Get down on your knees!" Britt ordered Summer. She stood over her,
holding a leash that attached at the clip to a spiked collar. She pulled
at the throat as Summer was yanked back.
"Yes..." Summer tried to speak.
"Yes, what?" Britt asked looking down at her slave.
"Yes, Mistress," She finished.
"Good girl," Britt told her, looking down at her thick body.
Summer wore only a pair of white panties. Her full, perky breast hung
low as she was on her knees crawling, and her knees scuffed from her
journey. The collar around her throat was back with small silver spikes
protruding from the leather base.
Britt stood over her body, wearing only panties herself. Her frame also
wearing cotton panties, with a butterfly on the crotch area. Her large
breast bounced with each step. Her nipples stood out tough.
"Lead the way," Britt ordered Summer. She obeyed, and crawled slow down
the long road. Some people stood outside on their porches, and watched as
the two girls made way to the Athena Park. Britt could feel her groin
begin to get wet, and she stopped abruptly, with the leash jerking at
Summer's collar. "Oh!" She winced.
"What was that?" Britt asked, holding up the leash and looking into
Summer's striking blue eyes, and her black hair hung low to the ground.
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"Yes, Mistress," She replied, staring sensually into Britt's beautiful

blue eyes, and admiring her long dirty blond hair. As summer's eyes
slipped lower, she became aroused at the sight of Britt's hard nipples.
Both pierced with rings, and black balls that fit her attitude.
"Call me, Britt!" She said to Summer.
Summer was about to do so, when Britt added to what she had just said.
"AFTER, you eat my pussy," She ordered once more, then winked slightly.
Summer stared up at Britt's eyes, and obeyed. They stood in the middle
of the small side street, and Britt parted her legs slightly for her to
slide in. Summer was still on her knees, as she scooted closer, pulling
down her panties, and hungrily placing her open mouth over Britt's waiting
hole. The flavor of her juices filled her mouth, and the sweet aroma
tickled her nostrils, making her coo and cream herself. Summer began to
lick around Britt's hot clit, and then around the outside of her shaved
mound.
"Eat it! Eat it good, slave," Britt ordered, almost tipping over from
the intense session. "Oh, fuck it!" Britt spoke, pulling the leash. Britt
pulled her hard, as Summer's knees bled a little. Britt made it to the
hood of a car, and leaned back on it. She once again parted her legs, as
her panties slipped fully off. She dropped the leash. As Summer saw this,
she knew that she could go for it. Nothing holding her back. She lifted
up from her knees, and walked towards Britt, licking her lips from the
previous engagement. As she did, she slipped down her own panties. Her
now open shaved hole was visible to Britt's eyes. Summer slid into Britt's
vagina, penetrating her with her tongue, and tasting the juicy center.
Summer began to rub her own clit, as onlookers gathered to witness the
event.
Britt and Summer paused, then they met each others faces, kissing their
lips.
"Let's go to the park," Britt said to Summer as she followed. They made
their way, holding each others hand. As they finally made it to the
parking lot, they hurriedly jogged to an area with picnic tables. Instead
of Britt leaning onto the bench, she forced Summer onto it, as Britt slid
sexily down her stomach. She kissed her way down. As she made it to
Summer's dripping hole, she did not hesitate in slipping her tongue inside
and tasting her sweet cum. Summer moaned. She placed her right hand on
the back of Britt's head, and pulled her in deep.
"Uh, oh my God! Don't....stop!" She begged. Britt continued. Her
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hunger for Summer's tight wet pussy made her finger her own clit. She
rammed two fingers inside herself, and moaned as she continued licking and
slurping. Her tongue penetrated Summer's orifice, and she slowly licked
the pink folds as Summer released an orgasm, spilling hot, wet juices all
over Britt's mouth and face.
Summer shook after the intensity of release, and paused to catch breath.
Britt tugged at the leash, and Summer opened her eyes, knowing what was
to come. She didn't resist as she let Britt pull the leash to lead her
back home. This time, she was not crawling. Not yet, anyways, as Britt
was thinking amongst herself.
[ Home Sweet Home ]
Summer lay on their bed, and Britt walked towards her. Her hands
reached out, grabbing Summer's as she cuffed her to the railings. Summer
looked into Britt's eyes, and a tear rolled down her cheek. Not a sad
tear, but for pain. Pain was in turn positive, as pain equaled pleasure.
"Try and get out of that one, slave," Britt said to Summer, as she
produced a whip. She wore only a fresh pair of panties, and Summer wore
none. Her naked body lay sprawled out, ready to take a beating for her
Mistress.
Whip! Britt brought down the whip onto Summer's legs. Whip! Another.
"Oh!" Cried Summer.
"Oh?" Britt responded. She grabbed Summer by her left breast and
squeezed on it, making it turn blue.
"Ooo," Summer cooed.
"Much better," Britt said to her. She leaned over, putting her mouth
around Summer's large, pink nipple on her left breast, and bit down on it.
Not too hard, but enough to make her respond in delight. She twirled
Summer's nipple piercing around in her mouth. The barbell danced with her
tongue, and she pulled at it with her teeth.
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"Mmmm," Britt moaned, and finished, "Don't move," She winked.
Britt reached in a table next to the bed, and pulled out a long chain,
and a leather collar. Unlocking the cuffs from the railing, she placed
Summer in the doggy position. Pulling her hands behind her back, she
handcuffed them in place. With the chain, she attached a part to the
collar, and tightened it around Summer's neck. The rest of the chain
wrapped around the railing and through the bottom to hold her in place.
Summer looked up at Britt. Her cunt dripping juices down her inner
thigh.
Britt raised the whip, and let loose onto Summer's rear end. "Oh!
..uh...more!" She cried. Again, the whip belted her buttocks, and left a
long red welt on her cheeks. "Again!" She screamed. Britt whipped her
harder this time, and the whip left another red welt on her tail, as a
small line of blood formed.
Britt relaxed in front of Summer with her groin directly placed in front
of her face. She grabbed the back of Summer's black hair, and pulled,
yanking her into her wet crotch. She licked her Mistress as she was forced
to. She rotated her tongue around, and circled Britt's hole, tasting her
juices.
"Do it harder, now!" Britt commanded. Summer obliged, and penetrated

