Zombies - A Love Story Ch. 02
As it turned out they weren't dreaming, but living in a nightmarish world that had left them grappling to find some semblance of balance. Zack had been holding on to the past as he knew it, reluctant to change in a changing world, as Caria quickly shed the past in a desperate pursuit to discover someone or something or someplace that made sense to her dazed, confused mind.
"You're thinking awfully hard," Zack observed as he admired her beautiful face.
She shifted her gaze to meet his with a serious expression on her face. "I'm making up a list, thinking of things we'll need to pick up when we go out shopping."
He hugged her tightly against him as they lay in bed, partially covered by the sheet and blanket which were in disarray following their passionate coupling after the shower they'd shared. Leaning his head closer she allowed the kiss he desired as their lips met in a sweet embrace.
"We've got plenty of food and water for the time being," Zack countered as a sexy grin formed on his face.
When he leaned his body away from hers, his eyes dropping to view her nicely formed, plump and upright breasts, Caria felt a tingling passing through her that caused the nipples to swell and stiffen. His face brightened with new hope when he observed her response to his unspoken invitation.
She grinned as her eyes rolled. "Maybe there is a zombie after all... one that thinks only about sex."
"You only have yourself to blame," he said with a sigh. "Before you showed up sex was the last thing on my mind."
"And now it's the only thing."
He recalled her earlier admission about being intimate with her boyfriend and how she loved having sex. But instead of bringing it up Zack reached his right hand down under the covers, the tips of his fingers lazily caressing her silky smooth inner thighs before lightly tracing along the outer folds of her pussy.
"You're terrible," she whispered as her body started to get aroused. "Promise me you'll take me shopping afterwards, then we can go back to that diner and have another serving of steak with potato wedges."
"Sure, I'll take you," Zack agreed before working a middle finger into the moistening slit of her sex. "There are so many ways I want to ravage your gorgeous body, Caria."
"Then let's get you hard." And with that she reached a hand down to stroke his stiffening manhood.
Settling on his left side with his back against the wall they faced one another, each fondling or jerking on the other. Zack loved this, loved the feel of her sexy form and looking into her incredible blue eyes the likes of which he'd never before seen.
"What?" she asked with a giggle as she was beginning to feel self-conscious from his relentless staring.
"Nothing. It's just that you have such amazing blue eyes, I could gaze at them for hours."
"Aren't my lips pretty awesome too?" she inquired.
He grinned widely. "Everything about you is awesome."
"Then close your eyes and kiss me."
So he did. With mouths open his lips covered hers, savoring their softness as their tongues eagerly extended, entwining and exploring in a passionate embrace that they both found to be enticing. Muffled moans sounded as the kissing quickly turned frantic, both of them breathless, hearts racing, youthful lust heightening.
Her stroking of his cock became faster and harder. It expanded to its full size, hard as granite, throbbing like the well-tuned engine of a racing car.
His fingers found the opening to her canal and pushed in and out, her wetness coating the invading digit before it withdrew to tantalize her enlarged clit. Even the touching grew frenzied as excitement flooded their awakened bodies, stirring the passion.
Zack needed this girl, this woman, this survivor, and sensed the need in her for him. Gently pushing Caria onto her back those incredible legs widened for him in silent invitation. He moved between them, facing her, the hand stroking his cock now instead guiding it to the opening which was anxious to feel more than a finger.
As soon as he felt the tip in position Zack immediately began thrusting. As her body stiffened beneath his, hips jiggling and pelvis rotating up and down, he savored the sensation of wet heat gripping the shaft as they worked it deeper.
Zack loved this and had no idea how awesome doing this with a girl could be. Jacking off couldn't even come close, not even when it was her doing it to him. If he'd known this before, he might have changed his priorities... girls first and games second, instead of keeping them in alphabetical order.
Their young bodies merged in frantic movements that had his hardness pounding in and out of her tight, juicy, absolutely awesome pussy. Each of them was lost in the moment, eyes closed, concentrating fully on the pleasure this coupling was providing. Zack wanted so much to feel her climaxing when he was still inside of her and was determined to make a real effort to get her off before she did the same to him.
"I love you," he heard himself whispering the unlikely words in the heat of the moment, words she either did not hear above the loud grunts and groans of their physical intimacy or which she chose not to acknowledge at this most tender of moments.
