(10-04-2022, 07:04 AM)Lysanderish Wrote: I am going town on that undead pussy and once I've incapacitated her by making her cum a bunch, I am going to attempt to run away
The mummy peers down at you like it's assessing the situation.
You don't give it time. "I know that look," you say confidently. "I know exactly what you want."
The creatures eyes widen as your hand thrusts directly into its shorts, fingers working their way skillfully to its crotch and warming up the undead pussy. Her eyes dart around the alley as if she's worried about spectators before looking down at you, confused with a sort of purple blush flushing into her face.
You are undeterred, but those pants are in your fucking way, so they've got to go. You undress her then and there on the street, one hand pulling down her clothes while the other enthusiastically rubs her clit. You can't get her shirt off, but those knockers swinging so close to your face are distracting enough without naked nipple being involved, and you've got a job to do, a plan.
You begin fingering the shit out of this zombie. You find yourself surprised at how wet her pussy is despite her un-unalive status, and there certainly seems to be a fair bit of life to her elsewhere as well, her expression melting into one of submissive lust, half-lidded eyes drifting back into her head as she seems to pant on top of you.
Excellent, you think. Now it's time for phase 2.
You grab her hips and pull them forward, dropping her down to her knees over your head as she lets out a startled grunt, the rest of her body dropping to the ground around you. You briefly wonder if you'll regret sticking a former corpse in your mouth, but then you remember: the plan. The plan is king, and you are the court jester. Or something. You're too focused for metaphors right now.
She quickly bolts back upright as your tongue digs into her surprisingly warm flesh, her juices hitting your tongue with a surprisingly sweet flavor. You don't have time to like it, however. You're on a mission. You're gonna get this bitch off and escape with your life, and by the way she's twisting on top of you, you don't think it's going to take much longer, the creature writhing, bucking and moaning like she hasn't felt another's touch in this way for quite some time. You almost feel sorry for it, except that you're pretty sure it wanted to eat you.
It takes a few minutes - she seems on the cusp more than once before adjusting her position and finding a way to lean into you further - but at last, with a twisting jolt and eruption of ejaculate shooting into your mouth, the zombie quivers on top of you before her knees give out and she falls to the side. She is satisfied, and you are free.
You wipe your face, stand up, and look down at your pursuer, giving a quick satisfied nod as she looks off into space, twitching and drooling bottomless in an alley. That's what you get, you think, and you dart off into the night victorious.
You get home, relieved to be safe and sound, but realizing a part of you quite enjoyed that. You wonder if you could have done more, but it may not be a mystery for long as you hear a bang against the living room glass and look over to see the zombie gazing in at you, moaning out something you begin to realize is actual human language.
"GIIIRRRRLLLLL...FRIIIEEEENNNNDDDDDD..."
You don't know if you should be afraid or flattered, but it seems this problem (?) isn't leaving anytime soon.
Horny Points: 800
Achievement Unlocked: DIBS!