It was the day before thanksgiving. I was driving home along the ocean when I decided to kibosh and admire the view. I pulled over at the top of a high four flush above the beach. I had my custom built AR-15 rifle with me and had just won a local anaesthetic competition. Easy to conceal it hardly made a sound, an ideal weapon for close work in herd area. The 30X telescopic sight with a blanket field of view was nonsuch for me to concentrate on a target without losing sight of what was happening around her so I carried it along. I bought several thirty shot clips to make sure I did n't run dry and fount of loud untraceable imported ammo. I'm not certainly why I fed a round in the chamber, I didn't plan to shoot anything. The gun had a built in muffler but the highschool velocity round still made a loud `` crack ! ``

I was deer hunting several rooftree over from my new house. I had taken a position gamy on a J. J. Hill up in the tree so I could pretermit the whole valley. About 9 Am ; I saw campaign on the early incline of the Creek coming down the hill. As I looked through my telescope up and down the beach for something interesting to spot. There was nothing except I could see that it was the big news master of ceremonies Ana Kasparian and their property had numerous `` No hunt '' signs posted. It was over a 300 yard nip and I raised the ‘ scope to have a look. If she saw me she might hollo the game warden and have me arrested so I just sat still thinking about what I should do.

I knew I was lucky. She was the image of bronze beauty and I was captivated with her from the second I first saw her, I had spent too much fourth dimension lusting at her prospicient legs and trying to reckon up her skirt and had almost failed. She always seemed to make it yobo on me. But now I had her in my sights as I watched the cleaning lady sat down on a heavy backless terrace near the creek and started drawing on an artist sketch pad.

I guessed she couldn't have been much over thirty-five now, tall and slender with pocket-sized house breasts set senior high on her chest. She was truly beautiful. If she desired, she could deliver been a very successful model, as she had all the physical feature article as well as the ‘ looking ’. To spend this night with her was the fulfillment of fantasy, to be able to show her my affection and enjoy her in all of her aureole. Appeared to have held up well since I hold out saw her at a Democratic rally years ago.

The break of day had been uneventful until now but a unusual mentation suddenly entered my judgment. I 'd care to have a piece of that ass. And that would never ever happen if she was alive. As I pondered whether it would be worth the danger ; the devil won out and I raised the rifle again and the crosshairs of my rifle found the vital spot over the Young woman 's chest. I adjusted the range elevation for the aloofness to Mrs. Kasparian and felt my digit slowly tightening on the trigger. The AR-15 jumped in my hands and I became aware of the sound of gunfire echoing up and down the creek. I watched mesmerized at the image in the ‘ scope.

I saw my 2 legged `` cervid '' arched her spine and both hired hand clutched the wounding in her chest. Blood spurted from between her tit where my bullet had pierced her heart as her legs buckled and she came crashing down full phase of the moon length on the workbench. I could see lilliputian entry wound weep a bare drip of a huge red stain on her deep perspirer from the issue wound. She tried to get up but fell backward where she lay. Her consistency apparent motion became erratic then convulse a few times as she gradually relaxed and her hired man slid off the wound and fell beside her. I saw bubble rise from her mouth as her lungs gave out her last breath and gradually filled with H2O. Climbing down out of the stand ; I made my way down the hill and across the Creek. Ana Kasparian lay on her back on the bench with her feet on the ground.

I had done it so might as well look into her out. I stroked her silky-smooth hide, marveling at its texture. Somehow it reminded me of the finest silk, but with an even piano, more delicate character. I cupped her soft cheek in my hand as I gazed into her precious hazel middle. The blankly gazing drained eyes stared upward at me accusingly in a vitreous end stare. The center stared at the sky that could evaporate your somebody, literally radiating desire and sexuality on a subconscious mind level. Her oral fissure gaped open and blood ran out. I brushed her lenient auburn hair from her os frontale and kissed her gently, breathing deep the sultry fragrance of her clean, softly flowing hair. I kissed her again, this sentence feeling the quick softness of her perfect lips. The way she returned my kiss, I could see it in her eyes, I knew she wanted me to get my way with her, to fulfil my every desire.

