Hello Necrophilia Deviants. It should come as no surprise that my desire for a necrophilia phone sex fantasy would stem from my love affair with Criminal Minds. I am sitting here watching a rerun that happened to be on late last night and I was getting aroused at the story line of a guy working in a morgue. Sure he was only a passing character but my mind latched on to him like a cat hunting a bird.
Would only make sense that I would have the most intense sexual dream due to that arousing vision I had before bed. Now being the phone sex whore that I am I just had to share my dream with you. So those the necrophiliacs out there you will adore this.
It was late at night doing my late shift at the morgue. Hearing the buzz of the over head florescent lights blend in the the tunes on the radio. The cool, lifeless body of a man lay on the stainless steel slab. A white sheet still covering over the lower half of his body while I was working on his face. Preparing him for his funeral service. Ensuring the make up gave him the right amount of warmth. Didnt make him look so “dead”. I like the dead look. The way the skin is so pale, so cold to the touch.
Its hard not be so close to his face and not want to kiss those blueish lips. Just one little kiss. Before I know it my tongue is pushing past those tight lips to explore his mouth that tastes of chemicals but doesnt matter. I want more.
My hands exploring down his hairless chest to find those super sexy autopsy incision. That is what does it. My fingers twisting over the stitches. I pull my mouth off his to take a look over my shoulder, knowing full well no one is there but still can never be too careful.
I stand up to lift up my leopard print mini. Letting it roll up over my hips and expose my bare pussy. I grab Mr. Dead’s hand working it so his index finger is free from the others fingers and start fingering my clit with it. Rocking back and forth over that hand.
Shit. Feels so good.
That cold finger gliding over my wet pussy. Letting it plunge deeper and deeper into me.
Course it was then that I woke up. That is the horrible part about sex dreams for me. Just when I am about to get to the orgasm I wake up. Mind you its not so horrible for I do enjoy being aroused all day long. That sense of being teased from the moment I get up does get one going.
As you can see I hunger for a sick necrophilia phone sex fantasy. Let kick it up a taboo notch. I have a few other ways to take this fantasy. Give me a call.
Just ask for Devon Smith
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