Night of the living sex zombies (Closed for Gabe & Charming)

Gabe619

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OOC: A school experiment has gone terribly wrong. In an attempt to hide the awful discovery the young man responsible has poured the serum he came up with into the schools water supply ... also he wanted to see what would happen, He is a scientist after all;) Now the results are obvious. Anyone who drank from the water has turned into a sexual zombie needing the constant energy of orgasm and cum to survive. The school has been quarantined keeping the poor students and faculty locked inside. Unfortunately one of the teachers has already escaped and is at this very moment heading home through the worse storm the town has known in years.


IC:

James Wright had been the physical education teacher at Clarkson High School for close to ten years. He had an exemplary record and everyone loved him, pupils and teachers alike. Kind and warm, his demeanor was always calm and thoughtful. At 36 years old he stood 6'3", had a slim but muscular build, short blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. However James Wright ceased to exist nearly half hour ago when the last vestige of the man who had been was eaten away by the serum. After spending most of the night locked in the school the zombie that had been James found a broken window out of which he managed to escape. He killed a policeman who tried to stop him and now was heading home to his wife and family.

Dressed in his sweat pants and tshirt and ignorant of the heavy rain and the storm rumbling overhead, the thing that had been James stumbled down the road, his eyes blurred with water and his body aching with a need, a desire to sate the urges burning inside him. He knew what he needed to do, and he knew where to find it. Images of his beautiful young wife, her voluptuous body, soft curves and willingness to please filled his mind and he groaned in both pain and want. His skin had gone pale now as the serum took hold completely. It surged through his body destroying certain chemicals which only made his need for sex all the more desperate. His eyes glowed dimly red as he finally turned into his street and looked at the houses that ran down both sides. To his mind they all looked the same now and confusion set in as he slowly turned his head one way and then the other. Finally he made up his mind and staggered toward the house he was sure was his. The narrow path that ran down the side of the house was filled with darkness as zombie James moved purposefully into it heading for the back door.
 
Sarah, 37, mother, 5' 8" tall, large B, Auburn hair and a light tan from gardening on weekends.

IC:
After a long day at work, answering phones, arranging meeting, taking notes and entering and oragnizing schedules for various people around the office, Sarah had arrived home to find her house still empty. She called out to see if anyone was around and after finding the note on the fridge left by her husband, she decided to make a surprise dinner for her family. He had gone to pick up their teenaged son at his soccer practice because the storm had canceled it. At 37, she was in great shape from keeping busy around the office at work and her regular visits to the gym. She reached into a cabinet to grab a plate before taking out some vegitables for hamburgers. She grabbed the patties out of the freezer and walked over to the sink to thaw them in some hot water.

She looked out the kitchen window as she waited for the water to get warm. The rain was coming down hard outside and she though about her husband and son being outside in that. She hoped they would be alright. As she watched the rain come down she saw a figure walking towards the sliding glass door in her backyard. She looked a little closer and saw it was a man so she hastily ran to the screen door to unlock it. Poking her head out she called "Hey baby? Where's Chad? I thought you went to go get him? Well hurry up!" she waved her hand trying to get him to run inside. "You're going to catch cold in this rain!"
 
Zombie James stopped as the light from the house was disrupted by the woman standing at the now open screen doors. The house looked so inviting, warm and welcoming, and the woman silohetted at the doors even more so. James couldn't see her face but started stumbling forward once more as the crash of thunder above shook the house before him. Just as he reached the open door a flash of lightening erupted a few miles away and suddenly the lights went out all over town. The sudden darkness stopped James for a second as his eyes changed to make use of what little illumination there still was. His change however had given him excellent night vision and he stepped inside treading water and mud on the clean carpets as he moved toward the kitchen where the woman had disappeared.

He tried to speak but all that came out was a low muttering and groan. He stopped for a second as a flash of pain ripped through his lower body and the groan now got louder as he doubled over. Leaning on the doorframe of the kitchen he watched the woman as she reacted to the sudden blackness. A few sporadic flashes of light from the storm outside flooded the room in blue/white light letting James cast his eyes over the beautiful shape of the woman before him. Moving forward he reached out for her and grabbed her shoulder.
 
