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The Apartment

Categories Fantasy, Death, Murder

Author: jeff

Published: 30 July 2005

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It's a quiet night. I sit in the dark apartment waiting, watching the
traffic on the street below. I smile at how easy this has been.

I've watched the girl for a couple of days, she seems oblivious to my
presence. Maybe she hasn't seen me or maybe she's used to people
watching her, dancers are like that I suppose. Her routine is the same
every day. She goes to work at about eight o'clock every night, and
comes home at three o'clock in the morning.

I look at my watch. 2:58am. Almost time.

The apartment was a breeze to break into. I just climbed right up the
wooden cage surrounding the lower apartment’s patio and over the low
wooden fence surrounding the upper patio. The sliding glass door was
unlocked, I just let myself in.

Footfalls on the stairs outside. She's coming. I get up from the
chair and hide behind the curtains that normally cover the patio door.
I've found this hiding place when I came in and I've cut a small slit
in the fabric so I can watch her come in.

She opens the door and I can see her illuminated by the porch light.
She's a vision as always. Tall, with the slender graceful figure of a
dancer. She has long dark hair tied up in a bun, little streams of it
drop down over the fine angular features of her beautiful face. She's

She comes in closing the door behind her, drops her bags down next to
the door and turns on the lights. I watch her body move under the
flowery cotton sun dress she's wearing as she kneels down to pet her
cat. A cat, by the way, that ran up to me when I came in like I was
part of the family. I think I like cats.

She stands and walks past my hiding place to the kitchen. I hold my
breath as she walks by, it's too early for her to see me, it would
complicate things. I hear the sound of her sandals against the tile
floor of the kitchen, it appears that she didn't see me. I'm lucky
tonight. I slowly release my grip on the long silk scarf wrapped around
my left hand. The sounds from the kitchen tell me she's feeding the

I watch as she walks back into my field of view then turns and walks
directly away from me down the hall toward the bathroom. I must act
now! I quietly (oh so quietly) move out from behind the curtain and
silently wrap the other end of the scarf around my right hand. She's
still unaware of my approach as I lift the scarf over her head and
tighten it down around her pretty neck. I pull the ends of the scarf,

She tries to scream, I think. But all that comes out is a gurgling
sound. She begins to struggle and kick. I stand sideways to protect
my groin and pull the scarf tighter. I take a few shots in the ribs
from her elbows. It hurts but I can't let up now. I pull her body a
little closer as she twists and turns.

Thirty seconds pass. Her face becomes beat-red, her eye's are wide
with fear and her tongue sticks out of her open mouth as she gasps for
air. Her struggling reaches it's peak then I start to feel her

One minute. She continues to pull at the scarf with her hands and kick
with her sandaled feet but I already know that I've won. I pull back
on the scarf until her head is resting on my shoulder, I breathe in her
scent, her hair, her skin, the light smell of perfume worn behind the

One minute, thirty seconds. She's losing control, I watch as her
movements become jerky and erratic. Her eyelids flutter and her eyes
roll back in her head and her mouth closes on her still outstretched
tongue. The gurgling noises have all but stopped. I'm rock hard.

Two minutes. I admire her stamina, two minutes without air and still
on her feet. However, as I'm thinking this I feel her knees begin to
buckle. I watch as her long lovely arms slowly drop to her sides and
her eyelids flutter closed. Her head lols from side to side and then
falls forward.

Two minutes, thirty seconds. The only indication of movement now are
her infrequent body spasms. I hold her up by the scarf. She dangles
limply in my grasp. I continue to pull on the scarf, no going back

Three minutes. I lower her lifeless body to the floor, face first. I
watch her bare left leg jerk once, then, no more movement at all. She
is mine.

I pull on the scarf for a long time. Another five minutes or so, just
to be sure. I remove the scarf and check her pulse. None.

"She's Dead," I say to myself.

I remove the scarf and put it in my pocket as I take a long look at her
motionless body, lying face down before me. I kneel down and, starting
at her head, move both of my hands down the curves of her body. As I
work my way down I can feel the bra and panties that she wears under
the soft cotton dress. I feel my heart skip a beat as my hand finally
touches the soft smooth skin of her legs. I continue to move until my
hands rest on the sandals she's wearing.

I'm shaking as I gently bend her leg at the knee, lift her foot up, and
slide the sandal off. I toss it aside as I look at her now bare foot.
It is long and graceful like the girl herself, I softly kiss the
sole. It's still warm and soft, very nice. I push her leg back a bit
farther so I can see the rest of her foot. She's wearing a dark
purple, almost black, toenail polish. I run my lips along the top of
her foot and across the row of her soft little toes.

