escorpio

Don't fuck dead people. It's in the Bible.

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Godsmack

Hmm i gues sex with dead people must be pretty boring :-)

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Murderous

So all of you have never had any thoughts in your head about what you would do if you were walking through the woods and stumbled across a freshly wounded body of the opposite sex (or the same sex for 99% of you) lying there waiting... already nude?

I often picture myself peeking over both my shoulders whistling while unfastening my jeans.

Then immediately afterwards I see scenes from my own rendition of CSI: Yellowstone with me being #1 suspect of possible rape victim murdered in woods with evidence of semenal DNA. How would I ever explain that I neither raped nor murdered anyone, but merely got my jollies off on her tits.

I think necrophilia is an interesting topic since most people do not TRULY know what they would do until the oppurtunity presents itself. These concepts should be applied to ALL levels of everyday strategy.

Long live the dead fuckers.

On another note. What about stabbing someone in the thigh and barebacking a bit of warm, wet flesh?

smack

i don't really care how she died...

but the sex is always better if she smells of formaldihyde.

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CDSmith

This calls for a toast:

(raise your glass)
"Here's to the women we like best
We like em better when they're undressed
And when they're dead and buried they won't be forgotten
'Cuz we'll dig em up, and fuck em rotten."
(drink)

:D

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She would have to be drop dead gorgeous

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I think it's disgusting but I did come across a story site once and one of the stories involved this and it was captivating, if for no other reason than how bizarre it was. Here it is:

Both girls were hot as fire. The blond, with straight
hair just short of her shoulders, was provocative in
her coral pullover and tight tan slacks. Her top
exposed a tan midriff with a pierced belly button.
From the rear, her wide hips and slender figure hid
little of the treasures she hid beneath. She had that
tanned, athletic look to her, looking to be about
20ish and 5'8" 115lbs.

The second girl had long brown hair and brown eyes
and looked to be just a hair thinner than her friend,
her age appearing to be somewhere between 18 and 20.
While she looked conservative behind her glasses, her
button down red top and tightly fitting faded blue
jeans revealed her exquisite body. She had on of
those awesome butts that poked out ever so invitingly
with a nice gap in the middle that let you see right
between her long legs.

I watched them closely as I got back in my car and
slowly drove away from the gas pumps. Their
boyfriends were getting party supplies while the
girls stood next to the dark green Mustang GT
convertible. I took one least quick glance as I
pulled onto the highway and drove away into the
advancing darkness.

I had a long drive ahead and the sales meeting had
gone poorly, so I was not in the best of moods. The
man on the radio was saying that we could expect
thunderstorms later, but for now the night was lit up
by the light of a full moon rising between the
clouds.

I continued driving, speeding along the desolate road
I knew so well from my frequent travels. I was a road
to nowhere, but also one you had to watch due to
sudden curves and the lack of warning signs.

About an hour later I was watching as some idiot with
his high beams on was closing rapidly behind me.
"What a jerk" I thought, as he was rapidly overtaking
me and I was cruising at a not too shabby 75mph.

The car pulled out to pass and shot rapidly past me,
but not before I recognized the dark green Mustang
convertible with a blond in the front and a brunette
in the back. I could easily hear the throaty tune on
the small block V8 as the young driver punched it and
accelerated past me.

"Fools!" I thought, fully aware that this was no area
to be driving fast. While I knew the road like the
back of my hand, I still had to be careful of the
sharp turn lying in wait only a few miles ahead. Some
truck or tractor had flattened the warning sign a few
weeks back so now there was nothing but the sudden
sight of kudzu and trees in front of you to alert you
of the 90 degree turn to the left. I watched, as the
taillights grew further ahead, shrinking to small
dots in the distance.

I thought I saw them brighten for an instant, but the
just as quickly as I noticed it, they were gone,
replaced by the dark of night as if it has somehow
swallowed them whole. I eased off the gas and slowed
as I approached the hairpin turn.

