This story contains sex, snuff and handling of a limp female. Anyone
under eighteen should not read this. This is for consenting adults
only.
 
This story came about from a conversation with KatieG. This one is
for you.

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Funeral V: Kate's Desire
 
Katie stood in front of the casket looking at the old friend that had
passed away. There was a hint of jealousy in her eyes. Katie wished it
was she in the casket instead of her friend. Katie closed her eyes and
imagined her own body laying lifeless in the casket. Katie absent
absentmindedly rubbed her pussy through the short black dress. Realizing
what she was doing, Katie opened her eyes and looked around. She was
glad know one was watching her or at least she thought so.
 
Katie turned from her friend in the casket and walked through the
small crowd. She only wanted to go home and relieve the sexual
tension. Her hand was turning the door knob when a voice startled her.
She turned to see a handsome man in a black suit. Mark the funeral
director said in a soothing voice, "I saw you back there. I might be
able to help you."
 
Katie avoided the eyes of the stranger and felt embarrassed at being
seen playing with herself. She wanted to run home nd hide but
something held her in place. Katie figured the handsome man just
wanted to fuck her and figured that might not be so bad.
 
Mark continued in his soothing voice, "If you will come back to my
office we can talk in private." Mark turned and walked away and Katie
followed with her heart pounding.
 
Mark closed the door and sat down at his desk. He pointed with a
finger for Katie to have a seat. Mark spoke trying to ease the woman’s
fears, "A lot of people have strange desires. Some keep them locked
inside and others act them out. If you tell me yours I will not think
you crazy."
 
Katie sat staring at Mark wondering what he would say if she told him
about her fantasies. At times Katie even thought she was crazy her own
self. Katie finally spoke in a near whisper, "I wanted to be in the
casket in place of my friend."
 
Mark knew there was more to the fantasy than that. Trying to get more
information he said, "Do you want to be buried?"
 
Katie looked at her hands and replied, "Yes, I want to know what it is
like to be dead and buried. I want someone to carry my lifeless body
and lay me in the casket."
 
Once Katie started talking she could not stop. She told Mark all of
her fantasies about dying. She told how her lovers had played her
games but it never seemed to be a enough.
 
When Katie finished her confessions Mark said, "I will make all of
your fantasies come true." He took a bottle of pills from his desk and
handed them to her. "Go home and take off your clothes and take these.
I will be there at midnight."
 
Katie grasped the bottle in her small hand. She looked at Mark and
then at the bottle in her hands. Katie knew this chance might not come
again. She nervously asked, "What will these pills do?"
 
Mark replied, "They will make you look and feel dead. Only a trained
observer would know the difference."
 
Katie stood and said, "I’ll be waiting for you."
 
Katie walked into her apartment and sat the pills on the coffee table.
She took off her clothes and sat on the couch looking at the bottle.
Katie’s mind replayed the conversation as her hand touch her clit. She
felt the familiar feeling in her body as her fingers danced on the
tender clit. Katie felt her love juices run down her inner thigh.
Moments later her breathing was shallow and quick. Katie exploded in
an orgasm that she thought might be her last.
 
Katie made calls to all of her friends. She wanted to talk to them one
last time. The rest of the day passed quickly to Katie. It was ten
o’clock when she sat back down on the couch and looked once again at
the bottle. Her small hand trembled as it reached for the bottle.
Katie was afraid but excited at the same time. Katie’s fantasies and
desires drove her to open the bottle. She looked at the three pills
inside. Katie always hated to take pills but this time she looked
forward to it.
 
Katie went to the kitchen and got a glass of water. She started to
take the pills there but was not sure how quick they would work. Katie
went back and sat on the couch. She placed the three pills on her
tongue, took a drink of water and swallowed.
 
Katie sat there and thought the pills must have been a cruel joke. She
felt nothing unusual. Fifteen minutes later Katie decided it was a
joke and decided she might as well go to bed. She stood and then her
legs gave way. Katie fell hack on the couch. The force threw her head
and shoulders onto the floor while her feet remained on the couch.
Katie tried to pull herself onto the couch but her arms would not
respond.
 
