Flavi races toward Bella and Arissa.
“Don’t hurt my cousin!” Bella commands.
“I don’t care who she is. I won’t let her turn you into a zombie,” Flavi promises, still striding forward.
I shout to Flavi. “You don’t need to attack Arissa! Bella’s safe!—”
At my words, Magnus stops advancing and wraps his arms around my waist, gripping me tightly.
“Arissa is no longer a zombie, so she can’t hurt me!” Bella screams, completing my sentence.
“I won’t risk it. She must die—”
“No!—”
Fear and sadness grip my heart and shake it inside my chest.
My breathing halts and the room spins for a moment.
Bella will never forgive Flavi if he kills her cousin needlessly.
I recall the terror that reflected from Arissa’s hazel eyes when she drank from my breast, mere moments ago. I imagine her display of fear is much greater now.
That’s it. Her eyes.
“Look at her eyes!” I shout at Flavi, who is now lifting a fighting Bella. She’s throwing her full body weight against him, making it difficult for him to pull her out of his line of attack.
“Her eyes are hazel. Zombies don’t have hazel eyes,” Bella pleads, finishing my sentence.
“Show me your eyes,” Flavi directs his command at Arissa.
The trembling golden haired beauty pushes her face forward and widens her eyes. The mix of gold, green and brown color that swirls through each iris marks her as a non-zombie.
“Okay?” Bella cries out.
“Okay,” Flavi huffs. “Sorry for trying to murder your cousin,” he grumbles then pulls Bella to him. Tenderly, he cups one hand at the back of her head and lifts her face to his own.
“Thank you for rushing to protect me…and for apologizing for nearly killing my last remaining family member,” Bella pants as she presses her mouth first to her husband’s angled jaw then to his waiting lips.
Behind me, I feel Magnus’ warm, thick lips dance along the curve of my neck. He drags his mouth over my aroused flesh until he’s mouthing the words “I love you, Daisy,” into the floral fabric of my silk collar.
“I know,” I moan into the sensation of his teeth gently tugging against the symbol of ownership.
“I am the farmer, and you are mine now. Mine to claim. Mine to train. Mine to love.”
“I love you too, my farmer,” I confess as Magnus’ hands find the peaks of my bursting-full-with milk breasts and firmly, yet gently squeeze, expressing spray after spray of mother’s milk. I delight in the sensation of my warm cream toppling from the hard peaks of my nipples and dripping down my belly. Relaxing my neck, and opening my throat further to my farmer, I allow a soft purr to escape my lips at the carnal ecstasy of being milked so masterfully.
It’s then that my farmer's hard, erect cock makes its presence known by pressing into my back. I wiggle against it, enjoying the wet sensation of pre-cum that leaks down between my ass cheeks. “When will you breed me?” I moan the need for him that’s blooming inside my core.
“Tonight, my love. I will spill my seed inside your beautiful body, breeding you many, many times—”
“Stop wasting her cream!” Hamma suddenly shouts from center stage. “There are thousands of thirsty zombies who need her milk more than the floor does.”
Magnus ceases milking my breasts. Moving to wrap his arms around my bosom, he clutches me tighter to him.
“Here, Queenie, Arissa, suck on these butterscotch candies. They contain the cure. You two are going to help Daisy, Bella and I rescue all these zombies by feeding them our cream.”
I look out into the crowd of glowing eyed zombies who are now standing in a line, waiting patiently to be fed. Arissa’s hand is lifted, and she is controlling their movements.
My farmer’s throat releases a frustrated growl as his hands relinquish their cradling of my breasts, and he backs away from my body slowly. My Magnus knows I have a job to do, but he clearly doesn’t want to separate our bodies. I wholeheartedly share his sentiment.
“I don’t want to be parted from you either,” I confess. “I love you too much to allow myself to be ripped from your side ever again.”
“I feel the same way,” he kisses my collar once more while clutching both of my shoulders with large, protective hands.
“Let her go, son. You two will have plenty of time to embrace later.”
Magnus groans and releases me.
