1. Rider of the storm 1 (Rewrite) Repost


    Date: 6/22/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Non-Erotic, Author: Redneck Romeo, Source: sexstories.com

    Hello agin. This is a short story and sadly there is no sex. But in the next story there will be lots. And I need your help on what the girl is going to look like. And please if you comment be constructive about it and not be rude. Thank you. David stared at the door for the longest time. Examining the massive steel doors. "Wow. I actually found the vault." He whispered. He could barely believe his eyes. Taking in every little detail from the blast marks where someone tried to blow the door open, to the claw marks from poor souls looking for food or water. The sand from the storm what stinging his face with a slight burn. He solved this problem by taking his scarf and rapping his face with it. He already had goggles on. He began to day dream about what this massive vault could be filled with. The rumors of all the treasures held within. Money was no longer valuable. Bill Gates couldn't even buy himself a bottle of water for 20 million dollars. The big "money" in the apocalypse was useful stuff such as batteries, water filters, gas mask, and cars. Cars had always fascinated David ever sense he was a little kid. After he ran away from his dad he worked for a man in an old garage. He stayed there for about a year until he ran into some trouble. David had a alcohol problem. Drugs and alcohol are the top commodities of the day. And when you tell your dealer you'll pay him tomorrow, you best pay him. Luckily someone had brought a 69 Dodge Challenger to have the tires changed when ...
    the dealers thugs came for David's life. After that David didn't go to towns much after that. Every now and then would he go for food or water. But him main reason for going was to fuel his need for liquor. And as for the Dodge, well, they don't run on faith. David still to this day curses himself for becoming a drunk like his father. He still can't stay away from liquor. As a matter of fact he could use a shot or two right now. But that's besides the point. Before him laid the vault. Untold treasures just waiting to be taken. And it was all his. On the phone, up at the top was a blue bar about 1/4" off the top. It was pulsing slowly. He taped it several times before the blue bar came down and became a full screen. At the top it read "Welcome Tiffany to Safe Zone 273" and close to the middle was a light blue button. He know that this is it. This is the key. David only had to touch the button once and the screen turned green. Then, just on the other side of the door, he could hear the massive rusty gears turning. His eyes grow wider as the door opened. It was dark inside. So dark David took out his old flashlight and peered inside. The first thing David saw was a green low flouting gas. It sent chills down his back as he didn't know what kind of gas it was, but the skeletons on the floor told him that it couldn't be good. He reached into his backpack and dug around for a few moments then pulled out his military grade gas mask. He put it on, double checking to be certain that it ...
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