Posted by TLeg Man on March 23, 2002 at 09:13:59:
Author: TLeg Man
Authors Note: The story you are about to read is fantasy fiction.
The events never happened and are only a product of
my sometimes vivid imagination.
Accidental Death, "Pretend" Necro, Actual Necro
Part I: Hospital Morgue
Picture this! You've just come on duty as the night shift morgue attendant.
The phone rings; they have a client for you that was DOA at the emergency
room. You arrive at the elevator and take possession of the body and roll
it into the morgue. You roll the gurney up next to one of the stainless steel
tables and remove the sheet. Imagine the shock as you are staring at an
incredibly beautiful woman! She is tall and well tanned with shoulder length
dark brown hair with soft curled ends and clad in a tight royal blue v-neck
sweater that accentuates her well endowed breasts, a black pleated short
miniskirt, sheer stockings that cover her long luscious legs and black leather
classic pump hi heels. Her long finger nails are polished darkcherry red.
You think she looks like an actress you've seen in a movie; it takes you a
minute for it to come to you. She resembles Linda Fiorentino; the beautiful,
tall, leggy brunette morgue attendant in "Men In Black" who became Will Smoth's
partner at the end. Only this woman is even more beautiful. You take another
moment for the lust inside you to build. You then pick up the purse beside her
on the gurney and find a billfold inside that identifies her as Michelle Marsten,
28 yrs old, and a picture of 2 school age children is visible. Flipping it over
you see a picture of Michelle in an embrace with a tall dark haired man. You
glance at her hand that is folded across her chest and note the diamond
engagement ring and wedding band on her finger. At this point you become a little
sad. What a pity! But his loss is your gain. You replace the billfold in the purse
and place both in a plastic bag. Grasping the lovely soccer mom under her armpits;
you transfer her fresh corpse from the gurney to the stainless steel table. You
look at her more closely and the only visible trauma is to the left side of her
head; a small stream of congealed blood from her left nostril, left ear and the
left side of her mouth. You remove her jewelry; first the small pierced earrings,
then her pendant necklace and you lift her cold hand and remove her watch and rings;
placing all of them in a plastic bag. You grasp each stocking clad foot and remove
her hi heels and place each open shoe to your nostrils and inhale the aroma
combination of her shoes, stockings and feet. Your manhood is getting harder by
the minute. Placing the shoes in a plastic bag; you lift her tight sweater and
then the black camisole underneath ;pull them up until her breasts clad in a
lacey black bra are exposed. Grabbing her hands; you sit her up and pull the sweater
and camisole off over her head and reach behind and unsnap the bra before lowering
her back on the table. Grabbing the straps; you pull the bra off her breasts and
arms and lay it aside. There before you is one of the most magnificent sets of
tits you've ever seen; not huge but incredibly firm and sticking straight up.
Your gloved hands reach out and grab them and give them a gentle squeeze that
sends a shudder of pleasure through you body. You feel a drop of precum leaking
from you long hard dick. You pry you hands away and unsnap and unzip her miniskirt
and pull it and her black halfslip down over her shapely hips and off over her feet.
You grow more excited by the minute. This beautiful corpse is now clad in only her
black lace french cut panties and lace topped thigh high stockings. Your fingers grasp
the hem of her panties and pull them down off her hips, legs and feet. You place them
to your nose and inhale the heavenly aroma of her crotch. This make you want to
smell the real things so you spread her long lovely legs apart to have a better
look and you crawl up between them from the foot end of the table. You are now
staring at the fully open outer pussy lips and partially open inner lips with a
patch of well manicured brown pubic hair above her slit. The sexy aroma of her
pussy is driving you wild. You want to have her so bad. You haven't had any pussy, a
live or dead, in a while. You wonder when was the last time her husband fucked
this beautuful lady. So why shouldn't you have her? She's not going to refuse and
dead women tell no tales.
