Posted by Davros on December 22, 1998 at 22:12:53:
My name isn't important, and I look like an average guy in his late 20's. I'm in the queue to the nightclub, it's the club in the back of the large car-park surrounded by shops.
Like the other guys in the line I'm single and looking for a girl. Like the other guys I have a plan to get a girl. Unlike the others though I have a capped syringe full of phenol-barbitone in my pocket.
I stole a bottle of the green dream when I was 16 and doing work experience for a vet. It's normally used to put down animals. I use it to gain possession of a girl's body. When injected it takes a few seconds and the girl quickly slips into unconsciousness before her heart stops. Then I own the undamaged girl. And she is mine to do as I please. I don't even have to buy her a drink.
I get into the club and look around, the place is packed with girls drinking, dancing, laughing and having a good time. If all goes well, one of them will be mine.
Hanging near the door I overhear a conversation, one of the girls is catching a train home. Here is my chance. Near the train ramp is some bushes and a carpark. Quickly I leave the club first, so when the security tapes are checked I will not be a main suspect.
I walk to the bushes and see nobody is looking, I hide and I wait.…….
About 10 minutes later my patience is rewarded. The lone figure of a girl approaches. It is amazing how many times I have not had the chance to kill, someone or something always turns up at the wrong time. But tonight she is alone.
She is stunning, she is slim with pert size c breasts and is wearing a black midriff top exposing her navel. Back at the club I noticed a gold ring in it.
She has blonde shoulder length hair and is wearing a pair of white denim jeans with the fly buttons on the outside, and black sandals. She looks to be 21 years old.
I have the needle ready. Nobody is in the vicinity as she passes by I leap from behind the bushes and put my left arm over her shoulder and my left hand on her mouth. With my right hand I push the syringe into her buttocks and press the plunger. There is no turning back.
I tried to reassure her "Shhh baby, it'll be over soon, its OK honey just relax and don't worry, its allright."
She struggled against me, her delicious body pushing back and writhing in fear, not pain.
After about 10 seconds her struggles grew weaker and I pulled her back into the bushes. I sat down, my hand still on her mouth reassuring her gently, like a father to a child. Soon, her struggles grew so soft and her eyes closed and she went limp like a rag doll. It had taken 30 seconds, and this gorgeous girl was mine.
Gently I lay her down on her back and then casually walked from the bushes like I had just peed in there. Nobody saw and I went to get my car from the car park. What pleasures awaited me tonight, and I didn't even know her name.
I drove my car to the edge of the bushes and when I was sure I was alone I popped the car boot and went to get my girl. I lifted her gently with arms under her knees and shoulders and walked to the car boot. I lay her down and closed the boot. Casually I got in the car and drove home.
When I got there I pulled down the roller door and opened the boot. My girl had now been dead for about 15 minutes. I pulled her from the boot and in a semi heimlich grip, dragged her body to the door and into my house. I then dragged her to the bedroom where fantasy was to meet with relity.
Laying her on the bed I admired her perfection. I rolled her onto her tummy and felt her firm young buttocks. I undressed and set up my video camera, I wanted to record everything, she would be tape number 5.
I rolled her onto her back again and grew hard at the way her arms flopped. I opened her green eyes and saw they were still glassy. I gently brushed the hair from her face and softly kissed her dead lips. I opened her jaw a little and my tongue found her warm dead tongue and flitted it around her mouth.
I moved down and kissed her warm dead belly button, and opened the buttons on her jeans, she wore plain dark blue cotton knickers underneath. I removed her shoes and I slid the jeans from her warm long dead legs. God she was perfect. I put my hand under her back and lifted her up. I slid her top off her and exposed her push up lacy bra with those gorgeous little tittties. I removed her bra and with my arm around her back I supported and cradled her head like you would a babies.
I kissed her again while my hand moved from her soft warm breasts, down her tummy, holding the womb that would never bear a child, to the top of her underwear. She didn't kiss back and as I breathed in her still mouth I heard the hollow sound like a sea shell. Because her lips were dead and slack I coudnt form a seal when kissing her lucious face. But this turned me on more.
I gently lay her on her back and slid my hand under the top of her knickers to her warm dead vagina.
I then moved down, kissing her breasts and tummy before sliding her undies down and off her. This blonde goddess was now naked.
She had a nicely shaved blonde pubic bush and it wasn't too hairy. I could easily see her labia and little clitoris.
I gently opened her loose but firmly muscled young legs and licked her inner thighs, slowly getting closer to her vagina. Even though she was dead, I treated her like a lady and used foreplay.
I finally got to the vagina and was pleased she didn't pee herself in death. I licked her vulva and around her vag until it was warm pink and well lubricated on the outside.
I put some lube on my penis as dead girls don't lubricate themselves. I opened her legs a little more and lay on top of her, My penis found her vaginal entrance and I slid into her. Ahhhhhhh the feeling of entry. How many guys at the club wanted her, now she was mine.
I started to rhythmically pump life into her dead body, I gave warmth to her cooling corpse. I kissed her face and mouth as I started to pump harder and harder. I spoke to her gently and told her I loved her, though I knew it was lust. I pushed myself up like I was doing a push up as I pumped her dead pussy. I watched her dead titties wobble and her face nod in rhythm. Her head started to turn to an awkward angle and I gently adjusted it.
I massaged her breasts as I kept screwing her dead little body. I was nearing orgasm I lay on top and got one floppy left arm and draped it over my back. My young lovers dead caress felt light as her fingers softly touched my back. I held her head as I suddenly exploded into her unresponsive little body.
Her dead expression never changed and she stared into the eyes of her killer as I pumped her so hard, til exhausted I collapsed ontop of her.
I lay down beside her and grew hard again after 10 minutes. My girl had been dead for over half an hour and was starting to cool. Her pretty green eyes were glazing a little and I closed them with a kiss.
She was still limp, and I rolled her onto her back and proceeded gently to make love to her in many positions until she became cold and stiff. Then before she stiffened to much I would lay her on her back, arms by her sides and legs open.
I would spend the night with her in my bed, using her cool breasts as a pillow. In the morning I would lay ontop of her cold but beautiful body, dead now for about 8 hours, and make love to her one more time.Then, I would take her out to sea on my boat and dump her weighted body in the deep trench off the coast.