1. The Last Conference


    Date: 12/27/2014, Categories: Fiction, Death, Male/Female, Murder, Necrophilia, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Snuff, Author: Vile Kyle, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    subtle muscle spasms until Max finally reaches 1120. Pam’s body is now completely still, and there is total silence. Max now loosens the pantyhose ligature from Pam’s neck, releasing his death hold, while gently pushing Pam’s body away from him. Like a rag doll, her limp body rolls slowly away from Max and to the right. Her head and upper body land softly on the back floor. She comes to rest on her right side with her right hip remaining on the back seat supporting her weight. Pam’s long, shapely legs are extended between the font seats console and into the front seat. Max notices that, during the struggle, her skirt has been hiked-up almost to her waist exposing all of her long beautiful legs and most of her desirable ass. Her right arm is wedged between her right hip and the back seat, leaving her right hand sticking out beyond her hip and resting palm down on Pam’s nice firm ass, as if grabbing a feel. As Pam’s body rolled to the right, her left arm, which was still resting in her crotch where it fell when she died, became wedged between her thighs and still seems to be searching for her clitoris. Thursday, 9:40 pm Max now gets on his knees in the back seat. He leans over and grabs a hold of the back of the collar of Pam’s blouse and pulls her limp body up off of the car’s floor. He pulls her body by the neck towards him and the driver’s side back seat door. He props her head and shoulders against the driver’s side back door and pulls her legs from the front seat and ...
    into the back seat, placing them in front of her body. Max now brushes Pam’s hair away and looks into her face. Pam’s mouth is slightly open with her lips parted, exposing a portion of her front teeth. Her pale blue eyes are also open and staring blankly up at the ceiling of the car. Her expression seems peaceful and satisfied. After all of the trophies he has had, Max still can’t decide if the death stare he sees on Pam’s face is one of surprise, shock or pleasure. He likes to believe that it is the look of the pure complete pleasure of one final great orgasm, compliments of Max of course. Thursday, 9:50 pm In the process of moving Pam’s body into the back seat of the car, her skirt is now hiked up all the way to her waist, completely exposing her legs, ass, and crotch. Max unbuttons and unzips Pam’s, skirt, grabs hold of the waistband and pulls down with all his might. The skirt soon moves free of her hips and Max is able to pull it down over her ass and legs and off at her feet, tossing it into the front seat of the car. Max now grabs Pam’s blouse and tears it open, popping off all of the buttons. He then takes the penknife out of his jeans pocket, opens the blade and slices the small strip of cloth that holds the front of her bra cups together, releasing her beautiful milky white breasts with the rose pink nipples. He now grabs hold of the waistband of Pam’s pantyhose at each side of her hips and begins to pull them down. After some effort Max has the wet pantyhose off of ...
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