Your lust wins out. You decide that you want to fuck her with her hi heels on
and so you retrieve them and place them on her stocking clad feet. You lock
the door entering the morgue and scoop the dark haired beauty in your arms
and carry her corpse to a small room in the corner with a bed in it. You
place her gently on the bed arranging her arms to her side and spreading
her shapely tanned legs and thighs apart. You remove your gloves and lab
coat and all the rest of your clothes and shoes wind up in a pile in the
floor so you are now standing there completely naked with a long hard throbbing
penis. Your fingers open the eyelids of your soon-to-be necrolover and you
observe her beautiful dark brown glassy eyes staring straight out into space.
You crawl onto the bed from the foot end; your fingers spread wide her inner
pussy lips and you bury your tongue inside the cool clammy crevice and you suck,
lick and lubricate her cunt to your hearts desire. Your hands rub the stocking
clad thighs and then you massage her sexy breasts as your tongue continues to
lubricate her. You decide you can't wait any longer so you position your body
with your hot rod at the opening to her slit and slowly grind your meat into
her pussy hole. You now begin to stroke and pump the beautiful corpse as you
look into her lifeless eyes. Her nipples and aureola sway as you increase your
tempo. She is pretty tight for a woman with 2 children. Your turn your head and
watch your prick as you stroke in and out of her pussy. You gaze at her long legs
and down to her hi heels. You need to fill her full of your cum. It is feeling so
good! You pound your dick hard and deep with each stroke. You think about how
you would have liked to have fucked Michelle Marsten when she was alive. You
bend your neck and kiss and suck her nipples as you continue to pump her
delicious cunt. You feel your seed burning inside you as bury your dick as
deep as possible and grind your self against her clitoris and feel the onset
of a powerful orgasm. Your organ erupts globs of hot sticky cum and you moan
with extasy. You have the urge to keep pumping and you do so until you're
finished cumming. You could almost swear that you feel her dead pussy pulsing
and contracting around your rod. Your penis is throbbing but it is a good throb.
You're almost dizzy; it was that good! You almost doze off on top of her but
suddenly you hear the phone ring.
You withdraw from her and run and answer it. Another body being brought down
so you dress quickly and go to the elevator to retrieve it. Returning to the
morgue you relock the door and remove the sheet from the corpse and observe
that is a very elderly woman. Quite a contrast to the luscious soccer mom you
have in the next room. You return to her and see your cum leaking from her
well filled hole onto the bed. You look at her and say aloud "Michelle Marsten;
your body is M'mm M'mm good. Even indescribably delicious; I would say".
Of course she doesn't answer and keeps staring into space. Time to get to
work though. You pick the lovely corpse up and carry her back to the stainless
steel table. You now remove her hi heels and slowly roll her stockings down
the shapely legs and remove them. You notice her toenails painted the same
cherry red as her finernails. You suck on her toes for a few moments and
then you place her stockings to your nostrils and inhale the aroma. You're
turned on by the smell of nylons and how they feel to your hands. But enough
fun. Back to work. You clean the congealed blood from her face with soap and
warm water and now spray the rest of her corpse with warm water and soap before
inserting the nozzle into her sticky pussy and washing as much of your sticky
cum down the drain as possible. You rinse her again with warm water and then
towel her dry. You again think what a shame that a woman with as beautiful
body as this one is dead but you're glad you got a chance to screw her. If it
hadn't been you; somebody else would probably have done it. Oh well; you open
a drawer, place her in it and cover her. You call the funeral home listed on
the paperwork and leave a message that the family of Michelle Marsten has
requested their services. You know that her corpse will chill overnight
until the funeral home receives the message the next morning and comes to
retrieve her. You return to your other client.
Part II: The Marsten Home
Picture This! You're Michelle Marsten's husband Brad. It's almost 3Am and
you're in bed trying to catch a little sleep. The bed's so empty without
Michelle. You recall with almost disbelief about 7Pm last evening at your
son's basketball game when you heard there had been a car accident down
the street and you found out it was Michelle. She had been on her way
from work to the game. You ran up the street and got close enough to
see her in the van before you were restrained. Your mother-in-law went
home with you to help with the children. They had just cried themselves
to sleep about an hour ago. You don't know how you're going to survive
without Michelle. Your thoughts drift back to to when you met Michelle
12 years ago. It was the
first day of your sophomore year. You walk into Geometry class and there
in front of you is this beautiful, tall leggy brunette with prominent tits.