deep into her vaginal opening. Britt could not hold herself any longer,
and she squirted her juices onto Summer's face.
They were tired now, and Britt lay next to Summer's still chained body.
"Okay, my turn!" Britt said excitedly.
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LOVE LOST AND FOUND
The sounds of the keyboard being used and tapped on livened up the rooms on both ends of
the Instant Messenger conversation, between Lynne and Mark.
SweetGirl07: When can we meet?
GuessWho1974: We could meet anytime you like? I make myself available anytime you ask.
SweetGirl07: Okay, well, how about meeting me later around 6 o'clock?
GuessWho1974: Sure. Name the place.
SweetGirl07: Oh, I'm not good with places. Will you meet me at the park?
GuessWho1974: Which one?
SweetGirl07: Julian Park.
GuessWho1974: LOL. I can definitely do that.
An instant message box popped up interrupting Lynne typing and she recognized it as Ralph.
It read:
UrManAlways05: Hey?
SweetGirl07: What?
UrManAlways05: You want to hang out? Go see a movie or something? I psyched myself up
for chick flicks. I'm prepared. lol.
SweetGirl07: Oh, um, I'm sorry Ralph. I already made plans for tonight. Some other time
though. Okay?
UrManAlways05: Sure. Yeah. It's fine.
SweetGirl07: You okay?
UrManAlways05: Oh. Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?
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SweetGirl05: Okay, well I do have to go. I'll talk to you later, k?
UrManAlways05: Yeah.
Lynne clicked back to the previous post with Mark, and he left a few messages.
GuessWho1974: U there?
GuessWho1974: Lynne?
She typed....
SweetGirl07: I'm here.
Lynne paused and thought of an excuse.
SweetGirl07: Sorry, I grabbed a soda from the fridge.
GuessWho1974: Okay. See you around 6 then? How will we know each other?
SweetGirl07: I'll wear a scarf. Light blue. I'll be sitting on a bench by a tree near the middle of
the park.
SweetGirl07: And you?
GuessWho1974: Okay. Brown jacket, and, a hat. A trucker hat. And scruffy jeans. LOL.
SweetGirl07: He He. Well, I'll see you at 6.
GuessWho1974: It's a date then.
SweetGirl07: He He, sure. Bye 4 now.
GuessWho1974: LOL. I'll see you there.
Both windows closed, and Lynne jumped up to get ready. Sitting in the chair almost naked
meant taking more time to get herself ready. She wore soft cotton white panties that wrapped
gently against her lower hips. Her 42 D breasts looked sexy and free with no bra to support.
She dropped her panties and prepared for a nice hot shower. The water felt hot, but sensual
among her skin and she felt relaxed and ready to meet Mark.
[ Meeting At The Park ]
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Lynne sat down on a bench near the center of the park, by a tree, exactly the spot she
mentioned. She also wore her light blue scarf. Sitting there she looked around in circles to
see if he was around. Looking at her watch, it read 5:54. A few minutes early, but better early
than late. It was a little chilly out, but she wore warm jeans and a nice warm coat.
A woman walked towards Lynne. She looked young, maybe 19 or 20. Her dark hair blew in
the wind. She wore a black tee over a gray long sleeved shirt. Her pants ripped dark jeans,
and black boots underneath. She smiled and spoke to Lynne.
"Hey there. What's a girl like you doing sitting here all by yourself?" She asked.
"I'm waiting for someone," Lynne answered.
The girl bit her lower lip and smiled more, taking in the sight of Lynne's body.
"My name's Juliana," she introduced herself.
"I'm Lynne." she responded.
"I saw you from way over there," Juliana said pointing at the bleachers near the baseball
field," and I thought I would come to see how you were doing." she finished.
"I'm good, just, waiting on someone."
"I won't keep you then," Juliana spoke softly smiling. "But, if you ever need a friend, here's my
number." Juliana reached for Lynne's arm, pulled out a pen and wrote down her number on
Lynne's right wrist.
"Okay." Lynne said.
"For anything, please call me." Juliana said smiling and gave a wink. She got up and walked
off.
Lynne watched her leave, until a voice spoke from behind her.
"Lynne?" A man's voice asked.
Lynne turned around. "Mark?" she answered.
"Wow, you look great. How are you?"
"I just...I'm great. I was a little nervous coming out here, and to be honest, you look a lot better
than I thought." She admitted.
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"You look exactly how I thought you would," he too admitted.
Lynne blushed, and they began to walk around talking about different things, love life to
family.
Lynne and Mark stopped where they were and looked in each others eyes. They held hands,
and they leaned in to share their first kiss.
They again looked into each others eyes, and started to walk together again.
"It's getting late, Lynne," Mark said. "You might say no, but, would you like to come back to my
apartment and have a drink?"
Lynne thought about it. Her eyes met his again, and she said,"That would be nice, Mark."
They walked to his apartment, and the wind grew colder than it was before. The street lights
shed a glow and leaves rustled.
"Here we are."
"Ooh, I'm so cold." Lynne said holding herself tight.
"The heat is just right," he said making her feel welcome.
His key slid in the slot and he turned it opening his door. He was right, the air was perfect.
Warmed you up in no time without making you feel hot. Lynne smiled as he took her coat and
scarf, and put them on the hook next to the door.
"I have beer, wine coolers, and liquors." Mark said, insisting on taking at least one shot.
giggling, Lynne said,"Okay, I'll have one shot. ONE shot of tequila." She finished giggling
again. "And, a wine cooler too."
Mark went to the kitchen and poured 2 shots of tequila. One for him, and one for her. Then he
grabbed a beer and a Wild Berry wine cooler, put all of them on a tray and served them in the
living room. Lynne smiled. Mark sat next to Lynne, handed her the shot, and toasted her.
Tipping back the tequila shots until the glass felt hollow, Lynne stared into Mark's eyes feeling
mesmerized. Mark opened the wine cooler for her and sat it in front of her for when she was
ready to drink it.
[ Later In The Night ]
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Lynne tilted her head back and let the liquor slide down her throat. Tequila bottle in one hand,
and shot glass in the other. Mark looked on at her and lifted his shot glass to be filled again
and again with hers. He felt that if she was going to drink a lot, he was going to match.
Mark swallowed his shot, and grabbed a lime wedge to chew on. He sat back and opened his
eyes to see Lynne's looking at him. "How do you feel?" He asked her.
"I feel a bit sloshed, I do." she slurred. Her top unbuttoned some and her cleavage opened to
view.
As Mark rest his head, Lynne jumped onto his lap and started to kiss his lips. He kissed her
back and they held kisses for minutes on end. Lynne slid down between Mark's legs, and
fumbled with his zipper trying to open them up. Mark unfastened quickly the rest of her shirt
and reached around to unhook her bra. Lynne became overcome with lust and Mark could
feel the intensity as she yanked his pants down to his knees and engulfed his semi erect
penis into her mouth.
"Get hard for me, Mark!" she begged, still slurring a bit. "Don't you want me? Get hard for
me." She continued.
As Lynne kept sucking on his long member, it finally became hard inside her mouth. He
moaned aloud as she stroked his cock fiercely with her hands pumping him wanting his thick
semen to enter her awaiting mouth. His hands dug into the cushions.
Keeping Mark's cock inside her mouth, Lynne raised her ass end up and pulled off her pants
and panties. Her shaved pussy dripping with hot cum. She raised up and leaned back onto
the arm of the love-seat, spreading her legs and rubbing her clitoris. Mark licked his lips and
stroked his erection ready to give in to his lusts for her body. As Mark moved halfway down,
he let his dick glide into her fuck hole penetrating deep and pushing back hard to fill her up.
Lynne wrapped her legs around Mark's lower back and he stroked in and out, in and out
feeling the hot walls of her cunt swallowing and tightening at each thrust. He felt the contact of
skin to skin as bodies smacked against each other with force of pleasure and pain at the
same time.
"Give it to me, baby!" Lynne screamed.
Mark slammed into her making Lynne scream louder and louder, surely waking the
neighborhood. He grabbed her hands and held them down as he kept going, battering and
ramming her cunt. She screamed more.
"Hurt me, hurt me! Fuck my pussy!" She demanded, as he kissed her mouth and gave few
more hard thrusts before a jolt, and release of cum blasting inside her vaginal orifice. Mark
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lifted up a bit tapping her G spot and causing her to shake and shoot cum from her already
sopping wet pussy.
They both finished and lay back naked together enjoying themselves and relaxing.
[ Months Go By ]
Lynne and Mark have been dating and seeing each other everyday since that first night they
met. They both pleasured one another and made sure the other was satisfied.
Lynne was sitting around on her couch reading a book. She loved novels of suspense and
terror, and also the occasional romance.
Mark was soon to be over. He promised her candies, flowers and a surprise. She could hardly
wait. He was her man, and she would just be happy to see him.
A little time went by without Mark showing up, or even a call to say he wouldn't make it. Lynne
sat and drank her now cold cocoa. She was just getting up, when there was a rapid knock on
the door. It made her jump, but she walked towards, and answered the door. She felt her
heart sink deep into her stomach as just a few feet away stood an officer and a woman who
Lynne instantly recognized as Mark's older sister.
"What happened?" Lynne said aloud as tears welled up into her eyes.
"I'm so sorry Lynne," Catherine, Mark's sister spoke. "Mark was walking along the side of the
road. He had flowers in his hand and candies." Her eyes too began to gush tears. "He was
struck by a drunk driver who lost control of his vehicle."
"Oh my God! No, it can't be!" Lynne screamed, bursting into tears.
"I'm so sorry." Catherine said as she held Lynne hugging her and calming her cries.
As Lynne and Catherine separated, Catherine reached into her coat pocket and presented a
small gray box. "Here Lynne. He had this with him."
Lynne took it, and opened it up, and inside sat an engagement ring. A beautifully cut diamond
lay atop of white gold. It gleamed in the light, and was exactly what she hoped her
engagement ring would be. Tears welled up in her eyes again. Catherine wiped them away
with her right hand.
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"Oh my, it's just so beautiful." Lynne said calming herself.
[ The Funeral ]
The service went on with family members chatting away and upset relatives showing up
drunk. It wasn't too bad, and Lynne spoke to everyone, and was hugged by respectable
members trying to show their sincerity. Lynne was happy for once. She knew that she had
family even through the untimely departure of her young, loving boyfriend.
Lynne glanced over to the corner. Near flowers, cards, and notes....Ralph stood there holding
his arms crossed. Lynne walked over to him.
"What are you doing here?" She asked.
"I used to work with Mark." He replied. "He was like my best friend."
"I'm sorry." Lynne said.
"No, it's okay. God called and he answered."
As the service ended, and they finally buried Mark below the earth, Ralph hugged and held
onto Lynne so she was alright.
"Thank you, Ralph." Lynne said, giving him a sincere hug of thanks.
"Oh, it was nothing. I'm here for you if you ever need me." He returned with.
Lynne let go, and left the funeral. Ralph stood in the background watching her every step of
the way. She disappeared into a crowd of people who were also leaving, and cars that were
driving away.
[ Juliana ]
Lynne sat slumped backwards into her couch, and pulled out the number that the girl, Juliana,
had given her. She made sure to write it down on paper before washing the original from her
skin. She hesitated, not knowing what to say. She didn't really think Juliana would remember
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her all this time later. Lynne picked up the phone from it's place, and dialed the numbers
making sure she pressed the right ones. The ling rang. Her hands shook lightly. A second
ring. The other line answered.
"Hello." A girls voice responded.
"Juliana?" Lynne asked.
"Naw, man." the girl replied. "Juliana? Line." she called into the background.
"Hello?" Juliana's voice spoke.
"Uh, hi. Remember me?" Lynne asked nervously.
Lynne was about to apologize and hang up her end, when Juliana answered. "Lynne, right?"
"Yeah."
"The girl from the park. Yeah, I remember you." She said.
"I lost my boyfriend," Lynne said beginning to cry.
"Hey, don't cry." Juliana said trying to comfort Lynne. "Look, you wanna meet me
somewhere?" She asked Lynne.
"I, don't know." Lynne answered between sobs.
"Where do you live?" Juli asked. "Tell you what, I'll meet you in the same spot in the park we
met the first time." Juli said, unsure if that would make Lynne cry more or say yes to.
Lynne stopped crying, and said, "Sure."
"Alright. Give me 15." Juli responded.
"Be there." Lynne answered.
They both hung up, and Lynne put her coat on. As she was ready to leave, an instant
message popped up on her screen.
UrManAlways05: Lynne?
UrManAlways05: I just wanted to see how you are doing.
Lynne looked at the screen, but decided she couldn't answer now. She turned back towards
the door, and walked out heading towards the empty park.
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[ Meeting Again At the Park ]
It was dark outside, being after nine. The street lights led the way, until it was time to walk
towards the middle. There, in the center, no lights glowed, and anyone could be hidden
waiting. Usually, there were drug dealers making a sale, prostitutes turning tricks to make
their money, and even couples having sex. As Lynne neared the center, she saw Juliana, and
a tall figure standing next to her. She wanted to turn around, but instead walked toward them.
"Hey." Juli spoke, taking a last hit from her cigarette before throwing it to the ground. "I hope
you weren't scared, but, I brought my friend Bulldog with me."
Lynne looked at him slowly, and bulldog returned with a gentle smile. Lynne smiled back.
"Why do they call you Bulldog?" She asked.
He leaned in, and still smiling said, "I just love to fight."
Lynne looked at him funny, but never lost her smile.
"No, that's not why." Juli said, giggling. "Look at his face. He looks like a Bulldog." She
finished.
Lynne giggled.
"Plus he can't stop chasing the cat." Juli added. "But don't let any of that fool you. He really
does love to fight."
"Oh," Lynne muttered.
"Don't worry, he's harmless."
Lynne, Juliana, and Bulldog walked back to Juli's place, talking about the past and everything
they were going through recently. Lynne felt happy, and warm inside. A smile lit up her face as
Juli told a few jokes.
The three neared a small building. It didn't look so bad, except for a few guys that hung
around on the front steps.
"I'm up on the second floor." Juli said, turning towards Lynne.
"Okay." Lynne responded, feeling a little better than previously.
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Bulldog said his goodbye's and walked over towards the small crowd of guys that were still by
the steps. Lynne and Juli walked past them and made their way through the door. The hallway
looked messy, but as Lynne thought, "At least there are no drunks passed out on the steps."
The two made their way up a small flight of steps and turned right coming to a white door that
read 2B.
"Come on in, Lynne." Juli said as she pulled softly on Lynne's coat.
Inside the apartment, a couch sat back against a wall. The television on the opposite end, and
a coffee table sat in between. Numerous initials were carved in the table. Across the room in
the open kitchen stood two girls. One wore a black tee, and baggy jeans. Her hair black, with
pink tips. She had a tattoo on her neck of her name. Angel. The other girl wore only a black
bra, and short black Gothic skirt. A large dragon tattoo ran up her side, and she held a
piercing in her nose. He hair was dark purple. Juliana introduced them to Lynne.
"Lynne, this here is Angel. The other one here is Asia." Juliana introduced them as.
"Do you smoke?" Asia asked Lynne.
"I've never smoked a cigarette in my life." Lynne answered.
Angel held up a joint, and let Lynne see it.
"Oh, I don't know." Lynne responded.
"It's okay if you say no. We'll never make you do something you don't wanna do." Juli assured
Lynne.
"Okay." Lynne answered.
The girls sat down on the couch, and Lynne sat in the middle.
"Do you want something to drink?" Asia asked Lynne, holding up a bottle of Jack Daniels.
Lynne grabbed the bottle and took a small gulp from it. The girls looked on, impressed, but
being cautious.
Asia slipped the joint between her lips, and lit the tip as she inhaled, holding it in her lungs for
a few seconds, and releasing it.
Lynne shyly stuck out her hand as the girls looked at her. Asia handed her the joint, and
Lynne placed the butt in between her lips. She took a small drag, before coughing, and trying
to catch her breath.
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Angel grabbed the joint, as the girls calmed her and asked her if she was alright.
"Yeah, cough. I'm fine." Lynne said feeling dizzy, but really good inside.
Juliana held onto Lynne's side and pulled her close. Lynne felt relaxed, but noticed a feeling
of need burning inside her body. She became warm, and closed her eyes.
"Lynne?" Juliana called to her.
"Yes?" Lynne answered still on cloud nine.
"Me and the girls wanted to know something." Juli said as she still held her close.
"Yes?" Lynne answered again.
"We wanted to know if you've ever been with a woman." Juli asked straight forward.
Lynne still held her eyes closed and said, "No."
The girls looked on not knowing what else to ask, when Lynne responded, "You can be my
first."
As Juli moved and lay Lynne down on the couch, Lynne pushed her hand down her pants and
began fingering her vagina. Angel and Asia looked at each other and then back down at
Lynne. Her eyes still closed, and her hand slipping in and out faster at each movement.
Juli leaned down and kissed Lynne on the mouth. Their tongues wiggled against each others.
Angel and Asia instantly removed their clothes, and leaned down to remove Lynne's pants.
Lynne helped them as she sat up and removed her top and bra. Lynne sucked the juices from
her fingers as Angel leaned in to suck on her hard nipples. Her large, breasts hung like
grapefruits, as Asia leaned in to suck on the opposite nipple.
Juli removed her clothes, removing her pants, and sliding her panties away off her hips. Her
clean shaved pink slit visible to all, as Lynne grabbed onto Juli pulling her close. Juli sat
loosely on Lynne's face, as she began to lick her middle, first slowly, then penetrating her with
her tongue. Lynne's right hand slid back down, entering her hole as she pushed her fingers
deep to fill her hot, dripping pussy. Asia dropped down between Lynne's legs and sucked on
her lips. The taste was enough to make Asia cum herself. Lynne wiggled her tongue as she
fucked Juli's cunt with her mouth.
"Uh, uh, uh!" Juli cooed as she came in Lynne's mouth. Asia moved her tongue fast against
Lynne's clitoris as she finger fucked her hole making her move and moan. The built up sex
inside Lynne caused her to burst, as a stream of cum shot straight out onto Asia's face.
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"Oh, we have a shooter!" Asia said happily, as she licked the cum from her lips, wiping it with
her fingers and massaging it into her own oozing pussy. Angel continued to suck hard on
Lynne's nipple as she fingered herself.
The four licked each other, penetrating each others holes and satisfying their sexual cravings.
It was late, so Juli grabbed Lynne's hand to take her to bed. Angel and Asia continued to
please each other on the couch, lighting up another joint in between and taking swigs of Jack
as they once again sucked each others slits dry before they came again and again.
Inside the bedroom, the walls were covered with bands posters, and a computer sat in the
corner. The bed was large and looked comfortable. Lynne fell back onto the bed, and said,
"Fuck me!"
"Are you sure you want to go further?" She asked.
"Yes." Lynne answered, giggling and rubbing herself again.
Juli slid down Lynne's body, kissing her nipples and down her stomach. Her face nestled
against Lynne's sopping wet pussy, and Juli slipped her tongue inside. Lynne's juices flowed
and gushed out, causing Juli to lick up every bit as she filled her mouth with the taste of sweet
and salty juices. Lynne felt her tits as Juli popped in and out of her, making her body tremble.
Lynne's next orgasm caused her to shake uncontrollably as Juli struggled to keep and drink
down each bit. The two collapsed next to each other, hoping that after they catch their breath,
they may do it again. Both of them passed out, and cuddled next to each other like lovers
embrace.
[ The Next Morning ]
As Lynne woke up, she noticed her clothes laying on the end of the bed. The other three were
up, and already making themselves something to eat. Lynne slid out of bed, and put her
clothes on. She walked towards the door and stepped into the living room. Juli greeted her.
"Good morning." Juli kissed her forehead.
Lynne looked at her, and smiled.
"Look, about last night," Juli began to say.
"It's fine," Lynne answered. "I had a great time, so, don't apologize." She finished assuring Juli
and the girls everything was just fine. "It took my mind off of things and you made me feel
happy and welcome." She said still smiling. As she hugged Juli again, she said, "It's not
something that I can do everyday."
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Juliana had a look of sadness, but understanding across her face.
"I'll come back sometime, and I will keep in touch, but I hope you understand that my mind is
set."
"I understand." Juli said as she and Lynne hugged each other tight. The other two girls joined
in.
I have to go, but, here's my number." Lynne said as she grabbed a pen to write down her
number. She grabbed hold of Juli's right arm, and wrote down her number on Juli's wrist.
Juli smiled, and again kissed Lynne's forehead. Lynne grabbed her cheeks gently and kissed
Juli on the lips. "Thank you, again." She spoke.
Lynne turned around and stepped out the front door. The hallway was quiet, and as she
walked down the stairs, Bulldog stood there by the exit.
"I just wanted to say bye and stuff." He said, as he gave Lynne a gentle hug. Lynne smiled
and said goodbye. She walked outside and down the street. The sun was bright and she felt
sadness float away. She made her way home.
[ Back At Home ]
As Lynne walked closer to her home, she noticed Ralph sitting on the front steps. His coat
wrapped tightly around him.
"Oh my God, Ralph. What are you doing here?" She asked concerned and upset. "Have you
been here all night?" She continued.
"Uh, yeah." He answered, looking around. "I know I shouldn't have stopped by and stuff," he
said serious but looking goofy, "but I didn't get a return instant message. I didn't know what
happened, and feared for your safety."
"That's so sweet, Ralph." She giggled. She invited him inside to warm up, and he followed her
in. She made him some cocoa, and gave it to him. "It has marshmallows," She said.
"Thank you," He answered, smiling.
"Look, Ralph, I know why you are here." She said, straightforward.
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"You do?" He replied.
"Yes." She answered. "I think I have always known. I have just been ignoring it for so long."
She finished.
Ralph looked at her in surprise. He wanted to hear her say what he always hoped she would
say.
"I love you, too, Ralph." She uttered. "You didn't ever have to say it." She said, looking him in
his eyes.
"Oh, Lynne." I've wanted to be with you for so long. "I didn't know if you knew or not."
"I knew." She said. Lynne grabbed his hand and led him into her bedroom. "I want to give you
something. You can't say no." She said, winking at him.
Ralph smiled, and understood. "I won't say no." He winked back.
Lynne led Ralph into her room, turning towards him and kissing his lips. As they kissed, she
removed her coat. Ralph removed his, and they slowly took off their clothes while still
connected. The passion was irresistible. The emotions were deep. Standing before each
other they were both naked. The heat from their bodies filling the room, and they laid down
cuddling and kissing.
"I want you, Ralph." Lynne spoke softly.
Ralph kissed down her body, inching his way to Lynne's middle. Her vagina throbbing for him.
She reached over to her drawer, and pulled out her vibrator. Turning it on, she gave it to
Ralph. He took it, and began to rub it against her bare mound, and into her slit. He leaned it
against her clitoris, then slid it inside her making her moan. She licked her lips as he pushed
deep. His tongue probed her soft, wet pink center. She cooed and begged for more. The thrill
of her new love made the feeling deeper and more intense. Her body shook and she had an
orgasm, leaving Ralph to taste and clean up the juices overflowing from her pussy. Ralph
filled his mouth with the sticky fluid.
Lynne lifted her body up and pushed him down onto the bed. Her mouth wrapped around
Ralph's cock, and she sucked on him, rubbing her hand up and down to help. His erection
melted inside her mouth as she pushed him to the back of her throat, and gagged. Her lips
tight, and her mouth hot and wet, she licked and sucked harder. The feeling of his flesh in her
mouth was good, and it tickled her tongue. His tip tapped the top of her mouth, and he
moaned loud. Harder and harder she bobbed her head up and down, jerking his dick with her
fist. As she pushed his penis to the back of her throat again, he involuntary released his sticky
load into her mouth. Her head shot up an inch with such force, as she tried to contain the load
from spilling out.
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Licking the remains drizzling from his cock, she smiled up at him. Lust filled his body as he
flipped her around in a doggy position and entered her slippery hole from the rear. Her moans
grew as he dove deep inside her, pumping his cock harder into her.
"Uh, uh, uh, yeah. Keep going. Keep going." She moaned.
Ralph grabbed her hips and smacked her rear as he filled her up with his member. She
screamed loud in pleasure as he shoved himself in harder. her ass began to redden from his
stomach smacking into it. His rhythm was quick, and his pelvis slammed into her harder and
harder. She moaned and cried out, "Fuck me! Fuck me with your big dick!"
Ralph turned her over and lay her down, leaning over her and reentering her vagina from the
front. "I want to look in your eyes when I make love to you." He said, eyes sparkling.
"I, I love you Ralph." She cried, tears falling from her eyes.
"I love you too, Lynne." He answered, kissing her lips. She kissed him back, and their bodies
wrapped together as Ralph kept a good rhythm. As they looked into each others eyes, Ralph
gave in and shot his load into her waiting hole. He held her close as he emptied his balls of all
he had.
The wait was over for him, and they lay together covering themselves with a blanket. The day
was theirs, and they fell asleep only to waken to a new life together.
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IN SPIRIT MY HELEN
It was hard for Helen to go to church again, meet new people or just
face the general public like she used to. Helen was a 63 year old widow
who had lost her husband John to Cancer. Two years had passed and she
cried herself to sleep most nights. Depressed all the time, she found
solace in alcohol and writing. Most of her scribbling would more than
likely make no sense to others if they were to read, but Helen understood
completely.
John was a factory worker for a little known company that manufactures
old fashioned style furniture, radio casings, and jukeboxes. For the
company being small, it was quite a success and John was on the verge of
getting a promotion, meaning, he would get a big bonus as well. His body
became weak and he collapsed in the middle of his shift. He died a few
weeks later at the age of 62. Doctors told Helen it was cancer, although
there weren't any signs before.
For the past few nights, Helen felt like she was not alone wherever she
went. It wasn't an uncomfortable feeling, more like a good feeling because
she felt that she was safe and protected. As she laid her head back onto
her pillow one night, her body became warm and relaxed. Sensations of
pleasure and passion ran through her body. It was something she knew well,
and not experienced in years. But she knew the feeling. Only John could
make her body feel that way. He pleasured her many times and made her body
feel like it was resting in Heaven.
"John?" Helen spoke softly. "John, I know it's you. I missed you,
John."
Before Helen's eyes, John appeared. He looked younger, and healthier,

