DEATH IN THE OUTDOORS
Posted by Barbanne on August 01, 2006 at 23:12:26:
DEATH IN THE OUTDOORS
OR ON BEING DEAD IN A FOREST
"Erkkkkk, erkkkkk, erkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.............................."
"Acchhh, acchhh, acchhhhhhh..........................................................."
Hands, big hands, strong hands, big strong hands, clamped around my throat like steel bands.
Errhhhh, erhhhh, erhhhhhhhhh, erh, erh, erh..............."
Breath coming in short sharp spurts through an almost closed airway.
Eeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." a long strangled gasp.
His body covered mine, his hands gripped my throat, I could feel his rigid arousal pressing into my tummy.
I could smell his breath, feel his maleness, see his face magnified in my fading vision. Feel his hands crushing my slender neck, bruising my pale flesh, squeezing me into death.
My tongue waggled in my mouth emitting a soft ululating cry.
My eyes rolled back and with a big gusty sigh the last of my wind belched out and my tongue floppped out and I went limp underneath him, limp and dead.
His erection was urgent and painful and he tore at the silly, short, very short, sexy denim cutoffs I wore, popping their studs and yanking them and my panties down around my knees. He shoved my tee shirt up exposing my breasts. His engorged cock plunged into my suddenly slack, slack and dead cunt and he pumped himself to a violent ejaculation.
My corpse jiggled below him, tits wobbling helplessly.
As he withdrew his cock it leaked spent cum and the sticky white goop matted my pubic hair.
He dragged my shorts and panties down and off completely and ripped my tee shirt off. I had been wearing no bra and my pale white body was nude except for short pink socks and cheap blue and white trainers from Big W.
Grabbing me under the armpits he dragged me over under the pine trees, my cheap trainer clad heels scoring tiny runnels through the damp leaf litter, and dumped my body unceremoniously next to where Cassie lay. Her death had preceded mine by a few minutes. There we lay to all intents and purposes both pretty much naked, my breasts and belly smeared with dirt, drying cum glueing up my pubics, ants crawling across my skin, damp wet leaf mould rotting under my back and legs and outstretched arms and sticks and stones prodding into my bum and itty bitty leaves caught in my hair.
That was me, ruined, wrecked, done for, cactus, bought the farm, cashed my ticket, you know....dead.
Dead and totally humiliated.
Lying naked amongst the detritus of the forest floor, little bits of organic stuff in my hair and mingled with stiffening cum in my pubes, smeared with dirt and mud and greenish leafy slime and being prodded in the back and bum and stuff with tiny sharp stones and twiggy things, my arms outflung and my legs spread and my head back, neck exposed and red raw and bruised from being strangled viciously, only some cheap grubby trainers and dinky pink ankle socks between me and utter nudity, my mouth gaping open ready to swallow nits, my tongue flopped out on one side, my nose snotty and only the whites of my eyes showing kinda scarily from under half shut eyelids, my make-up smeared and smudged. A real mess, that was me, a real mess.
You'd think I wasn't all that attractive stretched out all grotty and yicky like, exposed and helpless, completely vulnerable and dead as a doornail.
But I must have appealed to this necrophile.
His erection was massive, urgent, needily quivering on the verge of explosiveness.
He fucked me hard, battering my body into the carpet of leaves.
Then he took Cassie.
After that he took turns using me and Cassie.
Using our limped out bodies for sex. Violating us, driving his cock in, screwing, raping our defencelessness.
Using us, using us, USING ME!!!!!!
I love this game.
Actually the sex was OK, but way better in my mind than in reality.
Then we went home.
Whew Cassie and I needed a bath.
"Hmmmmnnn, now maybe she'd like to kill me and use me. In the bath, that'd be nice, I'd like that.