Along the river-front factories sat aged and worn. Workers had long ago given up trying to find work there. Even animals avoided these ruins of industry. What weeds did grow, did so grudgingly. Occasionally a bird would settle to rest while flowing overhead, but the tremors of evil would drive it away. Now only the dead could find solace in this environment.
***
Rachel strutted purposely towards the gray house on Ender Street. Her current "boy-toy" lived there and she wanted his services. She never needed, or even wanted, a boyfriend. Ryan's only purpose was to satisfy any cravings that Rachel had. Sexual cravings. Dark plaid material rose ever so slightly as she turned the corner. Her pleated skirt lifted just high enough to give a glimpse of creamy thigh. Lace thigh-high stockings covered her legs between the skirt and the black leather combat boots that secured her feet. Thumbs slide down the suspenders holding her skirt at its assigned position. Only a baby-t covered her pert breasts. They were still firm enough to hold themselves with perky attitude.
As Rachel mounted the steps of the gray house, Ryan anxiously ran to the screen door. "Hey Rachel," he breathlessly uttered.
"Hey baby," she replied. Entering the door, which Ryan courteously held open for her, she grabbed him by the arm and began to drag him upstairs.
"Wow, you are really horny today!"
Rachel ignored him and lead him to his parents room. "Rachel, you know we can't be in here..."
With an economy of movements, Rachel had stripped out of her skirt and t-shirt and had climbed up onto the bed. Her curly brown hair now cascaded over naked shoulders and almost touched her breasts. Hands on her hips, she stood with her feet apart. Her eyes gazed upon Ryan with a mixture callousness and curiosity. Staring up at her, Ryan began to undo his pants. He couldn't take his eyes off her near naked body. Her pussy was completely shaved and pink. A moistness made it shine in the afternoon light. After completely undressing, he climbed up on the bed and laid down on his back. Erect and inviting, his seven inch penis gently throbbed.
Rachel stepped over him and planted a boot on each side of his waist. She gently lowered her body down onto his. She slid her pussy over his hard cock and bent her knees to allow the new position. In a circular fashion she moved her hips to grind her pussy against his groin and around his cock. A quiet moan escaped her lips as Ryan stared up at her in awe.
Slowly her grinds evolved into humps. Her hips rising and lowering on Ryan's rock hard cock. As her speed increased, so did the moans escaping from Ryan's lips. Rachel's eyes were tightly shut and her face contorted in ecstasy. Ryan's screams of pleasure reached a climax and he shot loads of cum into her cunt.
"Aaahhhh yeah! Oh God, oh oh oh." Ryan could hardly contain himself as he emptied his load. Rachel slid off of him and laid down on her back. With a firm grip she grabbed Ryan's hair and forced his head towards her pussy. He quickly got the message and positioned himself between her legs.
Ryan quickly wrapped his lips over her cunt lips. Sucking and tonguing her pussy, he showed no mercy. Rachel's whole body quaked with raw gratification. He concentrated on her clitoris and she screamed with pure joy. Suddenly his face was awash in cum as she exploded in orgasm.
Minutes passed as the lay together covered in sweat. Slowly Rachel began to rise and dress. Ryan spoke, "That was amazing." Rachel smiled in reply and finished dressing. She walked into the master bedroom and quickly pissed and cleaned up.
Walking past a stunned Ryan, she exited the house with ease. "Call me," he yelled in her wake.
***
Sydney anger filled the car with an intensity that made the others stone silent. "Where the hell is that bitch! If she doesn't show her sorry ass soon, we're going without her."
"We can't do that." Kim regretted her comment the second the period hit the end of it.
Suzie could have sworn that the air actually cracked as Sydney's head spun to confront Kim. "Since when did you have an opinion?"
"There she is!" Suzie had noticed Rachel strutting down the street. Sydney pulled the modified Honda Civic up to the curb next to the satisfied Rachel. She slowly came to a stop and spun towards her friend's car. Inside the blue racer sat the only three people she could stand for more than five minutes.
Sydney, queen bitch and the only one with transportation. She always dressed like she just stepped off a modeling runway. Today that meant knee-high leather boots, calf-skin mini, and a silk blouse. Her soft brown hair always had a perfect sheen and seemed to catch the wind just as photographer would want it to.
Suzie, SITTING in Rachel's seat(!), loved to show off her perfect, razor-thin body. Taunt muscles covered her petite chassis. She preferred a gothic look at the moment. Torn stockings, platform boots, and a silk wrap were her only clothes. The ‘dress' looked like a ripped curtain that simply clung to her body.
Finally, Kim sat in the rear seat. Kim love to show off her cleavage. Huge 36DD tits ruled her appearance. Looking like they would burst out of her t-shirt at any moment, her bra barely held them. Other than that, Kim was not much to look at.
Finally Suzie got the message and got out of the car and pushed her way into the rear seat. Rachel slid her perfect ass into the passenger seat and smiled at the other three.
"I see Ryan has proved his usefulness again." Sydney stated with derision. She didn't care for him. A boy need more than a firm cock to suit her. Both girls in the back seat giggled like children.
"Now that everyone is here, we can proceed." Sydney enjoyed being in charge. "So what is this big secret?" Suzie didn't enjoy Sydney's mind games.
"Well. As you know my father is a very important industrialist." The other three groaned internally. Sydney loved to talk about how important her father is. "The other night he was talking to some low-life from the military. God, I think he was a colonel of all things. A colonel in the army! How pathetic. Anyways, this ‘gentleman' was talking to my father about some experiment that the government did in the 70's. A secret experiment!"
"Cool! I love the 70's." Kim never did learn to keep her mouth shut.
"Anyways! The experiment had to do with bringing the dead... back to life!" As if to punctuate her statement, she squealed her brakes to stop before hitting an old man crossing the street.
"Looks like he could use it!" Rachel offered and the others all burst into laughter.