but Helen knew it was him.
"Helen," John spoke to her,"I have missed you for a long time."
Helen began to cry, but John hushed away her tears and kissed her lips.
"I have a gift for you. Take my hand." As she held his hand, they walked
away from the bedroom and into a light, which, as they walked through, had
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changed to their place many years ago.
Helen looked in the mirror, and as she did, she noticed that she too
also looked younger and healthier.
"John?" Helen spoke,"I'm young again, John." She began to cry, but John
again wiped away her tears.
"Do not cry, my dear. This is my gift to you. Do you remember the
first time we made love? I remember it like it was yesterday. We danced
the night away, and told each other how much we felt about one another.
"Yes, John. I do. I have always thought about those days and all the
other happy days we have spent together. Holding each other. Caressing
each other."
Helen's eyes lit up and were now full of happiness.
"Let's do it all again." John walked slowly towards her and lifted her
chin with his hand. He met her eyes with his, and kissed her gently on the
lips, then cradled her next to his chest. Music began to play, and they
swayed back and forth to the melodies that followed. The whole time they
danced, they never took their eyes away from each other.
The night sky outside was lit up by a beautiful moon that left a glow on
the balcony outside their room. It was breathtaking.
As they walked out onto the balcony, they held hands and talked of the
days that went by without each other, but John hushed her, and said,"Tonight
is our night together. This night is our return to love we have missed for
far too long."
He lifted her up into his arms, and walked her into the room. Candles
lit, and the feelings of passion rose high inside Helen. "Make love to me
John. I've waited for you so long."
John laid her body down onto the soft bed. He leaned over and kissed
her lips again, and the heat of his breath tickled her neck as he kissed
there too. She moaned and cooed as he slid her robe to the side to reveal
her younger breast. His tongue began to lick around her nipples and she
ran her fingers through his hair. It was so erotic and sensual, and Helen
felt her body shake and wiggle as she had an orgasm. John slid his fingers
down her front and opened her robe up completely to reveal her whole naked
frame. As he licked around her nipples, he slid his fingers inside Helen's
vagina pushing softly in and out. As he did so, he parted her vaginal
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lips, and gently played with her clitoris.
Helen began to coo and cry in extreme pleasure. She helped John to rub
her clit as he licked and sucked gently on her nipples. His fingers pushed
deeper and faster into her wet vagina, and she came on his fingers twice.
He removed his fingers and licked clean her juices from them. He then
leaned between her legs and licked up the remaining juices from her hole,
as she quickly came again filling John's mouth with salty sweet cum.
John removed his clothes and his erect penis stood out waiting to fill
Helen's hot sex hole. Helen slid her fingers up and down the shaft as she
pushed John back onto the bed. She wrapped her warm wet lips around Johns
cock and moved up and down sucking and tasting John. He moaned. She
masturbated his shaft while she continued to lick the tip and pleasure her
husband. Pausing only seconds she jerked his cock and then licked pre-cum
away from the head. Then, she filled her mouth with his cock and continued.
John couldn't take anymore and shot a load into her mouth with intense
pressure. Helen held as much as she could in swallowing and licking up all
remnants of cum that she could. She climbed on top of him and pressed his
still throbbing cock into her wet and waiting pussy. She slowly rode up
and down as she filled herself with as much as she could of him. They
shared passionate kisses and whispered in each others ears. Johns hands
held Helen's sides as he helped her move as she went. The fire burned
inside their hearts. Love filled the room and Helen laid her body down by
John. John climbed on top of Helen and pressed his penis into her deep and
thrusted harder and faster. Her breasts bouncing and her eyes closed tight
in lust and love both.
Helen began to cry happy tears as John Continued. Helen pulled John
deeper into her and he slammed and thrust as hard as he could leaving her
vagina red. Moments later he shook and halted as he came deep inside her
hole. After a short pause, they lay side by side on their bed. They
talked about love and more as they feel into a deep slumber.
Helen never woke up. But when her body was found the next day, she lay
in her bed with her robe on, underneath her blanket, with the look of
heaven on her face. She joined John in heaven.
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MY EBONY ALYSSA
My name is Mitch, first let me say. I want to tell you about my girl.
Alyssa is a black girl I met in college. She isn't thin, but doesn't
have really any fat on her. She's built fine, and I mean fine. Long
black hair, brown eyes, light complexion. She has just the right ass for
me. Not small, and not too big. I am as white as they come. So you might
ask yourself why she wanted me. To tell you the truth, I'm not big down
there. I'm a chubby guy. I was a virgin even until we met.
Alyssa is into All sorts of things. Music, art, and poetry. She can
sing well and her poems are so beautifully written. She doesn't really
draw or paint, but she studies them on occasion.
I'm sorry, I should get to the reason why I'm telling you this. She is
an insatiable lover. Let me tell you. We were having sex the other night.
It's usually candles, music, and a drink or two....but not then. She
wanted me. She wanted me so bad I can feel the intensity of lust and
desire filling the room.
"Fuck me right now you mother fucker! Get over here and suck my clit!"
And I did.
I walked over to her, parted the lips to her pink and juicy pussy, and I
sucked on it gently, all while pushing two fingers in her wet hole. She
wiggled and moaned and rubbed her clit while I sucked on it. She kept
herself shaved clean, so I could lick on the outer lips too without worry.
She was so tasty. I laid on my back, and pulled her on top of me. She
wiggled to fit. Turning around she grabbed my dick, and stuffed it inside
her mouth. The heat and wetness of her mouth and lips drove me wild and I
was ready to cum. I licked her harder.
"Oh, God make me cum baby. Make me cum. Lick it harder." She cooed. "
Oh yeah! Stick your fingers in me. Push them inside my hot pussy baby!"
"you want it baby? Suck me harder you dirty slut. Make me shoot my cum
in your mouth."
I didn't cum just yet. I literally tossed her onto her back, parted her
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legs and pushed my rock hard cock inside her. I was filled with so much
energy, I thrust hard, but not too fast. Her tits were bouncing up and
down.
"Talk dirty to me!" She begged. "Call me a nasty whore!"
I spilled out every word I could think of. She was on fire.
"You cock sucking bitch! I'm gonna fuck that dripping cunt of yours
with my dick, you nasty whore!"
My cock was thrusting harder into her sex hole, and my body slapped
against hers making her bounce hard. She moaned, and cried out in
pleasure.
"Mmmmm, fuck me harder bitch! Fuck me! Oh GOD! Fuck me.

