Distractions

Hello all. This story was originally published by myself on Hentai Foundry in Christmas 2009. It's a shortie, but hopefully a goodie. The plot is a little dark, but what do you expect from a zombie apocalypse?

 

She couldn't hear her own thoughts over the sounds of gunfire. A large muscular ape-like creature came lumbering around the corner, producing a horrible roar that hurt her ears. It focused its small dead eyes on its prey. Zoey ran the other way, her new friends right behind her. She turned her head only to empty a clip of SMG bullets into the beast. The old man stopped for a second to throw a bottle with a gas soaked rag behind them. The bottle burst into flame on the ground and the thing ran right through it, fire now burning its rough hide. Up ahead was a large building (it looked like it was once a shopping mall) which had a heavy iron door that had been left open.

"In there!" Bill shouted. They were all firing behind themselves as they dove into the door and Zoey slammed it shut behind them. She then locked it and threw her back against it. They all listened as the door shook violently at first, then less and less until they heard nothing. The collective exhale of the four survivors was the first comforting sound she had heard all day. After a moment of silence, Louis spoke up.



"So, where to next?" Bill held a cigarette up to his lips and lit the end. His hands were steady.



"To the airport. The hell with the military. If we can get a plane maybe we can find some place in the world that's not overrun by those things."



"Can any of us fly a plane?" Zoey asked.



"I can," Bill said. "You're all glad I was here when this started. Let's set up camp here for the night, I'm sure there'll be some food and supplies around. And don't worry, this place was quarantined early on so we won't be getting any surprise visitors in the middle of the night."



Despite what he said, the mere mention of such a possibility made her shiver. She had been in her sophomore year at College. Now it seemed, she would never graduate.



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Zoey sat on the floor, leaning against the wall. Louis walked over and sat down next to her.



"Hey Zoe," Louis said smiling, then looking concerned, "You okay?"



"No, I'm not okay," She replied. "I can't stop thinking about what I've been seeing. Before all this I watched a lot of zombie movies. I always liked Evil Dead. It was scary, and funny...in a disturbing way. I thought a Zombie apocalypse would be exciting. I was so fucking stupid. Every day we go out there and--we kill people. Or at the very least what used to be people. I think I'm shooting some lady's husband, someone's son, someone's friend. It's horrible, fucking horrible. And the worst part is the feeling that all of this is futile, that we'll all die and no one'll come to save us."



Louis sat there for a moment, just thinking about what she had said.



"You know, back when I was a regular guy with a shitty job, I used to know a few guys like Bill. War vets, tough, disciplined. I always remember feeling like I had no idea what guys like him went through--that I'd never truly be able to comprehend it. Now, I think I understand. Except maybe this is a little worse," Louis said.



"This is Hell. Hell on Earth," She said.



The two of them sat there for what seemed like hours, when really it was only a minute. Finally, Zoey said something.



"Can you do me a favor?" He listened, waiting. "Louis, could you...fuck me?"



"What?" He blurted out the word, looking at her in astonishment.



"Louis, please. I haven't been laid in over a month. With all this shit, I think I'll go insane if I don't have something to take my mind off it. I'm desperate." She put one hand on his shoulder and looked at him pleadingly. His face flushed as he started to stammer and sweat.



"I don't know, Zoe. It's really sudden. And besides, remember what you said about horrible images you can't get out of your head? I haven't been able to get--hard--for a week," He said.



"C'mon, I think we both need this. You'll enjoy it, really," She said. Louis finally sighed in defeat and waited. She took him by the hand and led him off into some section of the mall. Along the wall, there was a tall wooden door. She opened it and pulled the both of them inside. It was a dimly lit storage closet, and perfect for secret happenings. Once inside Zoey hurriedly took off her shirt and unhooked her bra, revealing her perky breasts. While she wasn't as big as most girls in the chest area, she wasn't flat and had plenty of other good visual qualities, such as her soft round ass (displayed well by her tight jeans) and her feminine curves.