Once the lights had gone out, Sarah quickly moved towards the cabinets in the kitchen, feeling her way along the counter tops and cabinets to find the one where they had kept the candles. She felt along the top shelf, reaching towards the back to grab a few larger ones before finding the matches. She looked back as the lightening flashed and saw the shape of the man standing just inside the door. She heard his moaning and saw him doubling over before she turned back to strike the match. "You sound awful! Go dry yourself, you're going to get everyone else sick too!" She lit the candle just as she felt a hand on her shoulder. She jumped a little but sighed, turning around as she began to ask about her son. "Where's Ch-"

As soon as she saw the face of the man she realized it wasn't her husband at all and began frantically trying to push him away, almost tipping over the one lit candle in the process. "What! Get away, who are you?"

She was trying to push his arms off her until she looked at the face again. "Mr. Wright?" She leaned in a little closer, to get a better look and saw an expression on his face she had never seen before. "Are you alright... What are you doing here?" She was still a little scared, but she was praying he wasn't there to hurt her. Afterall, he was always to kind whenever she went to parrent night at the school and had seen him there. "Let me get you a towel..." She was trying to shuffle away with any excuse because they were too close for comfort.
 
James groaned as the candle light burned his eyes and knocked it from the womans hands as she tried to get past him luckily it blew out as it hit the floor and rolled. The zombies hands grabbed Sarah's shoulder now and pushed her back hard against the wall of the kitchen. James now knew he was in the wrong house, that this wasn't his wife, but he didn't care any more. The warmth of the womans skin under his hands, the smell of her hair and breath on his face, the look of fear in her eyes, the racing heartbeat, it all stimulated him, making his blood rush like red hot fire through his veins. He remembered suddenly her words, and even in his state put two and two together, her husband and son were out of the house, she was all his. Grinning now he lowered his face to hers as his fingers dug into her skin and held her in place. His lips met hers and he crushed them to her, kissing her hard before pulling back slightly and licking her lips, tasting her skin and savouring the moment.

"Your mine now." He whispered as he let one hand come up to stroke the smooth skin of her cheek.

His arousal had made his cock so hard the pants that confined them were straining to keep it in. Normally a pretty impressive size anyway, the serum had done its work and as it spread through sexual contact its main delivery system on the male was the cock. To make things easier and to make sure the cum got where it needed to be, it had lengthened and thickened jame's his hard shaft and right now that shaft was pressed into Sarah's thigh and stomach. Suddenly the zombie latched one hand onto the top of her blouse and pulled down hard. Buttons flew everywhere, pinging of work surfaces and the floor as the thin garment fell open. James looked down as the kitchen was suddenly lit by a flash of lightening and smiled again at what he saw displayed.

"All mine." He said as he lowered his head.
 
Sarah stopped in her tracks as the grip on her shoulder became harder and the fingers began to dig in. She cried out with pain as her free arm shot to his hand trying to pry it away. "Stop, you're hur-" she started but was inturrupted when James forced his lips upon hers in a rough kiss.

She wimpered as he pulled away only slightly to lick her lips. Her eyes were wide with fright as she froze to watch what he was doing. In all the times she had run into him at the school or the super market she never thought he would be capable of such things. She immediately began regretting opening the back door. Why did she let this man into her home! Tears streamed down her cheeks silently.

"Your mine now." He whispered as he let one hand come up to stroke the smooth skin of her cheek.

She wimpered and winced away only slightly os he stroked her cheek. It felt good but she was still scared. Then he quickly changed and ripped her blouse open causing her to almost scream, pushing against the cabinet harder. As the blouse floated open to show her white bra underneath, she tried to hold still, her harsh breathing causing her ample breasts to heave up and down with each puff. The lightening flashed to she her form in a blue haze for only a few secconds but it was enough. She could tell it was enough by the strange grimmace she wittnessed on his face in the instant beofre the lights went out again.

