Night of the Raping Dead pt1

[youdamnbastard]

Candy was nervously looking down at the assorted whorish looking lingerie that was spread out on her bed. The blonde 22-year-old newlywed worried that her husband might not think she was sexy as she was when they started dating 3 years ago. She had been a fitness instructor when they first met and had been working out everyday. She didn't have an ounce of fat on her lean athletic body back then. Although she was only 6lbs heavier now, she fretted over what he might think even though he admiringly told her that those 6lbs must have gone to her chest since they never looked so big and good to him. Her husband, Ron, was a policeman and they liked to play a weekly sex game of dress up. Sometimes Candy would dress up like a schoolgirl or a teacher or, Ron's favorite, a stripper. Sometimes Ron would wear a mask or blindfold her and she would pretend he was someone else. It was very exciting for both of them. Twice Ron had worn a mask, "broke into" her home and "raped" her. Candy loved it. Tonight Ron had called twice telling her what a bizarre crazy night it had been and said he was really looking forward to being with her. Candy could hear how tired he sounded and wanted to make him happy so she decided on the stripper outfit. It was simple really.
Thigh-highs, g-string over the garter belt so it could easily be taken off, a sheer bra that snapped at the front and "ankle breaking" high heels. She looked at herself in the bedroom mirror and tried in vain to push her 36 D-cup breasts back into a 34 C-cup bra. She felt it looked stupid but Ron said that he loved it. As she walked into the bathroom to put on some makeup the phone rang. It was Ron. He told her that it was one crazy night and that he'd be home soon. But he also cryptically said to lock the doors and don't answer it for anyone. Candy smiled thinking that he had some wild idea in mind. Soon she was done. Her makeup was applied and she had sprayed perfume all around her, but not too much! She went down stairs and turned on the TV. It was one of those stupid emergency broadcast messages! As she turned off the TV she was glad that they were talking instead of playing that annoying sound! She put in some CD's poured herself a glass of wine and waited for her man to come home.
Meanwhile as Candy was sipping her wine, Ron had just shot the head off of a man who was chewing on his partner's throat. This whole night was a nightmare. Just in the last hour, they had over 2 dozen calls of assault and battery and most had bite wounds from “crazy looking men” they all said. Everyone said that they felt lucky just to have escaped with their lives. There were hundreds of calls from people complaining about people banging on the doors to their homes and even more complaints about attempted car jacking. It was 8:00PM and that was the last call the two policemen were responding to. When they arrived at the scene the woman was so scared that she refused to get out of her car. She wouldn't even roll down her window. Her windshield was smashed and covered with blood but it wasn't hers. There were shapes moving around them in the darkness and Ron thought he heard someone growling. His squad car radio went loud, telling them to report to a riot at Mercy Hospital. Ron motioned to Jack his partner to leave when he saw the moving shapes more clearly. It was two men. Both were partially covered in blood. One was limping slowly. The other was missing an arm but was moving fast. He barely had time to yell out a warning before he literally jumped on Jack and knocking him down behind the car out of Ron's sight. The slow moving one got close enough for Ron to see it's face in the squad car’s lights. Ron froze in horror. Half the man's face was torn off and its bloody hands were reaching out, as it got nearer. Suddenly an old man came running between them screaming for the police to help him. The Zombie reached out and ripped the poor man's head off in one quick jerking motion. Training took over and Ron was firing at the Zombie before the poor old man's head hit the ground. 4 bullets to the chest and stomach and the thing kept on coming. 2 shots to the neck and 1 in the face that blew the things lower jaw clean off and it was still reaching out, just inches from Jon's face. He had time for one last shot and nailed it right between the eyes. The Zombie fell to its knees and stopped.
The squeal of the woman’s car's wheels as she drove away screaming made Ron whirl around to see his partner being eaten. The Zombie was feasting on Jacks heart. Instinctively Ron shot the thing in the head and it fell back away from his partner and friend. Then Ron heard people screaming all around him. People were running in the streets being chased by the same zombie like creatures he had just killed. The innocent were yelling for help while the Zombie's were growling like madmen. Then Ron heard the same growling coming from his certainly dead partner. Looking down in disbelief Ron saw Jack open his eyes. They were black and dead. Ron couldn’t comprehend what was happening and didn't even move until his dead partner got up with his intestines trailing down to his knees, grabbed Ron’s left arm and took a massive bite out of it. The agony of that bite brought back Ron's survival instincts and at close range he blew the top half of Jacks brains out. Jack dropped to the ground pulling Ron down because its teeth were still embedded in Ron’s arm. Running back the squad car Ron locked the doors and wrapped his wound tight with a spare shirt that was in the front seat. As he slowly started driving away he looked around at the neighborhood and he couldn't believe the chaos that was before him.
Men were being attacked, killed and then rising from the dead right before his eyes. Zombies were pounding on doors and breaking windows to get into the houses. Several Zombies would swarm against a car and tip it over in an animal frenzy to get to the occupants. His Police radio went from calls to go to places to calls of areas to avoid. Grabbing his cell phone he called his wife and trying to keep as calm as he could he told her that he would be home soon and to lock the doors and let no one in. Ron started to sweat like he was getting a fever and he also felt dizzy. He had to stop suddenly because 2 Zombies that had been chasing a pretty teen girl grabbed her and threw her on top of his hood. What happened next surprised him. The Zombies didn't immediately kill her. They started ripping her clothes off. The cotton tee shirt and denim skirt offered no protection against the undead strength of her attackers. Soon the little red head was naked except for her socks and sneakers. One Zombie pulled her on her back by grabbing her breasts and dragging her across the hood of the car so her head was hanging down. Then he put his zombie cock into her and started fucking her mouth. The second Zombie was standing on the hood of the car between her widespread legs. His cock was enormous. Almost a foot long and as wide as Ron's arm and being so close to it Ron could see that it oozed some kind of sickly yellow fluid. With a savage roar the Dead jumped up into the air and fell full upon the poor girl. The Zombies cock nailed her pussy perfectly. Ron couldn't believe the damage his over 200lbs must have caused her on that initial plunge. Being Dead he obviously felt no pain. Whatever damage it did to itself, if any, didn't stop it from pounding the poor teen with total abandon. Almost immediately blood started pouring from the poor girls pussy and started to run down the hood of the car over the front grill. Ron gunned the gas and the trio fell off to the side.
Looking out his rear view mirror Ron could see that the Zombies had repositioned themselves and were still raping the girl. Ron prayed that she too was now dead and beyond pain. In the 10 minutes that it took him to reach the highway, past numerous accidents and scenes of utter mayhem, Ron heard on his Police radio how his precinct was under attack. He could hear gunfire and the dispatcher screaming. Ron called back and weakly told them to shoot them in the head but there was no reply. He knew that he was on his own now. His hands were shaking with chills but he felt like he had a fever raging inside his head. His eyes were blurry as he got on the highway. In less than a 1/2 hour he would be safe at home, he thought. The highway was starting to get just as crazy as the side streets but Ron just kept the vision of his beautiful loving wife in his head and drove home as best he could. Just as he pulled into the driveway the fever put him into convulsions and Ron "died".

