Posted by tina on September 15, 2008 at 12:15:38:
Hi, everyone! This story was inspired by a photoset of sexy anna. Enjoy!
"A Star Gazer's Surprise"
By Tina
He wasn't a voyeur. Before that afternoon he had never spied on anyone. And he certainly was not in the habit of peeping at unsuspecting women. It was really all very innocent. At least it started out that way, just a harmless affair. He certainly didn't expect such a deadly outcome.
The telescope was a gift from a friend. He had taken it to a hilltop in the countryside to adjust the star finder and check the various lenses. He was fiddling with the focus with the tube aimed at a secluded house that was about a half-mile away from where he stood. When the view came into focus there she sat. He could see her quite clearly.
Anna was dressed skimpily in a lavender teddy. She was not a striking beauty but there was something interesting about her face. There was a look of alluring mystery about her that immediately drew his attention. She crossed her legs and he noticed she wore nude pantyhose. On her feet she wore a pair of snappy mid-heel sandals.
She had lit a cigarette and the smoke curled lazily upward. Then she picked up something from the table. She spread it out in her fingers. He switched to a more powerful lens and saw that she was holding a nylon stocking.
The toe of the stocking was tied with a slipknot. She was looking at the loop of nylon as she chewed on her lower lip. He wondered what she might be thinking as she gazed at the nylon. As he watched she stubbed out her fag, rose from the chair on the sun porch and walked out into the garden. She paused at the door to the gardening shed.
He could see her looking around pensively as though she were making sure no one was watching and he knew he should pack up the telescope and leave. He had never spied on anyone before but this lovely lady's mysterious actions held him in check. There was something about her face, those lovely long legs and the sexy lingerie that kept his eye glued to the telescope lens.
She entered the shed. Initially he lost sight of her. After a few seconds he was about to give up and go back to the business at hand when he saw her through a large window in the side of the out building. She had slid a tool chest into the middle of floor and then stepped up on a red topped box.
As he watched
with growing amazement and curiosity she tied the nylon stocking off on
one of the rafters. Then she again took the loop of hose in her hands,
spread the opening out round and slid the stocking over her head.
Very quickly she worked the knot down tight behind her head. She slowly lowered her hands down.
His respiration rate increased rapidly as he continued to gaze through the telescope. He could tell her own breath had quickened from the rise and fall of her lovely breasts under the lavender teddy. She got the noose adjusted, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
"Surely she's not going to hang herself," he thought as he continued to watch.
He tilted the telescope down. Her feet were still firmly planted in the middle of the box.
Then she had made a kind of kicking jumping motion with her legs. The box slid several feet to her left. His eyes got big as he looked at the scene through the scope. The red box had been kicked almost out of the circle of his view. In the middle were the woman's now dangling feet and legs.
The black sandals hung at least six inches above the concrete floor of the shed.
He quickly moved the telescope upward to bring the young woman's face into view.
Anna wore a look of surprise as she began to hang. He could see the stocking had stretched out tight and was now slowly strangling her. Anna dug furiously at the band of stocking that was now choking the life from her lovely body. The harder she worked at loosening the nylon the more the loop constricted around her fragile throat. As her fingers dug at the nylon noose her legs kicked furiously. Her feet searched for the support of the box that she had just seconds before kicked away. This wild flailing simply drew the stocking tighter.
Her features had become a relief map of pain. He could see the poor girl clawing frantically at the ligature without success. The stocking was slowly strangling her despite her efforts to free herself. Her head was being forced further to the right as the strangling stocking tightened. Her feet were searching frantically for something to stand on but still several inches of air separated them from safety.
Each time the stocking stretched a little she drew closer to the floor but the loop of hose also drew closer around her neck. Anna's eyes bulged wide in panic and from the slowly increasing pressure of the noose.
She felt the first orgasmic tingle as her hands continued to tug at the noose. Her head was cocked away from box but her left foot kept swinging out in search of its safety. Anna loved to dangle from her stockings. She had the most delicious orgasms as she strangled but this time she had kicked the box a little too hard. It had slid out of reach and she could no longer get her footing.
"My God, I'm really going to hang this time," she thought as she continued to fight the noose.
A marvelous orgasm rippled up her undulating body. Somehow the thought of giving herself to the nylon noose calmed her. At that moment her hands had slowly dropped to her sides. Her legs stopped their frantic scissoring and only her feet still tried to lift her body as they pushed futilely at the air below.
He saw her arms drop down away from her neck to hang limply at her sides. Although there was still slight movement of her limbs he could tell she was about finished.
This broke the spell and he sprang into action. Quickly he ran to his car. He threw the brand new telescope unceremoniously into the boot. The engine wined as he sped down the winding country road toward her house.
