A Sex Scene between Zoey and Ellis

Zoey held her head high as she walked around the CEDA-approved safe zone. The college woman kept a close eye on the other survivors around her, all evacuated from different parts of the United States as the outbreak spread across the country. Everyone sat together in groups, except for young man in a trucker's hat, who was wearily rubbing a magnum to his temple. Zoey tried to straighten out a few tatters in her pink sweatshirt before curiously approaching the young man.

Zoey heard a sob from the man in the trucker hat as she approached. Slowly, she reached a delicate hand out to the man's chin, its light stubble scratching her hands as she drew his head up to see her face. Ellis barely felt the hand pull him up through his numb state. His friends were gone, and now there was a young woman staring down at him with bright eyes and a warm smile like the Georgia sun’s light and warmth.

Zoey and Ellis sat and talked for a while, told their stories about how they dealt with the infected outbreak. They both had lost three important people in their lives in the past few weeks. They both had mowed down hundreds of zombies with machine guns and threw a few Molotov cocktails in the wrong directions. They both felt horribly alone despite being saved from the horde of infected. Rising from her seat with Ellis' clammy hand in hers, she slowly led him to a secluded cranny of the CEDA complex, away from the setting sun's light.

Zoey and Ellis kept out of sight from the others to quietly let their desperate emotions get the better of them. Zoey felt herself pinned to a wall once Ellis pressed his slim, toned body to her thin, delicate frame. The college girl gasped as her erect nipples pressed into her sweatshirt while the mechanic nervously kept a trembling hand to her shoulder. Ellis gently brushed his thin lips against Zoey's pert mouth, hesitating for a moment before he committed to a passionate kiss. Zoey rested a hand on Ellis' dampening neck while the other fumbled with the zippers to her pink top and tight jeans. Ellis kept up with her pace, breaking their anxious kiss for a few painful seconds to peel off his own t-shirt and unbutton his denim jeans.

The sweltering heat between the couple kept a glistening sweat on Ellis' back that accented his thin shoulders. They flexed as the sexual tension grew with the muscles knotting and the blades pressing together as the mechanic ran his shaking hands over Zoey's lithe outer hips while the fingers pulled apart her pale ass cheeks. Zoey let out a small gasp, scented of stale pharmaceuticals, while Ellis let a groan out from clenched teeth, old fish punctuating the odor of his breath. The mechanic let his hips instinctively thrust and rub his average shaft run up along the folds of Zoey's exposed pussy. Quickly pressing his forehead down to Zoey's, Ellis guided the head of his penis towards Zoey's gaping vaginal opening.

Ellis bit his lip and shut his eyes tight as an eager shudder passed through him. He had pressed himself past Zoey's deep peach swollen lip and ran his shaft into her used hole. He put a bit more pressure down on his lips to keep from letting his fantasies of a darker woman out at a bad time.

Zoey kneaded her breasts with one hand while the other clawed at Ellis' tan buttocks. She felt Ellis just deep enough inside her, rubbing her pussy's walls with breakneck speed as he thrust in and out of her. In the back of her mind, Zoey wanted the mechanic to be a bit rougher and made up for long lost intensity by grabbing at herself harder, yet unable to match a former lover's strength.

With a quick grunt and a short gasp, Ellis and Zoey felt their orgasms almost sync. Ellis craned his neck to the sky and took a series of powerful, deep breaths as his balls tightened, penis spurted stream after stream of cum into Zoey, and his hips gave a few final uncontrollable thrusts in. Zoey buried her face into Ellis' wet shoulder as her black ponytail stuck to the back of her neck with sweat, her vagina twitched and tightened with a gush of fluid and her hips gyrated around Ellis' shaft.

Slowly, they separated and shamefully looked away from each other for a moment. With a nervous chuckle from both and an awkward silence, Ellis and Zoey redressed and went back to their separate ways.