For Love We Give Our Souls


Posted by michealdark on May 02, 2005 at 14:08:56:

For Love We Give Our Souls-by Matt Bennett

Matt waited patiently for her. He was dressed in his finest suite tonight,as he had promised to take her out for a nice dinner at that expensive French restraunt up the road. He smiled to himself. They had been planning this night for a long time now.
She came out of the house,he long legs exposed her sexy,yet somehow very classy miniskirt,and he flaming red hair a stunning site. Her name was Adrina. She was a tall woman,at about 5'11" or 6',nicely built too. She was muscular without being barbaric,feminine withoput being prissy,and had a flawless skin tone and complexion. She was about 25. And she liked younger men.
Matt on the other hand was 19. He was short,and about 5'3",and a little pudgy,but not at all unattractive. In fact he was a very handsome young man with a great sense of style. He could make just about anythng look good on him. He smiled up at her. "Ready?"
Adrina hopped into the car with a smile. "Sure." They made small chit-chat about tonight's activities on the way to the restraunt.
They'd known eachother for about a year now. Both were fetishests that met online. They'd been corresponding a lot prior to his getting accepted into a nearby college this year. Since then,they had met and begun a highly elicit affair,one that burned with lots of passion,and a genuine love behind it too. And tonight was going to be their hottest night ever!
They arrived and confirmed the reservation,and were escorted to their table. Matt looked across at Adrina,not believing he'd been so lucky as to meet her. She smiled at him warmly,and opened her menu. He did likewise. Soon the waiter was their,taking down their orders. For Matt it was a nice fillet and some soup,and Adrina ordered some lobster. They both had some of the finest wine the place could offer. They sat and talked and laughed about the last year,how fulfilling it was for them.
After about an hour they returned to Matt's house. It was about 10pm now. Matt picked up his lovely like a groom carrying a bride through the threshold and took her up to his bedroom. He laid her out on the bed,and undressed her slowly,carressing every square inch of her. She moaned and wiggled under him,and then did the same to him. They made love for an hour. Hot and steamy love that left them both pretty exhausted. Now was the time to make their dreams come true.
Matt dragged himself out to bed,and walked out of the bedroom. A few minutes later he came back up with a can of some chemical,a knife,a bag,and a cord. He sprayed the inside of the bag with the chemical. He then handed her the knife. "Just as we planned,okay. When you start to pass out,I want you to stab me write here." He pointed to the rough location of his heart. She nodded and looked into his eyes lovingly.
"Are you sure you're ready Matt? You could have a long life ahead of you. We don't have to do this,right now at least."
Matt smiled and nodded at her. "I'm certain,my dear. This last year has been great though,and I want you to know that I love you." He kept smiling as she nodded,mouthing the words 'I love you' back to him. He then put the bag over her head,and held it tight with his hands. Then he wrapped the cord around the bag and pulled hard,tying a knot. Adrina gagged instantly. She knew he wanted it to be a quick death.
Matt sat back and watched as his beloved gagged,and started to quiver. Slowly that quiver turned into a convulsion of twitching and shaking. Matt was rock hard again,and about to burst. He found and oppurtunity,and slid himself into her still wet pussy,and banged her harder than he'd ever done. He spasming cunt responded to his attack in kind with more love liquid,and her breathing was almost impossible now. She picked up the knife and write before she lost conciousness and died,she shoved the blade into her young lover's heart as they shared one last mutually acheived orgasm. Then she expired,contented and at peace,and he sprawled lovingly on her body and joined her in the enternal bliss of the hereafter.