Necro Romance [F/M] Part 1
"I'm sorry but, I don't like you."
Cindy's face sank, "What?"
Alex tried to claim her down , stroking her left cheek. "I want to be honest with you, your just not the girl I want."
Cindy blinked, "Whats the bitch's name?"
Alex sighed, "Cindy..." he cooed, before the hurt woman shoved his arm away,
"Don't you touch me, three Christmases, Alex! Three God forsaken years of holidays
dealing with your drunk dead-beat parents and your snotty little sister, because I loved you!"
"I'm sorry."
Cindy rubbed her tear-stung cheeks, "Whats her name?"
"Cindy."
"WHATS HER GOD DAMN NAME!?"
"Ross."
...
Cindy giggled, "Wait.." shaking her head almost completely lost for words, "Your dumping me for a guy?"
"I'm gay , Cindy."
Cindy tossed her arms , Alex took a step forward. "Don't!" warned Cindy.
"Don't be gay? I can't-"
"No I don't give a shit if your gay, this relationship was over before I knew you'd suck my brother, but you could have told me something, instead of just WASTING MY TIME ALL THESE YEARS!"
"I just found out myself and..."
Cindy cocked her head, "Are you fucking with me?"
"What?"
"Are you just screwing around with me for kicks, is that it?"
"No , that's not-!"
Cindy flustered and let out a little scream before storming off,
"No please, just hear me out!" Alex yelled chasing after her down the chilly streets.
Stopping in the middle of the traffic cross-walk, she flipped her hair back and yelled,
"Blow me."
Wham, her body flew over the top of a speeding taxi-cap, Alex trying to stop the traffic raced to his battered 'girlfriend'.
"OMG! Cindy, Cindy!?"
Completely out of breath she mustered her last bit of strength to spit in his face, then snicker about it.
-
"Can you identify this corpse?"
Alex nodded, somber, "Thats my girlfriend, ..Cindy Moore."
The officer recovered the body, with a thin cloth.
"We'll give you some time, son." patting the young man's shoulder, the officer then left
the "Body Locker" to youth.
Studying his paste white lover, Alex patted the cloth away.
Her eyes where closed, the previous anger and fury had vanished, all that lye before him was the complete embodiment of what she wasn't, peaceful.
All the little fights about pity details over the wedding planning, the tiny quirks she always complained about like his clumsiness and snoring.
Her personality was gone, which would have been a horrid thing, to never again speak to your lover but watch over a lump of a vessel that meant nothing to her soul any longer.
Yet..., her personality..was so..god awful, this was kinda nice.
In fact.
Alex traced his finger over her cheek, and then it started going lower, and lower, until it was exploring her breasts still under the short-sheeted fabric,
'Still a little warmth' he thought.
Then he decided to do something she absolutely hated, he licked her, first her cheeks , down to her neck and bit down.
'Hehe, I'm finally really tasting her, and..and she can't do anything about it."
He started giggling like a little school girl.
Tearing away the cloth from her naked corpse, he then gazed over her, stroking her and exploring every inch of her body at his leisure.
'Is this rape?' he thought.
Tracing her lips,
'No, I mean we've had sex countless times, its just..., this is so much better.'
He looked up towards the ceiling as if he where asking God,
'So its really not rape, its more like a final sign of lust, right God!?'
Taking a couple steps back from her, he started rubbing his eyes and forehead trying to cleanse his thoughts, yet one glance back to her welcoming soapy white skin,
He unzips his fly.
Stripping his jeans and shirt, he allows his growth to expand in his boxers, until it finally created a big enough bulge to slip out from the top, exposing it's head nested to his stomach.
Climbing the chilly table top , he looms over her ivory and pink voluptuous tight frame.
He leans in , takes one hand to lift the back of her head, and the other to direct his man-hood into her mouth.
And thrust.
And thrust.
And thrust.
Burying her face into his crotch, he dipped his stick into her innocent defenseless features, taking him in with her sweet loose tongue and inside cheeks brushing against his sensitive skin.
She couldn't suck, but he could pinch her cheeks in for a tighter grip.
Pulling out he forced her jaw upon to rub his cock freely over her sticky wet tongue.
