NecrophiliaThe dead always fascinated me. Creatures of the night like zombies and vampires always turned me on. I love the dead. While necrophilia never appealed to me, fucking a zombie seemed like a good idea. I could get my kicks and not have to talk to the guy. Seemed cool to me. I found this book in an old bookstore that had all these old spells in it. It had one about raising the dead. I figured, what the Hell, I'll give it a try. Late one night I went to my favorite graveyard. I had been going there for years to talk to the stiffs. I had a few favorites, but this one stone always attracted me for some reason. It was some guy that had died when he was like 25. And he'd only been dead for 3 years. He might still be in good shape. I took out the book and started performing the ritual when all of a sudden it got real dark and I heard the earth start to move. The coffin popped out of the ground right in front of me. Cool! I opened the lid and there was my prince of darkness charming. He had a nice big dick too. Rigormortis had definitely set in to his cock. It was stiff as a board. This brought new meaning to night of the living dead. I played with him for a while and then put a strap-on on. While I bent him over the coffin I slid the rubber cock deep into his ass. It's not like he was going to complain. I slammed that fucker nearly to death. Oops I forgot, he's already dead. If he could have, he would have been screaming from the pounding I gave him. It was great. When I tired of that I had him suck up my piss just because I could. I love this shit. He does whatever I want and doesn't even talk back. I laid down in the coffin for a breather and used my feet on his cock as he stood next to me. Her took matters into his own hands and started jerking off until he blew a nice gooey load on my feet. Read the complete story and many more by joining Fury Pix today... Return Back To Fury Pix Main Page PARENTS: Protect your children on the Internet. © 2003 S&E COMMUNICATIONS, INC Necrophilia |