Right at the turn there was a pull off area, where
there used to be an old Dumpster. I pulled into the
pull off and killed the engine. Opening the door, I
steeped out of the car and was deafened by the sound
of silence. Nothing. No frogs or crickets either.
Gazing up the road, I could see that the kudzu had
been disturbed in an area roughly in line with the
main road.

Returning to my car, I opened the trunk and removed a
few items that might come in handy: a flashlight, my
backpack complete with plastic bags, a knife, a
digital camera, and even some condoms for that
'special' occasion. I shook with excitement over the
possibilities that might await me below in the dark
woods.

The edge of the road was covered by a thick growth of
kudzu vines, which then fell away over a slope to a
drop of roughly 50 feet into the woods. Shining my
flashlight into the darkness, I could plainly see the
glistening white areas where the bark had been
stripped from several large trees by the impact.

There was now little doubt that the Mustang and its
passengers were awaiting me below. It took me a few
minutes to navigate the slope through the thick
growth. Fortunately, the moon chose that moment to
reappear, proving enough illumination to make the
trek much easier. Upon reaching the floor of the
woods, I could see the crumpled remains of the
Mustang lying upside down about 100 feet away.

As I approached the wreck, it became obvious that
they had been completely taken by surprise by the
turn. They had left no skid marks and had traveled
though the air, striking trees as they descended into
the darkened woods.

I approached from the driver's side and was greeted
by what once was the proud young driver. He had been
decapitated, leaving his upper torso to be crushed by
the steering wheel into the seat and dash. Where his
left arm and head had come to rest was anyone's
guess.

My gaze quickly shifted to the passenger seat, which,
at first glance, appeared to be empty. Walking around
the overturned car, I saw the body of the cute blond.
She had been partially ejected from the wreck; only
to have the unfortunate luck to be caught between the
car and a large oak tree as the car was still moving.

The girl had great looking feet, which surprisingly,
still resided within her sandals. Her tan pants and
slender legs still led to an inviting butt and wide
hips, but then everything changed. Instead of that
tight, tanned belly, there was now a mass of red meat
that revealed the girls coiled pink and bluish
intestines. The girls glistening intestines lay
spilled in a mass on the ground beside the car and
then trailed away to her torso, which lay at the base
of a large oak several feet away.

The girl's upper half had somehow come to rest in a
normal, upright position, leaving her relatively
unscathed face to gaze sightlessly into the woods in
eternal shock at the tragic events of the evening. As
I looked closely at this hauntingly beautiful sight,
I became aware that I was extremely aroused and hard
as a rock.

I stroked the dead girl's cheek, shuddering at the
silky smooth warmth of what had been a beautiful girl
only a few minutes before. Images of her youthful
exuberance and the sound of her voice played in my
mind from our brief encounter at the gas station
earlier in the evening. Sliding my hand along her
smooth skin, I grabbed a quick feel of her braless
breasts, now slowly cooling in the moonlight.

While I was considering fulfilling my fantasy,
clearly her torn body was far too messy, covered with
her blood and guts along with the shredded red meat
that once composed her taught, smooth belly.

Turning back to the car, my mind began racing. "Where
was the other girl?" I wondered. Suddenly, I noticed
that there were feet and legs protruding from under
the rear of the car. I quickly looked them over, only
to find that they belonged to the boyfriend of the
dark haired girl. He was now clearly depressed,
having been ejected from the car only to have it roll
onto him as it came to rest. It was probably a good
thing that his face was hidden from sight, as the
weight of the car must have smashed him to bits.

"But where is the girl?" I wondered. Slowly, I worked
back up the slope, carefully peering through the
kudzu. After several minutes, just when I was
becoming frustrated, my flashlight showed a hint of
red in the brush. Quickly, I moved to the location
and was greeted by a most wonderful sight.