You strike up a conversation with her and get up the courage to ask her for
a date. You're thrilled when she accepts and the two of you were inseparable
from that day on. You find out that the guys at school refer
to Michelle as "Thunder Tits". On your third date with Michelle; you ask
her which movie she wants to see. Suprisingly; she picks a strangler movie
that you've heard is not for the squeamish. During the movie you notice
that she is smiling and on the edge of her seat each time a young lady
is erotically strangled in the film. You discover that she is turned on
by erotic death; especially stranglings. Your relationship blossoms and
you become engaged and subsequently marry during your sophomore year in
college. You doze for a little bit and then awaken with Michelle still on
your mind.
You remember 3 weeks ago on Valentine's day which also is your wedding
anniversary. You had been called out
of town 2 days before for an emergency set of business meetings to discuss
problems on the west coast. That sure
screwed up what you wanted to plan for your anniversary; not knowing if
you'd be home that day or not. Early in the
day you were able to wrap things up. You called Michelle; she was
ecstatically happy and would meet you at the airport.
You arrive that evening about 7. Michelle is there waiting in the car.
You get in on the passenger side and give her
a volumptuous kiss and start apologizing. She puts her finger over your
mouth and tells you it's OK. It's then that
you notice she's wearing a trenchcoat with dark hose and black hi-heels.
At this point she open's the trenchcoat to
show you that the only thing she's wearing are the barely black thigh-hi's
and hi heels. Her tits are perky as usual.
You cop a fell of her tits, her soft bush and her luscious thighs as she
pulls out of the airport parking garage.
She tells you that she's got a special evening planned. Just sit back and
enjoy it. She drives you to luxury hotel
downdown and takes you up to one of the penthouse suites. Going inside; she
takes you into the bedroom. You grab her
and hug her lifting her off the floor. After a long embrace; she sits you
down on the bed and slowly undresses you.
Her hands feel so good on your body. You feel the tension start to loosen
from the hurried day and the long flight.
Your lovely wife kneels on the floor between your legs and takes your
partially erect penis in her hand and begins to
stroke it slowly and gently. It hardens and lengthens rapidly and soon she
begins to lick first the head and then the
shaft and to suck your balls. She's driving you wild as she returns to the
head and goes down on it with her sexy
mouth. She drives your stiff dick deep into her throat as one of her hands
caress your thighs. Wow! What a homecoming!
She alternates sucking you and stroking your rod with her hand until she knows
your close to cumming. She then
caresses your balls with one hand while her lips close tightly around your rod.
At this point; you look into her
beautiful brown eyes as your semen erupts into her mouth. She removes her mouth
from your dick as it continues to
spurt your cum and take it into her hand again until you've shot your wad.
Michelle then licks her lips and crawls up beside you and you hold her close.
After a few minutes; Michelle crawl off the bed and tells you this evening is
just beginning. She picks up a robe,
hands it to you and tells you to take a relaxing shower, then dress in the
robe and let her know before you are
ready to come out. You cheerfully comply and when you return; she
leads you into the candlelit dining room and sits
you at a table for two. You sit there gleaming as she serves your
favorite steak dinner wonderfully prepared
complete with your favorite wine. It's just like a second honey
moon as the two of you passionately gaze at each
other during dinner. After dinner Michelle excuses herself to the
bedroom and asks you to wait until she calls
before entering. Again you gladly comply and when you enter the
bedroom; Michelle is lying across the bed in the
lacy white knee-length dress, white stockings and white heels she
wore for your wedding. The only difference is that
Michelle has a red scarf tied aroound her lovely neck. It's been a
real turn-on for both of over the years for
Michelle to pretend she's been strangled with you finding her,
stripping her and fucking her delicious "corpse".