Then just for kicks and humiliation begins to rub and drag his hardened shaft all over her face and forehead, he even pokes her in the cheek with it.
While kissing down her ivory lifeless body he rubs his 9 inch dick across her torso down to her belly until it finally reached her hairy patch.
Dragging it across her until it hit the space between her legs, until it flopped down and brushed against her vaginal area.
Licking her breast's nipples, licking her forehead and arms, down to taking her hand gently and kissing her palm, he reaches down to his dick and sticks it only oh so slightly inside of her, and thinks - -
'I want to do this more then once.'
Sitting on top of her, he studies what was just being ravished,
'I want to do this every night.'
Lifting his leg he jumps off the top and starts looking around, opening all the cabinets of the other dead vessels, inside one out of eight freely opened, he found a prize.
A sweet younger girl child of around 15 or 16 years of age, with long brunette locks and a tender baby face.
He leaves her's open and keeps looking until he finds a tallish red head with medium hair and even larger breasts then his girlfriend.
He bit his bottom lip, and starts to lift the red head onto a close by roll-able table with plenty of room to spare.
Next he takes the girl child and his girlfriend and places all three of them neatly curled up upon his shopping cart.
'I'm not gay' he thinks, 'I don't know what this is but...I- I want it."
Alex hears footsteps by the door, fearing it might be the returning police officer he looks over frantically to find a fire exit.
As quietly as possible he opens the gateway to his pleasure and rolls out with his sex dolls.
Paranoid and every watchful he wraps them in they're over cloths meant to just hide they're nudity as a throw-on fabric, and set them into the backseats and trunk of his car.
Slamming the trunk closed for the final one, he takes a deep breath,
'I'm going to be a prime suspect when they find the bodies are missing..., I gotta get my stuff from the apartment and disappear. I can't go on a plane or a train with them but I could transport somewhere by foot and car until I find a ranch of something,
so...so we can be alone together.'
He smirked with lustful bliss,
'They're mine, over and over again, mine.'
To Be Continued...
"I'm sorry but, I don't like you."
Cindy's face sank, "What?"
Alex tried to claim her down , stroking her left cheek. "I want to be honest with you, your just not the girl I want."
Cindy blinked, "Whats the bitch's name?"
Alex sighed, "Cindy..." he cooed, before the hurt woman shoved his arm away,
"Don't you touch me, three Christmases, Alex! Three God forsaken years of holidays
dealing with your drunk dead-beat parents and your snotty little sister, because I loved you!"
"I'm sorry."
Cindy rubbed her tear-stung cheeks, "Whats her name?"
"Cindy."
"WHATS HER GOD DAMN NAME!?"
"Ross."
...
Cindy giggled, "Wait.." shaking her head almost completely lost for words, "Your dumping me for a guy?"
"I'm gay , Cindy."
Cindy tossed her arms , Alex took a step forward. "Don't!" warned Cindy.
"Don't be gay? I can't-"
"No I don't give a shit if your gay, this relationship was over before I knew you'd suck my brother, but you could have told me something, instead of just WASTING MY TIME ALL THESE YEARS!"
"I just found out myself and..."
Cindy cocked her head, "Are you fucking with me?"
"What?"
"Are you just screwing around with me for kicks, is that it?"
"No , that's not-!"
Cindy flustered and let out a little scream before storming off,
"No please, just hear me out!" Alex yelled chasing after her down the chilly streets.
Stopping in the middle of the traffic cross-walk, she flipped her hair back and yelled,
"Blow me."
Wham, her body flew over the top of a speeding taxi-cap, Alex trying to stop the traffic raced to his battered 'girlfriend'.
"OMG! Cindy, Cindy!?"
Completely out of breath she mustered her last bit of strength to spit in his face, then snicker about it.
-
"Can you identify this corpse?"
Alex nodded, somber, "Thats my girlfriend, ..Cindy Moore."
The officer recovered the body, with a thin cloth.
"We'll give you some time, son." patting the young man's shoulder, the officer then left
the "Body Locker" to youth.
Studying his paste white lover, Alex patted the cloth away.