I realize as I put down her left leg and pick up her right that my
pants have gotten uncomfortable. I pull off the other sandal and
untuck my shirt from my slacks. I pull the shirt up and over her bare
foot and let it rest next to my skin as I undo my pants and slide them
down to my knees.

My erection is almost painful as I look at the beautiful dead girl. I
move away slightly and her bare foot slowly slides down my stomach and
comes to rest next to my swollen member. It is heaven. I begin using
my hands to move her foot up and down my shaft. The pre-ejaculate on
the head of my dick lubricates her foot nicely. I reach down and pick
up her other foot and bring them together on my cock. I take her feet
like that for what seems like a long time, but I stop myself just short
of cumming. There are still other things I want to do.

I stand up and step out of my pants then I pick them up and pull a
small pair of sharp scissors from the back pocket. I kneel back down
and pull each strap of the dress away from her shoulders so that I can
see her white silk bra straps. With two quick movements the straps are
cut. I then unhook the back of the bra through the dress, reach under
her right arm and tug the bra away from her body.

Now I lift up the girls dress until I can see her white silk panties (a
matching set). I run my hand up her dress and use the scissors to cut
the fabric on both sides of the silk undergarment. Then I just pull
them off of her. She's naked now except for the dress.

I stare at her soft pink pussy. It glistens! I slip one of my fingers
up inside her. She's wet. I wonder at this. Was I performing some
fantasy? Did she wish for something like this to happen to her? I'll
never know.

I remove my fingers from her and roll her body over onto her back. I
look at her face. Her beauty is stunning, even in death. Her tongue
still sticks out of her mouth and her brown eyes are half open. I lean
down and touch the tip of my tongue to hers and push it past her teeth
back into her mouth. She tastes wonderful. I push open her eyelids so
I can see her beautiful brown eyes. I caress her soft face with my
lips and work my way down to her neck and then begin to undo the
buttons holding the dress on.

I continue kissing and licking her body until, after five buttons, I am
greeted by the sight of her beautiful breasts. They are round and firm,
not too large, not too small. They have small dark pink nipples. I
taste them. I pull on them with my teeth. I continue undoing buttons.

I work my way past her perfect navel complete with belly-button ring
(which I remove) and down to her perfect, pink, wet, pussy. I run my
lips over her small patch of soft brown hair and down between her legs.
I smell her. I taste her. I experience her. She is perfect. She is

Again the scissors do their work and the straps holding the dress on her
arms fall away. I pause and step back to admire this beautiful naked
woman lying dead in the cut-up remains of her clothing.

I'm still so hard it hurts.

I bend down and pick up the body. She dangles lifelessly in my arms as
I carry her into her bedroom. I place her face-up sideways on the bed
with her head hanging off the edge. Her mouth opens naturally. I take
a deep breathe and kneel down. It's so easy to push my dick into her
mouth it feels like it was made to go there. I slide it up to the hilt,
until I can feel my balls touching her face. She accepts it without
complaint, of course. I pull out somewhat and thrust forward again. I
marvel at the way her throat swells with my erect member inside it.

I fall into a rhythm and watch as her body moves with each thrust Her
breasts bounce up and down in time to my music. It is wonderful. I
have to stop again, this time I'm almost too late. I pull out and try
to fight back the eminent eruption. I wait. I breathe. I look at
her. She stares back at me with her beautiful brown eyes.

I grab her by the shoulders and turn her face down, then stand up and
walk around to the other side of the bed. I reach out and grab her by
her bare feet. I hold them for a few seconds caressing her soft toes
and then pull her body across the bed until her cute little butt hangs
out just over the edge. I put her legs down and they fall at an angle
to the rest of her body giving me a clear view of her tight pink
rosebud and her soft wet pussy.

Normally I don't care much for anal sex but the idea of taking her in
every one of her orifices turns me on. I reach down and stick my
fingers up inside her until they are slick with her juices. Then,
slowly, I insert one of them into her ass. I work it around for a
while and then insert another, then, slowly, another. Then head of my
prick is wet enough with juices of it's own and with only a little
thrust I manage to push it in.

It's tight almost too tight. It seems she didn't care much for anal
sex either. That's okay, she doesn't care now. The idea turns me on.

I take the naked dead girl in the ass as long as I can stand it. My
dick is screaming for release. I must, as much as I don't want to,
finish this soon.