She's excellent as a pretend "necrolover". You enter the room and
crawl onto the bed. You feel precum drip from
your excited stiff rod. You give Michelle a soft gentle kiss on the
lips and slowly gently lift her to remove her
dress. You've gotten good at this over the years. With her dress
removed; Michelle is now clad in her strapless
white bra and lacy white panties with white lacy thigh-hi's
covering her shapely long legs. Your hands slowly
unsnap the clasps on the center front of the bra and you pull
the cups aside releasing her marvelous "Thunder
Tits". You grasp them gently with your hands and you feel your
penis tingle with delight. You suck each excited
nipple for a few minutes before leaving them. Your hands grasp
the waistband of Michelle's panties and you
slowly pull them down over her hips and off over her feet. You
smell her scent on the crotch before discarding
the panties. Positioning the "corpse" with her lovely legs spread;
your hands caress her neatly manicured bush
before your finger starts to caress her clitoris. You feel the
hot wetness of her womanhood as your tongue
enters her pussy and you taste her delicious juices. You now
insert your finger slowly but deeply and pump it
in and out a few times before deciding she's ready. You mount
your "dead" wife and pump her slowly but
passionately as your fingers caress her "Thunder Tits" and
luscious thighs. She is as lovely as the day you
married her. You look at her closed eyes and the red scarf as
you softly kiss her lips and each side of her
neck. As usual Michelle is having trouble remaining "dead" at
this point. Her body is betraying her. You
grind your hard dick against her clitoris as Michelle's
beautiful brown eyes suddenly open and you feel her
"dead" pussy quiver from the onset of a powerful orgasm.
At that moment; your excited organ shoots her full
of your hot gooey seed. Michelle grabs you, moans softly
and holds you tight as her well-lubed pussy continues
to pulsate as if to squeeze the last drop of cum from you.
You withdraw from her and lay beside her with
your bodies entwined as you kiss and then drift off to sleep.
You awake late the next morning and spend the
rest of the day in bed pleasing each other. What a weekend!
But now your thoughts are jolted back to reality. This is
no pretend. Your lovely wife is really dead.
It's somewhat ironic that she loved to play dead. You
wonder if she suffered; you hope she didn't.
You think about how your two young children will cope
with the loss of their wonderful mom.
You wish you could hold her right now but you know
that's not possible. You think about the funeral
arrangements and then finally drift off to sleep for a few hours.
Part III : Funeral Home
Picture This! You're the owner and operator of Woodlawn
Funeral Service. You just checked the answering machine
as you walked in the door this morning and listened to
a message from local hospital morgue that the family of
Michelle Marsten has requested your services to handle
her funeral arrrangements. You get the hearse ready and
head toward the hospital.
As you drive along you think about Michelle. You've known
her and her family for at least a dozen years. They lived
just down the street from you for several years. You
remember how Michelle looked as a 18 year old in a bikini.
What a body even then; tall, tanned with curves in all the
right places. You recall the last time you saw her was about
6 weeks ago at her grandmother's funeral. She was
deliciously dressed in a black mini skirt with matching
black jacket and white blouse and barely black sheer
stockings and black hi-heels. What a babe! She looked so
beautiful and very fuckable and so full of life as you stood
in your usual place in the corner and lusted after her sexy
body. You arrive at the hospital morgue and load the body bag
containing Michelle Marsten's corpse in the hearse and start
back to the funeral home. You can hardly wait to see her naked
body, feel her, fuck her and what ever else you can think of.
You think a moment of her husband Brad. You remember they were
high school sweethearts and married during their second year of
college. You'll need to call him concerning the arrangements but
you won't be in a big hurry; you'll have to check Michelle out
first. You arrive back at the funeral home and unload the gurney
containing the body bag; roll it into the prep room and unzip
the bag; letting it fall to the side.