I kissed her continuously, feeling her silky peel against my brim as I studied the way her soft skin was drawn over her bones, her contours melted on in double-dyed proportion. My hands lifted the bloody sweater up above her lacy bloodless bra that was also bloody near the injury. I took my hunting knife and cut the bra and removed the cups from her delicious looking tit, kissing her pharynx and now down to her pectus. Her copious heart sagged to each side. While she was tanned, it was more of a glow, the creamy pureness of her breasts revealing that it was a natural tan gained while wearing one of her many sexy bikinis. Her knocker rose like wan orbs of the rising moonlight, perfect in balance and texture, capped by pinko nipple that accented the elegance of her gallant form. They were still fond to the soupcon as I squeezed them with my hands. So soft, so supple they felt in my hands, how excited I felt knowing how she was enjoying my every touch, feeling the passion and fervour that she was building within me. I kissed her nipples, biting them gently in just the way I knew she liked. Yes, I could enjoin that she was getting excited. I sucked one, then the other, literally sucking as much of her into my rima oris as I could. Oh, how I wanted to devour her, to unthaw with her and become transport with her beauty. The olfaction of her perfume interracial ever so tantalizingly with the slight salty taste of her counterpart treasures. I paused a moment to caress her white meat once more, now shiny from my spittle, before I resumed my exploitative journey down her dainty mannikin. I kissed her sternum, following it down to the ‘ v'made by the conversion from her rib Cage to the softness of her abdomen. I pulled her top completely away from her, leaving her prevarication in front end of me wearing only dungaree. I took a moment to caress her haircloth and regard into her middle, thanking her for sharing this evening, as well as every inch of her hone female person physique, with me.

Her shapely pegleg and exquisite ass told the tale of a young woman who took good guardianship of herself and worked hard to last out in build. Her mane of auburn fuzz drifted down just past her shoulder leaf blade, trailing in the breaking wind with the bounce and shine that any shampoo commercial would have given anything to seizure. That she would consent to spending the even with me, allowing me to live my every fantasy with her filled me with heavy joy, joy that I wanted to transfer to her with every touch, with every caress.

I laid my head on her belly, feeling the cool fogginess of her against my side. I reached up with my paw, feeling every nuance of both her side of meat, from the firmness of her rib cage past the silky sonant texture of her abdomen to the hard pourboire of her innominate bone, which lay rightfield at the girdle of her shorts. I sucked briefly on the pocket-sized pit of her belly clit, noting with amusement that there was just a bit of lint captured in there. As I nibbled at the waistband of her jeans, the salty discernment of her sweat became more obvious, as it had soaked up some of her fluids released by the exertion of her jog. My hands kneaded the pulp of her venter, totally engrossed by the bouncy texture and the way I could just feel the conformation of the entrails that lay hide out beneath. I knew what she wanted, as I slipped my hands under the elastic girdle, sliding them around her waist to feel every in of her. Slowly I worked them down, my hands brushing against the tomentum of her pubic spell just under the forepart of the pissy jeans.

My hardening putz stirred in my bloomers and I felt a drop of pre-cum leak from the end of it. I gently slid down her smooth out belly and unbuttoned and unzipped. I saw that the fork had a heavy wet discoloration before sliding them down over her shapely hips to her ankles. She was clad in white cotton scanty, soiled and dripping with her yellow last piss that I also pulled to her articulatio talocruralis. My hands marvelled with the satiny softness of the sides of her behind as I slid her coverings down yesteryear before pulling them completely off of her over her feet ; discarding the dungaree and placing the wet pantie to my nose to inspire her scent. In a here and now, I found myself cheek to face with her treasure, a treasure she had chosen to plowshare with me on this extra day and now Ana Kasparian was as naked as the day she was born ; except for the mob on her finger and the pierced earrings. Seeing the endearing icy blueness dead shape lying there so still and available made the lecherousness completely overtake me. The midst shiny bush of dark brown pubic bush covering her moist cunt drew me like a magnet to the gap between her shapely legs.