It was that moment when she realized what she felt against her stomach and she almost blushed against it. "Please dont hurt me." She whispered under her breath. But in her mind she was screaming it over and over again. Oh god don't hurt me!

"All mine." He said as he lowered his head. She could feel his cheek rubbing against the mound of her right breast. He felt almost like a cat and half expected him to start purring but his skin was too cold for her be convinced. She screamed as she felt him licking her skin and began trying to pull away with all of her might, almost catching him off guard as she managed to slide her body a few inches down the counter towards the door. All she wanted was for him to stop touching her but she could already feel the heat in her body begenning. He was so gentle yet so rough and it had been quite awhile since she had recieve any of this. Oh no don't go there! Please don't. She thought, her mind racing on what she should do next.
 
With a normal man, Sarah may have stood a chance of escape, and even with this zombie if she could break free of him she could have out run him, but James was having none of this. Her near escape a second before made him grab her arms and push her into into the kitchen table. Her ass now pressed against the solid wood, his arms around her stroking her back, she had nowhere to run now. His lips found the generous mounds of her breasts and began to kiss slowly until they found the nipples. Through the white bra he began to suck, lick, bite softly and found Sarah's body responding. Grinning as he felt the rise in her body heat, the scent of her was intoxicating to the zombie. Reaching up he took the blouse in both hands and ripped it from her body in a split second, and it drifted to the floor of the kitchen to be follwed a moment later by the bra as with a strenght his body didn't look capable of, James pulled the underwear apart to. Now half naked, the zombie lips firmly fixed to her nipples, Sarah really was prisoner to James advances. His cock was solid, it could have split rocks if need be and it was hurting to be set free, to be touched.

"Sarah." James whispered huskily as he came up for breath and kissed her hard once more, her hard nipples pressing into his chest.

With one hand he pulled off his tshirt and threw it aside so he could feel her nare, smooth skin against him. he may have been a zombie, but his body was still hard and sexy thanks to his keeping in shape and exercising. Pulling Sarah to him with one hand on the small of her back, his cock once more pressing into her, his other hand stroked down and found her tight ass. he began to squeeze and stroke the firm orb's he found. God she felt good, so good, and he distantly remembered the real James having admired his neighbour from afar for years. he had dreamt of doing exactly what the zombie James was now doing, but he would have never have had the guts. Grabbing one of her hands in his he forced it down between them. It was easy, she did not have the strength to resist. Turning her fingers around he placed the flat of her hand over his bulging crotch, the touch making him groan in desperate need.

"Touch me." He growled.
 
His mouth was cool as he worked his lips around her hard nipples and it felt great, she didn't want to admit it but she couldn't help the gasp that came from her. She was starting to think it wasn't worth fighting away because as long as she lived after this she could at least sue him or something for it, that is, if she still wanted to. She cried out half from the feel and half the torment her thoughts were giving her. He was rough and forceful and yet nothing hurt too bad. His grip was firm and un yielding but it was as if there was still some compassion there. She could feel his hardness against her and just thinking about it's presence made her wimper. She wanted to touch it, but she wanted to get away even more so.

"Sarah" She heard him moan almost in desperation and it toar her thoughts away from everything making her look right at him through the darkness. Another lightning flash and she could see him rippinng his cloths away. The strength that required along amaized and frightened her at once. But then she remembered how he had done that to her own top and bra and couldn't help but cry out for help again, she was terrified of being hurt. She screamed out for help but was cut short by his constant touching and she she felt him grab her wrist.

He was pushing her hand where she didn't want it to go most. She didn't want to touch him, she didn't want to feel it on that personal of a level because it would turn her on too much. Oh god what was she thinking!

She closed her eyes hoping it would all go away, wishing it would all go away because if it was a dream she promised to roll over immediately and fuck her husband untill he cried out her name like the dream had just done. But she felt it, hard and throbbing under her hand. So solid and so not a dream! She could feel the tears rushing down her cheeks again and gave in because of the lust she could hear in his voice with just two words.

"Touch me." He growled and touch him she did. She wraped her hand around his hardness through the pants the best she could and pushed her chest against his tighter. Her body showed all the motions of giving in to her lust but she still had sence to cry out under her breath over and over again, "Just dont hurt me, just please dont hurt me, please, please... please..."