“Let’s get to work ladies!” Hamma adjusts her ample bosom then reaches up, rolling one of Queenie’s hard pink nipples between her fingers as she commands us to action. Her motherly manner of speech leaves no room for argument or disobedience on any of our parts. “We’ve got zombies to feed!”
Epilogue
Daisy
“Thanks for the favor. I desperately needed someone to watch little Laurie and Tanya tonight. I really appreciate you coming through for me in a pinch.”
“Glad to help,” Swinea grinned her sweet genuine smile then bent down to address my twin toddlers. “Hi, little ones,” she cooed, her half braided pigtails swinging in front of her face as she side stepped then grabbed the handles of the double stroller from me.
“Need an escort back to your farm?” Queenie swept her own damp red strands of hair off flushed cheeks as she glided out of the tiny farmhouse. “If you’re worried about the local wildlife, I can have a few of our hubulls escort you back to your farm.”
“Thanks, but I’m good. Flavi’s waiting for me outside the gate.” I leaned forward, giving the motherly sounding hucow with the full milky breasts a carefully placed hug. “Give Hamma, Pigletta and the little ones my love, will you?”
“Sure will. And say hello to Bella, Flavius and the farmer for me.”
“Will do,” I promise.
***
“Magnus has a surprise for us?”
“He sure does,” promised Flavi as he leaned sideways and pressed his lips to my neck. In his playful way, he blew a sloppy raspberry into my flesh then licked the smooth skin just below my new collar. His antics made me giggle, and I squirmed in my seat, a little grossed out and a lot turned on by the naughtiness of my husband’s tongue.
“Hey, stop it! I’m the one who blows the raspberries around here,” I joked, slapping him hard on the chest. Then as usual, I touched my new collar, caressing its smooth rigidity between my fingertips.
“Beautiful,” Flavi sighed.
“My new collar is beautiful,” I agreed, rolling its smooth stainless steel finish between my fingers. The smile that tugged up the corners of my lips refused to drop as I ran my fingers over the sharpness of my collar’s four embedded sapphires.
“I meant you, my love.” Flavi placed one firm finger below my chin and tilted it upward exposing more of my neck. “You are the beautiful one. The woman I love is more gorgeous than any fine jewel.”
“I love you,” the words escaped my throat as a breathy moan.
“I love you too,” my husband spoke truth while he gently massaged the tender curve of my exposed neck. The sensation of his fingers sliding up and down my skin reminded me of that special fullness I feel when I take him down my throat during sex. The gentle coaxing of his tender caress made my throat parched with need for him. Saliva drained into my mouth and I allowed it to pool there until I’d collected enough of it to swallow down hard. When I had enough of teasing myself, I opened my throat wide and gulped, imagining I was swallowing my husband’s shaft whole.
Flavi dropped his fingers to my lap and softly caressed my upper thighs.
“Your eyes look distant. What are you thinking of, my love?”
“I’m thinking of tonight, and the pleasures my three lovers and I will share.”
“So am I.”
***
“Oh, I’m so nervous. I imagine it’s spectacular,” Bella jumped up and down in place, then paused squinting one eye and rubbing the top of her eight months pregnant bell
y.
“Are you okay?”
“Oh, sweetie, I’m fine.” Bella’s grin spread across her face again. “I simply forget I’m pregnant sometimes.”
“Come inside wives,” Magnus waved us forward then patted both me and Bella on our bare bottoms as we entered our new playroom.
“Don’t dawdle ladies,” Flavi gave each of our bottoms a second more forceful whack for the crime of taking too long to cross the room’s threshold. Timeliness has always been a pet peeve of his. I chuckle internally, knowing how fond our husband is of spanking us girls whenever we’re the least bit naughty.
“Sit. Climb. Touch. Feel free to explore.”
Magnus flexed his broad chest muscles while striding toward me. A quick swipe of his tongue across his meaty bottom lip sent its intended message. Our husband wanted to use my body tonight.
His sensual movements were contagious and soon I was licking my lower lip as well. Following our husband’s roving eyes toward the massive play structure in the center of the room, I ran over to its long double bench and laid down flat on my back. Eager to play, I scooted my head higher until it was under the structure’s built in queening stool, resting comfortably on an adjustable pillow.
