Rexxa's Gift, A Story


Posted by Saum Haine on October 27, 2005 at 11:49:16:

Hey, this is a story, I hope you all enjoy. I bee lurkin here a bit and thought i'd try my hand,

REXXA’S GIFT
A story by Saum Haine


It was 3 a.m. when we heard the Coalition car pull up in the lane beneath the bedroom window.
“This is it, Jackie,” Rexxa said, pushing the small handgun into my hands. “I Love You.”
“I Love you too, Rex,” I said sadly. “I’m sorry.”
“It had to be this way, Jackie,” she answered. We both heard the creak of the third stair. “Into the closet quick,” she told me. She gave my dick one last firm tug and took her own, much larger gun from the bedside table. “Just stick to the plan,” she hissed as I disappeared into the closet to the left of the bed. “Watch if you must-one way or another, you’ll have what you’ve always wanted before the night is out.”
“Right sis,” I said as I slid the door shut but for an inch or two. “I’m gonna watch.”
This seemed to thrill her and she positioned herself carefully on the bed so that I would have a clear view of her gorgeous nineteen-year-old body. She was on her knees, her long magnificent legs spread slightly so that I could see her plush, swollen pussy. Yeah, I admit, my big sister and I have one of those kinds of relationships and I am not ashamed of it. You would too if you had Rexxa for a sister. She was leaking a copious amount of the three big loads I had pumped into her from her soft folds, and kneeling there, with the blankets bunched around her creamy thighs, she looked like a goddess of sex. I let my eyes linger on the small strip of pale blonde hair she left purely for my enjoyment before looking upward to her flat, muscled abdomen and the glittering navel ring set into her pert belly button. Her big breasts were rising and falling with each deep breath and her pretty, big blue eyes were lit with excitement and she swished her long, straight blonde hair. That had been for me, and I felt my dick get hard again. She knew it drove me wild when she did that, and she grinned as she steadied her aim at the door. Rexxa had never been afraid of anything.
When the bedroom door burst open, it was Rexxa’s gun which went off first. She fired twice, the big gun jumping in her hands and making her breasts jiggle. There was gurgling scream from the hallway and the sound of a female voice cursing viciously.
But then there was a noise I had never heard before, a kind of breathy hiss and a smacking thump. Rexxa grunted. It sounded like she had been kicked in the gut and I saw why immediately; halfway between her navel and her privates a red line was leaking blood toward her swollen clit. She fired again, but there were two more of the breathy hissing noises and two more smacking thumps. Two more holes appeared in Rexxa’s abdomen, one lower down, about an inch above the swell of her mound, the other above and slightly left of her navel. Her sex was covered in her own blood and she started to rise as her spasming legs pushed her up and forward. Her eyes were wide with shock as the breath left her in a staccato gasp-those three little bullets would have shredded much of her soft insides. The Coalition DeathGirls only used special, small caliber handguns with bullets designed to shatter inside a human body-they only rarely came out.
Rexxa’s gun went off again, but I already knew it was over; she had not even aimed. I didn’t hear the next hissing noise, but my sister’s navel ring vanished, replaced with another leaking red hole.
She finally dropped her gun to clutch at her perforated belly. Apparently, this was what her murderer had been waiting for. I watched as hole after hole appeared in those beautiful tits which I had been sucking at an hour before. Her jugs bounced alright; not with the nice rolling motion I had made them do as I pounded in and out of her tight pussy, but with sharp wobbling smacks as a triangle of three holes appeared around each nipple. Her back was already arching as they struck, her shoulders twitched with each impact as she was lifted slightly up off her knees. Blood sprayed all over the sheets and ceiling as her heart and lungs and arteries were punctured and shredded by the explosive bullets. She threw her head back and screamed “JACKIE!” spraying blood from her mouth in a fountain. But without the impact of the bullets holding her up, she collapsed backward onto the bed twisting as she fell. She bounced once on the taut mattress before she was still; all I could see now from the closet was the smooth richly curved lines of her back. There had been no exit wounds; except for the blood soaked bedding she might as well have been sleeping.
“Bitch,” said a female voice from the door. The DeathGirl came into my view, standing with her back to the closet as she looked down at my dead sister. She ejected the spent clip from her gun and rammed in a new one. Then with casual disdain, she took hold of Rexxa’s slim hip and rolled her onto her back.
