It's abandoned

Pulling up to the house put Grace in an odd state of mind. The house looked completely secluded from the outside world, ignorant of the world's current events. Stepping onto the the creaky porch, Willow opened the door not even bothering to ask for permission before entering. Follow her in, Grace almost fell to her face when she saw the inside. It looked freshly cleaned, there wasn't a speck of dust to be had.

"Who--Who lives in this place?" Grace asked.

"Just ghosts." Willow said sitting down at a small white wooden table in the kitchen. She appeared to be looking around the room as if recalling old memories from the past.

"You mean this place is haunted?" this fact sent shivers down Grace's spine.

Willow couldn't resist a laugh, "No! No! That was just a joke. But it is odd, yes. This place always seems to be trapped in time. Never growing old; always the same."

The rest of the day went by peacefully. Willow had mentioned to Grace that there were probably some old leftover clothes in one of the rooms upstairs, but Grace felt fine just the way she was and didn't take her up on the suggestion. After two days of smelling like a cow-turds, both women finally washed themselves up. Later in the evening, they both enjoyed a quaint dinner with one another. Sharing stories of old like they had always known each other. Finally after the witching hour had long passed, they both found refuge with sleep.

Grace's eyes opened like she had been punched in the gut. An intense wave of moisture coating over her entire body. She felt hot, but not like a feverish hot, more sexual in nature. Looking out the window, she saw that the sun was just rising, they had made it to morning without any troubles. Off to Grace's side was Willow, a sleeping beauty. Mot wanting to divide themselves into different rooms, she had given the idea of sharing the same bed, but that plan was now causing troubles for Grace. She really needed to masturbate, and she needed to now! But she didn't want to risk waking Willow! A

AAAHH!! Fuck it! — Grace decided to go for a quickie. Reaching down the length of her leg, she finds her hand over her intensely hot pussy. With two fingers she pokes at her damp insides. Wanting to gasp from the pleasure, but not wanting to risk the chance of waking Willow, Grace bites her bottom lip and closes her eyes as she begins to ease her fingers in and out of her trap. Pinching her clitoris with her other hand as she goes. She could feel blood trickle from out her mouth as her teeth dug into her lip.

"What... are you doing?"

Grace's eyes grew wide, a feeling similar to guilt throbbing in her chest. Looking over to her side, Grace saw the drowsy Willow rubbing her eyes, leaning on one shoulder facing Grace. Instantly, Grace removed her hands away from her crotch and sat up in embarrassment.

"Nothing!" Grace shouts.

"Riiight."

She knows!

Willow sits up in bed alongside Grace, throwing the covers off her and revealing her play thing.

"You know Grace, you could have left the room before doing this?"

"I didn't want to wake you..." Grace replies shyly.

"Now I feel compelled to help you out." Willow crawls over on top of Grace and then lowers her self down to her cunt.

"B-But you can't! Willow!?" Grace pleads.

"What better way to relieve stress than with another woman?" she purrs, "The worlds gone to shit and I've needed this too. Why not kill two birds with one stone?"

"It's just... so... sudden? We barely know each other."

"Bah! I'd rather sleep with you than one of the infected. At least you won't make me a mindless zombie."

"But how do you know that?!"

"I think we would both know if you were infected. Your eyes are as clear as day. So c'mon, give up. This is gonna happen, like it or not."

"When--When you put it that way, I guess it's fine."

"Good. Now let's get comfortable." Willow says with a seductive tone.

In the next moment, Grace and Willow had stripped completely naked. Grace's body was tanned from her outdoor activities as a tennis player and has a nice pair of c-cup titties. If she had any trace of hair down near her pussy, it would be blonde; the carpet matches the drapes.

Finally settled in place, Grace and Willow had decided that the best way to get one another off would be at the same time. So they entangled one another with their legs, their womanhood's kissing like a married couple.

Before even bothering to ask, Willow began rotating her waist, sending a type of pleasure through Grace than none before. Grace caught off guard for a split second, now started to match her partner's pace.

"Y-You can go faster, you know?" Grace tells Willow.

Willow gives Grace a look reading 'So that's how you like it, huh?'

Willow arched her back and pushed her pussy further against Grace's.

"Aahh!" Grace moans leaning back against the bed as their cunts rubbed one another.

A moment later Grace felt the brush of a finger against her womanhood. Looking back up, she found that Willow was now rubbing herself off. Grace decided to join her. She reached for her vagina and began to masturbate once again, and this time without any needless disturbances. The woman's hands met in the center, brushing up against one another as they stroked their meat holes together.

Just as quickly as it had begun, both women let out gasps as they sent their orgasm onto one another's inner thighs.

"You're not ready to call it quits yet, right Willow?"

"Hell no, we're just getting started, slut." Grace had never heard Willow talk dirty before, but, seeing as they have only known each other for about two days, it was understandable... and hot.

Both girls sat up and embraced each other, Willow bringing in Grace for a deep passionate kiss than went on for the longest minute Grace had ever had in her life. Pulling apart from Willow, Grace could feel her mind beginning to slip in and out of reality. Likewise, Willow appeared to be undergoing the same symptoms.

Once again, Willow pulled in Grace for yet another minute long smooch. Her hands making way to Grace's breasts and starting to massage them with such aggressive **** that caused Grace to break from the kiss and let loose the loudest moan.

"Sensitive here, are you? Then how about..." Willow takes her chance with the unguarded Grace, biting her erect nipple and teasing it with her teeth. Grace let's loose another indecent moan as the woman bites down on her tit and forcing her down on the bed. Willow now towered over Grace, showing a dominance that no one had ever shown to her before. It was in this scarce moment of admiration that Grace noticed Willow's eyes were devoid of any humanity.

"I warned you." Grace cooed, wrapping her arms around Willow's head, "But it's too late, we're both infected now!"

"Hmm..." Willow grumbled still sucking on Grace's breast. Finally releasing hold on her boob, Willow stared at Grace with such a deep lust, "If I'd known it felt this good I would have let any man out there take me at a moments notice!"

Grace stared hard at Willow with a grin, "It's not too late you know? There could be one near here just waiting for us to happen upon him. We can go now if you want. Or we could just finish up here... I do love how you suck on my titty like the whore you are."

"I do... Your breasts are just the right size. So big, but not too big to be a hindrance." Willow licks her lips just thinking about sucking on them some more.

"But, I want to feel the touch of a man. I need to. You need to too."

"Then it's decided. Get your lovely ass off me and let's go get one."

The girls smiled at each other, having a new goal of finding a man to fuck them sounded wonderful. But where would they find one out in the middle of nowhere?