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 (Katie'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. Then the casket was still again 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 tumble 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.
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