Fear hit Katie like she had never known. She had never felt so
helpless. The fear made Katie want to scream for help but her mouth
did not move, not a sound came out.
 
Katie lay in the awkward position as the room seemed to drop twenty
degrees. She felt her heart slow down. The beats seemed to be minutes
apart. The fear passed and Katie realized she might be dying. She lay
there waiting for the darkness to come.
 
Death did not come as expected. She lay there, what seemed like
forever, when the door opened. Katie watched as Mark walked over to
her. She wanted to thank Mark but, her lips were frozen.
 
Mark looked down at the small naked woman. She looked beautiful
earlier in his office but she was breath taking now. Mark resisted the
desire to play with her small breast and fuck her. He knew there would
be time for that later.
 
Mark picked up the limp body and threw it over his shoulders. Her
petite body was lighter than he expected. He carried her easily out
the door of the apartment. Her head and arms dangled wildly as he
walked.
 
Katie’s passion grew as she was being carried. She could feel his hand
on her naked ass. Katie wished he would play with her pussy to release
the passion in her. As Mark carried her she slipped slightly on his
should thrusting her pussy into his shoulder blade. The movement
massaged Katie’s pussy till she exploded in orgasm. Katie’s screams of
passion filled her mind but no one else heard.
 
Mark lay Katie in the trunk of his car. He did not want to take the 
chance of anyone seeing her. If some one saw her it would be hard to
explain that she was not really dead.
 
The trunk lid closed over Katie and covered her in darkness. She felt
the car move and her body shifted slightly. Every bump tossed her in a
different position. It was as if invisible hands kept moving her
round. Katie felt the familiar tingling in her pussy and knew an
orgasm would come soon. The invisible hand seemed to move her more
rapidly and this took Katie over the edge. Her mind once again
screamed as a large orgasm racked her body. Katie wanted to drive her
fingers deep into the wet pussy but couldn’t. This slightly frustrated
Katie.
 
The invisible hand of the car once again moved Katie. Something dug
into her back sharply. Katie wanted to move away from the object but
couldn’t. She would have to wait for the invisible hand to move her
again.
 
The car stopped and the trunk opened. A dim light filled the trunk.
Katie could see Mark standing above her. He pulled at Katie, lifting
her out of the trunk. She twisted in his arms almost falling to the
ground. Mark caught her, reached for a better grip. He worked the limp
form till it was over his shoulder once again.
 
The light hurt Katie’s eyes as he carried her into the funeral home.
Mark felt the dampness of her pussy on his shoulder. This caused Mark’s
cock rise. He laid Kate cross ways on the gurney in the back room. Her
head dangled toward the floor. Her fingertips brushed the floor
slightly. Katie’s lifeless legs hung limp on the other side.
 
Mark took off his pants and dropped them to the floor. His cock ached
from desire as he looked at Katie’s pussy staring at him. He pushed
his cock into her hungry pussy and fucked vigorously. Mark wanted to
slow down and enjoy the moment but passion drove him even faster.
 
Katie’s limp body jerked with each stroke of Mark’s cock. Her arms,
head and legs danced wildly in the air. The excitement of the
helplessness drove Katie to several powerful orgasms. She had never
known such passion in her life. Katie wanted the feeling to never end.
The room danced before her eyes as Mark savagely fucked her.
 
Mark explode, releasing his passion in the limp woman. His screams
filled the room. Mark felt his knees get weak nd almost fell to the
floor. He lost his grip on Katie and she slid off the gurney into a
heap on the floor. Mark looked at the twisted form of Katie lying on
the floor and said, "You are the best fuck I have ever had. It is
going to be a  shame to bury you."
 
Mark took Katie by the arms and dragged her into the casket room. The
carpet tore at her tender ass. With head hanging backward she could
see marks legs as he pulled her. She could see that his cock was
getting hard once again and wanted to take it in her mouth.
 