Drake

The brunette had apparently been ejected from the car
and had come to rest in the bottom edge of the kudzu.
Here, she lay completely unscathed, looking like she
should get up and ask what the hell had happened. I
took a moment to gaze at her. She lay face down, both
arms slightly extended above her head and her legs
slightly apart, with the right leg straight and the
left leg bent at the hip and knee so her left foot
was opposite her right knee.

Her feet were bare, but her tight jeans were intact,
revealing the perfect curvature of her delightful
ass. Her red shirt had been pulled up to about the
middle of her back, revealing her smooth tanned back
right down to the waistband of her white panties,
which just peered out from under the edge of her
jeans.

When I rolled her over, the reason for her suddenly
quiet nature became apparent, as her head flopped
loosely from side to side. The girl's neck was
clearly broken, but her sexy body was not, no not at
all.

Not being able to stand it any longer, I fell on top
of her and began to kiss her sweet face. Her tongue
was warm, but strangely limp against mine, her lips
luscious, warm, and still.

The girl's sweet perfume wafted to my nostrils, a
shuddering contrast between the sweet smell of
seduction and this sweet young girl's body posed in
death. The light of the moon reflected off the
sightless brown orbs though which this luscious young
body once viewed the world. Now, the sightless eyes
only reflected the cold, hard light of the moon, and
the fire of lust that burned in my eyes.

Carefully, I unbuttoned her red shirt, unveiling her
soft skin and her white bra. When I had unbuttoned
her shirt, spreading it wide away from her torso, I
pulled the snap loose from her bra and tossed it
aside. She had small, firm breasts with dark quarter
sized nipples. "The kind that get hard like pencil
erasers" I thought, as I sucked on each of them.

I then let my tongue lick it's way down the smooth
belly, pausing only to enjoy the round indentation of
her belly button and the slight increase in hair
density as I approached the waist band of her jeans.
The snap of my unbuttoning her jeans echoed through
my mind with all the power of a nuclear blast. The
sound of her zipper descending made me shudder.

"Okay, baby, now I am going to explore the treasures
that you have hidden here, no reason to let all this
beauty go to waist. Will I be the first? Let's find
out!"

Removing the girl's jeans was almost enough to make
me blow my load right then and there. Her legs were
so soft, not only in the normal way, due to her
awesome complexion and silky skin, but due to the
lack of muscle tone exhibited in death.

The legs were warm and ever so limp; able to bend any
way I wanted. Her legs dropped together the short
distance to the ground as I pulled her jeans off over
her feet. Her flesh jiggled in an oh so un-natural,
but overwhelmingly sexy, way.

Now for the panties. Her white panties were graced
with a print of small pink flowers, much like the
pale flower I was soon to unveil. I slid them quickly
down, leaving them dangling on her left leg just
above her ankle. This girl did not trim her pubic
hair, but instead left it in its natural state. Her
bush was medium in size, with long, curling brown
hairs tantalizingly disappearing from sight as they
rounded the gap between her legs.

I buried my face between her legs and relished the
softness of her inner thighs and the musky aroma
emanating from her cooling pussy. Sometime, in a
moment forever lost in hurried anticipation, I had
removed all of my clothes, preparing for the moment
of fulfillment of a lifelong fantasy. I worked my
tongue inside of her sweet sex.

No, I was not the first, but I was close. I breathed
in deeply; savoring the musky scent of her sex
intermingled with a slight aroma of urine. She was
tight and well formed, a beautiful example of the
exotic mystery of the female sex. I sucked and licked
her until she was ready for the moment I had been
waiting for.

After donning a condom, more for ID purposes than
protection, I thrust myself into the tight young
girl's body. "Oh my God!" I said as I shuddered with
a feeling that reached to the core of my inner being.

I thrust again and again into her lifeless body,
watching in fascination as her breasts and head
rocked to the rhythm of our necrophillic lovemaking.
"This was a beautiful creature," I reasoned, "It
would be a total waste not to allow her to provide
pleasure one last time before her exquisite body is
forever ruined."

