Dawn of the Dead (1 Woman and 1 Woman Only)

Douglas Lee

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Steve aimed down through the sniper rifle's accurate scope. The young man was perched on the roof of an office building, and he had a zombie in his sights. It was a woman, dressed in a black leather miniskirt and nothing else, and he grinned to see her blood-drenched breasts.

BLAM!

He blasted off her head.

"No more nookie for this sniper," he muttered as he reloaded. "Not even zombified nookie."

He aimed down and saw a live woman aiming a rifle back up at HIM.

"Shit."
 
Kiera grinned wickedly as she saw the man's face, then she pulled the trigger.

Blam! Blam! Click!

The gun reported twice before emptying of shells.

"Shit!"

Kiera muttered under her breath before ducking behind the trash can she was using as cover.
 
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Both bullets missed.

Steve hurriedly aimed at the muzzle flash and fired once, the bullet ripping through the tin of the trashcan like it was toilet paper, missing the other sniper entirely.

"Shit!" Steve cursed, taking cover.
 
"Fuckin bastards can't even aim."

Keira commented to herself, glancing over at the man's position. It was on the fifth story of a building, well out of grenade range. But perhaps, she glanced to the side of the building. A smile lit her face.

Bingo!

A fire escape, she switched her M-16 to assault mode and fired a spray of bullets at the building, a spray that would drive the sniper from the edge if he was as smart as Keira thought he was.

Then she took off for the fire escape, slinging her rifle over her back and pulling out her pistol as she began to climb.
 
Steve was good. He just ducked the stream of bullets, and then ducked back up and aimed the sniper rifle and fired, puffing up bits of broken pavement between the lady sniper's legs.

In the deafening silence after the booming gunshot, he yelled, "Don't move, or the next one's between the eyes!"

He cocked the rifle audibly.
 
The confident laugh that came from Keira's throat was one taught from many days of survival in this harsh world.

"Kiss my ass fucker!"

She yelled back up before dipping around the corner of the building. This prick really thought he could beat her, she smiled to herself and began to stealthily climb up the iron barred windows behind where Steve had last seen her. When she reached the roof she smirked at his back, then cocked her pistol. He didn't look like a zombie...

"Don't move!"

She yelled it loudly, if he did whip around he'd be dead in less then a second, if he didn't move... Then perhaps she'd found an ally finally, though she'd still need to mess him up good for shooting at her. What kind of mess up?

The fun kind...
 
He dropped the rifle and turned slowly.

"Okay, you got me," he agreed grudgingly, as he raised his hands. "What are you gonna do to me now? Shoot me?"
 
Keira laughed mysteriously, then nodded.

Blam!

The gun reported loudly and she chuckled as the spray of blood came straight out of his right arm, the bullet had passed clean through and was only a minor flesh wound. But she was sure it had rocked his world, nevertheless.

She walked towards him after shooting, gun still trained as her tight fitting silk shirt and jet black leather pants hugged her body. It revealed her plump breasts and tight curving ass, along with the rock hard abdomen that had developed at the hands of her Marine trainers.

"Tickle?"

She asked as she got to him, nodding towards the wound.
 
"Like a sonofoabitch," he agreed once more through gritted teeth, staring at her, hatred filling his eyes. "Why the hell did you do that for?"
 
"This."

Keria said as she pulled her neckline further down, revealing a long scratch.

"And this."

She added, separating her top and pants to reveal another long scratch against her tight, smooth stomach. Quickly it seemed she looked around, taking note of the buildings roof. Her eye was critical, but obviously experienced.

"This your fort of sorts? Just you up here?"

She queried this as her piercing eyes came back to rest Steve, watching amusedly as he gripped his arm.
 
"Yeah, just me up here and shit," Steve said irritably. "And you better count your ass lucky it's just me."


He looked down and, like he expected, so did Keira. In a trapdoor, a young woman, a little younger than Keira, was aiming a dart gun upwards at Keira's midsection.

"Oops," Steve chuckled.

