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Chapter 16 My Dark Side Surfaces
“You’re going off the deep end, Simon. You should take your sister’s advice. Get married and have kids. Settle down. Keep going the way you are and some pervert will be sticking his cock in your cold dead asshole,” I said to the empty car as I pulled into the morgue’s parking lot. Fucking the dead was starting to appeal to me.
The old saying you are what you fuck came to mind and gave me pause. Or was that you are what you eat. It was almost midnight. Two hours ago, I’d received a text invitation from Dr. Denise Jared.
“Hot couple dying to fuck, join the party at midnight,” was all it said. I probably would have ignored her invite except for the attached image.
A naked boy and girl wrapped together in a ball hanging from an overhead beam like a Christmas ornament. Later, I learned they were MIT students who would never reach their full potential.
Cindy Tsang was an absolutely gorgeous Chinese American with a perfect SAT score whose genius IQ got her into college at sixteen. According to her Wikipedia bio, she was Kristi Yamaguchi, Stephen Hawking and Yo Yo Ma rolled into one tight ass coed who could give the Pope a hard on. Perusal of her Facebook entry which included a pair of thong bikini pictures was cock hardening.
Her partner in death was Will Cosgrove, a scholar athlete from Valdosta, Georgia who at seventeen already held several important patents in computer technology and was an Olympic candidate in the pentathlon.
All this brainpower, athletic ability, and talent came to an end when Will and Cindy developed an interest in asphyxiaphilla. Gaspers off themselves or their partners more often than you would think especially among the college set. At a certain age, you develop the wisdom that no matter how great the orgasm, it’s not worth dying for or winding up with crushed cervical vertebrae.
The two precocious kids engineered a platform that rhythmically raised and lowered two feet. They attached two ropes of the correct length to the ceiling, fashioned a hangman’s knot on the ends, placed it around their necks and flipped the ON switch. Cindy wrapped her legs around Will’s muscular torso then slid him inside her for the ultimate gasper fuck.
As the platform lowered the rope tightened until they were slowly strangled. At its lowest point they were left suspended in air until the platform rose relieving the pressure. What a stupid idea although supposedly an awesome way to fuck.
According to their fellow students, it was an act they performed numerous times with great success. They even allowed their friends to give it a try. Word spread around campus that your college education wasn’t complete until you’d been fucked and choked on Will’s amazing machine.
Normally, Will’s best friend and dorm mate, Henry Tate, was present to act as a safety man in return for which he got sloppy seconds with brainy and promiscuous Cindy. But Henry was delayed by a lab experiment gone awry and the couple unwisely started without him.
In spite of Will’s engineering brilliance, he failed to notice a loose bolt on the platform’s supports. At the exact wrong moment, the structure collapsed, leaving the two suspended in the throes of orgasm. It was slow death by strangulation in which Cindy showed spunk by keeping Will’s hard cock in her love tunnel. In the picture they looked liked Satan’s idea of a Christmas decoration.
No doubt the parents would sue MIT for failing to properly supervise their progeny.
I’d only expect Dr. Denise Jared to be present but there were three people waiting for me in the morgue.
“Simon, this is my sister, Diane, and her husband, Jake,” said Denise.
It turned out Jake owned a New England based chain of funeral homes and Diane was the medical examiner for the city of Lynn. Fucking the dead obviously ran in the family and who better to get first choice of prime meat than a mortician and an ME.
Sister and brother-in-law more than qualified as fuckable in my opinion. Late thirties Diane was MILF material. She was wearing a lab coat unbuttoned to display the black hose and garter belt that completed her costume. Plastic surgery had trimmed her labia and freed her clit from its surrounding tissue.
Two inches of dangling love button makes one hell of a statement about the owner’s world view. Clits you can suck like a mini cock are much preferred over those you can’t. Plus in my vast experience females with a hoodectomy are always horny.
A fully naked Jake possessed a gym toned body with a thick nine inch handle. He must have been on some kind of erectile dysfunction drug because his cock looked hard enough to strike a match on. My butt hole squeezed tight at the possibility he would be splitting it open.
A table in the center of the room held our intertwined love interests covered by a sheet.
“Aren’t they gorgeous,” exclaimed Denise when she whipped the sheet of the dead lovers.
I found it mildly disquieting that my cock hardened as I viewed the deceased. Outside of a stretched neck and a protruding tongue, they looked almost normal.
Jake and I got our queer side working as the sisters carefully peeled the pair apart.
“Denise said that you’re bi,” asked Jake reaching for my fly as he knelt down. His hands were quick and warm as he exposed my hardening penis.
“Definitely bi,” I answered as he flicked his tongue over the tip.
I leaned back against a table allowing Jake to establish he was one hell of a cocksucker. While Jake worked his magic, I watched the sisters inject the late Will Cosgrove’s balls using a syringe loaded with Denise’s secret formula.
Diane’s hands squeezed his scrotum hard isolating one nut so her sister could perform the injection. I winced as the wide gauge needle broke the surface of the skin and descended halfway into the fleshy orb. If Will had been alive, he would have wished he was dead.
Dead man’s Viagra worked in seconds bringing Will’s penis to an impressive size that I doubt it achieved while living. The skin was stretched to translucence and his nuts were the size of grapefruits. The girls slapped it several times then took a few licks, seemingly satisfied with the result.
“How about a squirt,” whispered Jake anxious to establish his bonafides as a no limits pig?
“Sure,” I said closing my eyes to focus on releasing my bladder.