While fighting back his orgasm as much as he possibly could Zack kept thrusting his cock in and out of her as fast and as hard as he could, feeling her wildly shuddering beneath him, her arms and legs holding him impossibly tightly to her. As he heard her moans getting louder he could only hope to last long enough.
He wasn't sure if he'd know when she reached orgasm, until she did. For the very first time he experienced the wonder of this moment as her form suddenly clenched hard around him, pussy constricting as if gripping his plunging cock. What he thought were wild movements before could not hold a candle to the convulsions that raced through her luscious body this time, and he rode her as best he could.
He lasted maybe thirty seconds longer than her climax before his body released its excitement. Suddenly going rigid, toes curling, he gave into the tingling sensations of pleasure and began pumping his thick, hot seed into her center. Her pussy kept squeezing around his length as Zack savored yet another orgasm with a real girl.
He hesitated while still buried inside of her, relishing the feel of their joined bodies as they both enjoyed the lingering aftereffects. His hands moved to her breasts to gently caress, his lips and tongue exploring, memorizing the hardened pink nipples.
"I heard what you said," she finally acknowledged his three whispered words. "I'll give you thirty seconds to take them back, like maybe you made a mistake. People say things they don't mean sometimes, I understand. I mean we've barely just met, right?"
He gazed longingly into her awesome eyes. "And what if I don't take them back?"
She looked away as if thinking carefully before returning her eyes to his, smiling warmly. "Then this could get complicated."
"Any more complicated than this?" he challenged, opening his arms as if to indicate the crazy world all around them.
"Yeah," she answered, nodding. "Even more complicated than this."
* * * * *
Just to be sure nothing was forgotten Caria compiled a written list from the one she'd committed to memory earlier. After making one particular entry a wide smile formed on her face.
"You really don't need all of those holsters," she calmly pointed out as he began to prepare for the shopping trip. "The shotgun by itself is probably more than enough."
He glanced at her before reviewing his pre-scavenging ritual that had become second nature to him. Zack realized she was right -- that in the absence of zombies he was rather heavily armed for a possible encounter with a dog, wild or otherwise. Finding himself feeling very nervous, like somebody on the verge of bungee-jumping at the state fair for the first time, he took her advice and left much of the hardware behind.
"You taking yours?" he wondered, testing her trust in him.
Caria offered a confident smile. "No, I'm not. Just don't venture too far off without me, just in case, okay?"
He promised, "I'll stay at your side."
A few minutes later they were in the yellow Hummer. After the engine roared to life he made a visual check of the lights and gas level; still more than half a tank remained. They'd have to think about finding some more in the next couple of days.
"Is there a mall around?" she inquired.
There was, but Zack hadn't ventured that far from home since before the infection began. It was ten, maybe twelve miles distant, and in another, larger, town. "Does it have to be a mall? Why not a department store or something?"
Her head cocked to one side as she gave him a measured glare. "You're scared, aren't you?"
"I'm not sure if we can make it. Besides, you were the one who told me the roads in and out of town are blocked," he answered indirectly and defensively, feeling his face turning red in embarrassment of her perceptive observation of the hard truth.
"We're in a Hummer, and you know this area," she countered.
"Yeah, we're in a Hummer," he grumbled softly under his breath. "Like this is a magic carpet or something."
He felt her eyes glaring at him again. "I heard that."
Zack gave in. "Okay, okay... we can at least try, I suppose."
* * * * *
"See, this wasn't so hard, was it?" Caria announced as he parked the Hummer on the sidewalk just a few feet from the main entrance of a two-story enclosed mall.
"Easier than I thought it would be," he hesitantly conceded after bypassing the main roads and sticking to the side streets, crossing a small stream when they found the concrete bridge blocked. "I wonder if it's locked."
"We're not the first ones to show up," she pointed out, referring to the shattered glass on the sidewalk.
The main entrance consisted of eight steel-framed glass doors, the right-most of which had been broken out. Stepping over the bottom of the door while simultaneously ducking under the waist-high handle they easily gained entrance. Being enclosed it was dark inside, making it difficult to see much more than silhouettes of displays, benches, and garbage receptacles once they ventured very far from the doors.
"What's first on the list?" he asked, trying to quell his rising nervousness as his hands tightened around the shotgun.
