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This story is set in the Walking Dead universe (as mentioned in the title)

It was about a year after the fall, the group has grown and been depleted and desperate in what seemed a never ending cycle. Sleeping with one eye open was the norm. What once was 20, living on a cemetery, was now only 5.

The cemetery was the best situation the group had ever found. You would think it would be overrun by walkers, but they had since moved on and the other dead bodies in the ground provided a kind of invisible forcefield, the walkers seemed to (for the most part) turn away when they got close. The group was able to discover relative piece there until an overnight raid from a militant group led by a man with an eye patch came in, killed the majority of them and took their supplies. Only 5 escaped, and barely.

There was Jack and Bill, two brothers who should have been seniors in high college if the world hadn’t gone to shit. Then there was Andy, a 50 year old former lawyer whose intellect had kept him alive much more than his fighting skills. Lastly there was John, a 29 year old man who was essentially the leader and his wife Becca. Becca kind of served as the main source of motivation for all the men, not just her husband to keep fighting. Even among all the chaos and horrible conditions and with baggy clothes and no makeup, she was beautiful. She was a 5’2 Latina with an incredible body, especially her ass, she had played school soccer and her main strategy in any walker encounter was to distract them and outrun them while the men shot or otherwise disposed of the walkers.

John was injured in the raid on the cemetery, shot through the torso and falling down a flight of stairs. He had survived but his back was seriously messed up, he could barely move but pressed on. His resilience was one of many reasons Becca loved him. For a few weeks the group tried to discover shelter and somewhere they could set up. They never found more than a few hours of peace. In one scary but hilarious night (only in retrospect), Becca was giving John a blowjob and his loud groan as he came summoned walkers accidentally. Pants down, hopping around, John and business fought off 3 walkers.

They kept searching and one day came across a small city, maybe 30-40 buildings were inside and they had 20 foot walls around the perimeter with guards on top. It almost looked medieval, stones stacked one on top another like an old castle, until you saw the men with machine guns on top. As the group approached they knew it was risky, but they needed shelter. An envoy was sent down to speak with them before they were allowed entry.

Peter spoke to them, with an AK-47 on his shoulder, “weapons down and names please”

The group introduced themselves and Peter vetted them, Becca was thinking at any moment he may shoot them but his smile was reassuring. After a few minutes he said, “we can take you in, but this is survival not a charity. You’ll all need to contribute. Becca, you can coach the kids in soccer, we only have 2 balls but we need to give them some semblance of normalcy. Jack, Bill, you guys are going to help us continue to fortify the wall and go on supply runs. Andy, you can be an advisor, someone with your background ought to have some good ideas. John, my first thought based on your build was to join the boys on the wall, but you’re too beat up for that. We’ll get you in front of King Richard and see what you can do til you’re recovered.”

Peter led them inside to what was a relative paradise. They were shown to their new apartment and given some time to settle in. They all showered and put on new clothes, Becca looked in the drawer and found yoga pants that fit and were lined with fleece, she giggled at how comfortable they were and at how long it had been since she got new clothes. They were invited to dinner and introduced to everyone, the total population was around 60 people and they were all having trouble remembering names but couldn’t believe how friendly everyone was. Then, King Richard walked in and said he’d like to meet the new folks. King Richard was imposing and immediately reminded Becca of her celebrity crush Idris Elba. He stood 6’5, 240 lbs of pure muscle with a touch of gray in his beard and a deep voice. It was easy to see physically how he was chosen to lead, but as they sat down for dinner with him his intellect and kindness was evident too.

King Richard tried to keep his mind on getting to know everyone, but something gravitated him to Becca. He noticed her ass in the yoga pants as Peter led the group to the table. She was drop dead beautiful, her eyes had him fixated and he was a little disappointed when she said she was married to John. King Richard replied with the coded compliment of “John, you’re a lucky man” while deep down thinking “I’d fuck the shit out of your wife”.

Leadership was stressful, King Richard had done his best to keep everyone safe but they had still lost people, too many to count. He spent most of his days and nights stressing about the safety of the town, was the wall high enough, did we have enough ammo, are we being too loud, etc. That night Richard was in his bedroom and couldn’t stop thinking about Becca, as he laid back on his bed her ass in those yoga pants kept popping in his head, his cock shot up. He was a big guy in a lot of methods, including his penis. It was 10 inches, and before the fall he had had a string of women that begged for it. He didn’t have time to think about dating as the leader, but tonight he jerked off thinking about the little latina and how she would react to his big black cock. He had dated a few latinas and had a bit of a thing for them, he wondered about how he’d seduce Becca if she was single.