At this stop ; I pulled and step-in off over her shoes. Ana had a dark tussock of her partially shaved pubic tomentum. I buried my face and inserted my spit as far as I could get into her, getting her completely wet at the same time. Grasping the manus ; I pulled the body across the terrace so that it was all lying insipid on the bench. I removed the rest of her clothes and shoes

Slowly, I kissed my way down her neck, the fragrance of her perfume blending with her own rude olfactory property. Yes, the scent of a complete fair sex, sensualism and sexual muscularity all wrapped into a pheromone driven kick that stimulated my senses like none before. I began unbuttoning her blouse

I dropped to my knees and buried my boldness in her into her pussy, pushing into her stomach between the apex of her coxa. Breathing thick, I was trying to breathe in her very gist, her unique scent that radiated from her silken pelt. Placing my hired man at her shank just above her hips, I caressed the area where her back transitioned to her shapely derriere, sliding my hands along the piano bouncy flesh as I slid my face downward into her os pubis. She had trimmed most of the hair from her George Walker Bush, leaving a narrow down patch just above her sex. I slid my nostril through the soft tangle of her pubic hair as I spread her leg apart to gain entire access code to her value offering. Oh, how silky was the pelt of her privileged thighs ! I had never felt anything so flaccid, so fluid, or so lithe. Kissing her silken thighs, I moved my attention to the garden pink hued crease of skin extending beneath her tuft of tomentum. I parted the folding with my tongue, tasting the musky salt of her staring sex, while my olfactory organ was treated to her musky essence mixed with a hint of her urine. Quickly my tongue found the tight, salty, burrow leading to her steamy interior. After sucking on her labia and her clit, I stuck my natural language as far into her crevice as potential. It still had a lingering tinge of heat and tasted and smelled slightly sweet, pissy and suspicious at the Same time. Such skilful pussy and I had n't even fucked it yet. But I was definitely ready to. Ana 's body was about as lubricate as I could get it. I knew she was excited, I knew she was writhing in the troughs of unleash passion.

My prick was so long and hard, so ready to please her, as I ever remember it as I pulled down my pants and underwear and lowered myself onto my 2 legged `` deer ''. I kissed her diffuse, pouty lips as I guided my throbbing Hammond organ inside of her tight hole until our pubic hairsbreadth meshed. I merged with her, I became one with her and her with me as I thrust my rock-hard phallus into her with an animalistic Department of Energy. As I fucked her dead pussy ; my eyes surveyed the body beneath me. Her shoulder length dark brown pilus smelled good as I sniffed it. Her face was very beautiful and her eye constitution accented her puritanic eyes perfectly as her cerise red lip rouge did the slightly parted back talk. Her adorable tits jiggled as I pounded my rod into her. I sucked on her nipples as I fucked her. She definitely had the curves and look that turned me on.

I was as voiceless as I climbed on top of her and slew into her. We rolled to the side and I licked my index finger and inserted it as far as I could reach into her tight anus, literally feeling myself thrusting just a few layers of cutis away.

Her thighs were pale like the rest of her except for a sour Brown groyne on the inside of her left one. Ana was the perfect fan. I did n't make to make pocket-sized talk or worry about pleasing her. I only had to please myself and I was doing a pretty serious job of it as I continued to cheat her passionately. I wondered if her married man realized how beautiful a body his leggy married woman still had and when was the last time he made making love to this lovely creature for what was really the end meter. But sufficiency of that ! The head of my cock was feeling so grand on each shot as I completely withdrew from Ana and rammed my cock into her love life duct all the way to the cervix uteri. I hugged her, I kissed her, I squeezed her close as I thrust faster and faster until I could not stomach it anymore. My clod were going to go off into the fuddled receptacle for my passionate seed as I felt my load of hot pasty cum shoot into her absolutely pussy. I ground the base of my cock against her unfeeling button as I filled her kitty-cat full. Oh ! That was soooo good ! I withdrew and sat back between those retentive shapely legs. I 'll bet they would wait really sexy in a duad of nylons.

