1. Street Cop


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Death, Drug, Male/Female, Murder, Necrophilia, Snuff, Violence, Author: Vile Kyle, Rating: 52.9, Source: sexstories.com

    he got his hands under her armpits and lifted until her torso slumped in the back seat. Under the dome light he looked her over as he lifted her shapely legs into the car and couldn't help caressing one of her beautiful breasts. He was really becoming aroused but set about picking up her belongings from the street. It was a short drive to a garage he knew was safe so he pulled in, closed the door and turned on a light. One look at the shapely body sprawled in the back seat and he gave a low whistle. In spite of going over a car and rolling in the filthy wet street she looked to Pedro like something from the cover of a woman's magazine. Her perfect figure and elegant clothing were far different from the cheap whores and drug addicts he was used to. She wasn't breathing any more and her blue eyes were wide open and staring up at him. It was obvious she was dead but her beautiful voluptuous body fascinated him. Lifting her head he caressed her cheeks and untied her long blonde hair. He ran his fingers through the golden tresses and spread them out on the car seat. Reaching inside her jacket he felt the warm softness of her breasts and firm nipples through the smooth silk of her blouse. His swollen rod was throbbing in his jeans as he stretched her legs out and felt slender ankles under sheer nylon hose. Soft leather bone colored high heel pumps slipped off easily and he lingered as he stroked the tops and bottoms of her feet. To liberate Barbara from the back seat Pedro pulled ...
    and tugged on her long legs until her body tumbled out and hit the floor with a thud. By now her skirt was up around her waist and he marveled at her bulging athletic thighs. Buttons on her jacket gave way and the full mounds of her breasts were doing their best to escape the confines of her fine silk blouse. Rolling the woman's body over was a lot of work and Pedro was sweating by the time he succeeded in stripping off her jacket and skirt. He lingered on the other feminine garments and enjoyed the feel of fine silk, lace and nylon. Finally the long slender corpse lay naked and Pedro stood back to look her over. Small white triangles around her nipples interrupted a perfect tan and a white V over her crotch told of the brief thong bikini she wore. Big purple bruises on her right side marred otherwise perfect skin and a little blood trickled from her nose and ears. Pedro knelt beside the body and gently closed her eyes then composed her features until she looked peacefully asleep. He couldn't resist a deep passionate kiss and tasted the bitterness of blood and bile in her mouth. Closing his eyes he cupped her breasts in his hands and gently rolled her nipples between his fingers. In his mind he imagined her chest rising to meet his touch as she moaned with passion. Running his hands over her bare chest he felt fragile ribs and the deep hollow of her flat stomach. He stroked the crease of her navel and caressed the soft fir of her golden triangle. Reaching under the bold thrust ...
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