Zombie Lust

I was walking home from a friend’s graduation party and I admit I was more than a little drunk. But hey, I was eighteen, a young, good-looking female, and if I wanted to party, I partied.
But that night would be a night I would never forget. I was so tired I just wanted to go home and get some sleep. I had to make a choice, cut through the graveyard and get home in half the time, or go all the way around which would take longer but was less creepy.

I said, “Fuck it,” and went through the graveyard.

I hated the graveyard. It was always so creepy and the place just gave me a bad vibe, even when I was a kid. Yet there I was, walking through the damn place at 2 a.m. so I could get to bed quicker.

There was a full moon so it wasn’t pitch black outside. I didn’t really like the fog that was about knee high but I would be home soon and everything would be fine.

As I swaggered through the graveyard I kept hearing a noise. It sounded like a low moan. I thought to myself, ‘Someone from the party must be getting laid out here.’

I giggled and continued walking.

I was about half way through the graveyard when the moaning got louder. There were about ten big trees in the middle of the graveyard and that was where the moaning was coming from.

I giggled and decided to see who was getting laid. I snuck behind one of the trees then peeked around it. No one was there. I slowly tip-toed to the next tree. I fell once but got up quickly.

I laughed out loud then said, “Shhh!”

I got behind another tree and peeked around it. Again no one was there. I was starting to get bored and was about to give up when I heard a loud moan behind one of the trees I hadn’t checked.

I ran over to the tree, hit it with my face, and fell down. I told you I was a little drunk.

I got up slowly and rubbed my nose. Then it dawned on me. What would happen if they got mad at me for spying? I laughed and thought, ‘Hell, I don’t care!’

I may be only 5’3″ and 105 pounds but I’d kick him in the balls and his lover would probably be too embarrassed to do anything so I could escape easily.

I peeked around the tree and to my delight I saw a nice pair of muscular male ass cheeks. Actually I saw the back of a naked man but my eyes were focused on that sweet ass. From what I could tell, he was alone, just standing there.

He let out a low moan. That was when I figured he must be touching himself.

Now my curiosity was peaked. I wanted to see him stroke his cock. I wanted to see his cock’s length and thickness.

I held onto the tree and leaned way out to see more of him. That’s when my hand slipped off of the tree and I fell down. I just laid there in the fog for a second then I heard him walking towards me.

I stood back up and was about to apologize for the intrusion, but I couldn’t speak. I stood there in shock. I could barely breathe. The man was facing me and I couldn’t believe my eyes.