Into her I thrust, again and again until I exploded
in an earth shaking orgasm that extended to parts of
me that I had never felt before. L lay on top of her,
my body jerking helplessly as I jetted my life
essence into her again and again, until I was finally
spent.

As I extracted myself from her body, I wiped the
sweat from my brow and rolled her over for the grand
finale, taking a moment to brush the leaves and twigs
from her ass cheeks. I rested a moment as I gazed
upon her awesome ass.

She had been gifted with one of those perfect butts
that, while well rounded, allowed for a tight anus
that lay in a deep crater, plainly visible even while
she lay relaxed on her belly.

I buried my face into her sweet ass cheeks, savoring
the musky aroma of her most private orifice. I probed
her with my tongue, extending as deep into her as I
could reach. I felt her sides, thighs, and back as I
enjoyed her tightly puckered sphincter.

Sitting up on my knees between her legs, I licked my
right index finger and inserted it into her now well-
lubricated anus. I pushed it far up inside the tight
passage, reaching as far as I could, far enough to
feel the hard nuggets of feces that would never leave
her body.

Rock hard once again; I eased my member into her
tight tailpipe. The feeling was beyond anything that
I had experienced before. I thrust hard into her, not
having to worry about complaints. "No holds barred
here doll, you're getting it all!" I said as I
climaxed again, filling her rectum with my hot cum,
since I had forgotten to don another condom.

I noted with interest how the dead girl's anus
remained open after I had withdrawn from her, her
lifeless muscles lacking the strength, or the will,
to close her eliminatory orifice. How very different
this was from a live girl, very seductive yet
strange, adding a note of finality as well.

Now totally spent, I took her beautiful young body in
my arms and held her close, kissing her on the mouth
reverently. Here was a beautiful girl who shared with
me her most treasured assets, assets that would
remain unknown to everyone else.

I kissed her softly on the lips again and then one
last time on her forehead, feeling love for her as
well as an intense sorrow that she would never again
receive or give pleasure. Standing up, I gazed down
upon her pale, cooling form, wishing I could enjoy
her some more, wanting to somehow stop time and steal
this moment forever.

Startled by the rumble of distant thunder, I gathered
up her clothes and placed them under the car. I
returned to carry her limp body, she looked to be
5'7" about 110 pounds, to the car where I laid it
under the leaking gas tank at the rear of the car.

I realized it was about time for me to go, but my
gaze returned to the remains of the pretty blonde.
Her tan slacks slid off her lower portion easily,
uncovering athletic legs complete with a full tan.
Her g-string had been stained by her urine, which she
expelled as she was so suddenly and violently ripped
from this world.

"Why not?" I reasoned, "No one will ever know and she
certainly won't complain. OK, that's settled," I said
as I removed my fillet knife and a plastic bag from
my backpack. Carefully, I cut into the smooth thigh
and hip muscle, removing a few pounds a flesh from
the girl's legs. Rolling her pelvis over, I cut
myself some choice steaks from her butt cheeks too,
marveling at the tender red meat laying under the
thick layer of yellowish fat that made up her
succulent butt.

"Nothing like a little souvenir," I said as I slipped
the blonde's surprisingly dark colored puckered anus
into a small bag, "I guess she won't be needing this
anymore."

After dragging her mutilated lower half to the
gasoline soaked rear of the car, I kissed her on the
lips, as I left the torso in place against the tree,
her sightless eyes still trying to fathom the
significance of the evening.

The storm was getting closer as I drove away, the
lightening flashes masking the glow from the burning
car. "What an incredible night!" In one night I had
experienced my most profound fantasy, had the most
incredible sex of my life, and now had the best meat
in the world for tomorrow's cook out. And did I say
anything about the pictures I took?

"Man oh man, what an awesome night! Will I ever
experience anything like this again?" I wondered.

It's amazing how things can happen in the dead of
Night.

Funbrunette

Quick question, Where the fuck do they get the bodies????

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morgues or graveyards , where else are dead bodies stored ?

smack

damn straight.

great song, great band.

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