I'm back! With a new name, new stories, and even a new site (or, at least once it gets fixed).
Let's start off with a new story. :)
Internet Meetup
snuff, sad, semi-cons, Mf(15).
With the sound of a ringing doorbell, Zara hopped up from the couch and rushed to the front door, and a range of emotions from nervousness to delight increased the blood pressure inside of her heart and body; the moment she was waiting for all week was finally here.
Zara met a boy, going by the name Elvis Watson, in a chat room, and she quickly fell in love. At first she flirted with him, and he started flirting back. After two weeks the she started exchanging pictures with him; first modest, non-sexual images, but very quickly turning teasing and then raunchy. After a month, Elvis had seen Zara's firm, medium-sized tits, and she had seen his medium-sized cock. Last week she discovered that he lived in London, the same as her. She told him that her parents were celebrating their anniversary with a week in the Caribbean, and that he could drop by her house the day after they left.
Zara sat in the living room for most of the evening, waiting for him to arrive. For their first meeting, Zara's outfit consisted of a black low-cut tank top that left everything below her boobs exposed, and a very short black miniskirt, with no bra or panties underneath; everything her parents believed that a fifteen-year-old like her should never wear.. Her wavy, golden blonde, hair was tied up into thick ponytail that fell to her waist.
Zara ran with excitement to the front door, her little skirt flapping enough that if anyone was sitting they could get a good view of her womanhood. She opened the door with a huge grin on her face, which quickly faded.
The figure standing at her front door, an imposing baldheaded man, was not the handsome dark-haired boy she spoke to. Before Zara had a chance to say anything, his massive fist flew up and connected with the center of her forehead. Her consciousness became fuzzy, and she vaguely registered someone pushing her hard, before she passed out. She fully regained her consciousness after an unknown amount of time, with a massive headache pulsating through her skull, and she couldn't feel her feet.
"Uggh..." She mumbled groggily, as she slowly rose up. She rubbed her eyes and looked up, then started screaming, then a large hand fell hard against the left side of her face.
"Hello, Zara Evans," the man sitting on her feet at the other end of the couch boomed.
With tears welling up in her eyes, and her left hand on her sore cheek, asked, "Wh-who are you, and how do you know my name?"
"I'm the last person you will ever be in the company of," he replied, chuckling slightly.
"Please don't hurt me! Y-you can rape me if you want, but please don't kill me! I-I won't tell, I promise" Zara pleaded.
"I'd rather do both," he replied with another laugh.
"Please! Just rape me! Take my virginity and leave! If you wait too long my boyfriend will save me. He-he'll be here tonight, and you'll be sorry," she threatened, more to reassure herself than to scare him.
The man looked at her, "How dense can ya be?" He laughed, and leaned in close enough that his face was centimeters from hers'. "Do you think it was a coincidence that I showed up at the time you expected a boy named Elvis Watson? Think!" He tapped his temple as a big Cheshire cat grin appeared on his face.
"You-you-you're..." The man watched as Zara's face contorted, as understanding washed over her along with an immense fear, and the utter collapse of any hope she had left.
"That's right, I am Elvis Watson," and he laughed as Zara's started to shutter and sob. "Though, technically, I'm Felix, but, yes, I am the one you have been talking to in that chatroom."
Felix lifted himself up from the couch, relieving the pressure on Zara's feet, and saying "enough chit chat, let's get this show on the road, now take off your top."
Zara only moved to place her feet on the floor; either she didn't register Felix's order, or she had a enough will in her to resist: probably a bit of both. So Felix slapped her on the right cheek.
"I suggest you fucking cooperate. The longer you do, the longer you get to live. I have no problem fucking your corpse, so unless you want to die a virgin, you best do as I tell you. Now take off your goddamned shirt, bitch."
Zara, reluctantly, but without the willpower to offer any further resistance, pulled her shirt up over her head and let it fall to the floor. Then she sat there sobbing, unable to contemplate just how much more horrifying that night would become.
"These are very lovely." Zara took a deep breath as Felix's large hands cupped and squeezed her breasts. "Just like in your pictures...," he muttered to himself.
He lowered his head and placed his lips over one of her pink, perky, nipples, and started softly flicking his tongue around it. Zara sobbed harder and cringed up, but at the same time her breathing became more rythemic; moans started to escape her lips between sobs. Felix's tongue caressed her nipple for a minute, before switching over to the other one. He delicately moved his hands across the surface of her soft teenage skin, feeling up every inch of her body. As pleasure overpowered her sense of fear, Zara's sobbing started slowly becoming replaced by moans and increasingly-heavy rythemic breathing. After a full minute he pulled away, giving her nipple one final loud, wet, slurp.
As Zara sat on the couch, slowly coming back from her pleasure trip, Felix unfastened his belt and pushed his pants and underwear off; Zara's eyes widened slightly when his 9-inch member sprang forward. Although he could tell she was still scared about what was going to happen to her, he could see a glint of hunger in her expression.
"Suck me off," he ordered and thrust his pelvis forward, so that the tip of his penis touched her mouth. Zara looked at it for a second, then parted her lips to allow his member to slide in. Slowly she started moving her head back and forth, taking his cock in deeper and deeper into her throat. Felix grabbed the back of her head and buried his dick as far in as it would go, causing her to gag. After a few minutes he let her up for air, and resumed letting her suck him off at her own accelerating pace.