Ooooohh.....Oh yeah baby. Cum in my pussy!"
Her tone changed and she became more aggressive and full of lust.
"I want a baby. Cum in my pussy. I want a baby.
Her right hand was rubbing her clit while I beat her cunt red. Her
juices came flowing out like a waterfall. I reached down and rubbed it,
then licked my fingers to taste the salty sweet cum she had ejaculated from
her hole. It drove me insane.
"That's it baby, Cum for me! Cum for Mommy! Cum for me Baby!"
I came an intense load inside her fuck-hole, squeezing out every last
drop as she squeezed to fill more inside her. I pulled out and kissed her
deeply on her soft lips.
"I love you baby."
"I love you too."
We collapsed side by side onto our bed and fell asleep. Since then, our
sex has become hotter, and we try new things. Our love is perfect.
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TWINS
Waking up to the moonlight filling my window at a little past 2 am, I

felt a little horny. Let me be exact. A LOT horny. My wife Mara was away
for the weekend with friends, and her sister Kara. Her twin sister. They
were identical to a tee. Well, at least what I know of with clothes on. I
don't know about anything else.
I got up off the bed and stretched out. I walked towards the door, but
before I got to it, the door slowly opened. In walked Mara, my lovely
wife. She took one long and hard look at my massive bulge, and said,"Looks
like I am just in time." She walked over, eased my cock out of my boxers,
knelt down and took almost the whole thing into her mouth. At first, it
was almost passionate, then, she wrapped a small hand around it and sucked
harder and faster.
"Oh, God baby. Suck it good." She happily obliged. She pushed me back
onto our bed all without missing a beat or rhythm. My cock was pulsing
with built up juices, and I felt like I was ready to cum right then, but
she sensed it and stopped. Still holding onto my cock, she lay down on her
back, and with one hand pulled off her panties from underneath her skirt.
She yanked me close and ordered me to eat her cunt. So I did, and she was
far past wet, she was drenched.
"Suck my pussy! Suck it! Eat my cunt baby!" She yanked and pulled at
my hair. I did.
Now, I have to admit, this was different than our usual sexual
encounters. She was really hot tonight. So I asked in between licks,"Damn
baby, what's gotten you going tonight? She only cooed and cried out in
pleasure.
As I rest my head over her wet, pink pussy lips lapping up her juices
and hearing her oh's and yeah's, in walked her twin, Kara. I stopped what
I was doing, and gazed at her while she slowly took off her clothes licking
her lips.
"Oh, honey, you've been so naughty. Are you ready for this?" she asked.
"I'm not Kara. I am Mara, your wife."
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I looked back and forth between them, but still couldn't tell the
difference.
"I know you've been wanting this for so long, and so have I," my wife
said. "I was only more than thrilled to learn that Kara wanted it too."
Kara got up and grabbed me by the hand making me sit down on the edge of
the bed. She straddled my hard cock facing front like me, and slowly slid
up and down griding me with all it was worth. Mara lowered herself in front
of us, and wrapped her mouth on my cock as her sister's pussy was cumming
on me. she licked and sucked and tasted Kara's juices for the first time.
I was beyond thrilled and as I watched her enjoyment, I grabbed her sister
by the side, thrust my cock deep into her pussy, and came hard inside
releasing loads of semen into her.
As Kara slowly rose up off me, Mara sucked the cum off my still hard
cock."Mmm, we'll have to do this again,"she said. I'm ready anytime.
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UNWRAP A SMILE
Jesse woke up on Christmas Day. His pajama bottoms were shifted, as he

