I looked down at the beautiful young woman lying in the casket and then back at my wife. She had always been jealous of Samantha since our high school days. Samantha was my old girl friend before I started dating Jill who later became my wife. Jill could never get over the fact that Samantha had been first in my life and after our marriage she continued to harbor the jealousy. Nothing changed when we received from my old friend Jason that Samantha had been killed in a car accident. I was the one who suggested that we attend the wake. Jill agreed but I could read her thoughts by the expression on her face. At the funeral home she would not go near the casket. Instead she stood around talking to some of her old friends from high school. I didn't feel comfortable at all standing next to the casket. I could feel Jill's eyes on me. That didn't stop me from paying my last respects to Samantha.

Samantha looked as beautiful as ever. She was clad in a lovely white sparkling gown. It was low cut to reveal her cleavage and creamy white shoulders. Her face was as sweet and lovely as I remembered it with the round cheeks and full lips. It retained that hint of sensuality but was placid and void of any expressions. Her golden curls cascaded down over her shoulders. I remembered how the strands had flowed through my fingers as we kissed. I was so tempted to reach down and touch her but I dared not. If I had Jill would never have forgiven me. I found it more prudent to walk away from her. On the way home my wife said little to me and I knew what she was thinking. Finally I confronted her about her child like behavior.

"Jill get over it", I said to her. "Samantha is dead and she is going underground. She is no longer any threat to you. Now would you please grow up."

"John I saw the way you were looking at her in that casket. I know you still have to hots for her."

"Jill don't let a dead woman come between us. Now she is gone but you and me Jill, we still have each other. Now you are my wife and I love you. You will just have to trust me Jill."

"I am sorry John. I guess I was acting childish. Please forgive me."

The subject was not brought up again and I thought Jill had finally come her senses but I was wrong. One day I received a phone call from my friend Jason. He told me that he had gotten wind that that Jill and some of her friends were going to play an awfully dirty trick on me. One of her friends was going to play dead in a casket at a fake wake. They wanted to see if I would stroke and caress that dead girl while they watched. I could not believe my wife would go that far. I then devised a plan of my own to turn the tables on them. That night sure enough Jill made the strangest proposal to me.

"John I changed my mind about this whole thing. I mean about Samantha."

"Samantha is dead, I replied. I thought we agreed to drop that subject. "

"Well John it is not really about Samantha. When I say I changed my mind I mean I think it would be really cool to see you make love to a dead girl."

"Where do you plan to get a dead girl? Are you going to go dig one up."

"Of course not John. This Saturday they are having a wake for a lovely local girl who died. I want to see you stroke and caress her dead corpse. That would really turn me on. Will you do it for me John?"

"Sure I will Jill but how do you plan to arrange all this?"

"Just come with me this Saturday evening and I will take care of the rest."

The wake was at a middle class brick home in a southeast suburb. Jill and I arrived at the home around 6:00 pm. There were already a few people gathered around. They were mostly standing around talking. In the other room I could see the girl lying in a casket. I was amazed they would spend that much time and money on this practical joke. Someone actually got up and made a speech to make it look real. I was not at all fooled. I walked over and looked in the casket.

She looked very pretty with long blonde curls. She was doing a good job of playing dead. I could see Jill whispering to her friends and smiling. I started playing with her hair and stroking her face. She was quite warm for a corpse. I noticed that she was trying to hold her breath. I could now see that I had the undivided attention of the group. I figured that they were all in on this farce. Now I resolved to give them more than what they came for. I started squeezing her tits really hard through her blouse. One woman actually cried out. That didn't stop me. I continued to work my hand lower and lower under her blouse. I heard one of the women say that someone should arrest me. Rather this protest was real I was not sure.

As I continued to work my hand further down. I could see her making little jerking movements as she tried to restrain herself. My descending hand finally reached her thigh. Then I shoved my hand right up her dress and under her panties. I could see that the group was mesmerized by what I was doing. There were a few out cries and jeers but no one trued to stop me. Legally I had already done enough to be arrested. I would not have done that to a real dead body especially in front of people. By now the girl was gritting her teeth. It must have took an immense effort for her not to scream. Then I did something that none of them would have expected.

I pulled the girl's skirt up to her thighs and removed her panties. To the shock of everyone I removed my clothes and climbed into the casket with her. I maneuvered myself around until my cock was pressing against her pussy lips. She opened her eyes cried out:

"Oh God! Get it in me! fuck me! I want it so bad, please!

It was no surprise to see this beautiful corpse wake up when she felt my cock against her honey pot. To everyone's shock and my wife's horror, I plunged inside and began fucking her with piston like thrust. I heard Jill yell out:

"Oh my God Jason! Oh my God!"

