Resident Evil: Raccoon City Rumble

Resident Evil: Raccoon City Rumble
By Brian Flynn
(from an idea by Dirtydale)

“Rebecca!” Billy Coen cried out, his voice echoing down the alley, the sound nearly drowned out by the noise of various fires and car crashes.
Raccoon City had become Hell on Earth.
The city had been walled in, the streets were lined with zombies and those who were still normal had become desperate, paranoid shells of themselves. Billy and Rebecca were looking for a way out.
It had been almost an hour since he had last seen Rebecca Chambers. The car they were driving had crashed and, a large group of zombies attacking them, they were forced to separate.
“Rebecca, where the hell are you?!” Billy cried. It was stupid to call out like this with all the zombies around, he knew, but he was worried about her.
It was then that he heard it.
He heard the sounds of someone fighting – a woman fighting. He darted down the alley towards the sounds. Rounding a corner into a little courtyard formed by four tall buildings, Billy stopped.
What he saw was a vision.
It was certainly a woman fighting but it wasn’t Rebecca. This woman was stronger, more radiant and a living dance-of-death.
There were six zombies attacking her when Billy rounded the corner. As he watched, the woman high-kicked one of them, whirled around and punched a second hard in the face, the thing’s jaw smashing. Finally she pulled her sidearm, a .45, and put bullets into two of the thing’s heads.
Two more kicks, a few more shots and they were all down, their bodies spread out around the woman like so much worthless trash. The woman breathed heavy, savoring the victory for a moment. She looked up at Billy.
“Thanks for the help,” she said.
“I…” Billy said. “I didn’t think you needed any help.”
She had dark blonde, almost auburn, hair, chin-length. She was wearing simple jeans and a T-shirt. Covered in sweat, dirt and blood, she was a Goddess.
She shrugged in response to Billy’s statement, holstered her pistol.
“You should get out of here,” she said. “This is a dangerous place to be.”
“I can take care of myself,” Billy said.
The woman nodded.
“I’m sure you can,” she said.
“I’m Billy.”
“Alice.”
“Nice to meet you, Alice,” Billy said. “You seen a girl running around here?”
“Not a live one,” Alice said. “Lose track of your girlfriend?”
“She’s not my girlfriend.”
“Why not?”
“Well…” Billy said, a bit put off with the way the conversation was heading. “She’s not really into guys, if you know what I mean.”
“Oh,” Alice said with a smile, “I know exactly what you mean.”
“You, too, huh?”
“For the most part.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Billy asked.
“Means that I know how to have fun,” Alice said. “When it comes to relationships, I’m all about women. Fun? You can have fun with anyone. Know what I mean?”
“I know exactly what you mean,” Billy said.
“But I better be on my way,” Alice said. “I have a feeling I’m needed over…”
She didn’t get to finish her sentence. A zombie popped up from under a pile of debris and lunged at her.
Billy pulled his own pistol, quick as lightning, and shot the thing in the temple before it had a chance to get a taste of Alice’s supple flesh. Alice looked at the dead zombie, then up at Billy.
“Well,” she said, “I guess now I do have something to thank you for.”
“Guess so,” Billy said.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Have a seat.”
“I thought you had to get going.”
“I’ll make time.”
Billy sat down on the ground of the courtyard. Everything seemed to be covered in grime and soot but he didn’t care. Alice got into Billy’s lap, straddled him. She began to rub herself against Billy’s already excited crotch.
“So tell me about her,” Alice said.
“Who?” Billy asked.
“Your friend. What’s her name?”
“Rebecca.”
“Mm, Rebecca. Sounds hot already.”
“She’s short, petite. Short hair, cute little ass.”
“Oh yes,” Alice said. She closed her eyes as her hips moved, essentially dry humping Billy. “I bet you want to fuck so bad.”
“When she’s concentrating,” Billy continued, “or aiming, shooting, she bites her bottom lip. It’s unconscious. I don’t even know if she’s aware of it. It’s so cute. So hot.”
Alice sidled off Billy’s lap, turned over, her back on the grimy floor, her head brushing against his dick. As Billy spoke, Alice unzipped his pants, pulled out his member, which was long, hard, thick.
“Sometimes when she’s asleep,” Billy said, “I just watch her. Watch her sleep, you know? She’s beautiful.”
Alice took his balls into her mouth first, her head swept back, upside down. She sucked on the balls, gently biting the sensitive flesh.
“God, she’s beautiful,” Billy said.
Alice was sucking away, her left hand stroking Billy’s shaft and engorged head. She was getting frantic, her movements more excited. She pulled her pistol and Billy tensed up, frightened, but she just set it down beside her and unzipped her pants.
“She reminds me of this girl I knew in grade school,” Billy said. “Mary-Ann Roberts. She lived across the street.”
Alice pushed her pants and underwear down to just above her knees before running her hands across her sex. She stopped sucking his balls.
“Fuck my throat,” she ordered.
Billy got on his knees, pushed his pants down and positioned his dick in front of Alice’s wide-open, upside-down mouth.
“Fuck me,” Alice said. “And tell me more.”