"I used to do this for my boyfriend on special occasions," Zoey said with a faint hint of sadness in her voice. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a tube of red lipstick. She smeared it around her lips before capping it and putting it away. She saw Louis had not been lying as she put a hand to his pants and felt nothing. She fiddled with his belt buckle, removed it and pulled down his zipper. She found the button on his boxers and popped it open. She reached inside his pants and pulled out his limp member.



"Well, here goes," Zoey said, smiling up at him, trying to manage some normal human emotion before stuffing the thing in her mouth. She licked the head, trying to stimulate him as best she could. With one hand she reached around and grabbed his ass, feeling it up. Slowly, Louis's cock was growing and getting harder. Soon it was at it's full length, throbbing against her tongue. Without any qualms, Zoey swallowed it down to the base (a good 7 inches) and rubbed her tongue against the shaft.

Her head bobbed up and down on his thick knob, and she allowed him to put his hand on the back of her head. He pushed her down on him, allowing her to come back up at her own speed. Eventually he gave up controlling her, as he found letting her do her thing was more pleasant. She worked at a steady pace, and every time she came up there was a fresh coating of saliva along his length, and a thin strand of it connecting the head of his dick to her lips, which were less glossy red now. Most of the makeup she had put on was now down by the base of his cock. Louis groaned in ecstasy, he had never had a woman please him like this before. With both hands free, she reached around and grabbed his ass, which she used to suddenly start thrusting violently down onto his dick.



As Louis's moans became more urgent, she began to slow down, and then suddenly withdrew his length from her mouth. Louis became upset.



"Why did you stop? That was amazing."



"We're not done yet," She replied. "Remember, you're supposed to be pleasing me." He felt kind of embarrassed for taking for granted the fact that although she was incredibly needy herself, she attended to him first without even a request to. Although the room was small, it was just big enough. She bent over, placing one hand on the wall and then using her other to undo her jeans and slide them down around her ankles. Then her panties fell and her most attractive feature was unveiled. She put both hands on the wall in front of her and wiggled her ass at him. Perfectly round with her delectable pussy. He saw how much she needed it when the moisture from her cunt started dripping onto the floor. He pulled his pants down and positioned himself behind her.

The first thing he realized when he plunged his cock deep into her waiting snatch was just how tight she was. The tunnel of muscle past her lips squeezed down on his dick, hitting nerve endings he didn't know existed.   She felt like a virgin again. She gasped in pleasure, tongue out, panting like a dog. He thrust into her repeatedly, loving that wonderful squelch sound that his penetration made. Returning the favor, he grabbed her ass and squeezed the cheeks together around his dick. With a long low moan from Zoey, he drove himself all the way in, fighting her wonderful tightness. His balls hit her ass with a smack, his 7 inch dick buried in her sheath.  

Steadily he increased pace, groping her ass and then reaching under to cup her breasts. He was pounding her from behind, and with each thrust she squealed and her hands quivered. He took one finger and prodded her asshole with it. Pushing past the tight ring of muscle he thrust his finger in and out of her ass. With his other hand he stimulated her clitoris, rubbing it softly. Zoey was going wild, her hair in her eyes, screaming louder every moment and then she was pushing back with her hips to meet his thrusts and he was wild too. 

He fucked her at a frantic speed, before finally pulling out. She turned around to meet him and she grabbed his member, stroking it swiftly in her direction. Louis moaned feverishly as her delicate, able hands worked his shaft dutifully. With a grunt he came all over her breasts and face, some on her left cheek and on the right side of her lips.



The sex had been so amazing that it almost made all the terrible things that had happened inconsequential.



Almost. During that glorious 10 minutes, Zoey and Louis were able to forget about the horrors of the present. But it didn't last. Once it was over reality came rushing back in, like it so often does. Partially dressed, Zoey lay her head on Louis's shoulder and cried. Louis cleaned her face with his sleeve and stroked her hair, comforting her as best he could.



"God. I wish this wasn't happening. I really don't. All those people," She said. Louis just nodded and closed his eyes. And so the two found comfort and escape in something else: Dreams.



So they slept.