journal of the Kosmetics Orcinus orca ( submission # 1 )


I often fantasize about adult female. unconscious mind woman. Lovely unresisting madam that I can keep in line, assault and have number ascendancy over. It is extremely difficult in today's universe to do so without being caught so all I could do was to fantasise. For 20 old age. This changed one night when I was walking around at a furniture stock. I saw a cover girl Whitney Young charwoman together with a plain looking female friend whom I had absolutely no interest in. She was dressed in a tight sext sleeveless top and a inadequate contraband chick. She exuded sexiness and feminine charm and my groin ached with desire as I looked at her. I started to fall out her discreetly around the storehouse and eavesdropped on what they were saying. I found out that she was staying alone and that she would not see her boyfriend until the next day. I knew then that it was my chance.
I stalked her as she left the store alone, late that night, after parting with her protagonist and followed her car to her apartment. I got off and entered the lift behind her while she unsuspectingly smiled at me sweetly. I made sure that there was no camera in the airlift before I pressed the button for the storey above hers. When she reached her layer, she walked out into the dim corridor and I saw her walk out and started to open the room access to her planetary house as the lift threshold slowly closed. I quickly pressed the door undefendable push and walked quickly towards her. She was still opening the door and turned back when she heard me. Her beautiful eyes widened in surprisal as I delivered a hard chop with my hand to the face of her neck. Her eyes rolled up as her eyelids fluttered close and she keeled over limply to slump into my waiting arms. At long last, I have a cleaning woman in my power !

I held her finis to me, savouring the fragrance of her fragrance and the sensory faculty of her feminine curves on my body, as I opened the doorway with the key that had dropped from her hands when she was knocked out by me. I then dragged her into her sign of the zodiac and locked the doorway behind me. Now she is mine. I caressed her unconscious mind body and kissed her sleep look, all the while squeezing her bosom in an uncontrollable surge of luxuria. I French people kissed her and let my paw sneak up beneath her bird and underneath her undies to finger her tight pussy, which soon started to turn moist after my repeated probing. I then held up her organic structure as I pulled her top off. Her purple strapless bra was then revealed, supporting and hiding her house, shapely breasts. The sight of her smooth white peel and breasts was too much for me as I stripped, off my jean, pulled off her wench, ripped off her baby juicy undies and stab my crocked throbbing member into her vagina. Within seconds, I have spurted my cum into her soundbox. I guess I could say that as of that moment, she was pregnant with my semen. I stroked her unconscious human face lovingly and kissed and licked her from her face and down to her breasts and then her unconditional abdomen and cute belly button, blood-stained vagina ( yes, I was not too easy with my jab ) and finally her sexy legs and feet.
I was done with her and decided to leave. However, I realized that she has seen me before being knocked out. That means I can not let her resilient if I wanted to remain a give up man. I looked at her lying there peacefully, softly breathing, so beautiful and vulnerable. And she had smiled at me just now. But I have no pick. I wrapped my gloved hands around her soft, yielding neck and slowly started to squeeze. I watched as her respiration began to sound drudge and noisy. Slowly, it stopped. I kept on squeezing for a few More moments to ensure she would be beyond resuscitation. When I was done, her rim have turned slightly purplish and her case had taken on a bluish tinge. Suddenly, she did not bet so attractive anymore, with her asphyxiated absolutely nerve, bleeding vagina and one-half nude state. I was rather shamefaced for really ruining her day and her lifespan so I decided to crap it up to her by at least presenting her corpse in a more attractive manner.

First, I helped her pull her skirt back snugly over her lower consistency and sexy backside. I then held her up and pulled her white-hot top spine over her body. ( I decided to take her undies and bra back with me as souvenirs of my first conquest. ) Still, she did not look as lovely as when I first saw her at the depot. So I searched through her bag and found her cosmetics sack. I used what small cognition I have about make up to use a dark red lipstick on her lips and some purpleness eye shadow and mascara to make her look prettier. When I was done, she still looked dead but she was pretty. So jolly that I decided to accept the invitation offered by her gaping mouth and sexy red sassing and stick in my erect penis into her mouth. By pulling her hair, I managed to move her psyche up and down around my penis and within minutes, I shot off what cum I have remaining into her rima oris which she seemed to enjoy as most of it was swallowed by her. I then wiped away the semen that have splattered onto her look before leaving quietly.

This was my first but definitely not last victim. And I started to remember that maybe distaff corpses are spicy than unconscious women .