"Alright, let's end this here for today," Paul called out to everyone working on one side of the perimeter, which was almost finished. "Tomorrow we will finish it and continue with the next section."
The people back at the hotel disposed of the remaining bodies that were still there, waiting to be burned. They had been terrified by the mention of the abording they had midway by some gang on their route, so they worked harder and with more enthusiasm to finish securing the hotel, increasing the group's cohesiveness.
Now they had a few more guns to arm an extra group of people, with ammo just enough to fend off people but not hordes of walkers. For that, they needed to keep it to melee or herd them away.
"This place is taking shape," Strand commented from the side, looking at their wall facing the neighborhood. It was made from roof/wall metal sheets and reinforced with wood blocks and metal columns to fix them in place.
"Yes, it will withstand the walkers, keeping them out of our place, even with a horde of walkers banging on it, it should have no problem," Madison said with a smile.
"We should be more concerned about the people than the walkers. The walls will hold against them, but others can just avoid it or try other methods," Daniel warned. "The people that crossed you on the road and got away, they will come for retribution if they find this place somehow, even if we had nothing to do with them before."
"We should listen. The people of this place are accustomed to imposing themselves and getting things through bloodshed and fear," Elena added. "They will not let their people's deaths slide easily."
"We will, for now, finish this section tomorrow and continue completing the other two sections of the perimeter," Paul said, calming the rest of the people who were more timid against possible encounters with gangs and survivors. "We will look later for more and bigger guns for everyone so you can be and feel safe everywhere. We will also try to place a surveillance system around the perimeter to maintain control around it at all times, besides the daily duty guard that would be implemented beside the night watch that we currently have."
The whole group cheered at the prospect of having big guns to secure this place and the security patrols.
"For these things to be possible, everyone needs to contribute to make it a reality," Madison said beside her son to everyone.
"We will do our part," Robert said. He was one of the guys that drove one of the semi-trucks and was on the assault on the road. He had learned firsthand about the new times and people of this place.
"Yes, we will not let this place fall because some asshole wants that," Chris echoed.
The people cheered for a moment before everyone dispersed to their homes. Tomorrow would be another day at the end of the world.
As everyone got inside the hotel, they blocked all the entrances and the stairwells, making it impossible to climb upstairs. The duty night watch was put in place around the whole second floor across the three sections, checking the stairwells with people armed with guns that the group had gotten from the gang on the highway. This put everyone at ease at night, relieving their nerves after the recent events while sleeping, knowing some people in the group were patrolling the stairs and access upwards in case of a night raid or walker event that were to occur.
Paul and his girls went into their room and relaxed, doing their own thing. Paul sat on their balcony under the starry sky as he watched the beach and the sea, looking that their action yesterday was holding as supposed with moving the walkers away from them. However, the waters around the end of the pier had become dangerous as a result, to anyone alive as the walker's possible target.
Paul was opening a new pack of cigarettes when suddenly Amy sat on his lap, his posture was sprawled with his legs over the table beside him.
"How are you doing, sweetie?" Paul asked as he caressed her face with one hand. In the other, he had the pack of cigarettes and lighter, inside a closed fist as he tried embracing her body to keep her body from falling off him.
Amy rested along her man's chest as he caressed her, making her relax and mewl at his touch. She was so in love with Paul, as were the rest of the girls.
Taking hold of his face into her hands, Amy kissed the lips of Paul, sending a curious little tongue into his mouth as their lips met.
Amy was getting excited, and as their intimate moment increased, she started moving her tongue playfully all over his mouth, making wet squelching sounds in a naughty kiss with her man. She moved her hands around his neck and caressed his hair from the back of his head as they kept kissing.
They continued like that for a good moment before they separated with a string of wet saliva between them. Paul looked at how Amy had cloudy love eyes as she savored the moment. Meanwhile, he left the pack and the lighter on the table and, with an open hand, he moved it inside her trousers, cupping her soft, round, elastic, young big ass into his hand, squeezing and molding them as he pleased, making Amy moan on him.
