My wife and I had a very interesting conversation recently one evening. She had seen a movie on LMN where a husband killed his wife and disposed of her body. Since
she knows I'm into crime shows and scenarios like that and watch them all the time on ID and am into stranglings and snuff/necro; she asked me point blank; "How would you kill me and how would you dispose of my body". I couldn't let the opportunity go by to share one of my fantasies about her with her since she brought it up. This is what I told her.
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Just after your last Home Showing on a Friday afternoon; when you came home and sat down on the couch; I would come around behind you and start massaging your shoulders and neck. You'd be talking about how good that feels. With one hand; I would pull a pair of your nylon stockings I had in my pocket out and wrap them around your throat. As I tightened them; you would momentarily be confused as to what exactly was happening and why it was happening to you. Your hands would come up to your neck and you would be grabbing/clawing at the stockings. Your sexy long stocking clad legs would be kicking and scissoring in the air as you try to get up from the couch as I pull your neck back hard against the top of the couch back. Your lungs will begin to burn from the lack of oxygen and you will feel the pressure in your head and the blood vessels in your brown eyes will begin to pop.
You will start to feel dizziness as I pull the stockings even tighter around your lovely neck as your hands somewhat weaker now try to grab and claw at the stockings to no avail. I know the end of your life is close and I want to you to know before you die why I am stangling you so I lean over to your ear and say " I know about the affair with your boss Don". Just before your hands drop to your sides you realize why I am strangling you and wish you'd never succumbed to a younger man's Silver tongued devil charm and allowed yourself to be bedded by him.. Your torso and extremities start to feel cold so cold. Your thoughts are getting confused as suddenly your pounding heart stops beating and your breathing slows to a halt. Your last thought as you feel warm and wet between your thighs is" Oh no; I'm peeing on myself". Your eyes are now fixed staring out into space and your body still except for some involuntary twitches and spasms of your dying muscles. I hold the stockings tight another minute or so before letting go and standing up. Your head is lying over the top of the couch and I stare at your contorted mottled face with your tongue out of the corner of your mouth and the whites of your once beautiful brown eyes now red where the blood vessels have burst. The stockings are embedded in your discolored neck. I move around to the front of the couch. Your left high heel shoe has been kicked off and is lying in the floor. Your black skirt has ridden up to nearly your waist during your struggle. I can see the soaked crotch of your sheer suntan pantyhose and the pissy black lacy panties beneath them with you matted brown bush showing through as the aroma of your urine hits my nostrils.I reach down and pick up your black hi heel and slide it back on your stocking clad foot. I sit down beside your dead body and slide your diamond ring and wedding band from your finger and put them in my pocket.
As far as I'm concerned you are no longer my wife but just a whore that I have strangled. I slide your tongue back in your mouth and give you a kiss on your unfeeling lips. I lift your strangled body to carry it to the bedroom and place it on the bed and see the wet spot beneath you on the couch. Laying your body on our bed with your head on the pillow; I decide that I want some photos of you this way. I retrieve the digital camera and snap a few before I start to undress your body. I sit you up and remove your black jacket and unbutton and remove your plum blouse and then your black lace bra allowing your breasts to spring free. I can't help but squeeze your lovely dead tits. I notice that the nipples seem to be more prounounced and hard. I lay you back down and unbutton and unzip your black skirt and tug it down and off over your shoes. I take my pocketknife and split the crotch of your pissy pantyhose from just below the waistband to the crack of your ass and cut your wet smelly black lace bikini panties from you. I can smell your pissy dead pussy and it turns me on. I'm going to be the last man to have relations with your body , not Don. Oh yes I know about your little meeting tomorrow afternoon at 3 that was down in your Schedule Book as "Special Showing". But now my darling dead wife; I'm the only one on your schedule. You've never looked sexier than now in your torn pantyhose, heels and diamond earrings. I spread your long sexy legs wide apart and bury my tongue in your smelly slit; licking your dead meat to my hearts' content. Sucking on your pussy lips and clit; I bathe your cunt with my saliva.I think it's ready for a cock; my cock. I remove my clothes and crawl on top of your body and mount you sliding my cock into your unresisting pussy with ease. I settle into a slow rhythm of pumping you. I want to enjoy this. I caress your cooling body from your breasts to your knees as I pump you increasing my tempo now and watching your tits jiggle on each stroke. I'm going to miss your sexy body and I wish I could keep it but I can't.