had a good nights rest. He was a 35 year old Architect, having designed
his home, and most of the designs for his land as well. His brown hair
swayed at below ears length, and his soft brown eyes pierced even the
toughest of women. Broad shoulders and sexy abs were also a big factor.
No need for other women, as his beloved Kaitlyn was everything that he
could ever want in a woman. Perky breast, soft red lips, striking green
eyes and seductive auburn hair. She had the hottest tan body that he had
ever seen on a woman. Perfect, with no flaws. 33 years of age, but looked
as if she was 20.
Jesse got up from his empty bed, and figured that his wife was already
downstairs, making breakfast and preparing the gifts. He slid on his
slippers, and walked down the steps to greet Kaitlyn. He looked around,
and did not notice her anywhere. He stepped into the kitchen, and a nice,
hot plate of food was ready for him to eat. Two eggs, sunny side up, with
hash browns and sausage links. Toast and jam, with a nice cold glass of
orange juice. He sat down on the seat, and began to eat. To his left on
the table, he saw a small note.
It Read:
Enjoy breakfast.
He continued to eat, and when he finished, he drank his orange juice.
Getting up from the table, he walked to the living room. As he made his
way around the corner to the main hall, he noticed a trail of rose petals
leading to the door. Jesse walked to it, and slowly opened the door. It
was cold outside. Fresh white snow lay covering the ground. As he looked
to the sidewalk, a small box sat. He walked out towards the box, and
picked it up, then carried it into the warm house. As he closed the door.
He noticed that a fire had just been started. He walked into the living
room and sat down in his chair and enjoyed the fire. Looking down to the
box, he opened it. Another note sat inside.
It Read:
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Close your eyes, and relax. No peeking.
He did as the note had said. Keeping his eyes closed, he relaxed his
muscles. He felt the air move slightly knowing that someone was behind
him. Without any words, he was blindfolded, and could no longer see
anything even if he opened his eyes. Small hands began to rub on his neck,
and down the front of his bare chest. He knew those hands. Kaitlyn rubbed
him the exact same way before she cuddled next to him. He was thoroughly
enjoying the moment, and relaxed even more as the warmth cradled his body.
She removed her hands and backed away.
Another sensation tickled through his body as a pair of hands rubbed

softly on his thighs, and he could feel a soft pair of breasts nestle
against his inner thighs. He became instantly erect, as the hands gently
pulled on the waistband of his pajama pants, and lowered them down to his
ankles, exposing a rather large, throbbing penis. A warm pair of lips
wrapped themselves around him, taking in little by little, so as to make
the experience very pleasurable and enjoyable.
The warm fire burned, and Jesse's body was saturated with heat both from
the fire, and from the body of this person. "Another woman maybe?" he had
wondered.
The mouth continued taking him in, twisting the tongue and sliding a
soft hand up and down to heighten the act. The feeling was more intense
than he could ever imagine. The wet, slippery tongue licked, and flicked
at his tip making pre-cum ooze as it licked it clean. The hands lifted up
his pajama pants again at the waist, and fitted them right on him. The
person moved, and got up, walking away. His wife's voice spoke gently into
his ear from behind him. "No peeking."
She untied the blindfold from his eyes, and he held them shut. His wife
walked away and as she was about to leave around the corner, she whispered
softly, but enough for him to hear, "Open your eyes."
He looked down at his lap, and another note sat there for him to read.
It read:
Was that enjoyable for you as it was for me?
"Yes," He said as he read it. He got up from his seat and was ready to
walk upstairs, when his eye saw yet another note.
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It read:
Remove your pants, and go lay down on the bed.
He did as it had asked, and removed his pajama pants on the bottom
stairwell. He slid slowly up the stairs, and entered the bedroom. His
eyes widened as he saw the bed had been made, and candles were lit on each
side of the bed post. Another blindfold lay on his pillow, and he knew
what he had to do. Tying the dark cloth around his eyes, he made sure that
he could not see anything.
Laying on his back, his penis proudly stood up into the air, the door
creaked open. He smiled a near cheesy grin. The bed was pushed down, as a
body crawled between him to his inner thighs and took his hard cock into
their mouth. It was the same, sensual mouth as before. It seemed
different from his wife's, and the mouth continued to swallow him in,
massaging the shaft. He moaned as they moved faster, and more erotic than
before. Never letting up, or loosening the lips, this person deep throated
his cock and seemed to moan very lightly too. As he was lovingly tasted by
those perfect lips, a hand reached up and rubbed a slippery juice onto his
own lips. The sweet taste of female ejaculation was tasted, and the
delightful scent filled his nostrils.
"Hello honey," Jesse greeted Kaitlyn, smiling.
"Mmm, hello lover," She replied.
He removed his blindfold, and looked down to his wife, who was again
taking him into her mouth. She didn't hold back this time, and filled her
mouth with his cock meat, sucking him in and making him moan. Her warm,
wet lips still wrapped around the shaft, and her small hands jerking to the
base, she deep throated him to the point of her gagging. Still moving, she
bounced her head up and down on his lap, tasting his cum as he ejaculated
his thick fluids into her mouth for her to swallow.
Looking up at him with her green eyes, she asked, "So, how did you know
it was me?"
"I know your scent," He told her, "And no other woman can compare to
that. Or you," He finished.
She smiled, and stood up to reveal a nice big, red bow wrapped around
her breast, down the back then wrapped around her groin. His penis
stiffened once again.
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"You know, if you did ever want to be with another woman, just ask me,"
She said to him.
"No, love. It is you and only you that I want. I'm glad that it was
you only and nobody else," He said to her, taking her small right hand and
kissing it softly.
She smiled. "Would you like to unwrap your gift, or want to know the
real Christmas present I have for you?" She asked him, biting her lower
lip, and hoping for the latter.
He looked at her, and wondered what better gift there could be that was
better than she was to him. "What do you have for me?" He asked her.
She almost hesitated. "I'm pregnant, Jesse," She mumbled, hoping that
he would be happy.
"That's...." He whispered, eyes wide, "That's....that makes me the

happiest man in the world," He said as he willingly shown her a smile. He
reached up and pulled her gently at the waist, kissing her mouth and
holding her tight. "I couldn't ask for anything more better than that," He
told her. "There is none."
"Just a little," She confessed, "But you don't have to ask." She lifted
herself up once again and stood in waiting.
He understood, and touched the ribbon, undoing each strip and unwrapping
his wife. As the bow and ribbon fell, he sat back, and admired the beauty
that his wife held. Her perfect breast, and her bare vagina. The pink
folds of her lips waiting to be touched. He pulled her close, and lay her
down in the center of the bed. He kissed her mouth, and slowly inched his
way down to her stomach, and traced his finger around her now erect
nipples. She cooed. He rubbed both hands at the sides of her hips, and
wrapped his mouth around her waiting hole. He nudged the clitoris with the
tip of his tongue and slid it inside of her, penetrating her wet vagina.
Her hands squeezed her breast and she touched her nipples begging for more.
In a circle motion, he tasted her juices and pleasured his Kaitlyn, making
sure that she was hot and soaking wet inside and out. He nibbled on the
sides of her labia ever so gently. Again, she moaned. Holding on no
longer, she released fluids into Jesse's mouth. He tasted every drop and
looked up at her for approval.
"Make love to me, Jesse," She yearned for him.
He moved up to her connecting eye to eye and gave her the most deep,
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passionate kiss he could give to her. She held the back of his head as
they kissed, and he slid his solid penis between her mound. The wetness
surrounded him on all sides and he pushed deep to fill her well. The
feeling was heightened for her as she came again, making her insides more
slippery for Jesse. He continued to thrust into her slowly, then faster as
she pulled onto his buttocks. She held on tight now with both hands firmly
grasping his behind, as the walls of her middle pulled his cock in tighter.
He pushed more and kept a good rhythm, making Kaitlyn moan louder and
whisper in his ear, "I love you, Jesse."
He whispered in return, "I love you always, Kaitlyn."
The emotional and physical connection brought both to a new level of