Her eyes where closed, the previous anger and fury had vanished, all that lye before him was the complete embodiment of what she wasn't, peaceful.
All the little fights about pity details over the wedding planning, the tiny quirks she always complained about like his clumsiness and snoring.
Her personality was gone, which would have been a horrid thing, to never again speak to your lover but watch over a lump of a vessel that meant nothing to her soul any longer.
Yet..., her personality..was so..god awful, this was kinda nice.
In fact.
Alex traced his finger over her cheek, and then it started going lower, and lower, until it was exploring her breasts still under the short-sheeted fabric,
'Still a little warmth' he thought.
Then he decided to do something she absolutely hated, he licked her, first her cheeks , down to her neck and bit down.
'Hehe, I'm finally really tasting her, and..and she can't do anything about it."
He started giggling like a little school girl.
Tearing away the cloth from her naked corpse, he then gazed over her, stroking her and exploring every inch of her body at his leisure.
'Is this rape?' he thought.
Tracing her lips,
'No, I mean we've had sex countless times, its just..., this is so much better.'
He looked up towards the ceiling as if he where asking God,
'So its really not rape, its more like a final sign of lust, right God!?'
Taking a couple steps back from her, he started rubbing his eyes and forehead trying to cleanse his thoughts, yet one glance back to her welcoming soapy white skin,
He unzips his fly.
Stripping his jeans and shirt, he allows his growth to expand in his boxers, until it finally created a big enough bulge to slip out from the top, exposing it's head nested to his stomach.
Climbing the chilly table top , he looms over her ivory and pink voluptuous tight frame.
He leans in , takes one hand to lift the back of her head, and the other to direct his man-hood into her mouth.
And thrust.
And thrust.
And thrust.
Burying her face into his crotch, he dipped his stick into her innocent defenseless features, taking him in with her sweet loose tongue and inside cheeks brushing against his sensitive skin.
She couldn't suck, but he could pinch her cheeks in for a tighter grip.
Pulling out he forced her jaw upon to rub his cock freely over her sticky wet tongue.
Then just for kicks and humiliation begins to rub and drag his hardened shaft all over her face and forehead, he even pokes her in the cheek with it.
While kissing down her ivory lifeless body he rubs his 9 inch dick across her torso down to her belly until it finally reached her hairy patch.
Dragging it across her until it hit the space between her legs, until it flopped down and brushed against her vaginal area.
Licking her breast's nipples, licking her forehead and arms, down to taking her hand gently and kissing her palm, he reaches down to his dick and sticks it only oh so slightly inside of her, and thinks - -
'I want to do this more then once.'
Sitting on top of her, he studies what was just being ravished,
'I want to do this every night.'
Lifting his leg he jumps off the top and starts looking around, opening all the cabinets of the other dead vessels, inside one out of eight freely opened, he found a prize.
A sweet younger girl child of around 15 or 16 years of age, with long brunette locks and a tender baby face.
He leaves her's open and keeps looking until he finds a tallish red head with medium hair and even larger breasts then his girlfriend.
He bit his bottom lip, and starts to lift the red head onto a close by roll-able table with plenty of room to spare.
Next he takes the girl child and his girlfriend and places all three of them neatly curled up upon his shopping cart.
'I'm not gay' he thinks, 'I don't know what this is but...I- I want it."
Alex hears footsteps by the door, fearing it might be the returning police officer he looks over frantically to find a fire exit.
As quietly as possible he opens the gateway to his pleasure and rolls out with his sex dolls.
Paranoid and every watchful he wraps them in they're over cloths meant to just hide they're nudity as a throw-on fabric, and set them into the backseats and trunk of his car.
Slamming the trunk closed for the final one, he takes a deep breath,
'I'm going to be a prime suspect when they find the bodies are missing..., I gotta get my stuff from the apartment and disappear. I can't go on a plane or a train with them but I could transport somewhere by foot and car until I find a ranch of something,
so...so we can be alone together.'
He smirked with lustful bliss,
'They're mine, over and over again, mine.'
To Be Continued...
Necro Romance [F/M] Part 1
By FreeWinona -- Report
Beginning chapter of a taboo fetish mythology.
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