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Black Necrophilia a.k.a Fucking The Dead

As I stand in the break room of the county morgue, looking and waiting for the next beauty to come down the ramp into my place of solace. My place of peace and acceptance are beautiful black dead bodies, that yearn for my touch seduction, and my long black rod of discipline, and final fuck session. Because of my lack of self confidence, and total awareness of my surroundings, I began to build emotions with dead black beauties, yes it is sick, but so are the many muthafuckas who are reading my journey into necrophilia. There is a misconception about the dead, you see they are very much aware about what’s going on during the preparation of their final show. Her name was Stacey Davenport, from Georgia, 32 died of natural causes. I get real moist with pre CUM that leak from my Dick when I get a call that I have a female body coming my way that died unexpectedly. The reason I get so excited is that means she will not have any damages to her body. In my eyes and in my thoughts that is a perfect body, despite she will be no longer breathing. The day that Stacey Davenport arrived, I had prepped her final ceremonial cleansing water 30 minutes before she got here. You see when prepping for Stacey, I make certain I don’t damage her beautiful skin, with the temperature of the water being too hot or cold. As long as I keep the room temp, and the water right, my quiet time with Stacey will be that of great emotional and physical satisfaction. You see I am so good and body preservation; my ass should be doing something different. I use traditional body soaps that may excite me, and I even put on oils, of what I feel is appropriate, and that would depend on her skin tone or the facial features. When I say I prep a body, I prep a body, because the dead are my way I express myself with my creative mind. Stacy was just so perfect later you will see how Stacey and I met.  During the time I was washing her heavenly body, I had to make certain I did not rush, because she deserved this intimate time with me. While I was getting her reading she was showing signs of anticipation. After I washed that body, I had to take an instrument and deflate her Pussy, I think I had washed it a little too hard. Before I made love and then fucked her real hard I had to apologize to her for killing her in the first place. I can only hope she had forgiven me, even though she really enjoyed that shit.

Remember how I said I would tell you how Stacey Davenport and I met, well we met or a double shot of expresso at Starbucks, and we started seeing her, one thing led to another and we started fucking. During second time we got together and fucked, I had asked her to coke me while we was fucking, she noticed how hard my dick got and how Horney it made me, so then she wanted to try. How about she liked it so much, she asked that I choke her harder, I did and the bitch died. You see this is how Stacey ended up in my place of solace, but I had to make sure I made our last encounter one she would remember after death.

Who says the dead is conscience of nothing; tell them to go ask Stacey Davenport.

The next time you hear of a Black man or Woman talking about Blacks and necrophilia don’t judge them, you best make certain they won’t kill you only to fuck you after your dead.