Amy started kissing his neck and chest, leaving a trail of wet spots as she got more frisky and heated. Moving one of her hands as she caressed her man's cock over his pants, and with the other, she touched his chiseled chest.
Paul smiled at Amy's actions as he kept playing with her ass in his hand, loving her as he did with every one of his women. He put a finger over her tight little pink pussy and felt her juices already dripping from her. Seeing how wet Amy was, he caressed her a little along her little opening, making her tremble and moan before pushing his finger inside her. Her pussy convulsed and contracted around it, as if delighted by it being inside and catering to him to go deeper.
"You are so wet, baby," Paul smiled as he kissed her lips.
"Aaaah. Paul... You are making me feel like this, daddy," Amy softly moaned naughtily.
Paul was stunned for a moment hearing Amy say that. "Daddy?" but soon he came back to his senses, and his cock got so hard that it was painful. He eagerly kept moving his finger inside her and, with another, he played with her clit.
"Aaaaaaaaaah. Ah. Don't you like that I call you like that, Paul?" Amy asked with cloudy eyes as she continued moaning loudly as he kept playing with her pussy and body.
"Don't like? I love it, baby girl! I'm your daddy," Paul eagerly answered her and made her know how much he liked it as his cock got released on its own from his pants, showing how hard he was at her naughty way of addressing him.
Amy, delighted at hearing him and seeing how his cock reacted to her words, moved her eager hand into his cock head to please her daddy. Paul continued kissing her mouth and kept playing with her ass as he fingered her pussy. It didn't take long before Amy climaxed on his hand, wetting it with her pussy juices.
Paul removed his finger from her pussy and ass as he moved in front of her face as she looked at her juices with a shy face, seeing how her man licked his finger clean of her pussy juices from them. "So yummy, baby girl," he said and gave her a wet kiss.
Amy, being so horny, quickly removed her and Paul's clothes before she knelt between his legs and took his cock into her hands. She smelled his musky scent with a naughty face and licked him from his balls all the way to his cock head, wetting everything she could with her saliva.
She continued pumping his shaft with her hand as she licked and sucked his balls before she took inside her mouth one of his testicles, liking how it tasted as her little tongue played with it.
"Fuck, Amy," Paul exclaimed as he relaxed into Amy's lovely ministration with his balls, caressing her head like a pet. "Be careful with them, baby. Don't bite them; they are needed to make you pregnant with our future children."
Amy, who was enjoying playing with her man's balls, got more excited at the mention of having children. With a plop sound, she left them before moving into sucking eagerly his cock head. She sucked and licked his cock in wild abandon as she tried to deepthroat him all she could.
"Mhmm," Amy moaned loudly with his cock inside her mouth as she climaxed again while sucking and fingering herself at the same time. Paul, loving how she was so active in pleasing him, rewarded her with his cum. He exploded inside her waiting mouth as she contracted her cheeks to milk him clean of it, gulping all she could while savoring his semen in relish.
Paul looked down at Amy's lewd face, her lips swollen from the eager sucking she had just given him. "You're such a good girl," he growled, his voice thick with lust. He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up, positioning her above his cock. "Now ride me. Show me what you can do."
Amy let out a gasp as she felt Paul's hard cock press against her entrance. She was so wet that she slid down easily, taking him deep inside her. "Fuck, Paul," she moaned, her eyes rolling back as she started to move her hips. "You're so big. It feels so gooooood."
Paul smirked, his hands gripping her ass tightly. "You can take it, can't you, Amy? You're my little baby girl, aren't you?"
Amy nodded, her breath hitching as she rode him faster. "Yes, daddy. I'm your baby girl. Only yours."
Paul thrust his hips up, meeting her movements with force. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the air, along with Amy's loud moans. "That's it, baby. Move your hips faster. Make that pussy cum all over my cock."