With the last please she undid the button and forced the zipper down one handed, pushing at his pants to open them and felt as his penis almost sprung out from the released tension, being held back by his boxers for only a moment until she parted the flap on the boxers, placing her warm soft hand onto his throbbing member, rubbing it slowly, still in slight shock from her actions. She swallowed hard not knowing if this was what he wanted or not. She hoped it was, maybe he would release his grip a little.
 
"Aahhh, oh yessss." James groaned as the pain he had been feeling lessened a little, only a little but still...

He alos noticed through the haze of his lust that Sarah wasn't fighting him, that he wasn't making her stroke his cock, she did this of her own free will. She was willing and this made his cock twitch and throb in her soft hand. Her fingers felt so good around his shaft, but he needed more, much more. A need inside him screamed to be released, that he had to fuck her, he had to cum inside her, to mate and impregnate this woman. Her plea's not to be hurt fell on deaf ears, but the zombie wasn't really here to hurt her, oh no, he needed her. The small part that was still James wondered why Sarah was so horny for him, or at least so easy at this moment? Had her husband, a good friend of James, been lacking in the bedroom? Had she secretly wanted this, another man to fuck her how she really needed to be taken?

Sucking hard on her engorged nipples, his hands slid down to her pants and quickly undid the button and unzipped them before pushing them to the floor. Now dressed only in her panties, Sarah was pretty much open to any advances he cared to make. Picking her up easily he turned and lay her on the kitchen table, grabbed the panties and ripped them free of her slim legs. Pushing those same legs apart he stood between them, her pussy open to him in the dim light. Inside the voices screamed for him to drive his hard cock into that pussy, but as he looked at it and Sarah's naked body, he knew he had to taste her first. Dropping to his knees his fingers stroked her clit as he flicked his tongue over her pussy lips tasting her wetness. The new sweet taste on his tongue his desire and lust flared and he drove his tongue deep inside her pussy, feeling it lengthen and thicken as the zombie inside him changed his body to make this woman, this mate, submit easier.
 
She knew she was doing good when she could hear him moaning out in pleasure and she had to smile only a little. After all these years she had'nt lost her touch. She moaned back as the man relentlessly tugged at her needy nipples. She shivered under his touch as he ran his hand down her shin and undid her pants, pushing them to the floor so she could slep out of them, opening her legs only a little so she could feel him pushing against her. Oh god it felt so good! She just wanted to be touched everywhere and even more so on the inside. She wimpered again as he ripped her underwear free, forcing her legs open and her breath cought in her throat as she felt him press the tip against her moist swolen lips.

Just as she began to brace herself, turning her hips up to meet his expected thrust James flipped her around on the table, causing her to squeel out from surprise and from being scared because she realized what she was doing again and couldn't see him. She pressed her forehead against the table that her husband had worked so hard to get for her. She frowned and closed her eyes before she realized was brought back into reality by a new sensation. She lifted her head off the table as she moaned out from James' tongue running along her pussy lips. Was he teasing her? She surely hoped not. It felt so good and she wanted it deeper. She pressed her hips back against him and he took that opportunity to plunge his tongue deep inside her. "Ohh!" She cried out as she closed her useless eyes. She clawed at the table for a moment before finding the opposite ledge to grab onto.

She turned her head back to him and tried seeing in the dark. "Don't stop, oh please don't stop." She cried out, her voice husky and filled with lust. She gripped the table and pushed her hips against it, opening her legs even more as she felt his tongue reaching deeper insider her, licking at her sweet spots as if he had always known where they were. It had been a long time since she'd been intimate with her husband but an even longer time since she'd felt his tongue explore her insides, why couldn't he swich places with James. She moaned out loudly in a sudden grip of pleasure as she felt a wave of pleasure wash over her body. He found it and he seemed determined not to loose the sweetest of all her spots. She cloased her eyes again and panted. She knew she would orgasm soon if he didn't stop or give her rest but she didn't want him to let her rest.
 
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