Chapter 3: Showers and Healing

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

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"I had a dream about Ashley, Kevin."  He looks at me strangely.
"I thought it was last night, but it might have been earlier.  I remember everything now, Kevin...everything we did to Ashley."
"What did you dream?"  He's standing naked beside me. I'm still wearing my harness and otherwise nude.
"I dreamed that she raped me.  I dreamed that she pierced me.  I dreamed that she did everything that I've just done to her - a lock on my pussy - everything."
"Do you suppose that's where you got the idea - your inspiration?"  Kevin ponders. 
"My inspiration was her stabbing you in the back.  We need to get you to a hospital, Kev."
Kevin twists as he peers at his wound.  "It's shallow, Meg.  I'd be dead by now if it were anything serious."
"I think it needs to be looked at,"  I respond.
"We've got more important issues to address."  Kevin looks over at Ashley, and I follow his glance.  Dead and naked Ashley.  From the corner of my eye I can see he's erect.
"What's this about, Kevin?"  He has fucked me already when I first got up.  Now he's ready to go again?  I remember our affair, all the sneaking around.  I remember our sex behind Ashley's back.  It's like my brain reconnected when Kevin clipped on my dildo.  I reach for his cock and I stroke him.
"I can't believe I'm excited,"  He mumbles.  I can't tell if he's ashamed or embarrassed.  His cheeks are flushed, but his balls are rolling in their sack.
"You've got a tiny cock, Kevin."  I smirk as I grip him, glancing at the phallus hooked to my harness.  "I'm easily three times your size."
"You're making me so hard, Meg."  I can see he's dribbling.  I release him long enough to untie Ashley.  I lay her crossways on the bed with her ass on the edge.
"Here you go, Kevin."  I sit on her face and pull her legs up to her chest, exposing her pussy for easy access.  "Give her one last fucking before we dump her in the river."
"This is so wrong, Meg."
"It's gonna feel so right on your little cock, Kevin.  You know you want it.  Come on, let me slide it in for you."  I reach for his bobbing shaft.  He's on the verge of spurting all over her, and I'm simultaneously grinding her pasty complexion.  Her nipples look blue but her pussy's still pink.
"I can't believe I'm doing this, Meg.  I can't believe you're making me do this."
Did I just hear him right?  Did he say I was 'making' him do this?  Is that what he thinks?  I feel so powerful.  Could it be this harness?
"That's right, Kevin.  Fuck her.  Fuck her hard.  Fuck your girlfriend's cold, dead cunt."  I'm softly scraping my nails on his testicles.  His nut sack is already tight as a drum.  "Come in her, Kevin.  Come in her just like you came in my ass.  I'm gonna squirt in her mouth when you do.  I'm gonna gush down her throat."
We explode in her together.  I'm holding his balls as they pump in his seed.  There's a creamy ring forming at the base of his rod.  "That's right, Kevin."  I give his jewels the lightest squeeze.  "Give her every last drop."
We collapse by the bed, one on either side.  I think I hear him sobbing.  I crawl around to the opposite side.  He has his head in his hands.
"It's okay, baby."  I cradle him in my arms.  "Everything's going to be okay."
"I killed her,"  He mutters.
"I killed her, Kevin.  You just watched."  I put my finger under his chin.  I lift his head.  "I killed your girlfriend.  Do you understand?"
"Why?"  He suddenly looks like a little boy.
"Because, Kevin, she stabbed you - and she was cheating on you."
"What?"  He bellows.  His expression is total disbelief.
"That's right, Kevin.  She was cheating on you."
"How do you know?"
"I just know, Kevin.  You're going to have to trust me.  Do you love me?"
"Yes, I love you, Megan." 
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes, I trust you.  I trust you.  I love you. I can't believe it, but I love you.  How did you make me love you?"
"Stand up, Kevin."  I ignore his question.  "Stand up and turn around.  Face your girlfriend."
He does as I ask, spinning around slowly until he hovers between her legs. His prick's in my hand.  He's semi-erect; in perfect position.  I steady his stance with my hip.  The timing is right.  I know he's ready.
"Don't you need to go, Kevin?"
"Go?  Go where?"
I squeeze his dick gently, then press on his pelvis.  "Don't you need to go?"  I repeat.
"Oh shit,"  He exclaims as if suddenly awakened by the urge.  He surges towards the bathroom, but I hold him against me.
"No, Kevin.  I want you to go on her."
"What?"  I can't tell if he's horrified or confused.
"I want you to piss on her, Kevin.  Pee all over her.  Let me help you."  I give his penis another soft squeeze as I press on his bladder with my other hand.  I know he can't hold it - and I've always wanted to hold a guy's prick while he pees.  This will complete me.
Urine shoots out like a golden geyser.  I'm guiding the stream like a fireman; soaking her body with a warm summer rain.  It feels as though I'm the one pissing, as though I'm the one spraying her delicate skin.  It brings out the bruises, the blue hue of her nipples.  It beads on her breasts.  It pools in her navel.  It smells like the crotch of my day old panties.
Kevin keeps going forever.  I'm beginning to wonder if he'll ever run out.  He dribbles at the end, and I give him a shake - a couple last drops on her cum covered pussy.
"Feel better?"  I ask.  I think he's going to faint.
As he's gathering his strength, I touch his stab wound with the tip of my metal dildo.  In an instant it's healed.  Perfectly normal skin.  No cut.  No blood.  No scar.
"Did you see that, Kevin?"  Yes he did.  He drops to the floor unconscious.

Submitted: September 14, 2020

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Dick Wood

Necrophilia, murder, golden shower! Damp Kitten, you are breaking barriers in this story. Deep dark erotic feelings from the dimly lit corners of your imagination. More...More....More....

Mon, September 14th, 2020 3:11am


Deep and Dark, Dick. Yep. That's me.
Well, I'm glad you like it. I will say, this isn't going to be the last chapter. I'll try to give you what you want...

Mon, September 14th, 2020 8:45pm


Damn you. You are raising the hidden fantasy of mine to pee in you. To fill your pussy with so much piss it flows out of you over my cock inside you onto my nut sac over your megalips wetting it and the tops of our thighs flushing my cum out of you.

Mon, September 14th, 2020 10:17am


Is that your 'hidden' fantasy, Ron? The one I'm raising? You know how I like to make you rise...

Mon, September 14th, 2020 8:42pm


Woah, its like an exploration into the undiscovered , like the mind waking into a day it didnt know but dives into.. Are you getting me? You sure are, you always do

Mon, September 14th, 2020 10:20am


You're so right, sweetness - very undiscovered. Thank you for following this along!

Mon, September 14th, 2020 8:38pm


You are one scary lady!

Mon, September 14th, 2020 3:17pm


Awe...I don't want to scare you, baby. Well...maybe a little. Just enough to excite you...

Mon, September 14th, 2020 8:36pm


Glass ceiling fucking shattered!!!!

Tue, September 15th, 2020 4:23am


Glass ceiling fucking shattered!!!!

Tue, September 15th, 2020 4:23am


Is there a glass ceiling?

Tue, September 15th, 2020 9:19pm


If there was, there sure as shit isn't anymore.

Wed, September 16th, 2020 3:00pm



Wed, September 16th, 2020 2:29pm

Sarah C

Oh wow - I've been mia for a while, but what a story to come back too! Loving this, so well written and completely full of all the taboo shit people can be scared to write about.
Definitely can't wait to read more! Xx

Sat, September 19th, 2020 9:22pm

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