Amy's body responded to his words, her pussy clenching around him as she came with a scream. But Paul didn't stop. He continued to fuck her, his grip on her ass tightening as he pounded into her.
"Paul... it's too much," Amy whimpered, her body shaking with the intensity of her orgasms.
"You can take it, Amy," Paul growled. "You're my good little girl. Cum for me again, baby girl."
Amy's body convulsed as another orgasm ripped through her. She could feel her pussy swelling, becoming puffy from the rough fucking. But Paul still didn't stop. He fucked her through her orgasm, his cock relentlessly pounding into her.
"Paul... please," Amy begged, her voice hoarse from screaming. "Cum inside me. Fill me up."
Paul let out a growl, his body tensing as he finally found his release. He shot his load deep inside her, filling her tight little pussy with his cum. Amy moaned, her body milking him for every last drop.
As they caught their breath, Andrea walked up to them, a smirk on her face. "That was quite the show," she said, her eyes flicking over her sister's thoroughly fucked appearance. They could hear inside how she moaned loudly his name all the time as he fucked her without stopping, and she was sure that they weren't the only ones to hear that, with other people too hearing them from the group.
Paul grinned, his hands still gripping Amy's ass. "She's a good girl," he said, his voice filled with pride and love.
Andrea leaned down, her lips brushing against Paul's. "And what about me, daddy? Don't you want to fuck me too?"
Paul's cock twitched inside Amy at the thought. He looked up at Andrea, his eyes filled with lust. "Always, my love."
Andrea smiled at his answer. She observed for a moment the connected bodies of the pair of exhibitionists that fucked in the open before she moved her head and kissed Paul's mouth, tasting him and some remains of her sister's mouth fluids, feeling how wet her panties already were just from hearing them fuck. But suppressing her desires, she stood up after kissing him.
"Babe, the food is already ready, so clean up a little and get inside so we can start eating before it gets cold. We are waiting for both of you," Andrea said and then she kissed him again while caressing his head.
"Alright, my love," Paul said as he squeezed Amy's tits and ass. He pinched the beautiful white globes of Amy, and she moaned unconsciously, still enjoying her climax.
"We will be there in a moment, sister. Thanks," Amy answered with an exhausted and hoarse voice as her body was still being played by her man. She tried to focus as she lapped her little tongue around her dry, puffy lips and her corners, feeling a little thirsty while cleaning the dripping saliva from her mouth.
"Don't take too long," Andrea said to them both as she let them clean themselves a little before entering the room.
After Andrea left, Paul spanked hard the white ass of Amy, leaving it more red than it was already, making her moan and cry loudly on him before grabbing it and massaging slowly, making her feel the sting and pleasure from it.
"Daddy..." Amy whispered softly as she submissively took what he wanted to do with her.
"Good girl, Amy," Paul said to her as he kept caressing her softly. He cupped her face to make her look at him before kissing her.
After a moment, Paul removed his cock from the sweet pussy of Amy as it leaked into the floor of the balcony his cum, making a little pool of it. He dressed while also helping her put her clothes on, then they got inside and sat around the dining table. They were eating a dried meat stew with canned veggies.
"It's not so bad," Claire commented as she took a bite.
Alicia rolled her eyes at her sister. At these times, if they had something to eat, it was good enough. "It's fine."
"Yeah, it's pretty good," Andrea said while sipping wine along with Madison.
"Hey, for me, there is no problem. It's pretty tasty. I like it even more because it is made by all my lovely women," Paul smiled at them, eating with relish as he also drank a beer with Amy, Claire, and Alicia.
"I'm relieved that you like it, dear," Madison said with a smile as she drank wine.
"Let's toast," Paul said as he got up with the beer bottle in hand.
The girls also stood up.
"Toast to what?" Claire curiously asked.
"To us," Paul smiled as he raised his beer.
"To us!!" Everyone cheered as they clinked their drinks.
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September 19th, 2010
Day 26 since the outbreak, early morning.