pleasure as they both came together. First, Jesse grabbed her buttocks and
held her tight to him releasing a thick, warm stream of semen into her.
Kaitlyn came right after, as she leaked her fluids down her thighs.
They held each other close, and Kaitlyn buried her head in Jesse's
chest.
"Happy Holidays, lover," Kaitlyn whispered.
"Many more to come," He answered back.
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THE VAMPIRE ISABELLA
Alone in the darkness. It's your blood I crave. Sitting here, helpless. A victim of my own free
will. I remember once, I was human. I loved. I felt love. I've wanted to cry for many nights over
heartache. Feelings, I miss them so. I gave my last breath to an other-worldly being. A man
who came into my life, and filled my soul with pleasures unimaginable, before taking that very
soul away from me. I remember my last living breath. The tears in my eyes. That was another
time.
My name is Isabella, and I am an Empress. I was once. I have taken liberty upon myself to
fight against a vast army of creatures of the night. This was my life.
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Many years ago, I fell in between what seemed to have been a never-ending battle between
the living, and the damned. I carried with me my trusted bow, and a sword that clung to my
side by strap. Not heavy, but light in its glory. I was called to a village between the mountains.
There, an army of vampires gathered, and I along with my men traveled to fight them. I felt
unstoppable, and my body felt no pain as I put to rest the lost souls in my path.
"He is here," I spoke to my men, "I know he is here." I finished, gripping the sword at my side.
The man, which was not a man at all, I spoke of was the legions second in command.
Somehow, his presence connected with mine, and I could feel his body shiver in fear. I too,
felt fear, and it was not like me.
"You will not defeat me!" a voice echoed in our surroundings. It seemed to come from
everywhere, and right in the middle of us. "You will never defeat me!" the voice repeated. As I
took a step forward with my sword, my eyes darted aimlessly at nothing. Snow was falling,
and at each sound, I turned to look.
The snow began to blow hard against my face, covering the visuals of the earth from my
sight. Out of nowhere, Marco, the second to Sebastian, leaped as he swung his sword,
connecting with my own. As both armies howled, Marco thrust his sword towards me, missing
my face head on as I flipped back and swung mine in return slicing two of his fingers from his
left hand. He made a dash for a hut, and I ran after him, aware that I may walk into a trap at
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any time. I held my position for seconds, as those seconds felt like eternity. I held my breath,
and released, walking inside and holding my sword in front, waiting for him to strike. From a
corner, he jumped out, and I swung my sword, decapitating the demon, and claiming victory. I
had won this time, but next, I may not be so lucky.
Walking from out of the small hut, I gripped his head in my left fist. The army of vampires
looked upon it, growling at the wind and cursing me in vain. "Take this!" I said to them, "And
tell your master I am coming for him." My hand tossed the pale head in front of their feet.
Without collecting, they ran off into the distance and disappeared behind clouds of snow.
It grew dark early that night. My men struggled for shelter, as we made haste to the next town.
Our weary bodies barely making the journey.
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The towns pub was filled with patrons of all shapes, sizes, and professions. It was cold, and
drinks were passed along by the dozens as they filled their bellies to temporarily feel warm
from the chill. I passed on drinks myself, staying rather attentive to my surroundings.
"How about a dance, lovely?" A drunken man asked standing before me, angry it seems at my
lack of a quick response. "What is the matter? Am I not good for you....Empress?"
My men drew their swords, and I uttered, "No! I will dance with him." I flashed a smile, and the
man smiled deviously in return, thinking I may fuck if he played his cards right.
He led me to the center of the floor, and placed his arms around my waist. I slowly put my
arms over his shoulders. We danced to the sounds of violins. They filled the night air, and I fell
into a temporary spell. My senses were blind to everything as if I was drunken myself. It was a
rush, but also dangerous if we were to fall victim to an attack.
The man was not a big man. His hair matted to his head, and eyes hollow as if he was near
death. His cheek bones pressed under his skin making near death seem past tense. He wore,
however, fitting clothes, and not rags. A thief, maybe.
"Let me take you to a room, where you may pleasure me, my dear," the man said to me,
holding a twisted smile. "I can see you know how to treat a lady," I thought sarcastically to
myself.
I thought, "What the hell?" and answered him, "Yes."
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He tried to kiss me at that moment, but I turned away, and walked upwards 15 stairs to the
second floor suites. To the contrary, they were not suites at all, but a house of ill repute. A
brothel if you will. Ladies of many faces, and color looked on as I led him to a room in the
back. It was indeed empty, open only for paying customers who bring their own women. He
pushed shut the door behind him and slipped his belt from its loop, opening his pants and
slipping his rigid cock out for my eyes to see. I wasn't impressed, but kept that bit of detail all
to myself.
"I'm gonna fuck you like the whore you really are!" the man growled as he stroked the flesh of
his penis.
"I see. And you think I will let you?" I answered, almost daring him to make a move. I
unfastened my top, and let my tits spill out, making his eyes leap from the sockets in hunger.
"I'm not afraid of you," He muttered, still peeking at my tits. I felt so hot at that very moment,
and I unfastened my long black hair from its hold, and let it drop.
He wrapped his bony hands around his shaft and stroked it hard, falling back onto the bed
provided, and hand fucked himself rough. It was not exactly a sexy sight to my eyes, yet, my
pussy quivered for it. His cock. Any cock really. This man just so happened to approach me at
the right time. I did the first thing that came to my mind. I placed my sword to his throat, and
made him lick my soaking hole between my thighs. Actually, that was all I wanted from him.
Nothing else, for in my eyes, he wasn't worth the lay.
His tongue pierced my pussy and drank the juices I came. "Oh, lick me harder!" I begged,
feeling the tingle run up and down my body. My cunt was very sensitive when it came to
someone eating my pussy.
I rubbed my clitoris hard as he licked and slurped my juicy center, fucking me with his tongue
harder and harder. He grabbed my hand, and placed it onto his cock. I jerked him off, only for
doing me a wondrous favor. As I lay back onto the bed covers, he slipped his fingers into my
cunt, and I felt myself tighten as my pink middle pulled them in. "Oh, what the hell?" I
whispered, and flipped around next to him, sucking his dick off hard, as I made sure he kept
sucking my clitoris and more. My tongue licked up his shaft from within my mouth, and he
gave in to the pleasure, releasing a shot of semen into my mouth. It wasn't much, but I took it
in either way. I didn't swallow his load, but instead, spit it into his mouth as I kissed him. I'm
not sure if he was pleased at the gesture, but he smiled anyways.
"For your troubles, whore!" He hollered out, tossing coins at my tits as they fell off to the floor.
I drew my sword from its sheath, and stuck it to his Adam's apple. I pressed in, almost
piercing the flesh and cutting him open. "That was lovely," I smiled wickedly, and let him go as
he scampered down the stairs cursing at me from afar.
As I finished dressing myself, I wrapped my sword tight to me, and headed out from the room
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to the hall. The small crowd was cheering, and the whores who dwelt here smiled as a dirty
man fled. I gave order for my men to feast, and fuck as much as they'd like. As I did so, I
wrapped up my hair to the back of my head. We were put up in a few rooms at the Inn across
the way. Some men stood guard, and some took advantage of the pleasures awaiting inside
the small saloon.
I took my own room, away from my men. It's not that I don't trust any to be with me at night.
But, I am a lady after all, and an Empress, so I must separate myself when it comes to sins of
the flesh. As many cheered in the distance, I fell fast asleep while my door remained guarded.
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I woke from sleep, and felt cold. My body shivered in the night air. Strange, as I was covered
with a thick blanket. My head feeling rather dizzy, as I stood and made my way to the door. I
put my hand on the knob and pulled it open. It was dark and empty outside. My guards were
nowhere to be seen. They know not to leave me by myself. It was different. There were no
signs of life around, and a chill other than that of the wind pierced my skin and ran its course
through my spine.
Whispers lingered in the wind that blew, and I searched in all directions hoping to find its
source. Nothing. I went back in to the room, and grabbed my sword. Tightening it to my waist,
I drew the sword from its hold and walked around looking for answers.
"Isabella..." The voice trailed off in the distance. I followed it down a small pathway. The moon
was high and trees rustled as the winds picked up. Faces came and gone in the darkness,
and I felt as though I were being watched. I paused dead in my tracks, and saw a grisly sight.
Bodies ripped apart hung from trees, and others impaled on sticks. My heart beat fast inside
my chest, and I slowly walked further into the remains of those once living.
I froze in my place. A hand waved in front of me, and a dark presence held me close.
"Isabella..." It called to me in a raspy voice. "I've been watching you, Isabella," The voice
continued sounding more human.
I turned around and drew my sword, but nobody was there. I turned in all directions, but
nothing. I lowered my sword, and invited this presence to reveal itself.
"Show yourself!" I screamed into the night. "Let me see who you really are!"
The figure walked towards me. Ghostly at first, but materialized into a man with medium
length dark hair, pale skin and sad eyes. He wore a long robe, almost like a coat, and he
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looked on at me.
I felt my body weaken, like I had been drugged, and was finding myself slipping away into a
spell. He wrapped his arms around me, and I blacked out. I woke from time to time, always
slipping back into darkness. I saw villages below me, and then clouds.
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I awoke some time later in a room with red curtains, and a fire blazed in the fireplace. It was
warm, and I wore a dress. My hair fitted with jewels, and my dress made of silk. As I looked
on, two women lay before me. They had a devilish look upon their faces, almost like jealousy.
Whispers were spoken between them, and some came from around the room. In wlaked the
man I had seen earlier. The same sad eyes looked upon my body. I felt trapped, but
continued to look at those eyes.
"Do you know who I am?" He asked me.
"You are not Sebastian," I muttered.
"No, I am not," He responded.
"You are Dracula," I managed a whisper, as he approached me.
"Yes. I am Dracula," He said to me. My body not cold, but tense as he sat beside me. "I have
lived here behind these walls for a long time," He told me.
"Was it you that took my men?" I asked him feeling hatred as I spoke. "Was it you who ripped
apart the people of that town? Answer me!" I screamed at him as I smacked his face.
"It was not!" He thrust me back against the wall, anger in his eyes.
The girls across from me laughed at my suffering. However, I was put down as Dracula
pressed me to his chest. It was strange, as I heard nothing. Not a heart beating. Nothing.
"Annette? Lynn?" He spoke to the two women. "Do you hunger for her?" He asked them.
Annette and Lynn crawled towards me, looking sad in their own ways, but almost as if they
were happy that they were invited for the taste of strong blood.
"Take care of her well," He ordered them. He walked away, disappearing around a corner.
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Annette slid a finger into my hole, as the feeling was only half pleasurable. Her body, as well
as Lynn's had changed from dark, to almost human.
"Don't worry, my dear," Lynn spoke, "We will take care of you," She smiled.
Lynn removed her long dress, baring her body. Her breasts were petite, and as I looked down,
her mound was covered lightly in red hairs. She began to lick me all over while Annette
continued to finger inside me. I was beginning to loosen up, as my vagina slowly became wet
at each stroke.
Annette removed her finger and Lynn rest in between my thighs. My pants were slowly pulled
away as I took off my top. I was naked of course, but not vulnerable. As I lay back, Lynn slid
her tongue into my wet slit, and began to lick away my juices.
Annette removed her dress as well, revealing larger breast, and a wondrous bare mound. As
my pussy was licked and savored, Annette raised herself in front of my face. I licked her
center, and a certain, unknown, but sweet taste tickled my taste buds. She began to rub up
and down, humping my face as I orally fucked her. The pleasure was bold, and I came into
Lynn's mouth.
"Mmm, sweet," She said to me, "But I crave your blood even more," She admitted.
Dracula returned, walking slowly towards me. He removed his clothing, and I saw his thick
penis ready for love. Both girls backed away, as he slid onto me, and placed his penis inside,
slipping in quick. My pussy wrapped around his cock, and pulled him tight. He ran his tongue
around my neck, penetrating my hole as he did so. I was unable to move, but, it was alright.
His touch was intimate in its darkness. My body convulsed and I quivered as I came again.
As my body was ravaged, and pleasured, he bit into the side of my neck. The invitation was
open, as Annette and Lynn walked towards my body. Taking both of my arms in each of their
hands, they bit into my wrists. They drank slowly, as if making love to the wounds. Dracula
looked sadly into my eyes, and offered life apart from death. I could not respond, as I lay
there, feeding three the last drops of blood I had. Biting into his own wrist, he placed the open
wound near my mouth.
"Drink," He said to me. "Drink my blood, and be reborn,"
My eyes were fading into the dark, but I obliged. Taking him and drinking from his blood. It
was bitter to taste, but, an energy sprang through my veins. Life seemed to return to me, and
my eyes seen perfectly clear in front of me.
He removed his wrist from my lips and kissed me. My naked body still lay exposed. Pain was
what I felt at that very moment. My heart was weak and I could vaguely remember the last
beat of my heart. The sadness I also felt. At the same confused moment, I felt love for this
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dear man. This creature, who took my life, and gave it back to me. I was too weak to speak
anymore, and I blacked out. When I awoke, I was all alone. I wasn't in the same place, on a
bed, undressed. My body wore my old clothes, and I was in the cabin where I was before.
I vowed to find him. To search for the one who made me what I am. I knew I had turned. I
already began to crave the blood of the living. I was damned. I was now, a vampire.
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The year was 1989, and I had been traveling many a night. Chasing ghosts perhaps, but
nevertheless, a lead was a lead. The New York subway was dark, and the last train had
already passed. There was a short time before the next, and I sat on a bench. The lights
flickered, and my surroundings were normal. I felt that it may have been a waste of time, but
something caught my eyes. In the corner, a homeless man lay, bleeding from his throat, and
on the verge of death himself. He pleaded with me, to help him. I did the only thing I could do,
and I broke his neck, killing him instantly. Death would not let me bare tears, so I stood by his
side.
The darkness seemed to close in on me, and I could feel someone close by. I carried with me
a pistol that I learned to use, as my sword was still at my side.
"Show yourself," I called out.
Laughter peeled throughout the station, and I was surprised when the figure did. I couldn't
see any face, as the attacks were swift. A hand swiped at my top, ripping a large hole in it. I
shot at the figure and it dropped to the side. I walked closer towards it, and the figure stay in
place. I noticed that the figure was that of a woman. "Annette?" I called out.
The bullet had pierced her heart and she was dying fast. "Where is he?" I asked her.
"I do not know," She replied. "But, he is coming for you," She finished, as she took her last
breath, and died again.
I cannot say that I was glad to be rid of her. In fact, I felt pain. Pain, without a tear to cry.
Walking away, I took one last glimpse at her. As I made way for the stairs, the train roared to a
halt. Passengers that parted from the doors screamed in horror. By then, I had gone.
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2007 came fast, and I was weary. I reflected on many years that passed, and I wanted death
to come and take me. I was dead already. An immortal walking this earth feeding on humans
and ending their mortal lives. The blood was salty, but sweet on my tongue. The more I drank,
the more I wanted.
How can this be? I always asked that question. Was there a higher power that chose to
condemn me to a dark servitude? I once believed in a God. Now, no longer.
The Scenery had changed. Music, styles of dress, and people.
As I sat on a park bench one evening, two men approached me, and one opened his coat,
pulling a blade on me. The other man laughed as he did so. It was clear what they wanted,
and I, was going to give it to them.
The man with the blade grabbed me by my top, and pulled me away from the seat where I
was. The other man pulled down his pants, and showed me his penis. As I had a knife to my
throat, the man had slid down my body, tearing articles of clothing away. I let him. Sure, I
knew that I was a much stronger creature than he, but, I still rather enjoyed sins of the flesh.
My cunt was open for display to the two men. The larger man with the knife sucked hard on
my nipples, as the other slid his long tongue inside of me. It was really amusing. By all
means, pleasurable. However, by them in return being prey is arousing. My pussy was
penetrated forcefully with the tongue of one. My nipples became erect. I let out a moan.
"Oh, I think she likes it," one called out to the other.
Images began swirling around inside my head. Faces in the dark appeared, and I suddenly
felt like I was being watched. I was not alone here any longer.
I was too deep in thought, and dreaming of long nights, and forgotten pleasures, that I hadn't
noticed I was being penetrated deep with both of their cocks. The strange part about it was, I
had ejaculated, and my vagina was gushing with juices.
As the men took turns cumming inside my pussy hole, I lay there drifting off, feeling almost
human again.
"Thanks for the fuck!" One of the two shouted down at me.
A feeling of pain came over me. I knew this pain before. Sadness, and tears streamed down
my face. The pleasure that the men had gave to me, although minimal, was good. I shed
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tears because for once in ages, I was hurt by what someone had to say.
Instead of taking their lives, I let them go. I did not feel the thirst. I lay there alone, naked on
the ground. I still felt eyes surround me.
From the darkness, a small figure crept slowly towards me. I recognized the face, that of
which belonged to a woman I knew. Lynn. She looked down at me, then up towards the two
men who had their way with me.
