Diary of the Kosmetics killer ( Entry # 1 )


I often fantasize about women. unconscious mind women. Lovely unresisting dame that I can manipulate, ravishment and have number ascendancy over. It is extremely hard in today's world to do so without being caught so all I could do was to fantasize. For 20 days. This changed one dark when I was walking around at a furniture depot. I saw a cover girl untested cleaning woman together with a knit looking female friend whom I had absolutely no stake in. She was dressed in a nasty sext sleeveless top and a short melanize annulus. She exuded amativeness and feminine charm and my groin ached with desire as I looked at her. I started to watch over her discreetly around the computer storage 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 future day. I knew then that it was my chance.
I stalked her as she left the fund alone, late that Nox, after parting with her friend 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 photographic camera in the elevator before I pressed the button for the floor above hers. When she reached her level, she walked out into the dim corridor and I saw her walk out and started to unfold the door to her house as the cosmetic surgery door slowly closed. I quickly pressed the door loose button and walked quickly towards her. She was still opening the room access and turned back when she heard me. Her beautiful heart widened in surprise as I delivered a hard chop with my hired man to the side of her cervix. Her eyes rolled up as her lid fluttered close and she keeled over limply to slump into my waiting weaponry. At long last, I have a woman in my major power !

I held her conclusion to me, savouring the fragrancy of her perfume and the sensation of her feminine curves on my trunk, as I opened the room access with the key that had dropped from her paw when she was knocked out by me. I then dragged her into her house and locked the door behind me. Now she is mine. I caressed her unconscious trunk and kissed her sleeping face, all the while squeezing her knocker in an ungovernable surge of lustfulness. I French kissed her and let my hand creep up beneath her skirt and underneath her undies to finger her tight pussy, which soon started to turn moist after my repeated probing. I then held up her body as I pulled her top off. Her over-embellished strapless bra was then revealed, supporting and hiding her business firm, shapely breasts. The tidy sum of her suave white-hot skin and breasts was too much for me as I stripped, off my jeans, pulled off her skirt, ripped off her child naughty undies and stab my rigid throbbing penis into her vagina. Within seconds, I have spurted my cum into her body. I guess I could say that as of that moment, she was fraught with my ejaculate. I stroked her unconscious face lovingly and kissed and licked her from her face and down to her titty and then her matte abdomen and cute belly button, blood-stained vagina ( yes, I was not too conciliate with my thrusting ) and finally her sexy legs and metrical unit.
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 inhabit if I wanted to remain a free 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 choice. I wrapped my gloved hands around her soft, yielding neck and slowly started to squeeze. I watched as her breathing began to sound laboured 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 sass have turned slightly purplish and her face had taken on a bluish tinge. Suddenly, she did not count so attractive anymore, with her asphyxiated dead face, bleeding vagina and one-half naked state. I was rather shamed for really ruining her day and her life so I decided to piss it up to her by at least presenting her corpse in a more attractive manner.

First, I helped her rip her chick back snugly over her lower body and aphrodisiacal butt. I then held her up and pulled her white top back over her organic structure. ( I decided to take her undies and bra back with me as souvenirs of my world-class conquest. ) Still, she did not calculate as lovely as when I first saw her at the store. So I searched through her bag and found her cosmetics pouch. I used what slight knowledge I have about make up to apply a shadow red lipstick on her rim and some purplish eye shadow and mascara to stool her look prettier. When I was done, she still looked dead but she was pretty. So pretty that I decided to accept the invitation offered by her gaping oral cavity and sexy red sass and infix my upright penis into her mouth. By pulling her hair, I managed to move her brain up and down around my member and within minutes, I shot off what cum I have remaining into her mouth which she seemed to enjoy as about of it was swallowed by her. I then wiped away the semen that have splattered onto her aspect before leaving quietly.

This was my first but definitely not last victim. And I started to think that maybe female stiff are spicy than unconscious women .