I pull myself from her asshole, walk back around to the other side of
the bed and pull her by her arms back onto the bed. I turn her over
and then twist her body around so that she's lying lengthwise on the
bed. I reach down and spread her beautiful soft dancer legs. I remove
the rest of my clothes.

Her body shakes from side to side as I crawl up onto the bed and
position myself on top of her lifeless nude body. I move my dick to
the opening of her soft inviting pussy and it seems to just fall in. I
lay on top of her feeling what remains of her body heat and I slowly
begin to slide in and out of her.

I move my legs to the outside of hers and use them to push her legs
together. This increases the pressure on my already throbbing penis and
I realize that I can't last much longer. I continue my sliding in and
out as I look at her. Arms at her sides, legs together, with my cock
sliding in and out of her. I look at those beautiful glassy brown eyes
and I finally lose control.

I shoot load after hot load of my cum deep inside her pussy. I can't
seem to stop it goes on for what seems like hours. Finally I collapse
on her soft still-warm body. I kiss her passionately, driving my
tongue deep into her waiting mouth. She cannot kiss back. I like

After a few minutes I pull out of her and clean myself up. I draw back
the covers and then I pick her up and put her in bed, taking the time
to run my hands over her body again. I cover her up and tuck her in as
if she were sleeping.

I bend over and kiss her lips one last time.

"Goodnight," I say.

I gather my things and put my clothes back on. I leave the way I came
in, through the sliding glass patio door and down the wooden cage.
It's been a good night, I may not feel like doing this for some time to

I guess we'll see.

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Comments (42)
Anonymous reader — 06 January 2016 00:59
Wonderful story.. would definitely love to read more from you!
Anonymous reader — 23 October 2015 04:09
Did you not read the fucking tags? Don't hate on the story cause' your a little bitch and can't handle it. It's erotica wtf did you expect? Maybe next time read the tags and use your mother fucking brain.

Loved the story btw.
Anonymous reader — 12 November 2014 03:51
Fab, exactly what I was looking for ;-) even as a woman, I get highly aroused by the idea of a man choking a woman to death and fucking her during/after it. Also I love stories like this in first person. Drove me wild <3
Anonymous reader — 04 April 2014 00:29
That was too hot. ♥
anonymous reader — 13 August 2013 16:33
I came 5 times over this story because its the kind of story I was looking for, if you think its a sick story why did you search it in the first place, like I don't search gay stories just to hate on them because I don't like them, so why did you ?
anonymous reader — 15 July 2012 16:37
LOL at people who cry at this. A) It's a story. B) Learn how to read the fucking tags.
anonymous reader — 03 January 2012 23:54
thats probably the only way a sick fuck like you will ever get a girl. this made me cry. at first i was interested, but now it just pisses me off. nasty fuck
corruptangel — 04 June 2010 22:08
Jeff as i read more and more of your stories my pussy yearns to beat rape and murder little fuck holes with you!
Anonymous reader — 13 April 2010 18:04
Oh my lord. Wow wow wow some people know how to tell a story ps as long as it is only a story ;-)
Anonymous reader — 27 March 2010 12:44
This kinda turned me on... o.o
Anonymous reader — 07 August 2009 04:49
I've read way creepier stuff than this. The people who complain are big babies who can't read the categories, and get freaked out over softcore dark fantasy. Anyways, this is nicely written. I wonder what happened to the author.
Anonymous reader — 21 May 2009 01:24
Whoa!!! ;)
Anonymous reader — 20 May 2009 04:19
Ya really ppl i may be a few years behind your comments but it did say death, murder, and necro. in the description. dumb fucks. so why bitch. i came twice =) reading this. and awsome story man. fuck the holy rollers who bitched about this. its a fucking story. real or fake we will never know. hahahahaaaaa.
Anonymous reader — 07 March 2009 11:57
I agree that the fools who bash the writer are stupid. Unless they are illiterate, they have no excuse for doing it. They can read perfectly fine (though they lack a bit of intellect and intelligence) and they can see the categories. "Murder," "Death," and "Necrophilia" have basically one meaning each and it's pretty hard to not understand them.

If you read this story and think it's sick and then comment, DON'T READ ANYMORE. Don't read these period! You are wasting time of other people as well as your own time. Get a life and read the shit that YOU are interested in. Stop making death threats to and insulting the writer. One, you will never carry it out. Two, there is no reason to unless this person is actually doing this to people.