The girl then screamed out in her passion. Her legs flew up in the air and locked around my back. I continued to pump away at her with wild fury as she bucked and heaved to try to get me deeper inside. Jill was still yelling and screaming. There were cat calls, jeers, and the clapping of hands. The girl was apparently approaching an orgasm. She yelled out.

"Oh Mark, watch this! I am going to come baby and he is going to come in me." Here it goes: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEhAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh......" FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUk......!!!!!!!

The place was in pandemonium. The girl was screaming so loud she was hurting my ear drums. Who ever Mark was he was yelling at her. Some of the guys were masturbating to the erotic scene. Women were screaming., and Jill had fainted away on the floor. I don't know if she had really fainted or she was just pretending but she was fine on the way home. Only she was not speaking to me. She didn't speak to me for another two days and she forced me to sleep on the couch. Finally I was able to talk to her.

"Jill first of all, this whole crazy idea was yours. You did this just because you were jealous of Samantha. Secondly. you didn't fool me. Jason called and told me of your plan. I did what I did because I thought you deserved it."

"Yes but Jason I thought you were just going to stroke and caress her. Did you have to stick your cock in her pussy? My God you fucked her Jason. You fucked that whore!" Jason, what if she gets pregnant and comes to you for.....Oh my God Jason."

She could not finish the sentence. She put her head on my shoulder and sobbed until her whole body was shaking. I held her tightly in my arms and tried to comfort her the best I could.

"Alright I said to her, I will admit that I did a terrible thing. We both did something wrong. Can you find it in you to forgive me? I said to you her."

"Yes Jason I forgive you but Jason it is so......Oh my God Jason......"

We went into the bedroom arm in arm with her still sobbing. After a while she finally calmed down. If this was all an act she was putting on she should have won academy award. I still don't know if it was and act but her future behavior certainly makes me question her sincerity. Later that night she changed her tune.

"Jason", she said. "I want to know something."

"What is that?" I replied.

"Jason tell me honestly. Was she a good fuck? I mean did you enjoy fucking her more than you enjoy fucking me?"

Jill I know it was wrong but....."

"Jason I am not asking you about right or wrong. I ask you if you enjoyed fucking her more then me?"

"Jill I don't think that is a fair question. I don't compare women like that. You are my wife and no woman compares with you. To answer your question honestly however, I will have to say that I enjoyed it but she could never replace you in my mind."

"Jason, how good was she?"

"Well uuuuuh, she was I guess ok....."

"Well was she this good Jason?"

Much to my surprise Jill reached over and grabbed my cock out of my underpants. Then she got on top of me. She was only wearing her nightie. Before I knew it she had with some expert maneuvering put my cock right inside of her.

"Was she that good Jason?" Or was she this good?"

She bent down and kissed me passionately driving her tongue deep into my mouth. She then began to grind around on me like a go go dancer.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm......was she that good Jason?"

"For me nobody is better than you Jill. You are the best in town baby."

We didn't do very much more talking. It was the beginning of a marathon make out session that continued most of the night. We continued to make love until we were so exhausted that we fell asleep in each others arms. It appeared everything was back on track for us at least for a few days as we were enjoying daily sex and not playing tricks on each other.

One evening I got off earlier than I had expected from work. Instead of going around the front way I entered through the kitchen. Jill was usually preparing dinner at that time but she was no where to be seen. I went into the living room, no Jill. Then I heard muffled noises down the hallway that seemed to be coming from our back bedroom. To avoid being heard I walked slowly and softly down the hall. Our bedroom door was slightly ajar but I could see inside.

What I saw nearly caused me to fall backward. Right there on our marriage lay Jill and a man called Tom who was at the wake. They were both naked. Tom was on top of my wife and was fucking her. I was just at the right angle to see his huge cock plundering her pussy. He was pumping away at her furiously. There was no doubt that Jill was very much into him and was enjoying herself immensely. If she loved me like she pretended she certainly had a funny way of showing it. Her mouth was crushed to his in a deep passionate kiss and she had him locked in a hard embrace like she would never let him go. I felt like running in and busting up their sordid affair but I remembered that I had fucked the casket girl right in front of her. Rather this had been on going or was her means of revenge I was not sure. Rather than barging in and stopping them I simply turned around and left. Honestly I loved Jilled and I did not want to do something that would result in the split up of our marriage.

