Quick Kill Chronicles: Marta


Posted by Vanessa on June 16, 2005 at 08:58:49:

Quick Kill Chronicles: Marta
By: Vanessa Feathertree

I didn’t know how long I’d be waiting. Marta was at her office’s Christmas party. I was pleasantly surprised to see her husband hadn’t come with her. As soon as she stepped onto the elevator I broke into her car. It’d been two hours before she came back down. The elevator doors opened and I could see her by the lights inside it. She looked very sexy wearing a dark red, sleeveless dress, shiny tan pantyhose and pointy black high heels with ankle straps on them. I waited patiently as she walked to the car, looking for her keys. I was lucky she was drunk. I had forgotten to take the bulb out of the dope light and when she opened the door I was lit up like a Christmas tree. She started the car and turned on the radio. We listened to country Christmas music while the car warmed up. It was during Faith Hill’s rendition of “White Christmas” that I decided to strike. I grabbed Marta by her dark locks on the top of her head and yanked back. She started to scream and kick, the car’s engine revving every time she kicked the gas pedal. With a quick flash of my hand I slit her throat, the blade slicing deep into her tender neck. Her pretty eyes went wide as her screams turned to choking and gurgling. Her blood squirt all over the windshield as I continued to yank back on her hair. I quickly pocketed my knife and reached under the top of her dress. I took a firm grip on her heaving breast as she struggled to breath. I could feel her heart racing under the soft flesh of hers. Her nipple was perked, so I pinched it between my fingers. Then I reached down and lifted the hem of her skirt. What a naughty little girl she was…she wasn’t wearing any panties under her pantyhose. I reached down to finger her for her last orgasm she’d ever have, but when my hand got down there it was greeted with a warm spray. I gave another hard yank for her pissing on me through her pantyhose then proceeded to finger her through the nylon. I think she was dead by the time she orgasmed. Oh well, I enjoyed it.