You are not disappointed; there in front of you is quite probably
the most beautiful corpse you have ever seen. Her shoulder
length dark brown hair, her firm perky breasts, such flawless
tanned flesh and her long legs captivate you and you stand there
for a moment salivating. After a moment; your fingers open her
lifeless brown eyes and you plant a quick kiss on her parted red
lips. You unzip and drop your pants and remove your undershorts
and release your aching cock. You take Michelle's cold stiffening
right hand and place it around your erect organ and say" I've got
something for you Michelle that's just your size". With your
other hand you squeeze first one of her perfect tits and then
the other. Mighty fine! You now turn the luscious corpse over
on her stomach and admire her shapely ass. You run your hand
through her crack; it feels so soft. You decide you want to
fuck her in the ass first. You swing the corpse around until
her legs are off one side of the gurney and her feet are touching
the floor while her head and breasts are swinging off the other
side. You place a glob of KY Jelly on the head of your long hard
rod and walk up behind Michelle's corpse; part her curvaceous ass
cheeks and thrust inside her and pound your big dick up her luscious
rump. You wonder if Michelle allowed her husband to have her this way
or if this is a virgin asshole that you're fucking. You lean across
her back and grab her luscious tits with your hands and continue to
pound your meat into her. You feel your orgasm start to build and
you thrust deep as your cock erupts and fills Michelle's lovely
asshole with your hot sticky cum. You feel your rod still pulsing
as you squeeze your necrolover tight. You then withdraw from her
ass and pick her up and place her on the prep table with her feet
just off the end. You walk around to the end of the table and place
your cock between her cold feet and squeeze her feet against it as
you thrust. But you stop abruptly as the phone rings; it's Brad Marsten
calling about his wife's arrangements. Normally you'd would be calling
him. He asks to come to there to discuss arrangements. You hang up
the phone; clean yourself up and set about making sure Michelle is
presentable to her husband if her asks to see her. You've got a
feeling that he will. You wash your cum off her feet and then
turn her over on her side and stick the nozzle of the hose up
her ass and flush her until the water is clear. You then dry
her off; turn her on her back again, place her hands across
her chest and cover her with a sheet.
Brad Marsten arrives and you let him in. You express your deepest
sympathy as you direct him into the office to discuss
the arrangements. Brad wants an open casket so the lovely Michelle
will be embalmed. It is decided that the funeral will
be on Monday at 11:00 AM and the receiving of friends/viewing
will be on Sunday Evening from 6:30 until 8:30. You then
direct Brad to the casket selection room and he picks out a
beautiful silver gray casket. You and Brad agree that he
will bring Michelle's funeral garments, makeup/lipstick and a
glamour photo of her there tomorrow morning (Sunday) around 9AM.
Brad then let's you know that he has several requests. First; he'd
like to see Michelle now and have a little time
alone with her corpse. Second; when he brings her burial outfit;
he'd like to be the one that dresses her. Third;
he'd like for the bottom lid to be left open until time for burial.
You indicate that while a couple of his requests
are a little unusual; you will grant them. You figure that's the
least you can do considering what he's going through.
You take Brad through the double doors into the prep room where
Michelle's sheet covered corpse lies on the prep
table. You slide the sheet down to the top of Michelle's buxom
breasts and you see the pain, undying love and also
the lust in her husband's eyes. You tell him to stay as long as
he wants and that you will be in you office when he
is finished. You've allowed private viewings many times before
when you felt you could trust the viewer not to
broadcast it. You lock the outside door, ensure the answering
machine is turned on and return to your office and close
and lock the door before sitting in your desk chair and opening
the cabinet beside you. You turn on the monitor
and adjust the picture of Brad Marsten standing beside his wife's
corpse just before you see him lean over and kiss
her lovingly on the lips. You hear him softly say "I love you so
much Michelle and I want to love your beautiful
body one more time even though you're dead. You're so beautiful baby".
You think, "Dam; this could get interesting.
Your eyes follow his hands as he removes the sheet from the love
of his life and lifts her head and shoulders and hugs her cold body.
You see his fingers fondle her breasts and then move down her tanned
abdomen and brush her small soft bush before caressing her shapely
thighs. At this point; you see his middle finger slowly enter her
slit and slide inside her cold dead vagina. You find yourself
getting aroused. Your view shows Brad lay his lovely wife back
on the table and spread her long
shapely legs before burying his face into her cold dead cunt.