The key to piss drinking is to piss slowly. Of course, some guys want you to piss all over them but others want the satisfaction of emptying your reservoir. They’re after that warm feeling you get from a belly full of body temperature urine.
Girls are just as much into water sports as boys although most won’t admit it. I suppose it’s not considered ladylike if you got a yin to imbibe your boy friend’s pee. Nikki claims all her BFFs are pissaholics.
My sister Arlene went though a stage in high school where she insisted Winston and I fill an ice tea glass with urine. She would then add ice and a sprig of mint for what she called a, “Pee Julep.” She preferred to drink her Pee Juleps sitting on the commode urinating. My sister can be a little weird on occasion.
Jake kept up with my flow swallowing each mouthful until my tank was empty. By the time, he imbibed my golden liqueur I was hard as a rock and eager to fuck a corpse.
“You guys come here. We got a treat for you,” said Denise standing beside Cindy’s corpse.
I watched as Diane climbed on the table and forced Will’s chemically expanded salami in her twat. You could tell it hurt from the expression on her face and the loud grunts she made as each inch of that pussy destroyer disappeared in her hole.
“Diane doesn’t believe in lube. She takes her cock raw,” whispered Jake.
“Fuck my cunt, you bastard,” shouted Diane obviously in serious pain. One hand was spanking her girl dick as she bounced up and down.
“You can go first, Simon, since you’re new,” said Denise handing me one end of a length of plastic tubing. The other end was inserted in Cindy’s vagina.
The idea of sucking a dead boy’s semen out of a dead girl’s pussy might strike your average male as too far out. However, I wasn’t average. I placed the end of the tube in my mouth and sucked hard. I watched as my reward traveled through the clear plastic to fill my mouth.
“Care to share,” asked Denise taking me in her arms.
I crushed her nipples between my thumb and forefingers as we swapped the liquid back and forth. Behind me, Jake was sucking out a mouthful of pussy aged semen.
“Don’t hog it. Give me some, Simon,” said Diane bouncing on Will’s cock.
I kissed Diane while Jake moved the tube from Cindy’s pussy to her ass. He had astutely noticed a trickle of jism seeping from that orifice. Whether it was Will’s or someone else’s we would never know.
Jake established his extreme hard core credentials by emptying that cavity. Eager to prove my own high level of perversity, I kissed Jake, accepted half his offering and shared it with his wife. It was one hell of a way to start a party.
Fluids consumed I climbed on the table and booty licked Diane to prepare her for DP. I switched my tongue between her brownie and Will’s balls. Diane’s vagina looked stretched to the max as she took all dead Will had to offer. Her truncated labia clang to his cock threatening to pull her pussy inside out.
Her anus had the ragged look of the frequently ass fucked. She was a natural gaper and I had no problem burying my tongue inches deep in her shit hole. Her breed of MILF believed douching out your rectum before anal was a waste of good shit. My libido went into overdrive as I inhaled the aroma and savored the flavor of girl shit.
Beside me Jake was slurping away on dead Cindy’s recently fucked snatch while Denise engaged in anilingus.
“Fuck man, she’d still juicy,” murmured Jake as he forced his lips and tongue in her hole. He was rooting in her cunt like a French pig searching for truffles.
Denise was just as noisily playing her brother-in-law’s Rusty Trombone jerking his cock with one hand while she rubbed her pussy with the other.
“Kiss me, Simon,” ordered Denise taking a break from rimming.
I turned in her direction noting with satisfaction the brown ring around her mouth. I must have been in the same state because she licked my lips to sample her sister’s butt fertilizer.
Shit sharing done, I retuned to Diane’s opening with renewed vigor. I forced four fingers past her sphincter to loosen her up for a butt fucking. They looked like fudge pops when I pulled them out so I reached around and stuck them in Diane’s mouth. The greedy cunt sucked them clean then begged me to do it again.
She lifted off Will’s cock so I could suck it.
“I’ll rim you while you give him head,” said Diane switching places.
I was turned on, almost out of control. I lifted Will’s legs to expose her anus then tongue fucked his brownie. MIT is a bisexual campus. I detected the smell of semi fresh semen as I forced the tip of my tongue past his sphincter.
Diane feasted on my anus as her hands worked my cock and balls.
“You’re nice and ripe,” said Diane pushing fingers coated with my feces in my mouth. “Maybe for a finale, you can take a dump on my face and tits.”
Before sunrise, I tried every position available to four living and two dead humans. I fucked dead Cindy’s cunt and ass, Will’s ass, and all the orifices of my three fellow necrophiliacs.
Having Will’s over inflated cock in my ass was beyond hot. I took every inch of that monster even though the pain brought tears to my eyes. The fact that it owner was several hours dead made it even hotter.
After three hours of non stop perversity, my gun registered empty. But I was so out of control I allowed Denise to inject my nuts with a small dose of her magic elixir. It wasn’t as bad as you might think. She used a fine gage needle and I only felt a small pinch.
In a few seconds, I was ready to fuck again.
“Time is getting short. This is for the finale,” said Denise shoving a suppository containing a powerful laxative up my ass. Immediately, I felt my guts begin to rumble.
Denise and Diane lay with their heads together as Jake and I squatted over their faces. We kissed and jerked each other’s cocks as we released our bowels. We added a couple of squirts of jism to the girl’s facial decorations.
I was so exhausted I barely made it home and my bed. I was still asleep eight hours later when the phone rang. It was Penelope and she wanted to see me right away.
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