P.S. Quite well written :-).
Anonymous reader — 18 November 2008 13:08
By the way for the idiots condemning this, I believe necrophilia IS about having sex with dead people...
Anonymous reader — 18 November 2008 12:58
By the way for the idiots condemning this, I believe necrophilia IS about having sex with dead people...
Mayhem_maniacccc — 18 November 2008 12:57
I found this relatively good, it's not TOO overboard, the necrophilic idea thing was a BIT of a turn on, considering this is the 1st necrophilic story I've read... It was also a BIIT (rather LOT) creepy, the whole murdering and having sex and all..I'm unnerved, good Lord@!!! I wonder if it happens in real life? *shivers and looks around suspiciously*... dont be pissed, that's what i thought and wanted to share, haha! :)
Anonymous reader — 13 August 2008 23:25
i absolutely love all these people who talk shit on this site. its a site specifically for these kinds of stories, rape, incest, necro, etc.
9/10 the description was too lifelike, rather than deadlike haha i almost got a sense she was merely unconcious when you fucked her, keep writing!
Anonymous reader — 11 August 2008 01:27
dont you think having sex w/ a corpse is gross? lol
danielak2 — 06 August 2008 06:10
One of my fantasies when I come home to my empty apartment! Would be nice if someone does this to me before I turn too old 35 is to old!
READER — 03 February 2008 21:16
i loved it. im female and i may be a little sick in the head for it but i loved it. keep em coming. 10/10!
READER — 29 April 2007 15:57
Fucking Awsome!
READER — 18 April 2007 01:24
This story was a real fantasy turn on for me. I am really into pretty women wearing sexy dresses and sandals. I loved the way she kicked at you with her sandaled feet while you strangled her. And then, after she was dead, you slowly removed her sandals and rubbed her bare feet on your steaming cock. So hot. Please write more snuf stories featuring women wearing leather thong sandals -- my favorites.
READER — 05 April 2007 14:39
do you know the meaning of murder? well its in this section, can't you fucking read? if u never wanted to something like this why read it? damn fools!!
READER — 13 February 2007 12:40
why are u stupid fuckers reading the shit if u dont like it u know u came reading it just like therest of us
READER — 12 January 2007 08:54
this story was ok, but it could have done without the killing of her and if the body was like 5 days old
READER — 05 November 2006 03:37
Yuo iz teh suk
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READER — 12 July 2006 17:45
Holy shit i didnt even no people like this kinda shit the guy hu wrote this is one sick mother fucker and my bros a hitman and hes gonna track you down and kill you bitch watch out he comin for ya
READER — 15 March 2006 07:18
Well you see the world is truly on a downward spiral. But remember this Jesus Loves You.
READER — 23 December 2005 14:51
Yeah I'm alive!If my people catch this sick bitch we will slit his throat!
READER — 15 November 2005 16:29
well assholes I liked it and I don't care what any of you thought about it. keep writing I gave it an 8/10
READER — 23 September 2005 22:15
READER — 16 September 2005 15:03
Agree with archaic, stupid story. Man...and I thought I was sick....lol
READER — 09 September 2005 13:49
Sick, just sick, didn't even get anything from that
READER — 27 August 2005 04:53
i thought it was feaking hot i mean i busted a load when he rub his cock on her feet an then i took a break a cumed agian to this , this is freakin aewsome an i would suck the wirters dick
READER — 24 August 2005 21:22
You Sick Mother Fucker...Suppose You Cant Help but express your feelings but do it on some other fuckin website...no1 wants it here an whoever does should fuck off with you an jerk off over your pathetic filth...your obviously sick and twisted and you deserve the same treatment as your victims wich appear in your sick head...ur an ass an u need to die .. NOW
READER — 22 August 2005 01:40
Surely you are a sick fuck and you are going to hell, even if you wrote this as a joke if I ever find you I am going to kill you...do us all a favor and choke yourself next time
READER — 19 August 2005 15:25
who ever wrote this story is a sick twisted ass hole
READER — 17 August 2005 02:39
READER — 15 August 2005 14:05
OK, first, when you strangle someone it is the blood supply of glucose that causes them to pass out after about thirty seconds. Second, that wetness was where she pissed herself, she probably lost control of her bowels too. She would not have been too pretty in the face after the blood vessels in her eyes, tongue, and ears rutured. The big purple crease on her throat would have sorta dimmed things too. Wht would he have said "shes dead" unless he was informing fluffy to enjoy the last free meal. Dude, we all fanasize about some wierd shit here. . . but if you want to keep this shit to yourself, we would all thank you.
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