You watch, getting more aroused all the while, as
he eats her pussy and then as he gets up, takes off his pants
and mounts his beautiful dead wife and lovingly
fucks her corpse until you see him quiver as an orgasm
overtakes him. You're so excited you can hardly stand it.
After filling his lovely Michelle full of hot cum for the last
time; you see her husband withdraw and get his pants
back on before holding her stiffening hand and kissing her
cherry red lips. He then whispers "I'm so sorry you're
dead; I love you more than life itself". At this point he
looks around and gets some soft paper towels from the sink
nearby. With them you see him spread her pussy lips and wipe
as much goo as he can from her cummy pussy before wiping
up what had dripped on the table. Your eyes observe Brad
position Michelle as close as possible to the way you had
laid her and then stare at her a moment before covering her up.
You see him start to leave the room and stop the VCR and
close the doors to hide the monitor. After seeing Brad
out; you return to the prep room and uncover Michelle.
You're still excited from seeing her husband screwing her
and besides he's got her lubed up for you. You shed your
pants, your erect prick is ready for this lovely soccer
mom's dead cummy pussy so you waste no time crawling between
her legs and sticking it in her. Her firm tits
sway as you hunch her and then ejaculate your sticky hot
semen deep into her lovely cunt hole. You withdraw
and replace your pants. You gaze at the best piece of ass
you have ever laid eyes on or screwed. She is the
picture of elegant loveliness. But now you have to go to
work. You set up to start the embalming. You make the
incisions in the lovely neck and commence the pump and
drain. Meanwhile; you wash globs of semen from Michelle's
pussy until the water draining is clear. You insert the
tube up inside the vaginal canal until it is resting
against the cervix and the plugged end barely protrudes
from the outer lips of the vagina. You suture the
outer vaginal lips tightly around the tube and seal the
crevice with glue. Having finshed the pump and drain;
you seal the incisions in the neck and turn the lovely
corpse over on her stomach to install the rectal tube.
You slide in the length of tube until the plugged end is
barely sticking out between the soft ass cheeks. A little
glue around the tube and her rectum is sealed. You now
turn Michelle over so she is lying on her back and open
her mouth and force a plug down her lovely throat before
sealing and closing her sexy mouth. Next the insect spray
soaked cotton balls are inserted and packed deep into each
nostril. Now you open the lifeless eyelids revealing
those beautiful but glassy brown eyes. You pop the eyeballs
out and detach each one and replace them with oval
inserts before sealing the eyelids shut. The embalming of
beautiful soccer mom Michelle Marsten is complete.
All her lovely orifices are sealed. You transfer her to the
cooler until tomorrow morning when her brings her
things. You lock up and go home for the night.
The next morning you awaken thinking about Michelle. You
arrive at the funeral home around 7Am and immediately
take Michelle's embalmed corpse out of the cooler and uncover
it. You're horny for her but all her orifices are
closed and sealed. Not to be denied; you remove your pants
and shorts and crawl up on the table with her and straddle
her cool lean abdomen and position your erect prick between
the sexy tits and grasp her tits and squeeze them
against your rod. You pump your long, hard rod between her
delicious mammaries. You feel the cold dead flesh
tightly against your hot rod. Ooh, it feels so good! Your
orgasm comes quickly and you shoot globs of sticky
cum all over the corpse's lovely chest. Mighty fine! You
crawl down from the table, replace your pants and
then get a warm cloth and wash your cum from Michelle's
chest, dry her and cover her with a sheet. You've
several things to do before her husband arrives at 9 AM
with her clothes.