"Got to get there and save her," he thought to himself.
Anna hung more quietly as her would be rescuer drove to her assistance. Her eyes bulged hideously from her blue tinged face. The lovely body swung gently at the end of the taut stocking. The circle of nylon had cut deep into Anna's slender throat.
* * * *
She was facing him as he ran into the shed. He wiped a hand across his mouth as he looked up at her.
At least her head was cocked down in his direction. The poor woman's eyes had rolled up to look for some heavenly salvation. Her arms and legs were still twitching but he could tell there was no hope. The bulging eyes, the blue tinged face and the protruding tongue told the story. He walked up, took her right wrist in his fingers and found no pulse. He reached up and put two fingers against the underside of her jaw. The strong carotid pulse had been silenced.
His fingers slid down to touch the stocking. He was amazed at how soft the ligature felt. Yet this soft nude stocking had choked the life from the lovely woman.
Anna hung limply from the taut hosiery. The loop was pulled thin around her neck and her face continued to darken from the prolonged asphyxiation.
Viscous drool was dripping from the corner of her gaping mouth. He could see that her tongue was bloated from the pressure of the nylon. The puffy appendage appeared to fill her mouth.
He looked closely at Anna's dead face and found her even lovelier death than she had been in life. He reached out and touched her shoulder. Her skin already felt a little cool to his touch.
He held his own breath as he carefully slipped the spaghetti strap of the teddy off her shoulder. His eyes focused on the curve of her breast as he slowly pulled the strap down Anna's arm.
He wasn't a voyeur and certainly not a necrophile. But there was just something about this woman, even as a dangling corpse that continued to draw his full attention. He touched the exposed nipple and was surprised that it was erect.
"Did you actually enjoy this?" he asked Anna's corpse.
Of course she could not tell him how much she enjoyed being strangled. The secret of her fetish had died with her. He would never how many times she had enjoyed dangling at the end of her stocking or the exquisite climax she had had. She simply stared vacantly at the rafter's. Even if she were not dead the tight band of stocking would have stifled any intelligible response.
His hands went to the silky thighs. He pushed the hem of the nightie up around the dead woman's waist.
The pantyhose felt smooth on her thighs, hips and tummy. She wore white panties under the pantyhose but he could see a dark stain at the crotch. There was a puddle on the floor between Anna's still dangling legs.
He touched her crotch and it was damp.
"Pissed yourself in the end, old girl," he said with a laugh as he continued to rub the soiled area.
The sight of it all should have repulsed him but instead he was more and more drawn to his suspended princess. His hands caressed her body as he worked the pantyhose and panties down her legs.
He thought he was well passed surprises at this point but Anna provided yet another.
A thin white string hung out of her shaved mound. Anna was particularly sensitive during menstruation and that was when her kinky urges always got the best of her. He decided to forgo the front door passage and instead examined the rear entrance.
He looked at Anna's ass, spread her firm cheeks and then he looked at the red toolbox she had used for her gallows platform.
"Yes, I think this will work," he said to Anna's contorted face.
He drug the red box back behind the corpse. When he stepped up he found that he was indeed at the right height. She swung a little when he removed his hands from the corpse. With fumbling fingers born of this extraordinary experience he unfastened his trousers. He was finally able to get the waistband down and free his already erect penis through the flap of his boxer shorts.
"You must me an officer," he said to Anna, "because Private Schultz is standing at attention."
Anna would have loved the jest and also she would have adored Private Schultz. The engorged penis, a healthy eight inches, slowly probed the puckered entrance to paradise. His pre-cum acted as a lubricant and the lady gave no protest as he worked the cock inside her bum. His hand grasped her lower abdomen as he continued to work his prick deeper and deeper into the delectable asshole. The dangling limbs began to swing in time to his thrusts when his penetration was complete and he began the rhythmic fucking of the yielding asshole.
He closed his eyes and began to screw Anna's ass with slow hard strokes. At one point her feet had hooked around his ankles. Her knees were slightly bent as he continued to rape her corpse. Her hands swung slowly back and forth almost as though she were out for a Sunday stroll in the park. Unfortunately this tantalizing bit of play came to a quick end as he shot a healthy wad inside the dead Anna ass. After he had pumped his last he stood a minute, holding the dangling lady close, his hands running over the smooth cool skin and caressing the firm breasts. Even in death her nipples had remained erect.
Then he had buttoned up and stepped down from his randy perch. He walked around and took Anna's right hand in his. Her face looked down at his but the eyes still looked heavenward. He kissed the back of her hand, patted it and then let it swing loose once more.
"Rest in peace dear lady," he said with a deep bow.
He used his telescope for many years but never saw another body so heavenly as the one dangling from a sheer stocking that first day.