I drove around until I saw that the lights were out and then I came back in. Perhaps I was being her fool but for better or worse that was what Idid. I silently went back into our bedroom. Jill was asleep and was lying there totally naked. I climbed into bed without waking her and went to sleep myself.

knowing that your wife has cheated on you behind your back changes your whole life. Perhaps she thought I had it coming to me but now we were equal. I had done a wrong thing and she had gotten even with me. The score was tied but another shoe was about to drop.

It was a Saturday and my wife was out doing some shopping. Being off from work that day I stayed home. It was afternoon when I heard a knock at the door. I thought it was my wife but when I opened it I saw a blonde haired girl standing on the porch. It was the girl I had fucked in the casket. Seeing her at our house surprised me so much that for a while I was unable to speak. I was also ashamed of what I had done. She didn't seem to be at all ashamed as she was all smiles.

"Well aren't you going to invite me in?" she said to me.

She didn't wait for me to answer. She just walked right in. Her tits pressed against me as she slithered passed me. I got my first real look at her outside the casket. She was a stack of luscious curves from head to foot. She was wearing a low cut blouse and a pair of tight fitting jeans. She was literally bursting out all over. My mouth must have been hanging open as I stared at her. I wondered how she came to arrive at my house. Perhaps someone had sent her out for a joke I thought. Finally I spoke to her.

"What do you want do you want?" I ask her.

"It is funny you should ask that question. You guys are all the same. Don't you remember? What do you think I want silly? Do you think you can just stick your dick in me and then walk off, and now you say hey, what do you want? I want you baby and I want your dick in me, just like you fucked me in that casket. You made me feel damn good baby."

Before I could answer her she snaked her arms around me and pressed herself against me. You can imagine my state of mind. The very girl I had fucked right in front of my wife was now in my house demanding sex from me. I knew that Jill might return at any time and catch me which would be the end of my marriage. Hell why should I worry? I thought. I had just caught her fucking a guy in front of me. Well that would make us kind of even. That logic just didn't figure. I knew that two wrongs never make a right but what guy thinks logically with a beautiful chick in his arms wanting sex? Honestly I didn't not want to escape from her. Holding this Calvin Clein Venus in my arms was igniting a fire that could be put out. I had lied to Jill. I did enjoy having sex with her and I felt the same lustful desire. If I could have ever freed myself from her embrace that chance went by the wayside when she kissed me.

She had a wide sensual mouth that covered mine completely. I can think of nothing more wonderful than those lips pressed against mine. As she kissed me she tightened her grip on my neck and pressed her mouth more firmly to mine. I was now totally lost in the kiss and the sweet nectar of her mouth. I no longer cared if Jill came in and caught me as I was filled uncontrollable lust and desire. Then there was the advent of her tongue. It fluttered teasingly around on my lips and then over my teeth before it plunged deep into my mouth. Then almost at the same time she sucked my own tongue right out of my mouth. It seemed like the kiss went on forever as I had lost complete track of time.

Finally she pushed me back and removed her blouse. Her luscious tits popped out like two ripe melons. Pushing her fingers inside her jeans she slid them slowly down her legs with a slight wiggling motion. Then she removed her panties in the same fashion. Now she was completely naked accept for her high heels. She moved over to the sofa and spread her legs wide apart. She looked a lot more sensual then she did in the casket. Her entire luscious body was curvy, well toned, and firm. She had a remarkable golden tan with the exceptions being the two white bikini lines that marked off her private region. Her perky tits were not the largest but they stuck straight out without a bit of sag. Her golden blonde hair cascaded over shoulders. For a while I was mesmerized by her. Finally she spoke:

"Come on John, don't just stand there come fuck me big guy."

I didn't waist any time complying with her. I pulled out my cock and walked up to her. I was just about to get between her legs when she pushed me back.

"John take your clothes off. All of them. I want to feel your naked body when you fuck me."

I was now her willing slave and I was willing to do anything she ask. I hurriedly removed my clothes and crawled on top of her. When she felt my cock against her pussy lips she moaned deeply.

"Oh God John get it in me. I am dying to feel your big fucking dick inside me."

How could I ever refuse such a request like that. With one hard push I was all the way inside her. She locked her legs around my back and gyrated her ass like a go go danger. I fucked her with long deep strokes as we assumed a primal sexual rhythm like we were made to fuck. This was so much better then making love in the casket. We had so much more room to move around and there was no clothes between our skins as we moved together. We were fucking each other like wild, my balls and our flesh making loud slapping noises as we banged together. She moved her legs back over my shoulders and moved her ass to try to get me deeper inside her. That was impossible as my cock was already balls deep in her. She was becoming so vociferous in her yells of passion that I was afraid the neighbors would hear us.