The next morning, Paul awoke with the cry of birds in the distance and the sunlight shining inside the room.
He felt his cock inside the warm and wet place of Andrea as she rested on his chest since last night.
Paul, smiling, embraced her ass as he got up from the bed with her on him. At some point, Andrea woke up and entangled her legs and arms around him. While she drowsily started kissing his mouth as Paul fucked her in a standing position while they moved into the bathroom.
Once inside, Paul kept thrusting upwards into Andrea as he had her in his arms and against the tile walls that were cold, making her shiver in his arms and climax on his cock. Paul pistoned on her for a while and came inside her as she moaned loudly, feeling the warm semen inside her nice and soft pussy. She kissed his mouth as he kept pumping his load in her.
"Fuck, beautiful. Your pussy is milking my cock so good," Paul said as he kissed her neck while pushing a few more times inside her to let his cum all out of his balls.
"It was a big warm early morning load, daddy," Andrea moaned in satisfaction as she leaned on him, still naughtily calling him like that since Amy said it.
"You are so hot that I can still keep pumping more out of my balls in you, love," Paul said as he was enjoying her pussy coiling around his cock and her way of calling him. "But I need to pee first."
Paul was about to remove his still-hard cock from inside her pussy when Andrea stopped him.
"Wait," Andrea quickly said as she looked into his eyes with obsessive love in her eyes. "Let it out."
Paul had a surprised face as he heard his woman say that. It made him harder than he already was, almost to a hurting point as his veins throbbed painfully. Doubting if he understood completely, he asked her.
"What do you mean?" Paul asked as he squeezed hard her ass that was in his hands as he held her in the air.
"Let it out," Andrea moaned as she rested her body on him, feeling how her man squeezed harder her ass. "Let it out inside my pussy."
'Fuck,' Paul said inside him, fucking loving Andrea. She was so naughty and proactive. "Are you sure?" Paul asked with an eager tilt on his voice as he started pumping his cock with wild abandon in her little wet pussy in his excited state.
Andrea moaned in delight. "Yes, you can pee inside. You are my man, and my everything is yours."
"How did I not see that you were quite a nasty girl who liked to play shower games, Andrea?" Paul said teasingly in delight at how naughty and wild his girl was. He loved that she was such a slut to him. His personal slut.
"I heard your sisters say that you get harder than you are when they help you pee or clean the residues from it. I... It actually isn't a problem to me if you like that kind of play," Andrea seemed shy but actually, she was eager for him to release inside her. She also wanted him to give her a golden shower if possible. "Do it, daddy."
"Fuck, you don't need to tell me twice then, my love." Paul started fucking her pussy fast for a while as she cried in pleasure in his ears before he stopped, and his balls trembled as he, with a groan, started peeing inside her pussy, wetting them both in the process with his pee as it kept pouring out of her filled pussy.
Paul groaned in pleasure all the time. "Anhmmm."
"Oooooohhh.... daddyyyyy..." Andrea moaned loudly as she felt the warm pee pouring inside her pussy. "I love youuuuu. Paaulll!!!!"
"Fuck, Andrea, you are such a slut. My slut." Paul was experiencing a fucking feeling of ecstasy as he peed inside her, loving it. "You are my slut, my cum dump, my breeding sow, and now my meat toilet. Best woman ever, baby girl."
Paul kept fucking her as he released it all. Andrea was a mess by now, her eyes cloudy with a lost look and saliva dripping from her corners, as she had multiple climaxes on Paul's cock, combining with the other liquids inside her.
Not long after, Paul kept relishing the experience after finishing as he had a putty Andrea in his arms. Fucking loving what was happening, never imagining he would experience something that only happens in porn.
Making her stand with his cock inside her, he grabbed with one hand her waist firmly supporting her, and with the other, he grabbed her cheeks to make her look at him. She was completely lost with a slutty and funny face, making Paul smile at that.