"Give me a few minutes to look around first," Caria responded while switching on her flashlight, moving the beam along the signs over the storefronts.
"This is weird," he finally spoke up as he patiently trailed her, coming to realize that there really were no zombies after all. "I've been here quite a few times before but now it all looks so different."
"Lifeless," Caria added as she carefully stepped through a smashed front window of a drugstore. "Can you check out the aisles on the left? I need a few boxes of tampons."
The mere mention of that feminine product made Zack's face brighten with embarrassment. "There's no way -"
She looked back at him harshly. "Do you want to spend all day in here, or would you rather get this done so we can do that other thing you love so much?"
Zack wasn't stupid, he knew exactly what she was referring to. His flaccid manhood stirred at the thought of enjoying her again, prompting him to separate from her and begin scouring the aisles to his right side. It was difficult to see in the dim lighting but he eventually stumbled across what he thought she needed.
"Got it, how many?" he called out.
"Three, four, however many we can fit into a bag," came her reply a few seconds later. "I'll meet you up front at the register."
At the register, he thought to himself. Like we're going to be paying for this?
When he got to the front he glanced left and right to see where she was before Caria suddenly popped up from behind an electronic cash register wearing a store vest, as if she was now a cashier or something. Smiling widely, which had Zack suspicious, she waited for him to place the boxes down.
Making a motion to pick up a hand-held transmitter she made an effort to announce, "Jim, register four needs a price-check on Kotex."
She watched, laughing, as redness which started at the neck rose upward over his face. An embarrassed glare quickly followed.
"What?" he asked desperately.
Caria eventually rolled her eyes before sliding her feminine napkin boxes into a brown plastic bag. "I did the same thing to my first boyfriend, only the store was full at that time. I don't know what it is about guys and tampons, they all go in the same place."
Zack was unimpressed by the little stunt she'd pulled that he found less than funny, but after they left the store and raided a few others the embarrassing moment was all but a forgotten memory. He was quite content to hold the flashlight, dancing the beam along shelves and racks, as his new girlfriend helped herself to anything she found of even the slightest interest.
There was evidence of others having preceded them, either before those people had come down with the illness and died, or possibly indicating there could be other survivors in the area that they had yet to encounter. But Zack wasn't overly interested in meeting anybody else. He was quite content living this new life he had discovered for himself, sharing it with this awesome girl whom he had been so lucky to have come across. And cum inside, he thought with a smug grin of excitement.
"Okay, I guess I'm done," she announced roughly an hour later after they'd looked through a dozen or more of the silent stores.
Carrying an array of plastic bags of various sizes and colors -- filled with everything from tampons to makeup to baggies of panties and underwear to clothes, including a few sexy lingerie items he'd convinced her to grab -- they walked to a table and sat down with a hearty sigh. In this center section of the two-story mall there was some dim lighting provided by a few overhead skylights. Glancing around they could see they had arrived at a food court, with silent, dark food and beverage booths on either side.
As they sat on white, rubber-coated wire mesh seats across a small table from each other, her eyes caught his and she asked, "So what are your plans?"
"I am hungry," he decided as his stomach growled. "If you're okay with sitting here I think I might see if there's any food to be had."
She reached across the table and grabbed his hands, their fingers entwining together in an intimate gesture. "No, your plans? Your plans for the future?" she pressed as her expression turned serious.
Zack wasn't quite sure what she wanted to hear and so the look he returned was one of bewilderment. "My parents wanted me to take life serious, go to college, but now... I'm not sure what you're asking."
"You told me that you love me," she reminded him, and although it had been comforting to hear during these strange, dark times, she also recognized that his emotions could well have been based on other, physical, factors.
This time he appeared serious as he gazed deeply into her warm eyes before telling her in an emphatic tone, "I do love you, Caria, I swear it. But... plans? I mean look around, how can anybody have any plans anymore?"
"I still have one," she told him with a sigh before lowering her eyes, releasing her hands, leaning back against the chair. Glancing up at the skylights overhead she decided, "Things are way more complicated now."
Zack never had a girlfriend before but he'd known guys who had, and how hard it was when they broke up. Not really knowing if this was what was happening or not, he felt his heart begin to race as his stomach knotted with nervous apprehension. If she walked out on him now, what would happen? It wasn't as if he could just find another one, right?
"What's your plan?" he questioned.