Bella’s bare feet made smacking sounds on the hardwood floor as she waddled around the corner to the back of the play structure.
“Climb the stairs and take a seat,” My ears tingled at the sexy deep sound of our husband’s voice as he instructed Bella to sit down on the queening stool above me.
“Be careful, hold onto the railing,” our other husband added his own set of instructions.
“I will secure your ankles now,” Magnus said as he pulled two leather ankle cuffs with long metal chains attached to them from hooks embedded in the bar above us. The same bar my Bella was now resting her elbows on. Bella grinned down at me and I smiled up at her as she took her honored seat above me on the queening stool.
I watched in awe of her beauty as her glistening pink pussy lips descended onto my still smiling face. Inhaling her delicious scent, I jutted out my tongue and dipped it inside the honey pot of her orange cream flavored pussy, taking my first taste. My wife didn’t complain about my impatience. She just rocked her body a little on her stool, repositioning her pussy to enhance my eating pleasure.
With speed, I felt Magnus imprison my ankles then lift the long attached chains one at a time, hooking them to the same bar where Bella’s elbows had once rested. Still flat on my back, I gasped as I felt my center of gravity gradually shift until my ass was suspended in mid-air. My weight now rested primarily on my middle and upper back.
Wasting no time, Magnus positioned himself above me, pressing his cock against my slick opening. I moaned into the luxurious sensation of his cockhead coating itself in my natural lubricant, delivering some of the slick fluid up to my electrified with need clit. Need that impelled me to trail my tongue through the delicious folds of Bella’s wet pussy.
Within seconds, our husband’s cock was pressing at my moist entrance again. And with one powerful thrust he pushed inside me. He entered me the way he knows I crave most, with one deep powerful shove. Smack! One large hand spanked one elevated ass cheek hard. I suckled on Bella’s thick, meaty pussy lips. Her juicy cunt was engorged with the passion of her arousal, which excited me.
I tried to wiggle my bottom in mid-air as our husband’s thick cock pounded into me, stretching me open. But, it was no use. My body wasn’t going anywhere. He was ramming my pussy so forcefully with his hard thick member that I could hardly breathe, let alone move. Our husband smacked my ass again harder, and the gripping burn enhanced the stretched pleasure exploding inside my cunt.
I liked the force our husband used when spanking me. It reminded me of the power of his brute strength. And I adored being married to the strong brutish bully with the surprisingly tender heart. He slapped my ass cheek hard yet again and I screamed into the meat of Bella’s pussy. Then I laughed like a mad woman as our husband’s big bully cock assaulted my pussy with more of its deep plunging jabs.
Wrapping my lips around our wife’s clit, I nibbled at the tiny nub, channeling all my pent up sexual aggression into the challenge of making her cum. Her soft, almost pleading voice moaned above me as she kissed our other husband. I continued to nibble and lick as the sounds of their sloppy kisses echoed inside the intimate space of our playroom.
With an explosive gush of cum, our beautiful wife’s pussy came all over my face. I continued to lick her through the intense orgasm, luxuriating in the silken sensation of her fragrant juices as they washed over my skin.
My pussy throbbed around my Magnus as he rutted inside my spasming cunt, making me attempt to squirm with excitement.
“That’s it. Come for me, beautiful. Come on my cock,” he demanded, giving me no other option but to obey his order as he whipped my exposed clit from side to side with the flat of his thick thumb. Pounding my free fists against the smooth vinyl bench below me, my pussy seized. Breathlessly, I came hard on our husband’s cock, even as Magnus pounded more brutally into my already overwhelmed cunt.
I felt my mouth stretch open wide in pleasure then snap shut when forced into the throws of even greater ecstasy. With one swift flick of his thumb, Magnus wiped away the line of drool trailing from my now barely parted lips. I clenched then unclenched my pussy willfully, wanting to make my husband shoot bountiful amounts of his hot sticky seed inside my womb. Deliberately, I felt the pace of his deep fucking of my pussy slow.
“Hold on gorgeous,” he crooned. “I’m not going to breed you just yet. Your other husband wants inside your beautiful body first.”