The next day, Becca started coaching and the other men started their roles as well. John joined Peter on a tour of the complex to try and see where he could contribute. Becca was surprised that night when John told her they didn’t come up with anything and that they had a meeting with King Richard the next morning to discuss.

They went in his office and sat down, discussing numerous options for John. They kept coming back to one thing, his back. John cannot lift anything for the foreseeable future, and to be fair John’s strength pre-raid was his main asset. King Richard had a wondered and decided to pitch it “here’s what I’m thinking, until you are fully recovered you need to just go to physical therapy every day, Katie will get you right. Now that means you really won’t be contributing much but I know you will eventually so I can live with that”

John smiled, but King Richard wasn’t done, “in the meantime, and I’m sorry to ask this but leadership is lonely… I’d love to take your gorgeous wife on some dates, I’ve been super stressed and the company of a beautiful woman would make my days much better”. Becca blushed a deep red and looked at her husband, she asked bluntly “by date.. do you want to fuck me?”

Richard laughed “purely speaking yes, I want to fuck you Becca. You’re incredibly sexy. But I understand you two are married, I honestly just want to have some dinners with you, maybe take a walk, watch a movie together. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.”

John was speechless and looked back at Becca, “if we don’t agree we have to leave?” And king Richard just nodded. John said “okay, where’s the physical therapy office”.

It started off very well, Becca went to dinner with King Richard and found herself blushing and giggling like crazy. He was so handsome and easy to talk to, and it was actually refreshing to go on a date after all the chaos of the last year. King Richard joked about how quickly he would have swiped right if he saw Becca on tinder or any of the applications and she admitted he reminded her of Idris Elba. King Richard walked her home and she kissed his cheek goodnight. That night, they both couldn’t stop thinking about each other.

The second date was a similar evening, another dinner date where they got to know each other and the flirting intensified. The third date was a gym date. King Richard suggested it because he wanted to see Becca with something tight on and see a little skin. Her body was incredible, he made sure the workout was intense as an excuse to take his shirt off when he got sweaty. When Becca saw his six pack her jaw dropped, King Richard knew the sexual tension was ramping up and this time didn’t let the date end without kissing her. As they kissed, Becca’s leg popped up, she realized that she was really starting to like him. He wanted to grab her ass as they made out but decided that could wait, he had a strong feeling that he would fuck Becca eventually.

That night, it was Becca’s turn to fantasize. King Richard’s muscles were incredible, his big hands and the way he kissed her drove her crazy. She had never been with a black guy and recalled all the things her sorority sisters had told her about black football players. As she was touching herself, her husband returned from PT.

“Damn babe, what’s got you all worked up??” John asked

Becca blushed “I made out with King Richard today”

John was half mad, but fully turned on by his naked wife, he pulled her to the edge of the bed and said “yeah? And are you thinking about him now??”

Becca giggled “I was, honey he has like an 8 pack, but now that you’re here I need my husband”

John fucked Becca the best he could that night, but she had to do most of the work. Meanwhile a few buildings over, king Richard was thinking about all the positions he’d take Becca in, how her legs would shake for him. He had only known Becca for 2 weeks, but now had jerked off thinking about her almost every day since meeting her.

The fourth date King Richard asked Becca if she wanted to come to his place so he could cook for her and then maybe watch a movie. She knew that he would make a move but said yes. She figured as long as her and king Richard didn’t have sex, kissing him, maybe giving him a hand job and cuddling with him was harmless. He made grilled chicken and veggies and dinner was full of flirting as usual. As they prepared to watch the movie Becca and King Richard both decided to change into something more comfortable.

Becca had brought a nightgown, it was sheer and somewhat see through and she wore black lace panties and bra. She knew this would give King Richard a boner, and she was planning on giving him a handjob. She was really enjoying his business and very attracted to him, she couldn’t withstand any longer. King Richard put on a t shirt and grey sweatpants. He knew his dick looked enormous when it rose in his grey sweatpants, he had seduced a few girls back in the day on Netflix and chill night similar to this. He wanted to fuck Becca tonight.

