Necrophilia - Page 2

He knows she is married .She posses the red bangle and have saffron in head like all hindu married woman like a public "not available" poster on her body. But she is ultimately a woman and he is man and no social law can stop him from banging her and he is ready to go for any limit
He was lying on the cold slab in the middle of the room. He was alone. I walked slowly over to him, thankful that the mortician had allowed me to see him this late at night. I gently pulled the sheet off him and stood back, admiring his body. He was beautiful, even in death
"The gruesome ghoul, the grisly ghoul, without the slightest noise, Waits patiently beside the school, to feast on girls and boys
Samantha Norman. Known as a hot chick at my high school. She had a beautiful face, long straight black hair and a fit slim body. I couldn't wait to get her in my house
Ok, I noticed my first story got low rankings. Now, I want to ask you guys how I could improve. Feel free to tell me or suggest anything I could do to make my stories more enjoyable for you. I would gladly accept any help or advice you’d give me
Jennifer had first been suprised, perhaps even revolted when she first discovered Bill gazing at a picture of a dead girl in a casket and getting a powerful hard-on
The following story is for the most part true but mainly fiction. All names have either been changed or are fictitious also. Most to all stories are partly true but have been greatly embellished to bolster the stories. However, no one portrayed in these stories is under the age of 18
The Hit By Juli NBabe A tall man in silk pajamas sits on his couch speaking into a cassette recorder. He is 50'ish and graying at the temples of his brown mane
I'm treating this one as a sort of Pilot Teaser. I've always wanted to write horror and sex stories, and now I've found some sort of motivation
As i begin to write this story i hope that my experience not only lessens your prejudice, but also the gap between our species. -Mr. Kong I remember the day of the occurrence very clearly, as if it happened recently, even though it happened earlier today
The black Porsche convertible screeched into the car park, coming to a halt in the bay nearest the main doors in a cloud of dust; the woman driving it flung open the door and leaving it wide open, ran towards the entrance
In 2039, the 43-year old Mr. Joshua Wong chi-fung was on the way to the "Dance Hall": this was the unofficial designation of this room which had never been used for any sportive activities. Joshua pressed the handle down and was satisfied that the door was still locked
It is one in the morning, you are on your usual home burglary spree. You’ve never been caught yet, you make sure you leave no trail behind. You’re a cold and senseless sociopath who only cares about getting her prize by the end of the night
Saema’s funeral wasn’t scheduled until 1:00 the next afternoon, but the boyfriend got to the funeral home at around 11:00 AM and requested to get to view her body one more time before the funeral
My name is Katherine. Most of you would call me a ghost, or perhaps an angel. I am you see, what most mortals call "dead". In fact, today is my funeral. I hadn't really planned on dying. I'm only 21 years old. I had just returned from the spring formal dance
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