I was out, as darkness took over. Before I fell into a sleep, I heard screams.
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I awoke later in a bed. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed Lynn laying beside me. Her eyes met
mine, and she kissed my forehead softly.
"What.....what happened to me?" I asked.
Lynn looked at me, then turned away producing a warm wet cloth, and placing it over my
head. I closed my eyes.
"It was not him who made you," She spoke to me. "It was me."
"How?" I asked, curious.
"When Dracula was looking away, I gave you three droplets of my blood," She continued.
"You did not know it yourself. Annette knew, but for an unknown reason, never told."
"Does he know?" I asked, feeling numerous emotions.
"No, he does not."
"Am I human again?"
"Yes. I released you. I watched you for so long," She spoke. "I waited for the right time to
show myself to you. I mean you no harm."
"I believe you," I responded, feeling weary.
Lynn lay next to me, and kept me safe over several nights. Through the days, she hid in the
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darkness. It was both a joy to me, but a sadness to be able to see the sun again.
I drifted off into a perfect sleep.
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As I awoke, it was dark outside. Lynn lay naked against me. She moved to see me waken.
Pulling her close to me, I kissed her lips. My tongue licked hers as they romanced each
others. I removed what little clothing I had on, and began to kiss her body softly. My tongue
licked down her stomach, and inserted into her hole. I could feel her body shiver in
excitement. My hands grasped her buttocks, and I pulled her into me. She turned herself
around against me, and penetrated me with her tongue. I cooed as she did so. By just a few
strokes with her tongue, my pussy came. Her face covered with sweet sticky juices. I
continued to lick her deep, and she moaned loud to signal her pleasure. As we licked each
others cunts and tasted each other, we gave in, collapsing on the bed. I was still weary from
ages of unrest. I fell into sleep again.
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The sounds of the bell in the tower filled the air of a dark night. Lynn was no longer beside
me, but slumped inside of a cushion spot near the corner. She appeared to truly be weak. Her
skin more pale than before. I decided to return her the favor which she had bestowed upon
me. She had given me life back, and I shall help her to live still. I raised from my place in bed,
and walked hurriedly towards her. By then, I had already slit open my palm, and bled myself
with large droplets on her lips. She moved slightly, and she began to open her mouth farther. I
pressed my hand closer to her mouth, and she drank from me. Her force was fierce, but her
response and her carefulness was astonishing. The blood of my body exited my wound, and
dripped down her waiting throat. Her hunger had been satisfied, and her loyalty had been
proven. That was the day that I fell deeply for my beloved, Lynn.
She became a protector in my still weakened state, and we became lovers among vampires
and humans alike. For time we hid inside her home, waiting for myself and her to become
well. Laying in her bed, we faced each other, and stared completely into one another's eyes.
Her eyes, they seemed to change colors, like the leaves on a tree as the seasons change. My
heart pushed against the walls of my chest, and sometimes I couldn't breathe. The pains,
however, had subsided, and after much time, I was well again. Lynn, had recovered, and for
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some nights, had once again found prey near the woods. Although she had no choice but to
feast on that of a human, she chose the ones that were soon to face judgment soon enough.
My taste for food had returned back to the basics. Cooked meats, bread, and wine. The taste
was not like I had remembered, but, filling and satisfying. I hoped to find a way to return her
back to her human state, but the possibility had seemed not so likely. I knew though, that this
is what I wanted, and I knew what had to be done.
+ 10 +
We had traveled for six nights, stopping for shelter and rest from the sun. On the seventh
night, the moon turned red, and was full in the sky. It had been many years since I hunted
vampires. I have killed many, became one, was returned to my human state, and forgotten
most of what I knew and felt. Lynn had picked up on things right away.
"We are being followed," She said low, but enough to startle me.
"By whom?" I had asked in return.
"Not by whom," She continued, "But by what," She finished, looking at me.
A cold chill ran down the center of my spine, and I prepared myself for what might come.
"It is a Lycanthrope," Her eyes opened to match my own. "The first of all Lycans," She said to
me.
My gaze was strong toward hers. "I thought that they, and he too were a myth," I responded.
"The legend is real?"
"Yes."
"How do we kill it?" I asked.
"It is too powerful, and I'm afraid that it is too strong to be defeated," She spoke. "The only
possible way to avoid the beast is to destroy Dracula."
"How can we kill him?" I asked, preparing for what was to come, and knowing the outcome
may not be so pleasant.
"In Dracula's castle, I had seen an old wooden box. Inside the box there is a medallion. It is
no ordinary medallion, as it contains the souls of the damned. My soul is forever prisoner
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inside the dark jewel that centers the medallion," She said to me. "You must destroy it."
"How?"
"It must be placed in the light of the sun."
"That is all?" I asked her, confused of all I was being told.
"Yes," She answered me.
"Why haven't you done this yourself?"
"That is a silly question," She laughed low amongst herself.
I felt my cheeks blush and realized that she was right.
"Besides, a vampire can never destroy the medallion," She said to me, now in a serious tone.
"If one was to try, his soul will remain forever locked inside. He will never be free from his
prison."
"I see," I answered, understanding more as she told me.
"Isabella," She touched my shoulder, "Although it is you that must do this, you must know that
there is also a chance I could die too."
I did not say a word, but held her close and kissed her lips.
+ 11 +
I remember as I slept, that old familiar dream haunted my thoughts. Dracula himself making
love to me on a crimson blanket. The blood of the departed filled a goblet, and candles lit all
around the room. He beckoned me to come with him, and I had always hesitated in my
dreams, until now. I began walking closer to him, and following him through a passage. Just
as soon as I entered the doorway of a small room, a beast jumped at me and I awoke in a
sweat.
I looked towards the window and saw Lynn glaring outside at the full moon.
"What is it?" I asked her, standing slowly and walking to her.
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"It is coming, Isabella," She answered. As she turned to face me, a tear of blood drip down
her cheek.
"Oh no," I responded, and wiped it away with a cloth.
"It is time," She spoke to me. "Go to the castle, and destroy it," She finished, as another tear
fell.
I quickly got dressed, and grabbed my weapons. My sword, and just in case, my firearm.
"Isabella, I did not tell you everything," She said to me, holding my arm. "Unless the medallion
is destroyed, he cannot die. He has no heart."
My eyes met hers, and the red stain of blood had long soaked in her dying flesh.
I looked at her face once more, smiled, and left her.
I made my way to Dracula's castle.
+ 12 +
The sun rose to the sky, and I was 2 days into my journey. The heat fell over me, and I
desired water and food to help me along my way. A diner was close, and I walked to, then
stepped inside. I walked past the hostess, and seated myself. The small establishment, made
to represent the 50's era, was covered by two waitresses. I noticed an older couple at the
table by the entrance. Next, a trucker at the single spot next to the counter. In the far back of
the diner, a figure in a hood sat silently. An older waitress walked over to me.
"What would you like, hon'?" She asked me.
"Water," I replied.
"Is that all?" She asked me in return, more than annoyed.
I looked into her eyes, and said, "Yes. That is all."
I guess not knowing what more to say, she left my table. I looked towards the back, and
noticed that the person that was there before, was now gone. I looked outside from the
window, back to the table, and back outside. Strange. I did not see him get up.
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The waitress brought me my glass of water. I noticed quickly that there were smudges of
lipstick on the glass. If that's not cliche, then I am not sure what is. What very few others
would notice was, that it was a mans lips that wore the darkened red shade as they drank.
As she walked away, I collected my things, and stood up myself to leave. As I proceeded to
exit the door of the diner, I heard a voice shout to me. "Bitch!" The upset waitress protested.
I admit, I laughed inside, as it was not everyday that someone verbally abused me. I had to
keep reminding myself that it was a different time, and I was was no longer an Empress. I
guess I was never much of an Empress either way, since my devotion was destroying
creatures that hunt in the night. What kind of an Empress does that?
+ 13 +
On a long stretch of open road, I walked and it was now night. Traveling was alot different
from how it used to be. There were horses in my time, and now, automotive transportation. I
remember riding with a young man who was riding around in his fathers brand new Ford. The
year was 1956, and the air was cool in the summer night. He was on his way to pick up a girl,
which, you know the reason for. I had stumbled into the street, and he stepped on his brakes
quickly to avoid an accident. The bumper only inches from my legs. In his position, he of
course worried that he had hurt me, and stepped out to check on me.
I noticed, that he was leering at my breast. I must have looked like the evening dish, flaunting
myself like a prostitute. Without hesitation, I grabbed his pants, undone his button, and pulled
them down as I went with them. I took his cock into my mouth and at first he protested, "No,
please don't." He hushed as I took him entirely into my throat and brought it back to suck on
the tip. I would have guessed that he had built up his load, and was waiting for the perfect
moment to release. He did, and I swallowed it down.
He looked down at me, and I saw his eyes change as guilt took over. He pulled up his pants,
and made a swift bolt to his vehicle. When he shut the door and was ready to drive, he
glanced to the passenger side, and there I was. He tried to scream, but my hand had cupped
his mouth. With a swift move, I clamped my teeth down onto his neck, and bit in as a warm,
salty shot of blood exited the flesh and filled my mouth. I was rather hungry. I drank so much,
he was beyond pale when I finished. Almost white. It was a sickening, and horrible moment.
Looking at him with his mouth gaped wide open in terror, his eyes shut tight in pain. I opened
the door quick, and vomited onto the street, as red fluids splattered onto the ground.
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I had been used to this. Visuals of my victims after their last moment of life that I had
purposefully taken from them. The boy was young, and he did not deserve to be fed upon.
The hunger for blood once came from those who deserved to join death. Murderers, rapists,
and those who chose to dwell in the darkness. The hunger, after time, had taken over
completely, and I had lost all strength to hold back.
Now, back to me at the present time. Still night, and I heard the howls of the beast in the
distance. I looked to see, but the night was black, and the only light provided was that of the
full moon. As I looked down the long dark road ahead, I saw light very dim. The engine was
roaring into the night, but, still a ways away.
The howls of a werewolf were becoming very close, and I knew that the beast was coming for
me. Each second allowed it to pick up speed, and I saw its eyes. Then in the moon light, I
saw all of him. A very large creature he was.
The engine that was heard before was also very close, and powered a big truck. As the Lycan
jumped for me, the truck smashed head on crushing in the front completely, but knocking the
beast several feet down the road. For now, it appeared to be unconscious.
A motorcycle pulled up next to the truck, and stopped. From the truck, I saw a well built man
leap from the seat. He wore blue jeans, a dark jacket, and had short brown hair. His boots
stomped onto the pavement.
On the motorcycle, I noticed the person from the diner sitting on the seat. As the face of this
person looked up, and hands pulled back the hood, I saw the face of a young woman.
A large, crafted vehicle pulled up close, and the large man sat in a seat that was directly
behind the driver.
I looked back at the young woman.
"Get on!" she said to me, as if ordering me to do so.
I obeyed, and we drove away with company behind.
+ 14 +
We came to a small area between the woods. As I walked inside of a cabin, I noticed a door
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nearly ten feet away. That was all. I was directed through the entrance, and down endless
stairs it seemed.
"Where are we?" I asked the young woman.
"We are safe," She answered, her expression never changing.
"Who are you?" My questions changed.
"My name is Moira," She said, walking ahead of me and flipping on a large switch that turned
on lights that hung more than a dozen feet above our heads.
"Sit down," She said, "I have much to tell you."
"Alright," I sat across from her at an old table.
"Every five hundred years, a guardian is chosen to protect Synestra," she told me.
"Synestra?"
"Yes. She is the first born Lycanthrope."
"That creature, it is a she?" A feeling of wonder, and shock fell over me.
"Yes," Moira began, "A mother with child was bitten by the black wolf ages ago. As the woman
could no longer bare the child in her womb, she prepared to give birth."
My heart became cold, and I listened more.
"Nurse maids cried out into the night as they found that she had been ripped open from the
inside," She finished.
"How might I ask do you know that the creature is a female?" I looked at her.
"Somewhere, along the memories in my bloodline, one of my relatives had came across
Synestra in her human form."
I was wrong. Amazement was not the word for my reactions. "She can become human, too?"
"Yes," She answered.
"What does she look like?" I had to ask.
"She is a tall, thin woman, with firey red hair, deep gray eyes, and soft pale skin."
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The image I held in my thoughts were magnificent, but scarce to me.
"I know who you are Isabella," Moira spoke to me. "I am here to protect you as well, but, I
cannot let you destroy What I have devoted 498 years to originally preserve."
"I understand, as that is not what I wanted to do."
"Good. Dracula has his spell over Synestra's head, and I will do everything in my powers to
divert her away as you put an end to him," She assured me.
"Then, I must go," I looked her in the eyes.
As I turned to walk away, and leave, Moira called to me. "Isabella?"
I turned to face her once more. "Yes?"
"Allow me to give you this kiss, and hope that you do not succumb to defeat." She leaned
close to me and kissed my lips. A fire ignited my heart, and sadness melted away. My
thoughts and memories came back to me in one sensual kiss. As we parted lips, I kissed her
down her neck. My hands slid her top down her back, and she dropped her bottoms to the
floor. A most beautiful sight before me, her naked body waiting to be touched.
She unfastened my clothing, and I became naked as she was. Her lips kissed down to my
belly button, and she allowed her tongue to enter my slit, pushing deep inside my hole. My
fingers rubbed on my clitoris, as she tasted my juices.
My thoughts were swirling inside my head, and I blacked out many times as we made love.
Her two middle fingers on her right hand penetrated me and her index and pinky sat just
outside pressing against my buttocks. I was crying aloud, cumming hard and pulling her hair
to make her lick me clean.
We cradled each other in arms, looking silently at one another. One feeling kept me from
staying. I had to put an end to Dracula.
I faintly remember more sex, but do remember watching Moira lay sleeping as I made my
departure.
+ 15 +
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My journey had taken me along the lone cars of a passenger train. I had searched the cab to
find another soul, but, nobody in my eyes view. I lay my head back, awaiting the final stop
before my arrival. My eyes were tiresome, so I slid my finger down my slit and teased myself
to sleep. I dreamt of his eyes looking into mine. His body enveloping my own. His breath
warming my skin. As I awoke, I saw him standing at the end of the cab I was in. He faded
away, and as I looked on, the train slowed to a complete stop. I was here.
The outside air was cold against my skin. The moon was high in the sky, and an unsettling
sense of loneliness surrounded me in every area. I held my sword tight in my hand, and
prepared for anything to happen. As I made my way down a long path, the howling of a wolf
filled the night air. I was being followed, or hunted like prey.
There, just ahead was the castle of Dracula. My feet carried me further, and further more until
I had reached the doors. I did not knock, as the door opened by itself. Perhaps, I was being
invited in. So, I accepted the invitation. The large stairs took me up to a large hallway. So
strange, as it was much different than I remembered. It appeared that no-one had lived here
in ages. Maybe, I had been right. My feelings had told me otherwise.
I released my sword, and held it broad length in front of me. When I walked into a large room,
it all came back to me. This was his room, and there, alone silent on his bed was him. Not in a
coffin, but confined to his bed covered in black sheets. Again, I wondered close and held my
sword to his throat. Then, lowered it to his heart and was ready to thrust it in when, he
vanished. Trickery of the devil.
"I come to claim your life, Dracula!" I screamed.
A faint and startling voice crept in to answer me. "You cannot kill what can never be killed, my
dear."
Out of nowhere, he appeared to me. A sword in his hand, and darkness in his eyes. His face
was evil, and he thrust his sword at me to kill.
Our swords touched and he knocked me against the wall. "I believe, that you shall have a
whore's death."
I rose from the floor, and ran towards him swinging my sword and slicing away his fingers on
his other hand.
"Oh, you're such a tease," He said to me, and his fingers grew back.
The dark skies created an eerie mood for our fight. The moon was high, and he beckoned me
close. "Come back to me, Love," He called to me. I fell into a momentary enchantment. For
that moment, I could only think of his body against mine. His fingers touching me. As I felt
this, something happened. My heart changed. My thoughts went to Lynn. It was her who held
my heart. And as I had her in my visions, my reality set in.
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"I will never come back to you!" I shouted, and thrust my sword into his heart. As he stood
there, dying by my blade, I whipped around and sliced his head clean off at the neck. His
body fell, and he wasted away in dust.
I thought to myself, "It couldn't be that easy, could it?" I may never truly know. Perhaps, he
was weak from long years without none to feed upon. I may not know. I hoped, though, that
he was the first, and now, the very last.
My journey was over.
Now, here I am, telling you my tales. Lynn is a vampire no longer. I, myself, am not either.
Everything seems to be well. Sometimes, however, I still get that feeling like I am being
hunted. If that is so, I will be ready.
THE END
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To Wake The Dead..........................................................................................18

