I was walking home from a friend's graduation party and I admit I was more than a little drunk. But hey, I was eighteen, a young, good-looking female, and if I wanted to party, I partied. But that night would be a night I would never forget. I was so tired I just wanted to go home and get some sleep. I had to make a choice, cut through the graveyard and ge...
Life and Love in the Time of the Zombie Apocalypse Copyright (c) 2020 James Miehoff, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. ------------------ The following is a work of fiction and as such all characters mentioned herein are fictional and any resemblance to any persons living, dead or fiction...
(Author's note: The following tale is an official entry into the Literotica 2009 Halloween Story Contest. I hope you enjoy this bawdy tale of lust. Enjoy the read, and Happy Halloween.) * * * * "This is gonna be fucking awesome!" Derek declared, bouncing jubilantly in the passenger seat of the vintage sedan. "I've wanted to go to Zombie Stomp for, like, fo...
Day Five: I watched Emily from behind as we wandered the fields in the late afternoon. We'd left the woods behind us about five miles after we'd left the farm house and we were now walking along in open fields full of wheat that had never been harvested. It was pretty good cover from the road which was only about a hundred yards to our left. Emily wore a r...
Sometimes goodbye's the only way, that's how that famous line from the song 'Shadow of the Day' by my favorite band Linkin Park goes. I can't help but realize that it totally applies to my life, especially now that I'm Undead. Oh, snap. I'm getting ahead of myself again. My name is Omar Abdullah Clarence, my friends call me O.C. and I'm a Detroit dude stuck...
Growingly, Aurelia was becoming more and more depraved in her bent indulgences. Having already killed her target vampire, she was not at all concerned by the fact that roaming the grounds were vampiric zombies, the results of failed genetic testing by the organization she had just effectively brought down. On the contrary, from what she has seen of these zo...
It had been over a year since Emily became my girlfriend and I had still not fucked her. In fact I had never even had a blow job from her. I knew this needed to change, but every time I gathered the strength to confront her Emily would give me just enough that I couldn't resist her extreme charms. You see she was out of my league, a gorgeous girl with ripe...
Along the river-front factories sat aged and worn. Workers had long ago given up trying to find work there. Even animals avoided these ruins of industry. What weeds did grow, did so grudgingly. Occasionally a bird would settle to rest while flowing overhead, but the tremors of evil would drive it away. Now only the dead could find solace in this environment....
Night fell, bathing the South Dakotan landscape in eerie darkness. Freshly fallen snow littered the land, blanketing nearly everything. It was cold that night, even for that part of used to be the United States of America. The country no longer existed, just like most of the world's nations. To have a country, one needs land, population and government. Two o...
Hey, there. My name is Zachary Etienne. I was born in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, to Haitian immigrant parents. I lived a fairly normal life in my hometown, enrolling at McGill University to study Criminology and living it up on weekends like everybody in the town of Montreal. I was twenty years old when the Zombie Plague hit. I mean, at first...