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VANESSA


I awoke with a sharp pain in my skull,nagging me. I walked across my bedroom into the living room the morning light pelting my skin. What happened last night?
Inside the shower stall the water hit me like hundreds of liquid bullets. Cannibal Corpse's "I will kill you" weighed down my sorroundings. George Corpsegrinders vocals sent a chill down my spine, then it came...........
Secluded in the nearby brush at Griffith park ,close to the observatory, I watched as people took in the sight of the eclipse. I like nights such as those, they arouse in all a feeling of superstition. A perfect night for chaos.
The chatter from the crowd rose in intensity, maddening me as I took in the overall useless banter. Suddenly I saw her,standing alone......wonderful. Her lips full and moist , licking the edge of moisture, hair flowing down her back. The skill was intoxicating. It was then I knew she was the one.
Slowly out of my sanctuary I emerged into the light and made my way to her. Each step I took intensified the anticipation. My heart began to beat eratically as the blood coursed through my veins. I swam in delight, struggling to contain myself.
Closer. Closer.
"Hello, my name is Themus" my voice met with her sweet face. She seemed incapable of surprise.
"Hello, Themus, Im Vanessa".
Our hands met, the impact of her skin was enchanting. Never had I touched such soft skin. We stood there talking away beneath the eclipse, commenting on its beauty. After much conversation I asked if she would join me for a drink or dinner. Her face lit up and conveyed her acceptance.
Within moments we were in my '68 Mustang. The engine ripped into the atmosphere with a demonic growl and Vanessa continued her conversation. She seeemed so eager to impart her life.
She came from a wealthy family in New York, the family fortune having been acquired from her great Grandfather who had invested in the Railroad in its infancy. She came to Los Angeles to escape the craziness of family life and took a home in the Hollywood hills.
We drove around Sunset blvd. Looking for a place to go, all the while enthralled in each others presence. I wondered if she would be interested in a menage a trois?
"Vanessa, forgive me but I have to ask. Have you ever considered fucking two guys at once?" Her face lit up, then there was silence..........It was deafening not to mention the effect it had on my ego.
"Never! I have been interested in a guy and two girls at the same time though".She continued... "Why dont we find a runaway and have our ways with her?"
You could just imagine the surprise and the delight I felt as she uttered those words. Having come to a decision we drove around for what seemed an eternity, we covered every subject imaginable. It wasnt untill we stopped at a liquor store that the opportunity presented itself.
I walked in to get some alcohol and cigarettes . To my surprise, when I returned, there was a young runaway with dirty blonde hair waiting with Vanessa. Now, the game was afoot. We drove to a nearby motel, made the runaway get the room while we waited in the car. She ran over to us and handed Vanessa the key. Up to the second floor. Into the room. The air inside smelled rather fresh considering the lack of prestige and class that the motel displayed. I lit up a cigarette and offered each lovely young lady one. Michelle, the runaway, took one.
To ease Michelle's nerves, Vanessa asked what it was that she wanted out of life. Michelles wishes were simple, A home, children, and a husband. Very mundane aspirations. As we drank and shared our innermost I could feel the fire rising in me and I began to doubt that anything would come of this trite venture.
Having decided not to waste anymore time I got up and walked toward Michelle. I stood behind her and played with her hair. I kissed the back of her neck softly. Her scent was intoxicating, she must have been from one of the many shelters found in Los Angeles. Vanessa joined in opting to reach between Michelles legs and began nibbling on her vagina. I unzipped my pants, Michelle put her soft hands on my cock. She began to stroke me as Vanessa ate her out. I wanted head so bad.
Turning around in the chair michelle put her knees to the seat and began to swallow my length with her soft and warm mouth.Over and over, each time creating sensations more intense that the previous ones.Stopping only to nibble on the tip.
Vanessa got up and began stripping at the edge of the bed. Her breasts full and tempting. She danced as Michelle continued to suck. Hand across breasts.Mouth across cock. Hand to vagina. Lips down to the balls. Lovely. She gestured to me licking her lips.
The bed, a nice and soft welcome mat for sin. I lay there as Vanessa licked my testicles. Slipping her lips onto my shaft inserting my entirety in her mouth.
Michelles sweet vagina on my mouth. I twisted my tongue madly to produce her lubrication. In appreciation she assists Vanessa in the worship of their phallic god.
Mad twisting tongue to wet vagina. She undulated with passion driving me to frenzy. My mouth became a semi-automatic weapon of sexual gratification. Lashing at her clitoris with the vengeance of a sex starved beast.
"I want to fuck you!" my voice broke the rhythm. "I want to stick my cock into your tight pussy!!"
Vanessa gestured to Michelle who left my cock with a parting nibble. Vanessa grabbed my cock and guided it into her moist vagina. Slow descent onto my cock. Strangled with pleasure. The gentle rising and falling caused a wave of elation to wash over me. She sat still momentarily moving her hips clockwise. Needless to say I was glad that we met. My new discovery proved to be very fulfilling. I found myself compelled to utter that four letter word that us men use so sparingly. But silence kept the secret.
Vanessa commanded Michelle and myself to get up and make room for her. Mutual consent insued. Laying on the bed she pulled Michelle towards her kissing her softly. Both their naked bodies in front of me, the eyes of pleasure staring , moist, gaping, waiting. Having already fucked Vanessa I ventrured to play with Michelles slippery wonder.
Soft,moist,beyond description and just as tight. I fucked Michelle faster than Vanessa dared to go. Feeling every plunge create exctasy. Her pussy wrapped around my cock like a firm warm hand. Threatening to empty my contents with every thrust. Closer. Closer. The end embeded in every inch of my assault. With a loud growl I released it, letting out into the air. Semen dripped all over her back. Vanessa got up allowing me to lay back down on the bed.
Michelle came closer straddling herself on me and slipping my dick back inside her. Slow rthymic motion. I played with her tits.
Vanessa disappeared into the bathroom, leaving me and Michelle to our lust. Michelles breasts rising and falling with every breath. Her nipples hard as rocks as I pinched and rubed them.
Out of the bathroom crept Vanessa, a gleam emitting from her hand, there nestled in her palm was a big knife. I became alarmed at this point. She rushed at Michelle and thrust her arm forward into Michells back. Once,twice, three times, the blood burst out of her back as she dropped onto me. Vanessa licked the blade and smiled. She motioned me to join her. Confused, I threw the lifeless body off of me. I walked over to Vanessa took the knife from her hands and stared at her. What had just happened? why? what to do now?
The situation, needless to say, had become very severe. We looked into each others eyes. Then the voice came. Soft, comforting and convincing. "Do it!! carve up her body!!".
Standing over Michelles corpse I plunged the knife into her chest and cut around the base of her breast. This would look nice in a jar at home. I could start up a collection. I carved them both out with ease, the intial shock of the situation had become a pale shadow pressed against the reality of it all. Vanessa dipped her finger into the wound and rubbed the blood all over her chest.
I wrapped the breasts in bedsheets and set them aside. Time had come to open the shell up completely. The knife carved a red fisure into Michelle as I guided the blade toward her vagina. In a final act of debasement. First I fucked it, then I removed it. The bloodlust drove me. I slid a hand over her pubic hair in a final brush of remembrance, drove the knife into her and carved around the vagina. The knife cut through her flesh as it would have cut through butter. I placed her vagina into the bedsheets along with her breasts...............
The memory put a smile on my face. I stepped out of the shower and got ready for the day, struggling to contain the urge to repeat the blood orgy.............Where's Vanessa?????


VoLk 2003, Alhambra, CA