Mark picked up Katie and dropped her into the casket. He closed the
lower half of the lid, hiding her from the waist down. Mark looked
down at Katie and said, "it is time to get some rest, we have a busy
day tomorrow." He kissed her on the lips and walked away.
 
The lights in the room dimmed as Katie heard the front door open and
close. She lay in the semidarkness thinking about the day’s events.
Katie knew everything would be over before long and looked forward to
it. Katie had gotten everything out of life she had hoped for. Her
death was going to be her crowning glory. Katie would have smiled if
possible. She drifted off to sleep with her thoughts.
 
A noise woke Katie. She wondered if Mark had come back. Then there was
the sound of breaking glass. Fear gripped Katie as she heard someone
walking toward her. She knew there must have been a break in. Katie
saw a dark figure standing above her. The man wore a black mask and
clothes. The man said in a joking manner, "Well...well, what do we
have here. What a pretty naked dead girl. You are just what I am
looking for."
 
The man raised the casket’s lower lid, exposing her pussy. The man
excitedly said, "You are the first one I have found that was already
naked. This is going to save me a lot of trouble."
 
Katie knew now what the man was after. He broke in to fuck a corpse.
The thought of the dark stranger fucking her lifeless body excited
her. She knew her pussy must be dripping wet already. Katie felt the
man’s hand on her wet pussy. The man looked Katie in the eyes and
said, "It looks like someone else has had their way with you. Your
pussy is still greased up."
 
The man took off his pants and climbed into the casket. He played with
her small breast as he pushed his cock into her pussy. The man’s large
cock stretched Katie’s pussy like never before. The fullness brought
Katie to a quick orgasm. The man fucked Katie with a passion she had
never felt before. His hard thrust forced Katie’s head against the
hard casket. She felt a thud each time her head hit.
 
The man screamed, much as Mark had, as he exploded in Katie. Katie
felt the weight of the man as he collapsed on her. His large body
covered her face and she struggled to breath. Kate was beginning to
panic when the man sat up. Fresh air flowed into Katie’s lungs once
again.
 
The man stood next to Katie as she lay in her casket. He leaned over
and kissed her passionately. She would have kissed him back if she had
been able. The man then vanished in the darkness as quickly as he
appeared. Katie lay in the darkness once more feeling the strangers
semen leak from her pussy. To Katie the stranger had been an
unexpected delight.
 
Mark noticed the broken glass as he entered the funeral the next
morning. He went quickly to Katie and noticed the lid was open. He saw
the semen dripping from Katie’s pussy and knew what had happen. He
checked her faint pulse to make sure she was alright. Mark’s voice
woke Katie as he said, "I see you had an unexpected visitor. Those
things happen pretty frequently here. I hope he did not disturb you to
much. Anyway, it is time to get you buried. I would like to keep you
around for a while but that is impossible in your state."
 
Mark closed both lids on the casket bathing Katie in darkness once
again. She knew the end would soon come. The air in the casket would
last a long time in her relaxed state. She might live for an hour or
more.
 
The casket was rolled to the hearse and placed inside. This time the
ride was a lot smoother than the one in the trunk of Mark’s car. it
did not take long to reach the cemetery. Katie felt the hearse stop
and then the casket moved again. She felt a sway as it was carried to
the grave. The casket was still once more as it sat over the grave.
 
Katie knew there was a service going on outside. She could imagine her
friends and family gathered around crying. It seemed to take forever
before the casket moved again. This time the movement was downward as
it was lowered into the grave. All of a sudden the casket lurched to
one side as a strap broke. Katie tumbled into the bottom of the casket.
She lay there twisted unable to move. Her hair hung over her face and
her legs were over her head. The casket leveled out once more but
Katie was wedged into the bottom. She wished someone would open the
casket and lay her back down. Every part of her body ached from the
awkward position.
 
Katie could hear the soil as it slowly covered the casket. She wished
for death as the ache in her joints got worse. She had expected to die
in a prone natural position. Not in a twisted heap in the foot of the
casket. Katie turned her thoughts to Mark fucking her limp body. She
was replaying the excitement of the day when darkness filled her mind
and life slipped away from her.
 
The end