I had to kiss her to quite her down. She grabbed me and rammed her tongue down my throat, holding me very tightly. Finally she tore loose and screamed out in a very loud reverberating yell. When I climaxed I pulled nearly all the way out of her then slammed back in to my balls. The force of my thrust lifted her up off the sofa. Then she ground her ass into me like wild while at the same time she rammed her tongue into my mouth. Once again she yelled out so loud I thought my ear drums would brake. Then finally she calmed down and relaxed in my arms. I had now found a new fuck buddy. She agreed to meet me when ever my wife was away. Jill came home later that night. I never expected her to tell me about her affair but she surprised me again.

"John I have something to tell you. I mean I have a confession to make"

"What is that I ask her?"

"John I have been deceiving you." I have been having an affair with Tom behind your back. Can you ever forgive me?

I was not going to tell her that I had caught them in the act. I wanted her to keep the illusion that I knew nothing about it. Now she had succeeded in sending me on a guilt trip that I had fucked the casket girl behind her back. I could now no longer in good conscience keep it a secret from her.

"Yes I forgive you but have a confession to make to you."

"What is that?" she said to me.

"Well you know the girl I fucked in the casket. Who is she?"

"Sue Ellen but what is your confession?"

"Well you know while you were gone today Sue Ellen came over. She came in and seduced me and I fucked her. I am sorry Jill. Can you find it in you to forgive me to?"

I was not being totally honest with her. I had no intentions of getting rid of Sue Ellen. I was not going to change my plan to keep her as a fuck buddy behind my wife's back. If she didn't trust me I also didn't trust her about her future rendezvous with Tom. So in my mind one good deception deserved another.

"Yes I forgive you John. I think it was courageous of you to tell me the truth rather keep it from me. You are a real man John and I love you."

Jill had fallen hook, line, and sinker for this deception. I was proud and happy. Now I had two women on my string to manipulate, one being my gullible wife and the other a girl who could knock my balls out of the park. Now I could not imagine that another shoe would drop but it did.

It was a Friday evening that I came home from work late. I noticed that all the lights in the house were off. I thought at first that Jill might be in the bedroom. I called out to her several times but there was no answer. I then walked into the living room and turned on the lights. To my shock and surprise I saw a woman sitting on the sofa that was not my wife. The most surprising thing was that she had not stirred and she was staring out at nothing. I walked right up to her. She was not moving and she was not breathing. She was obviously dead.

Someone had placed a corpse in our living room. The first thought that occurred to me was that my wife and her friends had played another trick on me. This time it was a real corpse. I never dreamed that in her revenge she would go that for.

Even though the woman was dead she was very beautiful with a shapely body and long black hair. I felt of her. She was very cold. I noticed tat there was a tag on her arm. It read: "Medical lab for testing." This told me everything. The corpse had come from the university medical lab. I wondered what I should do.

Did the trickers expect me to fuck her? Were they some where in the house watching me or was I being video taped? Well I thought I might as well go ahead and entertain them. Holy shit I had never fucked a real dead girl before. The thought really turned me on. I then proceeded to undress her. Wow was she curvaceous and sexy looking. There was no signs of any rigor mortis and she appeared to be very freshly dead and very limp. She was the perfect necro babe me. Forget my wife! With no further ado I took off my clothes and mounted her. My cock was pressing right against her pussy lips. It was certainly not like a living woman's pussy. It was cold, dry, and tight.

When I started to push into her I found that I could not. I then went to fetch some lube. Woe, once I was inside her the feeling of being in her tight hole was incredible. I begin to pump her with rapid and deep thrust. Don't believe that dead pussy is not good. No living woman could have given me such a ride. As I fucked her with long hard thrust I could hear the squeaky sound as my cock sliding around inside of her. I loved the way her head was bouncing all around as I plunged into her. Her glazed open eyes made her seem almost alive.

I bent down and kissed her passionately working my tongue into her dead mouth and licking at her lifeless tongue. While I did this I squeezed her tits. I wanted to feel more of her so I wrapped her legs around my back. The squeeze on me was delicious and the pleasure was mind blowing. I could hold back no longer. I came in her. Indeed my orgasm was so intense that must have briefly collapsed.

I was awakened by the sound of a girl screaming. I looked around to see that Sue Ellen had entered the room. I got off of her with my penis still squirting cum. When I got up the dead woman fell onto the floor, her open eyes staring up at the ceiling. Sue Ellen kept screaming. At the same time Jill and Tom walked into the room. When they saw the sordid scene they stopped in their tracks. Jill screamed and Tom gasp. Then we all just looked at each other in silent astonishment and shock.