Posted by Dorian on March 04, 2000 at 04:28:28:
Alicia and the Stalker
Alicia swept back her long golden blonde hair and stretched, arching her back as she yawned. It had been a long night. The party had not finished until about three in the morning and, being young and new to the party scene, she had tried to stay awake the entire time so that she didn’t miss a thing. She was still dressed in the clothes she had worn the night before and, despite sleeping on the floor all night, she still looked perfectly delicious. Dressed in a tight orange designer crop top and low hung jeans, her feet bare, she looked perfect enough to eat. Looking around her, she saw that most of the girls were still asleep on the floor of the living room. None of the boys had stayed, most of them going on to dance at some night club in the city, but the girls had all laid about on the floor talking until the small hours of the morning. Now they were all sprawled out on the floor asleep.
For a moment Alicia merely stood there staring at their beautiful bodies. Something in her was aroused by the sight of so many scantily clad beautiful girls lying so close together on the floor. She tried to fight her lesbian tendencies but as she stared at them all lying there she could not help but feel aroused. So much smooth naked skin on such slender bodies. Then, fighting the urge to kiss one of them, she walked away to find the bathroom. It was a hot morning and her body was sticky with sweat. Stumbling over the many young girls, she found her way down the hall and into the guest bathroom.
Dorian had heard the giggling the night before completely by accident and, being patient he had waited for the right moment to investigate. It was a hot morning and as he climbed into the backyard of the house where the party had been he wiped the sweat from his face. Then, a smile creeping across his handsome young face, he stared in on the room filled with sleeping girls. His heart raced with excitement as he stared at their slender young bodies dressed in crop tops and tie front tops, their naked, smooth skinned flat bellies too delicious not to sink a sharp knife into. They were all so beautiful and all in the one room. He could not believe his luck. Slowly creeping forwards, he quietly slid open the sliding door leading into the living room from the back garden and crept in, slipping his sharp knife from his back pocket.
The girl closest to him wore short shorts and a cropped top, her legs deliciously long and her flat stomach so smooth and glistening with sticky sweat that it made Dorian’s mouth water. Her curly black hair fell down over her pretty face and long, soft neck as she slept, unaware of the fate about to befall her. she laid on her right side, her arms up above her head and quietly Dorian slid in behind her so that her perfect young buttocks were right against his pelvis, her back right up against his front. Then, taking the knife in his left hand, he slipped his right hand under her smooth long neck and around to cover her mouth. Her felt her warm breath against his hand as her most lips touched the palm of his hand. Then she moaned, squirming her back against his body as she awoke. Teasingly he slid the tip of the sharp blade around the edge of her cute, deep oval navel as her belly sucked in and she opened her eyes. Looking down at her flat belly, he could see straight down her top at her firm young breasts. She wriggled her luscious smooth body around a bit as she woke and then her eyes widened as she realised that somebody’s hand was over her mouth. Immediately her delicate young hands went to his hand as she let out a little squeak of terror and began to squirm her luscious body about against his like a belly dancer.
As she wriggled about to try and free herself, she arched her back, sticking her flat belly out as if inviting to be stabbed and Dorian, feeling his own erection against her buttocks, obliged. As her muffled screams continued in desperation, he sank the blade of his knife into the creamy soft skin of her belly, hearing the squelch as her rich red blood began to ooze from the wound. Immediately her grip upon his hands tightened as she tried to scream as loud as she could and began to kick her deliciously long legs about, luckily too far away from the others to wake them up. He sank the knife in as far as it would go into her flat belly before pulling it out again. Then, as her young body squirmed about in desperation, he sank it back into her belly again just above the first wound, on the rim of her delicious navel. He heard the squelch again and this time continued to pull the knife up, slicing through her soft smooth skinned belly, down into her navel and up the other side, slicing her belly open as her muffled screams became gargles and moans. The squelching continued until his knife struck her ribs and stopped as her deliciously rich blood spilled out onto the floor. She continued to squirm like a fish out of water as her moans weakened and her gargling slowly stopped. With her flat once luscious belly sliced open, her eyes slowly glazed over and her delicate hands slipped from his hand. He felt her last breath caress his hand as her body fell limp. Slipping both hands away, he licked the blade, tasting her delicious blood and swallowing it down with the hunger of a vampire. Then, slipping away from her limp body as her blood flowed out onto the floor, he stood up, knife in hand, and looked at the other delicious girls lying on the floor asleep. It was then that he heard Alicia in the bathroom and smiled to himself. She was humming to herself and her voice was musical.
Stepping over the body of the curly haired girl, he carefully made his way across the room to find the source of the musical voice.