At a few minutes before 9 Brad Marsten arrives with
Michelle's funeral garments and you let him in and lead
him to the prep room. You uncover his lovely wife's embalmed
corpse and ask him if he needs any further help
from you at this time. You tell him you will be in your
office when he has finshed dressing her and leave the
room. You enter you office; turn on the monitor showing
the prep room and start the tape. You watch as Brad
lovingly holds Michelle's hand, gives her a short but
passionate kiss on the lips and says "I Love you Michelle,
I wish there was someway I could keep you." You watch
Brad then pick up a pair of red lacy french cut panties,
slide them on over her sexy feet and then up her long
legs. You see him stop and stare at Michelle's plugged vagina,
You observe him reach down and lightly kiss her brown
bush before sliding the panties up over his wife's
shapely hips and into place. You now view him kiss the
nipple of each luscious breast before placing a red lacy
stapless bra in place over each mouth watering tit and
lifting Michelle to strap it in place. Your cock is
getting mighty uncomfortable in your pants as you watch
him roll a pair of long, sheer barely there thigh hi
stockings with lace tops up
his dead wife's long, curvaceous, tanned legs. You see
him now sit lovely Michelle up and watch as he hugs her
tightly for a few moments before placing the opening of
a red v-neck sweater over her head and arms and pulling
it down into place before slowly lowering her back prone
on the table. From your vantage point; you lustfully
watch him slide the black minishirt
over her feet and legs and maneuver it over the shapely
thighs before snapping/zipping it. You watch Brad lovingly
kiss the stocking clad feet before placing a pair of red
heels on her feet. You see Brad lift Michelle's head
and arrange her shoulder-length hair to place a pendant
necklace around the lovely neck and then attach a matching
pair of earrings to her earlobes. This has gotten you so
excited you're wiggling in your chair as you see him close
the garment bags and start out the door. You quickly turn
off the vcr and monitor, close the cabinet door and
unlock the office door just before Brad knocks to indicate
he's finshed. You both return to the prep room and you
compliment Brad on his choice of funeral attire for his wife.
You take the Glamour photo of Michelle and start
the application of makeup, blush, eyeshadow and eyeliner to
make her look like the photo. You touch up the cherry
red lipstick on her cold dead lips. You now brush and
style her shoulder length brown hair. Now you step back to
have a look. Truly a very beautiful corpse ready for
viewing. With a tear in his eye; you get a nod of approval
from Brad. You ask Brad if he would like to carry
Michelle's corpse to her coffin and of course he says yes.
You accompany Brad as he carries his lovely wife for
the last time and direct him to the open casket in
the viewing
room where Michelle will "lay a corpse". After Brad
lowers her into the casket; you arrange her with those
luscious long legs together, her hands across her
abdomen and her head on the pillow. Brad compliments you on
how beautiful his wife looks and you note to him that
you had a most beautiful lady to work with. You see him
out and then set about your other work for the day.
At about 6:30 that evening the guests start to arrive for
Michelle Marsten's viewing. You stand at your usual place
in the corner to check out any of the sexy females you can
see. You lust at Michelle's older sister Vickie; quite
lovely in short black dress and black heels and her
younger stunning blonde cousin Chrissy clad in a dark blue
business suit, white blouse and black heels. Through the
evening you see a number of beautiful women you'd like
to fuck either alive or dead. You also notice several young
men who've been in the viewing line several times who
leave the room and return 10 or 15 minutes later. You know
what they're thinking and doing. Can you blame them with
the most beautiful piece of female flesh lying there in the
casket for them to lust after? They'd like to do more than
lust. You get numerous compliments throughout the evening
on how lovely Michelle Marsten looks and how she looks
as though she's only sleeping and not dead at all. As
the viewing ends you see the family out, lock up and
return to Michelle. Your penis is at full alert as you
touch her face. You pull out your rod and begin to masturbate
standing beside the casket.
As you get close to orgasm you pull off one of Michelle's
red high heels and your cock erupts into the shoe.
Once you've finished you wipe most of the cum from the
shoe and place it back on her foot. Your lust satisfied
once more; you lock up and leave for the night.
Part IV: Funeral/Conclusion
On Monday at 11Am; a lovely funeral service was held for
Mrs. Michelle Marsten. The First Presbyterian Church
Sanctuary was packed. Her husband Brad placed a red rose
in her hand and kissed her on the lips just before the
casket was closed for the last time. Michelle's beautiful
body was laid to rest for eternity in the church cemetary.
THE END
AUTHOR: TLeg Man