Huge Green Zombie II - Mating Press

You don't know if it's been an hour or a week since your last visit, but your basic instincts are already craving some big green dick again. It doesn't help that you've been rolling back and forth through the city without meeting anyone interesting lately

The Watcher is not in any of his usual nests, the Cheerleaders are hibernating, the Grinning Asshole keeps evading you and being a dickhead, and no new survivors have entered the city in weeks. Thankfully, your friendly neighbourhood green-skinned stud is awake and available.

You're feeling a little feisty today, so instead of doing a seduction dance, you simply roll into him.

It is like hitting a brick wall, and you fall flat on your butt from the impact. However, your little stunt did what it was meant to do, and you watch the tall zombie turn his gaze down on you, looking slightly annoyed.

You spread your legs wide and put a finger against your plump lips, unconsciously doing your best imitation of a sexed-up bimbo.

The large lad gets down on his hands and knees on top of you, his arms and legs creating a solid cage around your much smaller body. He groans over you for a moment, sending wave of foul air with every sound out of his mouth.

When he moves again, it's to grab hold of your legs, pulling them up until you end up laying on your upper back and elbows. His huge green cock plops down on top of your exposed crotch, and he rubs it back and forth between your wet lips. The sensation is exquisite.

He's obviously not the biggest fan of foreplay, as he quickly shifts position to place the tip of his large veiny dick against your entrance. The entry is brutal, and he pushes his whole shaft inside you in one motion. The upside of being a ghoul is that you feel none of the pain that such a massive stretching would incur; You only feel pleasure.

He pushes down onto you, twisting you like a pretzel until your knees are on each side of your head. Then, he starts pounding.

The noises coming out of your mouth resemble more what a pig would sound like than a human being. You are being harshly skewered by a brute, and your tiny dysfunctional brain is having a hard time coping with the intensity of your pleasure.

He's ravaging you in a savage mating press, bending you in half with your feet over his shoulder. It's lucky you can't feel back pain anymore.

His cock scrapes your womb with every thrust forward, and your poor abused cunt holds onto his thick shaft with each thrust backward. You cum first, squirting all over his chest. The ecstasy is unbearably potent; It's enough to make you feel alive for a few seconds. He doesn't seem to notice, and doesn't even seem to consider slowing down until he's had his own peak.

You take his brutal pounding with a drooling smile. His groans grow lower as he nears his tipping point, and you moan louder to encourage him.

His ejaculation is powerful; You can feel every splurt hitting the back walls of your stretched out cunt. He only stops moving once he's done turning your pussy into an overflowing twinkie. When he pulls out, his spunk flows out onto your belly, and it takes you a few minutes until you're conscious enough to get back up.

Your legs are wobbly and your head feels like it's full of hay (more than usual), but you're also filled with a deep feeling of satisfaction. There's also some weird sensation in the middle of your torso, and a quick pat informs you that one of your ribs is most probably broken; You don't mind, you've got a dozen others that are still intact.

You grab a handful of sperm as it flows down your thigh, then bring your hand up to your lips. The green bloke is already busy staring into nothing while you lick his seed from your fingers.

Once your legs feel stable enough, you start rolling again, a smile plastered on your plump pink lips.