My sister stared blankly up at her killer; a look of surprised agony frozen forever on her face. “You know, I made it hurt, bitch, for what you did to Carly,” the DeathGirl said aloud as she teased Rexxa’s thighs apart with her free hand. “What the hell were you thinking, blowing her tits apart with that cannon? I could have made it clean for you-a couple in the heart or maybe one between the eyes-but I gave you a bellyful, didn’t I?” She fingered the wounds in Rexxa’s abdomen for a moment, then, giggling she fired three more rounds into the dead girl’s womb. Rexxa’s hips bucked with the impacts, her big breasts jiggling one final time. There was something darkly erotic about that and I got hard all over again. The Death Girl didn’t stop there. She teased Rexxa’s thighs a bit wider and fingered her swollen folds. Then she dipped two fingers roughly into my sister’s sex.
“Goodness, you’re slimy,” the DeathGirl said with mock concern. “It seems like you had a fresh pussyfull.” She pulled her fingers out and slapped Rexxa’s mound hard with her hand.
“Huh,” the DeathGirl chuckled, touching the three newest holes in Rexxa’s belly, just above her sex, “I bet mine was a lot hotter than anything Jackie pumped into you.”
I shifted slightly in the closet and the DeathGirl turned around.
“What have we here?” she asked, throwing the door wide.
I stuck to the plan, just as Rexxa had told me. As soon as the Coalition DeathGirl had opened the sliding door, my hand was up under the green skirt she was wearing. Rexxa and I had practiced this a hundred times, the stupid Coalition bitch never knew what hit her. I thrust the long, round barrel of the small gun my sister had given me into the DeathGirl’s soft-spot so hard it went right in. She grunted in shock as she was suddenly raped by my handgun, but then I pulled the trigger three times in rapid succession.
I have no idea what must have happened to the DeathGirl’s insides, but she never had a chance. I felt her pussy clutch the gun and I let go. She fell on me gagging and twitching, but I just pushed her away. I wanted to see Rexxa one last time before I left.
She stared up at me, and I stroked my hand along her smooth, slightly warm thigh. She had told me that one way or another I would have what I always wanted before the night was over. Stroking her leg, I realized what she had meant.
We had been fucking each other ever since she had taken me out of the Coalition training center when she had made her escape. It had been almost eight months, and we had been on the move ever since. In all that time, I had parted her legs, she had sat on me, she had ridden, and I had even folded her ankles up next to her head that very night and pounded her till she screamed out the strongest orgasm she had ever had. But she had never let me take her from behind. She knew how much I loved her shapely bottom, she always wore just what I liked, tight pants and jeans and skirts and strutted around so I look as much as I wanted. She would sit on my lap after our showers, let me feel the contrast of her cool firm bottom and her soft steamy sex.
“We’ll save that for your sixteenth birthday,” she had said every time I asked for it that way. “That’s special. That’s my favorite position, and I want the occasion to be special.”
But my Sixteenth was still three weeks away, and Rexxa wasn’t going to be giving me anything. But I realized that she had chose her way to go; the DeathGirl might have filled her breasts and belly with bullets, but Rexxa had called for me as she died, and presented me with an early birthday gift. I looked at the ruin that had been done to the perfect body. I fondled her tits, ignoring the blood that still oozed from the wounds in each one. I ran my hand down her body until my fingers were playing in her slit. It was much cooler than it had been a half hour before, but like the DeathGirl had said, quite slick.
I turned her back up on her side and walked around the bed. Rexxa’s eyes were open and glazed, her full lips slightly parted. I pressed my rock hard dick against the soft bud of her mouth and it opened laxly to accept me. She always loved sucking me off. But I only slid a few thrusts into that moist cavern.
For some reason I knew I should be sad, but life in and around the Coalition was like that, short and often violent. Rexxa was still just as sexy dead as she had been alive.
I took the pillows from the top of the bed and turned Rexxa onto her belly again. It was no trouble to drape her over the edge of the bed and put the pillows under her hips. I was breathing hard as I stood behind her and teased at the opening of her pussy with the tip of my cock. She was so still and inviting and I slid myself deep into her. It was cool and tight and just as I had always known the feeling of her bottom against by belly as I sank my dick into her again and again was driving me wild. I thrust harder and harder; she would have loved the rawness of it. I couldn’t help thinking of all the times we could have done it this way, with her pussy still warm and clutching. I pulled her hips back hard and shot what felt to be a gallon of cum into her dead snatch. She would have loved that too, she always loved the feeling of being full of my seed. The Coalition had sterilized her, of course, so nothing could ever come of the repeated plantings, but she had always teasingly told me that she loved have a bit of me inside her all the time.
“Thanks Rexxa,” I said as I pulled out of my sister’s dead pussy. I gave her a hard slap on the ass. “That was a great gift.”