Paul kissed her in that state as she slowly came into her from the clouds, and started catering excitedly to his kiss. Not long after, they separated as she was more clear-headed and with strength back in her legs.
"Do you want to clean me, beautiful?" Paul asked with a hoarse voice.
Andrea didn't say anything. She just disentangled her arms from him and dropped to her knees over the pool of fluids on the floor, coming to a stop being face to face with his cock that was twitching at her sight as if greeting her.
She took it into her hands, feeling his veins and his twitch, delighted that she made him like that. She smelled it lovingly, his musky scent as she moved it around her face, impregnating herself with his smell and remaining fluids.
Opening her mouth as she parted her full lips with a sloppy sound, she put it into her mouth as she moved her tongue around his cock, cleaning it. She didn't have any aversion or problem with the taste; actually, it was the opposite as she sucked and licked eagerly all over his dick.
Paul, seeing the slutty look on Andrea as she sucked him clean, started petting her as if she was a little pet pleasing her owner.
The pleasure he was feeling at her submissive slutty attitude was so much that he came in record time inside her waiting mouth as she was sucking him.
Andrea's cheeks bulged as she was surprised at her man cumming in her mouth before she started gulping with difficulty his creamy load, which she tasted and drank with relish, as she pumped his cock with her hand and the other massaged his balls to make him let it all go. She kept licking and sucking until there was nothing, releasing it with a sloppy wet plop sound from her mouth.
Paul kept petting her all the time, making her know that she was a good girl. "You are simply awesome. A top-quality woman, baby girl."
"Only because it is you. Only for you," Andrea said with a bright smile as she gave his cock head one last good sucking before standing up. "I need a shower."
"We both are. Come, my love, let's clean you up," Paul said as he opened the shower faucet.
Andrea and Paul cleaned themselves as the others started waking up, coming into the bathroom as they were showering, giving a show to the girls as they did their business on the toilet or refreshed themselves.
After showering, they exited to their bedroom where they changed into their clothes.
"Morning, daddy," Madison said as she gave him a kiss on his lips and passed him a cup of hot coffee, and also with a teasing tone called him like the rest of the girls had been doing since last night.
Paul smiled with a twitching eyebrow as he took the cup with one hand and with his other, he made his way into her round big ass. "Morning, baby girl," he said and gave her a soft spank and a tongue kiss as he played with her little tongue.
After a moment, they separated as Madison was relishing their morning kiss and moved into the balcony, delighting in the early morning sea breeze as they embraced and drank their cup of coffee while observing the landscape.
"Looks like we've made good progress," Madison commented with a smile, looking at the wall section that sided with the little neighborhood.
Paul followed her gaze and nodded. "We have. But there's still a lot to do. This morning we will finish that section and start with the other side of it with the iron gate and the road."
"Little by little, it's taking place. Even if we encountered that gang yesterday, the group is still with the morale high and more determined to finish it," Madison said as she rested her head against his neck.
"They will need to get accustomed to things like that. This country always was with problems similar to what happened yesterday with all their gangs and criminal organizations causing troubles all over," Paul said as he sipped from the cup.
"One would think the end of the world would put an end to those people, but the only thing it did was make it worse. Now every survivor in this country will become a gangster. Our group will need to become like those people because we will need to kill anyone that gets in our way. For such is the fate of the living that desire to still live in this savage world until civilization comes back on a grand scale in some way," Paul commented with a bothered sigh.
Paul and the girls spent time with each other in the condo for a couple of hours more and then they left to gather the group. Everyone already had breakfast. The mood among the group was normal, a little more tilting to good. They were impatient to finish this section and start with the other. They were in this for the long haul, and the work was far from done.
So they started the first task of the day, which was to finish the section of the wall facing the neighborhood. They worked at a good rhythm, bolting metal sheets to their frame, and reinforcing it with metal columns. The clanging of metal on metal echoed through the morning air as if hearing a construction site from those before the outbreak. Paul was the muscle to transport the heavy things next to the wall for the rest of the people who took the materials and built the wall.