They both smirked and laid on the couch together, as the movie started his hands were all over her and they started making out on the couch. King Richard positioned Becca as his little spoon. That’s when she felt it, she had an expectation he might be big, but the pressure on her ass was growing and she felt Richard getting hard, she tried to wiggle away and he held her hips and said “don’t run, I want you to feel what you do to me”

It was way bigger than her husband and she let out a little moan, and then another, and then another. King Richard had her getting wet. He said in his deep voice “you know I want to give you this bbc tonight”. Becca blushed and looked back at him and said “I’ve…. I’ve never been with a black guy”. King Richard smirked and said “once you go black” and winked at her. She was overwhelmed but very turned on.

Becca said “as much as I want to I just don’t think I can have sex with you, I think we would definitely fuck tonight if I was single. The most I’m comfortable with is giving you a… A handjob”. King Richard smiled, “that’s okay Becca, I told you I’m not gonna ask you to do anything you don’t want to do, let’s see if you feel the same when you see it”. And with that he stood over her, throwing off his shirt and pulling his sweatpants down. The energy in the room changed, King Richard felt enormous when they spooned but as his gigantic black cock dangled over Becca she muttered something in Spanish.

She reached out with her left hand and touched the King’s big black cock. He laughed and told her “you need both hands for black dick Becca”. She looked up at him and he picked up on her submissiveness. She put her right hand on the tip and her left on the lower shaft. Her little hands could barely wrap around it, it was so much longer, and thicker than her husbands penis. She started stroking his cock, spitting on it to help. He could see she wanted to suck it, and started being assertive

His voice boomed as she was fixated on the unbelievably big penis in her hands – “Becca, take your nightgown off now”. She looked up and he grabbed her wrist, forcing her to stand. He took the straps of her nightgown and pulled them down her shoulders, it fell quickly to the ground. He grabbed her ass with his left hand and unhooked her bra with his right. She had these little penny sized nipples that were hard for him, he looked at her tits and said “Jesus Christ Becca, you really are perfect”.

Before she could respond her picked her up and carried her from his couch to his bedroom, throwing her on bed. She bounced on the bed in her chest and felt his hands grab her ankles. He pulled her back to him and she felt his big dick on her left ass cheek. He teased her “do you have any idea how nice this was is, it’s a black man’s dream” and started slapping her ass with his dick. She was soaking wet, and he laid back on the bed and said “on your knees for the King”. She followed his directions, and instinctively kissed the tip of his enormous cock and said “you’re making me so wet papi”.

King Richard smirked “yeah? Why don’t you suck papis big black cock.”

Becca blushed and kissed his long dick up and down and touched herself as she did. King Richard’s dick and muscles had her soaking wet, she came while fingering herself on her knees with his big dick in her mouth. King Richard just laughed and said “if my bbc is making you this wet now, you’re gonna get addicted to chocolate”. Becca sucked his bbc passionately, and King Richard couldn’t recall ever having softer lips on his dick. Her raspy voice drove him crazy, he wanted to grab her hand and fuck her pretty face, but it was her first time with black cock and he knew she wasn’t ready for some of the things he planned on doing to her. He’d have to give her lots of practice.

He usually lasted 20-30 minutes, but this was the hottest blowjob, and sexiest woman he’d been with I’m what felt like ever. And she was calling him papi, as she gagged on his dick he told her “fuck Becca, I’m gonna cum”. Her eyes widened and back up letting his bbc out of her mouth, she looked up at him and placed her hand on his abs and kissed the tip of his penis again, he exploded. King Richard sprayed Becca’s face and tits with the most cum she’d ever seen, she asked “holy shit do you always cum this much?” and he laughed and said yes.

Post nut clarity hit and they both realized what just happened. Becca had sucked King Richard’s dick, and it was unbelievably hot for both of them. They got cleaned up and Becca took a shower. He was tempted to try to join and fuck her but didn’t want to test his luck as he knew she felt guilty for what just happened. He walked her home and kissed her goodnight, and she whispered “I can’t wait for more papi” as she slipped through the door.

Lmk if you liked this lol maybe I’ll write Chapter 2 ?

NSFW: yes

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