She leaned forward again, placing her elbows on the table as she cupped her hands together, leaning her chin down on them. After thinking for a few moments, wondering how much to share with this guy she suddenly found herself liking, Caria decided he deserved nothing less than her complete honesty, no matter the risk.
"When I left what was my home I was on my way west, to southern California," she began her explanation. "This was how I ended up here. But I'm not done, Zack. This is just a... a pit-stop, I guess. I'm still headed west, you know? This," she continued, looking around the inside of the mall at the dark stores, "this isn't any kind of life I'd ever imagined for myself. I'm still heading west. But meeting you, this is a nice distraction for a few days, but..."
"Now it's complicated," he completed her unfinished sentence a few seconds after her voice trailed off.
"Yes," she agreed, sighing with relief when she realized he was beginning to understand her plight. "So what are your plans when I head west again?"
He smiled. "I'm hoping you'll let me go with you."
Her beautiful face and eyes brightened considerably. "Really? Or are you just saying this because you think it'll make me happy?"
As Zack's grin widened he held up his right hand with his three middle fingers raised. "I said what I told you for three reasons," he calmly responded. "One," he continued while lowering his index finger, "because I love you and you're the best thing that has ever happened to me. Two," he added, lowering his middle finger, "because I'm pretty sure it's what you want to hear. And most importantly," he said, raising his voice for effect, "because I'm rather hoping I'll fulfill a lifelong fantasy and get laid at the mall food court."
High-pitched shrieks of excitement resonated through the abandoned building as Caria announced her pleasure at hearing his words, both relieved that she would not be continuing her journey alone, while also feeling a building emotional attachment to the unlikely boyfriend she'd managed to find to replace the one which had been lost.
Sharing her delight she wasted no time standing up and quickly straddling his lap, her awesome body facing his, their lips locking in a heated embrace.
"Oh baby, thank you so much," she whispered between kisses, warm tongues feverishly stabbing into one another's mouths. "You won't regret this, I promise."
Overjoyed with relief that he wasn't about to lose his first and only girlfriend, Zack eagerly pushed his hands underneath the thin t-shirt she had on to cup and squeeze on her nice boobs. He could feel the nipples swelling beneath his fingers as they rubbed over the stiff, throbbing peaks. The intimate fondling quickly had their arousal increasing as their young hearts raced and breathing quickened, the passionate kissing becoming even more heated with tongues rapidly entwining.
Zack could feel his cock awakening, the shaft beginning to enlarge as his balls tingled. He breathed in her wondrous scent and enjoyed the taste of her mouth and the warmth of her body as it sat upon his lap.
Their frantic kissing and his fondling of her perky tits went on for several minutes before Caria was ready to take things to the next level. After the foreplay her loins were saturated with sexual heat, and she could feel the wetness starting to moisten her anxiously throbbing pussy. She was ready to take his rigid cock deeply inside, to fill the void that was now so anxious for what he had to offer.
Backing off of his lap she quickly peeled off her t-shirt before removing the rest of her clothes. Zack watched her kick off the shoes and peel the skintight blue jeans off her body. He followed her lead, slipping out of his own clothes but without getting up, his eyes enjoying the view of her sexy body as more and more of it was revealed to his hungry eyes.
When he was naked and sat back, her eyes lowered to admire his swollen manhood as it proudly stood up, the straining reddish-purple tip anxious for the pleasure her gorgeous body could bring. Straddling him Caria then sat down, her right hand holding onto the edge of the table for support as the fingers of her left enclosed around his throbbing erection.
"So you'd sit here eating a burger while fantasizing about nailing some cute girl your own age?" she asked, curious about his admitted fetish.
"Yeah, a few times," he shared with a guilty smile on his face. "I'd watch the cute girls sitting down all around me, pick the nicest one out, and stare as best I could at her body while thinking of doing sexual things to her."
She grinned as she fixed her gaze on his, feeling his hands resume their fondling of her bare boobs and stiff nipples as she gently stroked his rigid cock. "You were a very naughty boy."
"I was a normal guy, and I still am, a normal guy in a world that has gone crazy," he countered. "Why California, anyway? Why not here?"
"The ocean, boats, fresh food," she quickly explained as her heated body was anxiously screaming for attention, making thinking very difficult. "Can't eat out of cans forever, you know."
