The Afterparty (M/F, semi-consensual)
This is the prototype of my story. I welcome all feedback on it! Here is an outline of the characters, I will write the full story of how they meet someday
James - 22, white, tall and muscular, a frat boy at the local university, on the surface just another dumb hot jock, but there are rumors of him being an extreme sexual sadist
Allison - 21, East Asian, average height and curvy, a former honors student who now spends all her time at frat parties while failing her classes, feeling desperate and anxious
James reached up and caressed Allison’s left tit while he sucked her clit and fingered her pussy with his other hand. His slow but sure strokes were making Allison’s brain melt. She threw off her green crop top, leaving just a black silky bra on top. James squeezed harder and sunk into the light olive flesh of her soft tits. He removed her bra and pinched her left nipple, bringing out a sharp moan. Then, while continuing to finger-fuck her, he raised his mouth to her right nipple and suckled on it while playing with her left breast. Allison’s moans grew louder as she ran her hands through James’ hair, and pulled him up to her face. They kissed passionately and Allison tasted her own juices on his lips.
As they held the kiss for several moments, Allison felt a cold pang against her tit. She looked down to see James holding a long and thin hunting knife against it. Whatever her indignant reaction would have been was stifled by James deepening their kiss. He made a “quiet” gesture and drove the tip of the knife into her spongy flesh. She whimpered in pain into his mouth, prompting him to roughly wrench a hand around her neck while removing the knife.
Allison’s hand reached down to caress her wounded breast. “Thank you?” she moaned weakly.
“I knew you’d like it” he replied. Allison felt returned to his go-to position, fingering her with one hand and playing with her intact tit with the other.
“I love what you’re doing to me baby. I don’t know why? How did this happen?”
“Just look at those beautiful tits you got Ally. Don’t you like to have them appreciated?”
He plunged his knife deeper into the same wound. Allison whimpered more loudly than before and some perverse pleasure center opened in her brain. “I love my tits…” she trailed off. “They’re perfect” said James. “Can you play with them again please babe…” James obliged and licked her left nipple just inches from the still-embedded blade, tasting a mixture of sweat and blood.
“My beautiful tits are ruined James… I want you to take my whole body. There’s nothing of me left. Ruin everything” she moaned. “Of course baby, I’d do anything for you” he replied. He ripped the blade out and sliced off her left nipple. She screamed like a caged animal, clawing at the bleeding wound on her breast.
James then drove the knife deep into her navel. She writhed in pain and pleasure as he continued to finger her. Her two fatal wounds competed for the attention of her hands. She pawed at the cruel, cold blade penetrating her toned belly and then returned to her gushing tit. Leaving the knife hands-free in her guts, he pushed her hair back and stared into her eyes. “You’re gonna die for me baby. You look so sexy with your perfect body ruined just for me”.
“You were exactly the person I needed tonight James. I want you to end me now-slice me totally open.” James again obeyed her demand. With a flick of the wrist he opened her abdomen and exposed her entrails to the humid room. Allison nervously poked around her own guts. James left the room for a moment leaving Allison to her crazed, dying thoughts. A month ago she never would have imagined this would be how it ended. Though she had always been a masochist she had never pictured giving up her life and body for the pleasure of a dickhead frat boy. But then again, maybe it wasn’t his pleasure that was the point anyway. Allison desperately pawed at her fatally wounded belly and felt an impossible bliss. She moaned softly as James reentered with his giant erect dick out. He planted a hand on her abdomen, next to the knife handle, as he gingerly entered her. Her pleasure built up to an indescribable level. He smacked her wounded tit roughly then caressed it. With the other hand he twisted the knife in her intestines.
Eventually Allison felt the last of her life slipping away. “Please remember me babe. This is the best night of my life. I hope it’s the best of yours.”
“Of course it is babe. The most beautiful girl in the world died for me tonight”. Allison’s thoughts faded to black as he gave one last jerk on his cold knife.
James knew her heartbeat had stopped instinctively. He pulled out and added his ejaculate to the mess of blood and guts on her destroyed corpse. James stared at the ceiling for minutes and contemplated what he had just done. He opted to get another shot of whiskey and address the problem tomorrow.