Love in the time of the Zombie Apocalypse
(NSFW filthy zombie erotica)
Cindy walked through the diner, her hair golden in the morning light. She licked a little blood off the corner of her mouth and pulled a pad from her apron.
“What’s a nice city-man like you doing in a two-bit diner like this?”
Jason’s eyes twinkled as he flashed Cindy a grin, his rugged jawline slightly dislocated. “I’m just passing through, a bit of work, a bit of…” he mimed biting into a jugular vein and Cindy smirked.
Jason stirred his coffee with a finger that had just dropped off and the two held a long glance.
The room around Cindy was its usual busy Monday-morning with patrons chewing carcasses in large pools of blood and waving severed arms in the hope for service. Cindy barely noticed.
Jason was a smooth operator. He finished his live-prey with a fork and napkin. He settled his tab, leaving his number at the bottom and the message “Lets get bloody”.
On break Cindy nervously texted Jason. She was used to luring unsuspecting humans over for dinner, but organizing a social function with a well-to-do city Zombie-man was new and scary for her. She signed off “yours hungrily, Cindy”, sent it, then instantly regretted being so forward. Cindy wondered where her prey-drive ended and sex-drive began.
They agreed to meet in a low-key car-park outside a hospital. Her mom always told her to keep first dates simple and not require too much weaponry nor butchery. An easy to pick convalescent would be perfect.
Jason arrived unlike before. He forwent the blue pinstripe suit, instead attired in tight fitting denim and a half-buttoned work shirt. Cindy for her part wore leather knee-high boots (steel toe-capped), a miniskirt and black corset. She brought a carving knife and shotgun, just in case things got serious.
She noticed Jason packed his jeans well. “Is that….”, “100% living flesh, baby” Jason answered unashamedly.
Cindy idly felt the veins in Jason’s plump forearm, her chest prickly with sexual hunger and hunger-hunger and finally a young man with a broken leg hobbled past them.
Without a word they instantly leapt out, Jason grabbing the man’s head as Cindy zip-tied both legs together and hauled him into the back of Jason’s van. They gagged the man, then tore off his shirt and pants.
The man’s writhing athletic form danced in both their eyes, and they felt the frenzy erupt within them.
Cindy menacingly licked along his spine whilst Jason chewed off the man’s lips. Getting to his neck Cindy finally sunk her teeth in, spewing a fountain of pulsing blood through the space. Jason let it cover his face then came over Cindy’s neck to drink with her. Both of them held the struggling man’s arms down as they started to move their hips together.
Jason started chewing Cindy’s neck, and in a spasm of pleasure she pulled out her carving knife and sunk it into the man’s back. “You didn’t tell me you brought protection…” Jason smirked.
Ripping off the man’s arm, Jason worked the fingers inside Cindy, whilst mounting her from behind. Cindy moaned with ecstasy, plunging her head into the man’s exposed neck cavity and ate her way through his esophagus. As the man passed out from blood-loss she rolls him over, her clitorus and anus lost in Jason’s enthrall. She rips the man’s abdomen open, the contents sliding around her to form a sloppy crimson love-nest.
“Rip my head off and cum in my stomach you pig” Cindy shouts, elated by all the blood and penetration around her; she takes the shotgun to her throat. Jason smiles broadly, and with his thick hands pulls the trigger. Cindy’s brains splatter over the roof of the van and Jason shoves his cock into her twitching neck. He dumps his load with an animalistic yell, beating the blood on his chest. Spent, he collapses into the warm sanguine cocktail around him and quickly falls into a blissful sleep.
Rousing the next morning, Jason surveys the scene. “Not a bad morning after” he thinks, flopping Cindy’s battered body to one side and lifting the man’s remaining arm off of his leg. He towels off and heads back into work.
