A Most Exquisite Corpse

Having been in the funeral business for almost 30 years; I had prepared quite a few good looking women for burial. But few of them could compare to the exquisitely lovely young woman that lay on the prep table before me. I had just retrieved her corpse from the local hospital morgue earlier today following an accident where the bicycle she was riding was struck by a speeding car and she thrown off on her head breaking her neck. Abigail Elizabeth Miller was 21yrs old, approx. 5ft 10 in tall and 125 lbs. Her blonde locks with a little turned out curl stopped just below her shoulders. Her nude dead body had a nice Coppertone tan with a bikini tan line. She had no visible injuries other than the broken neck and some cuts/abrasions to the top and back of her scalp. My cock stirred in my pants as I cupped her firm magnificent cool titties in my hands and gave them a gentle squeeze. Walking around to the end of the table, I spread her shapely tanned thighs apart and stared at the patch of light brown hair above and beside her delicious looking pussy hole. Crawling onto the table between her long legs; my tongue began to lick the outside of her cold, dead vaginal lips before entering her smelly young crevice. No matter how beautiful and clean they were in life; after death, their pussy seemed to be the first thing to have the smell of death. Abigail was no exception but the smell turned me on that much more as my tongue went deep inside her cunt. As I licked, sucked and ate lovely Abigail’s dead meat, I wondered what her last thoughts were before she had died earlier today. I’m sure she had no idea that a horny mortician old enough to be her father would be licking her sexy dead cunthole before the day was over. Hell, I’d eat the peanuts out of her shit as my uncle used to say. But that was just the beginning. My hands glided over her shapely, somewhat muscular thighs. That sent a tingle down my spine and I knew that nothing would satisfy me short of fucking her until I bathed her love canal with my hot sticky cum.

I got down off the table, shed my clothes, scooped lovely Abigail up to carry her to the casket room and laid her in one of my favorite caskets. It was always so much more comfortable fucking my “clients” in a casket instead of the hard table. Grasping Abigail’s feet, I spread them as wide apart as possible and then did the same with her knees to open her up as wide as possible. I placed a thick towel underneath her crotch so as not to soil the casket and crawled on top of the lovely cool dead body that had been so alive earlier today. I opened her eyelids and gazed at the lovely light blue eyes staring but not seeing. My lips planted a long passionate kiss on the cool lips beneath me as I caressed her soft, smooth left cheek with my right hand. My fully erect cock found it’s target and I inserted it slowly into the cold, young pussy. She wasn’t a virgin and her pussy wasn’t all that tight. As usual, I started pumping her slowly but steadily and then built up to a faster tempo after a few minutes. As my tempo increased, I could see the delicious tanned breasts of my necrolover jiggling on each stroke. Each time my rod hit bottom; I could see my brown pubic hair mesh with hers. “Oh Abigail, you delight me so my darling” were my thoughts as I thrust my long hard cock deep against her cervix and felt it erupt violently bathing the love canal of this exquisitely lovely specimen of female flesh. I shuddered with pleasure as I ground my hot meat hard against the delectable cunt of the corpse beneath me and felt my semen continue to be released. My wave of ecstasy soon over, I slowly withdrew from the luscious corpse and climbed out of the casket. My lust with Abigail Miller’s corpse had been satisfied for the moment. Very satisfying she was but she had several other orifices I wanted to explore later. But I also wanted a few pictures of the freshly fucked corpse in the casket. I went to the office and picked up my digital camera and began to get some pictures of my lovely young client from all possible angles. I took several from my favorite position, looking at her cummy pussy with the camera between her feet. I snapped several dozen with her nude in the casket. I would get some more of her later.

I walked back to the prep room and dressed and obtained a washcloth that I moistened before I returned to the casket. My load of sticky cum was leaking from Abigail’s gooey pussy into the crack of her curvaceous ass and onto the towel beneath. Washing as much of the sticky goo from her now gaping hole as possible; I rolled her over on her side and cleaned what had leaked between her lovely ass cheeks. Her asshole had lost its pucker of course and I couldn’t resist finger fucking it with my middle finger a few times before stuffing as much of the washcloth as possible into the leaky pussy to prevent any more leakage. Again, scooping the lovely remains into my arms, I carried the lovely corpse back to the prep room and placed it onto the prep table. I proceeded to clean out the remaining cum that I had deposited in the young lady’s pussy with the hose set to a warm spray; then dried her and covered her with a sheet. I needed to talk with her next of kin before doing any preparations.

I telephoned the Miller home to make an appointment to discuss Miss Miller’s arrangements with her father.