The Isaacs Murder Mystery..............................................................................61

Everything's Hotter In June..............................................................................67

Ellie's Thoughts On Love.................................................................................93

Can I Tell You A Secret?..................................................................................98

Down In The Park..........................................................................................104

Love Lost and Found.....................................................................................108

The Vampire Isabella......................................................................................135

"Yes!" Akia shouted.

"What am I going to wear?" She asked him.

II: The Emerald Moon

A man walked over to them, and greeted himself.

"What is it you want from me?"

"It's his death!" An old woman cursed at her.

"Yes, my Princess," Darkboon responded.

The crowd fell to whispers then a hushed tongue.

"My name is Ingel," He answered, lowering his head in service.

As Akia finished, she blacked out and fell to the floor.

"Tell me," Rayth said to him.

"Love?" Rayth turned to look at Ingel.

"I do not believe this foolishness, Ingel."

"Oh, Rayth, my love?" Akia called to him.

"Yes, Akia?" He answered her call.

"Then fuck me harder, Baby."

"Fuck me! Cum in me, cum in my pussy, Baby!" She begged.

"I cannot do so, Ingel," Rayth answered, saddened deep.

"What do we do?" Rayth nervously asked.

"Listen," Ingel paused, "Do you hear it?" He asked.

"No. Wait, yes. Yes I do," Rayth answered.

"How do you know?"

"I know," He answered. "She is my child."

TO WAKE THE DEAD

"Tam-a-raaaaaaa!" He called out to her.

Tamara screamed louder, then fainted.

The tall man laughed hysterically as he witnessed this.

"Man, fuck this shit!" William cursed at the movie screen.

"Sit down, you're embarrassing," Rose pleaded with him.

"This damn movie sucks!" He burst. "The acting is terrible!"

"Let's just go," He said to her.

"Wow, this place is dead," William chuckled.

"What a goof," Rose responded.

Screams were heard from the next movie room over.

"Yeah, I feel uncomfortable now."

"Umm, yeah. Two stoners, and a pervert," William answered.

"A pervert, eh?" Rose smiled at William. "Wanna be my pervert, cowboy?"

[ Inside The Theater ]

"Dude, I can't feel my fingers," The blond responded.