Diary of the Kosmetics sea wolf ( Entry # 1 )


I often fantasize about women. unconscious women. Lovely unresisting madam that I can manipulate, rape and have total control over. It is extremely hard in today's world to do so without being caught so all I could do was to fantasy. For 20 twelvemonth. This changed one nighttime when I was walking around at a piece of furniture entrepot. I saw a endearing Cy Young woman together with a field looking female friend whom I had absolutely no interest in. She was dressed in a fast sext sleeveless top and a shortly dark skirt. She exuded sexiness and feminine charm and my groin ached with desire as I looked at her. I started to follow her discreetly around the store 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 succeeding 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 acquaintance 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 lift before I pressed the button for the flooring above hers. When she reached her level, she walked out into the dim corridor and I saw her walk out and started to afford the door to her house as the rhytidectomy threshold slowly closed. I quickly pressed the threshold capable release and walked quickly towards her. She was still opening the door and turned back when she heard me. Her beautiful oculus widened in surprise as I delivered a hard chop with my hand to the face of her neck opening. Her eyes rolled up as her eyelids fluttered close and she keeled over limply to decline into my waiting blazonry. At long lowest, I have a woman in my office !

I held her close to me, savouring the fragrance of her aroma and the sensation of her womanly breaking ball on my organic structure, 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 household and locked the door behind me. Now she is mine. I caressed her unconscious body and kissed her sleeping face, all the while squeezing her titty in an uncontrollable surge of lust. I French kissed her and let my deal grovel up beneath her dame and underneath her undies to finger her tight pussy, which soon started to turn moist after my double probing. I then held up her body 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 snowy skin and breasts was too much for me as I stripped, off my jeans, pulled off her skirt, ripped off her baby blue undies and stab my slopped 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 significant with my seed. I stroked her unconscious mind face lovingly and kissed and licked her from her face and down to her chest and then her flavorless stomach and cute belly button, blood-stained vagina ( yes, I was not too patrician with my poke ) and finally her sexy legs and human foot.
I was done with her and decided to go forth. However, I realized that she has seen me before being knocked out. That means I can not let her live if I wanted to remain a destitute 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 handwriting around her soft, yielding neck and slowly started to squeeze. I watched as her external respiration began to voice dig 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 mouth have turned slightly purplish and her face had taken on a blue tinge. Suddenly, she did not look so attractive anymore, with her asphyxiated suddenly font, bleeding vagina and one-half naked State Department. I was rather shamefaced for really ruining her day and her liveliness so I decided to spend a penny it up to her by at to the lowest degree presenting her corpse in a more attractive manner.

First, I helped her pull her wench back snugly over her down body and sexy rump. I then held her up and pulled her white top backrest over her torso. ( I decided to carry 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 store. So I searched through her bag and found her cosmetics pouch. I used what little knowledge I have about make up to apply a dark red lip rouge on her lips and some violet eye shadow and mascara to cook her look prettier. When I was done, she still looked dead but she was pretty. So pretty that I decided to take on the invitation offered by her gaping mouth and sexy red lips and enclose my erect penis into her mouth. By pulling her hair, I managed to strike her head up and down around my penis and within hour, I shot off what cum I have remaining into her backtalk which she seemed to delight as most of it was swallowed by her. I then wiped away the semen that have splattered onto her fount before leaving quietly.

This was my starting time but definitely not cobbler's last victim. And I started to think that maybe female corpses are raging than unconscious women .