My cum was starting to drop from the overflowing pussy and down into the crack of her ass. That gave me an idea. I had never fucked a adult female 's ass before not that I had n't tried. I turned the stiff over on her belly and gazed at her bosomy ass. What sexy rosehip and buttocks ! I stuck my finger inside the sticky pussycat and withdrew a glob of my cum that I smeared around her loose son of a bitch and slid my finger inside and pumped it a few sentence. I mounted her lovely dead ass and pumped it until I shot my load into it several minutes later.

creep off ; I turned Ana Kasparian 's cadaver onto it 's back and kissed her on her poise lips before taking all her clothes downstream and throwing them into the brook. I left the creek on the side her nursing home was on and made tracks up the mound to the eatage where her married man had the cattle. I then returned to the Creek by the same lead and hoisted my 2 legged `` deer '' over my berm and went up the Creek about a Admiralty mile to where a leg intersected before making my way back domicile. However, I was not done. Taking Ana 's corpse into my bathroom ; I placed it into the bath and washed the blood from the little incoming wound in her chest and the gravid expiration injury in her back.

pickings my lovely prey from the tub ; I lay her on my bed. Her dead body turned me on so very a lot. She was mine ; all mine. The undertaker would n't get to have his way with this one. I removed my dress and lay beside her ; kissing her mouth and taking one of her cold stiffening hands and placing it around my bulging cock for a few minutes as I admired the hunky-dory female specimen beside me. I sucked on her cherry red finger nails and toe nails. With my peter rock hard ; I mounted Ana 's corpse in the 69 position and slid my throbbing rod into her mouth and push up it into her lovely throat. While I fucked her dead mouth ; I caressed her shapely pallid thighs and sticky pussy with my fingers and kissed her diffused pubic hairsbreadth and the top of her puss with my lips. On each surd thrust my cock seemed to go further down her throat until it was going all the way in. It felt wonderful !

My pecker soon erupted and I shot her pharynx full moon of my embarrassing goo and then crawled off. I had another approximation. I went to the kitchen and returned with three large banana. Turning Ana over on her tum ; I played with her shapely ass and then inserted one of the bananas into her well lubed rectum and pumped it in and out before jamming it almost totally inside. Turning her dorsum over, her pale corpse laying spread eagled on her back ; I had to get her one more time with my own heavy `` banana '' before I inserted the yellow yield into her. I slid my peter into the coldness, dead, muggy pussy and fucked it until shot it total of my cum again. Mighty fine and very satisfying ; I would say. Totally played out, I rested, cuddling close with my improbable lover. I held her body tenderly, telling her how very much I loved her and her wonderful she felt. Withdrawing my well used rod ; I rammed one of the remaining banana into her cold distended sticky one dollar bill and the early one between the cherry red lips and down the throat.

If I could have crawled inside of her, I would have, but I had to settle for the pure passion of our embrace.

All skillful thing must come to an end, and this was no elision. I dressed and told her it was fourth dimension for me to go. Scooping my two-legged deer into my arms ; I carried her to the basement and placed the body in a president beside the freezer. I spread a roll of thick, sack credit card sheathing on the floor ; placed the sexy corpse on it with arms folded across the stomach ; fondled her tits and then packaged Ana Kasparian for the deep freezer. I placed bungee electric cord around the neck, stomach, thighs, and ankle to apply the plastic in situation. Clearing the rest of the food from the freezer ; I hoisted my two-legged `` cervid '' and placed her in the buttocks and returned the intellectual nourishment to the deep freezer on top of her. I 'd wait for things around here to tranquilize down before thinking about preparing the body. Besides, I needed some didactics and recipe on how to train `` girl meat '' for a feast.

I returned to my cervid stand and brought it and the relief of the equipment back to the house ; cleaned my rifle and put everything away. A short prison term later I noticed it had started to rain and was raining heavily. undecomposed. With any fate, it would definitely should cover my racetrack, while at the same fourth dimension I knew I would always remember our particular evening together. It was the best I had ever had and made me front forward to the next one even more. A very successful `` cervid '' hunt ; do n't you think !

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