Strand worked alongside Madison, his brow furrowed in concentration. "You know, I never thought I'd be building walls in my life, even more to keep out the dead," he commented, wiping sweat from his forehead.
Madison gave him a wry smile. "None of us did. But here we are."
"We should have been thinking about college by now," Claire said from the side.
"The same as Amy and I should be going back to work," Andrea said with a smile.
They kept chatting as they worked, and by midday, the wall was complete. It stood tall and imposing, a stark contrast to the quaint neighborhood it faced. They took a moment to admire their handiwork, a sense of accomplishment washing over them.
"One more side to go, only two more left," Oscar smiled, seeing it. "We can do this."
After a quick lunch, they turned their attention to the next section. The side road leading to the hotel was a potential entry point for both walkers and hostile survivors. They needed to block it off, make it impassable.
They started by reinforcing the iron gate. They welded metal sheets onto it, creating a solid barrier, also blocking it with cars in the way. Then, they moved on to the brick wall. It was too low, too easy to climb, and not protected with anything on its top. They decided to raise it, adding layers of bricks until it was tall enough to deter any would-be intruders and put barbed wire on top.
The work was backbreaking. The sun beat down on them, their muscles ached, and their hands blistered. The people, regardless of gender, struggled with the work, not having done something like this in their lives. But they pushed on, driven by the need to secure the place where they would live for an unknown time.
As the sun began to set, they stepped back to survey their work. The road was now blocked off, the wall tall and formidable, only needing to be left to dry to stand firm. It was a good day's work.
Exhausted but satisfied, they retreated into the hotel. The night watch was set up, guards posted at strategic points around the second floor. The rest of the group settled in for the night, their bodies aching but their minds at ease.
The next morning, they gathered again, their eyes on the final section of the perimeter. The beach side was the most vulnerable. The low-height fence was more decorative than functional, offering no real protection.
They decided to build a wall similar to the one facing the neighborhood. They had enough materials, scavenged from the Ferreteria. The challenge was the sandy terrain. They needed to dig deep and create a stable foundation for the wall.
They worked in shifts, some digging, others building the frame, and the rest bolting the metal sheets onto it. The work was slow, the sand shifting under their feet, but they pushed on.
A woman called Penny led the construction and expansion of this place. She was once part of the guest wedding group and had knowledge of construction, proving invaluable as she was prior to this working for contractors. She guided the group, her voice steady and calm, sure of herself about what she was leading them to do.
As they worked, they kept a wary eye on the beach. The open expanse of sand made them feel exposed, vulnerable, making them work faster.
By late afternoon, the wall was taking shape. It wasn't as tall as the one facing the neighborhood, but it was sturdy, the foundation deep and secure. It would hold against the walkers and keep them out of the resort grounds.
As the sun began to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and red, they stepped back to admire their work. The wall stretched across the beach side, a solid barrier between them and the horrors of the outside world.
Madison looked at the group with a smile on her lips. "We did it," she said, her voice filled with emotion. "We secured our home."
The group cheered, their faces flushed with exhaustion and triumph. They had done it. They had turned the hotel into their sanctuary in the midst of the apocalypse, not having to get the surprise of facing a walker that suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of them.
That night, they gathered around a table beside the gazebo bar, celebrating their accomplishment. They laughed and joked as they drank and ate, the tension of the past few days easing. They were safe from the walkers, for now.
But they knew the work was far from done. They needed to find more guns, set up a surveillance system around all the sides of the resort ground, and establish a sustainable source of food and water. The list was endless. But they were ready. They had faced the early days of constant death and come out stronger. They were survivors. And they would do whatever it took to keep the place safe.
As the people got drunk after dinner, they retreated into the hotel, their hearts filled with hope and joy. A new group of the night watch was set up. Paul noted they would need to take more survivors to completely control this enormous place.