Keira took the dart to the midsection and she was bye-bye, sleepy sleepy sleepy.
 
Keira looked mildly stunned as the dart punctured her abdomen, she wavered momentarily before crumbling, her pistol tumbling several feet in front of her.
 
"Good job, Jenny," said Steve, smiling as the barely-legal daughter of the man he had tooken in and who had became zombified from an infected bite and who he had been forced to kill walked out of the trapdoor and smiled down at Keisha's sprawled body as she took out the dart.

"She's kinda hot," commented Jenny, sitting down beside Keisha's head.

"Yeah," agreed Steve, brushing a lock of hair away from Jenny's head gently before waking up Keisha with smelling salts. Steve and Jenny were ready, aiming weapons.
 
Keira groaned and blinked, before pushing the salts away from her nose with a grin, a grin of all things! It was strange, but obviously Keira was not your ordinary woman, her body simply relaxed as she propped herself up by her elbows, jutting her chest out a little more then she meant to.

"Now what?"

It was a frank, up-front, no-bullshit question.
 
"Well, apparently you're our prisoner," Steve said calmly, though he was still pissed-off at her about his arm.

He grinned at Jenny, who was staring at Keisha strangely.

"I think I'm gonna take you down to the fourth floor and tie you to one of the beds they have there and let Jenny have her fun with you while I continue sniping for a few hours."

A few minutes later, Keisha was tied up and Jenny was sitting on the bed by her, smiling.

"You kids have fun," said Steve with a laugh, bandaging his arm and heading upstairs.
 
As confident as Keira was, the words that Steve spoke made her do a double take. What?! For all her knowledge of the world, men and this horrible happening to their little city, she never had thought he would do such a thing. Tie her up and let, another girl?! Have her way!

"No!"

She yelled, struggling mightily as they pulled her downstairs and tied her to the bed, leaving her clothes on thankfully. That bitch would pay for this. Keria watched Steve with dagger eyes, killing him three hundred different ways before he finally left. Her fire brimming eyes fell onto Jenny, the fire slowly dying and a bit of trepidation filling them instead, she shifted uncomfortably.
 
"Don't cry, baby," Jenny said seductively, running her hand over Keisha's fortunately clothed breasts and tweaking the nipples through the material and grinning at the frustrated look on Keisha's face. Then Jenny slipped her hand down and then under, reaching around until she found Keisha's clit and rubbing it, watching her face, her tongue licking her lips.
 
"Why don't you go suck the lolly pop you really want, fucking slut."

Keira regretted the words as they left her mouth, because at that moment her nipples were attacked, and clit. She shifted again, trying to escape the attacks on her sensitive regions, failing miserably to do much. But Keira had a lot of willpower, there was not yet any wetness between her legs, or even a lessening in the hatred from her eyes.

Bring that fuckin tongue up here and i'll bite that shit off.

Her angry thoughts fueled the willpower, her eyes glowering at Jenny.
 
Jenny knelt and pulled down Keisha's pants entirely. She knew that Keisha would probably bite off her tongue if she kissed her, but she couldn't bite it off if she . . .

Jenny began performing cunnilingus on Keisha passionately, laughing at the new look on her face.
 
This 'new look' on Keira's face was simply one of disgust, how could a female even enjoy doing something like this? Men most of the time would bitch like sissy's about giving her an orgasm with their mouth, why would a women even want to? It wasn't as if Keira would fuck her afterwards.

"Your a sick fu-"

The words froze in Keira's mouth as Jenny's tongue found her g-spot and her fingers twiddled her clit. Now Keira was surprised, feeling the slow trickle of wetness come from her pussy.

"No."

She breathed the words, her eyes widening as she glanced down between her legs.
 
"There ya go, baby," Jenny giggled, continuig to tongue her G-spot as she diddled her clit.

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Upstairs, Steve casually continued sniping zombies, every once in a while jerking off while thinking about fucking Keisha, which was what he was going to do after Jenny was done.
 
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