Billy thrust forward, his dick entering Alice’s big, warm and inviting mouth. She opened her throat as Billy started to thrust back and forth, fucking her.
“Not long before everything went to Hell,” Billy continued, his voice wavering as pleasure coursed through his body, “she let me stay at her apartment.”
Alice picked up her pistol from the grimy street and ran the barrel across her sex, pushing the cold steel between the folds.
“I just showed up,” Billy continued. “I had no where to go. I was AWOL, on the run. She was the only person I felt I could trust.”
Alice started to insert the barrel of the pistol into her passage. As she did, her throat tensed with the pleasure, tightening around Billy’s cock. She started to gag slightly, readjusted herself.
“She let me stay,” Billy said. “On the couch, of course. There was one night when she got out of the shower.”
Alice was now thrusting the pistol in and out of her pussy, fast and hard. It was a mixture of intense pleasure and exquisite pain.
“She had a towel on, of course,” Billy continued, “but when she went into her room, the towel fell off and I got a look at her amazing ass.”
He was thrusting away at her throat, his balls smacking against her face, his voice nearly breaking as he reminisced. Alice pulled the pistol out of her pussy, rubbed it against her asshole.
“Just out of the shower,” Billy continued, “her ass was pert, wet, perfect. It was all I could do to resist from just taking her right there. She didn’t even know I was there. Didn’t see me as anything more than a friend.”
Alice pushed the barrel of the pistol into her ass; it popped inside roughly. If she hadn’t been genetically altered, it would have been incredibly painful. As it was, it was still painful but a good kind of pain. Alice thrust the gun in and out of her butt.
“God, I want her so bad,” Billy said.
He thrust his dick all the way into Alice’s mouth, hitting the back of her throat, and held it there, both hands held tightly – like vices – against Alice’s temples. Alice gagged once again, violently this time, the gun in her ass slamming in and out. Billy held his cock in place almost thirty seconds before pulling out, letting Alice breathe.
She coughed as the cock came out drenched in saliva. A long trail of it reached from the tip of the dick to Alice’s mouth.
Alice pulled the gun out of her ass, rolled over onto her knees, kissed the tip of Billy’s dick, smiled up at him.
“Get on your back,” she ordered.
Billy did as he was told as Alice climbed on top of him, straddling him once again. Slowly, she lowered her ass onto his dick. The head of his cock speared her red asshole, inched inward.
Soon, the cock head was all the way inside and Billy was in Heaven; Heaven, right here in the middle of Hell on Earth. Inch by inch, his dick penetrated her asshole until all of him was inside her and her ass was resting on his balls.
Suddenly, Alice stuck her pistol into Billy’s throat.
His first thought was to react, shoot her down. But she was smiling sweetly. Her ass began to move back and forth on his cock, shifting it around inside her. Intense pleasure surged through him.
“Suck it,” Alice ordered.
Billy did and wolfed down the barrel of the gun. He could taste Alice’s ass on it and started to gag. It was repulsive, sick, exciting, strange and extremely pleasurable.
Alice’s ass began to hump up and down on him so violently that Billy was sure that her ass would simply split apart at any moment. The gun was almost past his tongue and his gag reflex kicked in, asserted itself.
Alice kept the gun stubbornly inside. Her ass pumped faster on his cock again and again, the friction so intense, smoke should have been visible.
In just a few seconds, it was over. All at once, Billy felt his orgasm coming on and Alice, seeming to sense it, pulled the gun out of his throat and got off him, exposing his dick to the cool, night air.
Alice shoved the gun back into her pussy with one hand as the other pumped Billy’s dick. She came at the same moment Billy did, long, pure white streams of hot cum blasting into the air, catching Alice in the face as they came back down to Earth.
After it was over, the two of them just sat for a moment. They were drenched in sweat and covered in dirt. At some point, a big tear had developed in one of Alice’s pant legs. She poked at it inquisitively as she pulled her underwear and pants up.
Billy followed suit, zipped up. He looked at Alice as she wiped cum off her face, flung it into the street.
“What are you going to do?” he asked.
Alice shrugged.
“Saw a cool motorcycle in the street over there,” she said.
Billy nodded.
“What about you?” Alice asked.
“I need to find Rebecca,” he said. He rubbed one of his temples. How could he have let this happen? He had to find Rebecca. He shouldn’t be fucking some woman in an alley.
“Billy!”
The voice was distant but not too distant. It was Rebecca.
“That’s her!” Billy said, excited.
Alice smiled at him.
“I knew you’d find her,” she said. “Go on.”
Billy made sure he had everything and started to leave. Alice stopped him.
“Say hello to her for me,” she said with a wicked smile. “Maybe I’ll run into her one of these days.”
Billy just nodded and went on his way, towards Rebecca’s voice. Raccoon City may have become Hell on Earth but Hell had its pleasures.

The End