She was sitting there straddling his lap with her aching pussy pressed against the bottom underside of his shaft. Angling her pelvis up, she began rubbing her clit against the hard surface as she lifted slightly up and down, placing delightful pressure against the tiny bundle of nerves.
This was when Zack gripped her waist and started making slow, gentle thrusting motions, sliding his cock up and down over her clit while also the moistened outer folds. Her pussy felt so velvety smooth against his steel-hard shaft as they teased one another, building the sexual energy even more with every beat of their hearts.
"I love how you feel against me right now," Zack told her in a soft whisper.
Caria briefly chuckled. "I bet you do, but you know what? I think you'll like this even better."
After rising up, her left hand guided the straining tip to her slit, working it between the outer folds until it was pressed against the smaller opening. In a fluid movement they each did their part and a second later she gasped while feeling his cock stretching the doorway wide. It then pushed upward as he anxiously thrust his hips, simultaneously pulling down on her waist as his cock entered her juice-slick sex.
"Oh yeah, this is the part I love," her voice weakly groaned aloud.
Silence surrounded them as they merged, his cock driving upward until he'd worked his full length into her heated core. Intermittently kissing, they fondled one another as the sounds of the squeaking chair mixed with their soft moans of pleasure. Zack pumped his stiff cock in and out of her incredible pussy, feeling the wet canal tightly squeezing around his throbbing shaft.
This time he was lasting longer, he realized, as his mind thought back on those times when he'd sat here dreaming about doing this to so many of the cute girls he'd seen sitting across from him, the girls oblivious of their participation in his sexual conquests. But this time, finally, was so much different. This time he was actually getting to do what he'd been dreaming of.
"Oh Zack, you're really getting good at this," she announced in a surprised, grateful tone as she felt her body nearing orgasm. "Don't stop baby, keep going just like you are, it feels so good."
Zack was more than happy to comply, his confidence and self-esteem growing while hearing her encouraging words. Still full of youthful energy he grasped her waist a little more tightly and maintained the same steady pace, pumping his cock deeply into her snug center as she moaned and anxiously squirmed atop his thighs.
He could feel vibrations shaking her body, a few strokes apart but quickly intensifying, joined by louder, weak cries of delight. She suddenly sped up their already quick pace as her movements turned frantic, urgently grinding her pussy against his plunging cock. Moving his hands from her hips to her firm boobs Zack squeezed on the soft mounds while lightly pinching on the nipples.
Her voice cried out loud, echoing through the silent shell of the mall as her form began convulsing in uncontrollable spasms of ecstasy. Caria kept loving him as fast as she could, her body shuddering with powerful vibrations as the building heat in her loins was unleashed in a tremendous climax.
For the several moments it lasted she savored the intense pleasure of her orgasm, feeling sweat rolling down her skin from the heat of the strong gyrations embracing her. Zack did all he could to maximize her pleasure, enjoying the feel of her wet canal constricting around the width of his full length, edging him closer.
By the time her closed eyes reopened he was slowly approaching the finish line, and now it was Zack who was desperately ramming his cock into her as fast and as hard as was humanly possible. She rode him skillfully, using her core muscles to squeeze around his erection, milking it.
In his frenzy Zack was also pushing her to a second climax, and in the unlikeliest of places in the craziest of times, two relative strangers merged as one and peaked at about the same time. As his tingling balls began ejaculating powerful ropes of hot cum into her pussy, she crested and began bucking from the convulsions of her climax. For several wondrous moments they each enjoyed the other, their bodies responding in a mutually pleasurable way.
Afterwards neither moved. Both panting heavily, bodies overheated and sweaty, they were content just to share the afterglow of this amazing intimate event in silence. Eventually Caria carefully extracted herself from the embrace, backing off of his lap as she felt his semen dripping from her soaked slit.
"That was the best yet," she complimented her new lover before leaning over to briefly kiss his lips in appreciation.
Zack quickly agreed. "It keeps getting better. I'll never get tired of this. Heck, I already can't wait until we can do it again."
As they dressed she wondered, "Do you have any other fantasies you want to live out before we start our trip?"
He thought for a moment before his face brightened with a wide grin. "Yeah, I do, actually. It involves a cheerleader uniform and the girl's locker room at my high school."
"Sounds like it could be fun," she decided.
"You have no idea."