As Zara sucked his cock, Felix started feeling up her hot teenage body; brushing his hands against her face and cusping her petite shoulders, and sliding his hands around her smooth back before returning to the front to squeeze and massage her firm breasts. Her perky nipples were hard as he passed over them, and he couldn't resist the urge to pinch and twist them in his fingers.
Felix grabbed the sides of her face and let out a big long groan as he started to climax. Just as sticky warm globs of cum shot out of his member, he shoved his dick as far down her throat as possible; Zara gagged and choked as he emptied most of his load down her esophagus. He pulled out and the last bit of jizz squirted all over her pretty face.
Felix stepped back, admiring the young and beautiful Zara; topless and breathing heavily, with cum dripping from her mouth and down her chin. He picked up his pants and pulled a camera out.
"Oooooh nooooo...," Zara groaned weakly as she realized what he was going to do.
After getting quite a few decent shots of her topless and cum-dripping figure, he placed the camera on a table and turned his attention back to Zara, who knew full well what would come next.
She screamed as Felix grabbed her petite frame and threw her face-up onto the hardwood floor. Zara groaned as soreness spread across her back, but that rapidly rushed from her thoughts when she saw Felix get onto his knees and lift her skirt with his right hand.
"This looks lovely," he moaned as he leaned forward and placed his lips up against her perfectly-shaved pussy.
"Ooooooh!" Zara cried out as she felt his tongue slip through her labia.
Slowly he flicked his tongue. Zara moaned wildly and her legs and arms moved around; her hands slowly clenched and unclenched each time his tongue brushed across her clit. Then he wrapped his arms tightly around her thighs and spread them apart, before starting to lick her pussy wildly; her moans were almost screams as his tongue rapidly slurped up and down inside of her teenage girlhood, and every bit of her body cringed up as sensations she never experienced before took hold of her.
It didn't take long at full-throttle for Zara to climax. She let another loud, screaming, moan, and Felix had to steady her body as her pelvis and stomach arced up.
"Oooooooh! Yes! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" Zara screamed as she came, in an orgasm that lasted for a full minute before she started to calm down. Even after her orgasm died down, Felix continued slowly licking her pussy for a few minutes as she basked in the afterglow.
Felix raised his head and looked at her face, with a mouth dripping with her cunt juice. He grabbed his cock and positioned himself with the head against her labia, and brushed it against her cunt for a few seconds.
"Aaaaaah! God! Ooooh! My!" Zara screamed as his cock plunged through her virginal hole. A trickle of blood soaked his manhood soon after he broke through her hymen, but he ignored it and kept on going.
Felix pushed all the way to her cervix, watching her cringe up as he did so, and slowly pulled back. He thrust in and out of her cunt slowly at first, but quickly picked up speed. After a few minutes he was pounding her cunt like a machine gun, and they were both panting and moaning. Felix grabbed her tight around the torso and pulled her body against his, nearly crushing her as he fucked the virginity out of her. Both of them were fully into it, and to his surprise, Zara threw her arms around his upper torso and started kissing him. Most likely, he assumed, that she hoped that by cooperating Felix would change his mind, or she was just trying to enjoy the only sex she would ever have; or, perhaps, the excitement of the moment drove her mind from reality temporarily, and her fear would return as soon as they finished.
It didn't take long for them to finish, either. The first to reach their second orgasm. She breathed her loud moans into Felix's mouth, and he felt her tight little cunt compress around his cock, stimulating it further, and causing him to climax. He continued to fuck her pussy as his warm seed shot up into her teenage womb, until they both collapsed to the floor.
After a minute of heavy breathing, Felix pushed himself up and grabbed the phone to take some photos of her cum-drenched pussy, before setting it down again.
"W-will you let me live now? I did good, didn't I?" Zara piped up.
Felix shook his head, "Sorry babe, but I think I'm still going to kill you."
"Nooooo! I don't want to die! Please, I'm to young to... Uwugh!" Zara's breath flew out of her lungs when Felix's body crashed down on top of her chest, crushing her ribs and sending a sharp wave of pain coursing through her chest.
Zara wanted to scream at the top of her lungs, but she couldn't draw enough air without it hurting. Then Felix sat on top of her pelvis, and started raining down powerful blows onto her stomach. His punches went deep, as well, rupturing her internal organs and shattering more of her rib cage and even her sternum; blood rushed up her esophagus and trickled from her lips, and a puddle of piss started to form between her legs and underneath her buttocks. Zara was starting to fade from consciousness after a few minutes, as the agony of Felix's relentless barrage overwhelmed her adolescent mind.
He raised himself up and planted his ass on top of Zara's badly-damaged belly, and started to punch the shit out of her face. Her nose, jaw, and cheek bone were broken, and he knocked most of her teeth down her throat. He then punched her head as hard as possible against the floor for a minute before stopping.
Felix sat to the side and looked at Zara's broken body. He could tell that she was barely breathing, and would probably die in the next few minutes.
"But, I have to do one more, sweetie," he muttered to himself.
He reached over and removed her right eyeball, observed it in his fingers for a few seconds, and then crushed it into a jelly. Zara's body jolted when he did that. He repeated the process with her left eye before getting back on his feet.
Felix snapped a few photos of Zara's dying body. Then he lifted her up and hid her body in a closet with Christmas decorations, and then he left. Her corpse was found over a week later by her mother, who rumor has it screamed herself into a near-fatal heart attack.