Um, ah, Uh you've got good pussy. As I pound your pussy harder; I smell the gas being released from your intestines through your permanently relaxed asshole. That's OK baby. I don't mind. Ah, Um, Uh that's feeling good. I can feel my balls getting tighter and hotter. It won't be long now. I'm pulling almost all the way out of you and ramming my long hard cock in against your cervix now baby. Oh Oh Oh Umg, I'm cumming baby. My cock is bathing your dead vagina with hot sticky cum as it continues to spurt wave after wave. I'm getting dizzy now and collapse on top of your body.I bring my right hand up and fondle your left breast. That was so very good! But I'm not though with you yet. No maam. I lay there a little while to recover and then pull my semisoft cock out of your pussy and go to the bathroom and then to the kitchen for something to help me regain my strength. When I return to the bedroom; I see my cum leaking from your pussy and down into the crack of your lovely ass. I grab a couple of extra pillows from the closet and position them and then roll your bod onto them so that your laying across them and that that lovely ass is elevated up in the air. I get down behind you and lick your asshole that's forever lost its pucker. And now baby I'm going to be doing something you would never let me do when you were alive. I line my cock up with your virgin asshole and with little resistance slide it in. I start to bang your cornhole. It feels good but of course different from your pussy.
I play with your titties as I fuck you in the ass. I pound it slowly but steadily. I want to cum in your dead ass. My long hard cock is starting to get that really good feeling again as I pump you. Ummm,Ah, there it goes as I shoot your rectum full of cum. That was good but I'm really spent now. I roll off and lay beside you with your ass up in the air. Then I pull your corpse off the pillows toward me and hug it tightly for a little while. You're getting cooler to the touch. But I've got a few things to do before bedtime. I dress and I gather up your clothes and put them in the walkincloset. Putting the extra pillow back in the closet, I pick your body up and lay it on the floor of the closet. I turn off your cell phone in your purse and remove the battery and place your rings in your purse and lay the purse beside you. I ensure your laptop is turned off and remove the battery and lay it beside you. I lock the closet door and the house and put on my gloves and get in your mercedes sedan, roll down the windows and drive to the quarry, check for any activity and push it in and watch it sink beneath the surface. I ride the bicycle I had hidden back via the trails. when I return to the house; I put up the bike and come into the house. I remove your body from the closet and take it back to the bed and position your arms by your side, your legs slightly apart and your mouth open, strip off my clothes and climb in with you and drift off to sleep. When the alarm sounds at 5am; I awaken to feel your cold stiffening body beside me. I pull your corpse to the edge of the bed and stick my stiffening cock in your mouth and push it against your throat and pump your dead mouth a few strokes before I with draw from your mouth and force my cock into your cold smelly sticky pussy and give it a few strokes before withdrawing and standing beside you and jacking off until I cum all over your face. Now I dress and carry your clothes, purse and laptop out to the backhoe pan and place them in it and return and carry your leggy corpse out and place it in the pan. Cranking the tractor I take you and your belongings out near the back of the field I plowed a couple of days ago and to the 8ft deep grave I dug for you yesterday. I throw your clothes, purse, and laptop in the grave and then dump you in and climb down the ladder in the grave and arrange your corpse so you are lying in repose on your back. I finger your smelly pussy and fondle your tits one last time, then climb up the ladder out of the grave and pull the ladder out. Cranking the backhoe I dump the dirt back in covering you and your belongings and then pack the dirt over you. Using the plow on the back of the tractor; I make rows over your grave to match the rest of the plowed field. I take the tractor back to the house and wash the backhoe pan with disinfectant, then wash the bedclothes from our bed. The deed is done my darling dead whore wife and they're not likely to find your grave. From what I understand you're too deep for a cadaver dog to find your scent. Your body will decay slowly until you're fertilizer for the ground. I check the house over to ensure everything appears normal. Then I take the tractor back out to your grave to make sure the area looks like the rest of the field. Three O"clock rolls around and I'm sure your lover is there waiting and wondering where you are and why you're not there. I wait till about 7 pm and call your cell a couple of times like I'm trying to reach you. I call our daughter who lives nearby and our son in another state to see if they've heard from you. I call a couple of your friends and then I call Don. I play it cool with him and mention that you left the farm at about 2:30pm for a Special Showing at 3 and I hadn't seen or heard from you since. Of course he hasn't seen you or heard from you and plays it cool not giving away anything about the affair. I wait till about midnight and then call 911 as the distraught husband and get the standard response that there's nothing they can do until you're missing for 24 hrs.
I go to bed and drift off to sleep and am awakened at 6 the next morning by my daughter asking if I've heard from you. She comes over around 7 and we start to organize a search for you. After 24 hrs the police get involved and the search broadens. They go over every inch of the house and property and find not a clue to your disappearance. After several days of finding nothing the search is called off. It appears to all of them that you have just vanished into thin air. So there your body lies slowly decaying in your grave. Every once in a while I remove the thumb drive the photos of your corpse are on from it's hiding place and plug it into the computer and have a grand ole time looking at your luscious corpse and masturbating as I do.
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