I whimpered as Magnus switched modes and thrust shallowly inside my still sensitive cunt.
“Pull out the lower bench so we can both enjoy our wife together,” Magnus interrupted Flavi’s loud slurping down of cream from our wife’s milky tits to issue the order. Much as I had when Magnus stopped fucking me deeply, Bella whimpered when Flavi ripped his mouth away from her breast and jumped off the play structure, making it vibrate. I began to flick my tongue against her slick pussy lips again to compensate her for the loss. She moaned.
I wiggled my ass feeling an uncomfortable shaking beneath my back and buttocks as Flavi pulled out something from beneath the bench I was laying on. I heard snapping noises I imagined were fold out legs. Suddenly the bench stilled beneath me again. My heart filled with pride at the apparent ingenuity of our husband. Magnus had thought of everything when designing this play structure for all of our enjoyment.
My brilliant brute Magnus repositioned himself so he was positioned higher on my body. I felt Bella’s body shake as she began giggling above me. “Oh, that tickles. No. Don’t stop kissing my belly. I like it. I like it a lot.” Bella’s pussy dripped sweet arousal as she squirmed on her seat above me, giggling like a schoolgirl.
“Ready to get that sweet little ass fucked?” Flavi’s question both startled me and sent a new wave of arousal flowing through my body.
“Yes,” I panted, while relaxing into the pleasure of my now genteel pussy fucking. To distract myself from the trauma of what I knew was coming, I dipped my tongue inside the opening of Bella’s slit, scooping her delicious juices inside my hungry mouth. And as expected, without warning, a cool glob of lube poured over my exposed rear entrance.
“That’s it, baby. Clench and unclench that beautiful hole for me.” Flavi circled one finger over my tight asshole, spreading around the lubricant. “So beautiful,” he sighed as he pushed his stiff finger inside me, internally massaging my sensitive passage.
The first few times he’d done this, I felt shame at being penetrated in such a dirty place. But, now I feel no shame, only pain and pleasure at my husband’s exploration of my dark cavern.
My asshole felt lonely the moment our husband ripped his finger away from my tight hole. Eager to please him, I clenched then unclenched my passage in the exact way he likes. I enjoyed the tightening pull I felt in my flesh as I prepared my
hole for penetration by the thick bulbous head of his cock. Although I could do without the initial shock of pain, I craved the full feeling his dick’s invasion of my tight channel brought. I wanted his thickness inside me. I needed the man who I’d loved for so long to penetrate me in the tightest, most intimate of places.
First, I heard Flavi lower his body onto the vinyl bench just past my raised bottom. Then, I felt his long feet move up the bench I was laying on. His toes then calves slid up past my hips. Needing to touch him, I splayed my unbound hands at my sides and gripped the large, powerful backs of his thighs with my fingers. I squeezed, and felt the head of his cock push forward, gently parting the entrance of my exposed hole.
“Do you want it?” he teased.
“Yes. Please, give it to me,” I begged, every muscle in my body twitching with need.
Flavi pressed inside me, and my throat released a whimpering squeal. I lifted my tongue, pressing its flat surface hard against the bloom of Bella’s pussy. My mind searched for distraction from pain and lapping at our wife’s delicious cunt proved to be a welcomed diversion. The invasion of Flavi’s massive cock inside my tiny entrance made my tight little hole want to clamp down hard. But, I resisted the urge to force him out. I wanted this, I reminded myself. I needed to feel our husband’s power thrust inside my body.
Another whimper sounded weakly from my throat and I put its energy to tongue fucking Bella’s cunt with my tongue. Finally, I gripped our husband’s thighs and growled as Flavi forced his way deeper, stretching me and filling my tiny hole so full with his thick, hard cock.
With my ass high in the air and Magnus now pummeling my pussy with his usual brutish enthusiasm, I froze in place. Unable to move, there was no way to ease Flavi’s deep penetration of my dark cavern. So, I just relaxed and gave myself over fully to the intense experience of being stuffed and stretched and fucked roughly by two enormous cocks. I luxuriated in their hard penetration of my two convulsing pleasure holes.
“Divine, isn’t it?” Bella questioned.
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