Vittoria accepts her fate

A deeper, carnal groan escaped Vittoria's lips, her eyes feeling still with increasing, taboo pleasures. She felt ashamed, horrified and shocked all at once. It didn't stop her clit from throbbing, softly swelling as her moistness grew around the foul thing fucking her. "Ughh, fuck... Ff-" She moaned, the uncaring zombie following suit with a braindead, hungered one of it's own.

"Urrnghh.."

It's voice was somehow soft in tone and content. The vile zombie continued it's ****, pumping that rigor-stricken undead cock into her from behind. Each motion delving it's maggot-stricken girth into her confines with a steady fervor. It's grasp on her remaining secure, but not too tight. It allowed her body so lightly rock and motion from it's thrusts, causing the heft of her breasts to idly bounce and sway beneath her. "Oh, fuck.." Vittoria groaned, almost pleading as much as accepting her heightening pleasure. Desperately she thought of reaching down, rubbing at her aching bud to indulge herself. She couldn't, not with both hands supporting her on the grass and giving her at lease some semblance of control.

Without much option, Vittoria began to ease herself back some, pushing back onto that immense cock with the slick sounds to match. Her undead assailant squeezed her leg a little tighter as she did, seemingly enjoying or conscious of the change in sensation. It's efforts increased, coaxing even more of it's swollen cock into her cunt. "Ughhh!" Vittoria loudly reacted, her breath shortening a little. She could feel her orgasm building, teetering on an unexpected edge. "N-no.. Fuck, no..." She practically begged, struggling to come to terms with a climax at the hands of something so rotten. "Fuckkkk...."

Vittoria felt her body tighten, her mind racing and going blank in tandem as she begun to spasm. The zombie didn't stop, driving as much as it could of it's unholy cock into her wet, stretched, contracting orifice. Low, mumbled, dead groans coming forth from it's destroyed insides, feeling Vittoria's cunt quiver around it's girth. It was the hardest she'd climaxed in some time and it didn't end. Every part of her had to fight the urge to grab into the ground, bracing as she tried her utmost not to dirty her hands. The zombie soon followed in kind.

"Urrghhnghh...."

It's lifeless body stiffened more than it already was, softly latching it's shriveled, decaying fingers against the pale flesh of her upper-ankle. It's cock began to throb - hard. Tensing and throbbing like nothing she'd ever felt as it's heavy, bloated balls tightened. Vittoria begun to feel the immense, mixed viscosity of it's cum inside her, spurting across the soft, heated inners of her walls. She couldn't remember any living man unloading so much, another spurt releasing each time she thought it was over. The texture itself was strange, neither thick nor consistently thin, like it had something within it. Deep down she knew, her face redding to a slight hue out of shame. Vittoria was now a victim to her own orgasm, amplified further as the zombie coated her within. Tender, heavy groans continued to escape her.

The zombie pulled back, earlier than expected as it sent it's last few spurts of rotten cum across the surface and fluttered lips of her pussy. Vittoria bit her lower-lip hard, even before she felt a ticklish reminder of reality. With the creature still holding her, she peered down. Still hazy of orgasm, Vittoria got a glimpse of the awful mess that dripped from within her, shuddering and contracting softly as a wet squelch and sizeable amount of cum was expelled from her now-full cunt. She saw the maggots first-hand, unevenly littered through the greyish-white semen she leaked. Most seemed lifeless, unmoving, with only a few shifting in the liquid as it gathered on the ground. Her breathing was dense, still coming to terms what had just happened, the depravity of it all. Her now-sensitive clit tingled, heavily coated in the slick, slimy trail of what had beset her insides. A part of her craved for more.

Finally the zombie released, keeling back on it's knees, still and comatosed like the first. "Oh god, this has to be a dream..." Vittoria uttered under her breath, setting her leg down as she remained on all fours for what felt like an eternity. Her mind went blank in the still silence of the graveyard around her, breathing still slightly elated.