Candy had fallen asleep shortly after her third glass of wine and with the headset she was wearing listening to music she didn't hear the sirens that drove past her house or the frantic cries of her neighbors yelling for help as the roving bands of Zombies killed them and they in turn joined the hungry mass of the Undead. Several times Zombies tried to break their way into her house but after living through a few riots Ron had secured his house well. It was almost 3AM by the time she woke up on the couch. Looking at the clock she was immediately concerned about Ron. He should have been home hours ago. Just as she grabbed her cell phone she saw out the window his car sitting in the driveway. Candy breathed a sigh of relief but then got scared when she saw someone moving by the car. It looked like Ron but the lighting was so poor she couldn't tell. She smiled thinking that he was playing some kind of game. Maybe he wanted to play the robber/rapist again. Candy started getting excited thinking about what was to come. She heard some gentle tapping on the front door. Then something she thought was scratching and sniffing. Smiling she called out "Who's there?" No answer. No more scratching either. She tried unlocking the door but the deadbolt was stuck. The security door had resisted entry by the Undead earlier while she was sleeping but just barely. After a few hard jerks that made her breasts almost fall out of her bra it came lose. She stepped back and then walked back to the couch and put her headphones back on waiting for her husband to do whatever he had planned. Her back was to the door. She wanted him to surprise her. Kneeling on the couch she started to rub her pussy through the tiny g-string. Not satisfied with that she slipped two fingers into her pussy and made herself wet. She felt the cool night air on her ass and back and knew that he had opened the door. The cool air made her nipples stiffen and she reached in her bra and pinched them to make them harden some more. Candy lifted her perfect ass into the air to drive her man wild. She couldn't understand what was taking so long for him to act though….