10 Commandments

by Angel, Dark

  God, his cock is gorgeous. I let the tip of my tongue linger on that head as my eyes slowly move up the entire length of his body. Our eyes lock on each other as I part my lips and guide his head inside my mouth. I suck tight, my lips holding onto his cock.

  Jeremy's fingers are running through my hair. He tightens his grip and shoves me down on his cock. I love the taste of him as I slide his shaft down my throat, and finding my rhythm I start to go up and down on it turning my head from side to side. I place my foot on Carter’s chest and the heel of my shoe presses deep into it.

  My tongue starts to twist around Jeremy’s shaft. I can feel his legs shiver as my hands move to caress his heavy balls. Taking them into my hands I juggle them back and forth before I start gently kneading. There is a deep groan that escapes from Jeremy's throat. I turn my gaze back up towards him. Our eyes lock as he thrusts his hips into me. I try to speed up to match the rhythm of his cock slamming into my mouth. It is getting harder to keep my erotic feelings at a calm and a manageable flurry as they are rushing over me trying to take full control of me.

  My clit is fluttering hard as I feel his veins popping up on the sides of his shaft. I pull my mouth off of it. I want to lick and suck every inch of his cock. My lips kiss their way down the underside of his shaft to get to his balls. I plant kisses on them, just wanting to touch him and make him mine. I want Jeremy to know that I am his, in every way imaginable. I part my lips and let his balls rest right inside my mouth just to tease him. The tip of my tongue runs across them quickly. I start off slowly tightening my cheeks around them, and as I I place my hands on each one of Jeremy’s thighs I can feel the shiver that is coursing through his body. I look up at him as I release his balls from my mouth.

  Taking hold of his shaft, I lick up and down the underside as I make my way back up to the massive head of his cock. It is slick with pre-cum. Jeremy tastes so delicious on my tongue I swipe his head before I roll my tongue back into my mouth, letting his juices slide down the back of my throat. My mouth is aching for his cum. I feel the pull of my hair tangled around his fingers and I love his claiming touch, and it sends my pleasure up higher and higher. The way he starts taking control is enough to drive me insane in the best way possible because I love being his personal fuck toy, especially after what we’ve just done. The head of his cock hits the back of my throat with one thrust and I quickly go to work, tightening my cheeks around. My eyes roll back as I prepare myself for that glorious release of his cum that I crave. My hands move up from his thighs to caress his stomach. I play with the sticky fabric that is covering his beautiful physique and love every moment of our shared passion.

  My gaze meets his as I can feel him staring at me.

  Is he calling my name?

  I’m not really sure. Everything sounds so distant right now because I’m in a tunnel of lust, unable to discern reality and the waves of sensation overtaking me.

  Here we are together, and nothing matches the adrenaline mixed with passion that is surging through us both right now. I need him and I think he needs me. If he didn’t, why would he keep me around? He could have killed me easily but I innately know that Jeremy would never hurt me. And I am still here. He has killed for me and in this moment, I don’t know why I have been trying to hold back my feelings and desires because Jeremy is the only person who truly understands me.

  I am yanked out of my thoughts and alerted by the shaking of his cock that he is so close to coming. I pull my mouth completely off his shaft and say,

  “Give it to me, I want to swallow you,” knowing that I can send him over the edge with such filthy words.

  That devilish grin spreads across his face as I turn my focus back to his impending explosion. Just as I open my mouth it is instantly filled up from the first wave, hitting the back of my throat and coating it, dripping down so deliciously. I gulp as fast as I can, making sure not to waste a drop. I can feel the corners of my lips getting the hot cum that’s spilling out because of the way his cock is shooting hot jets of cum. I pull my cheeks even tighter as my tongue slides around and laps up some of his hot load. My fingers go down to his balls. I watch as his cum runs down the rest of his cock, a sticky pearlescent coating I want on me and inside me.

  Jeremy yanks my head back so I am face to face with the head of his massive cock. He grips my hair tight, holding me there as he releases another wave of cum. I can feel it as it hits my face and starts to roll down my cheeks, dripping off of me as it keeps coming.

  Once his cock calms down from shooting gallons of cum, Jeremy takes me by my arms, standing me back up in front of him.

  We stare at each other as his eyes move over my face intensely as I bring the tips of my fingers up to my cheek first, smearing and marking my face with his creamy goodness before I place it on my waiting tongue.

  Jeremy’s hands capture my hair again as he takes me back towards the table. His lips are so close to my neck I just want to feel him on me, in me. As he moves his tongue up and down my bare skin, I feel my body becoming overwhelmed with the feeling of intense lust. Only Jeremy brings these feelings out of me. My hands fall to my sides as I play with his shaft; it is still hard but I know I can make it harder. My fingers wrap around it. I start at the head and massage, the tips of my fingers dancing and tumbling over it. As I tighten my grip on it, moving my hands up and down, jerking it slowly as Jeremy moves down my neck, his lips landing on my breasts. I can’t take it. I speed up my stroke as he blows and kisses on my breasts before making his way to my nipples.

  His shaft is rock hard now, pressing into my fingers and causing a tingling sensation that moves through my body. Jeremy takes his mouth and pulls my nipple in between his teeth, grinding it on the roof of his mouth. He releases my nipple with a wet popping sound.

  Jeremy moves his hands down my back, gripping my ass as he lifts me up. My feet leave the floor, dangling as Jeremy thrusts his hips. The head of his cock slides through my slippery pussy folds before he presses into my entrance and starts filling me up so deliciously with that perfect cock. My entire body tenses up I arch my back hard, throwing my legs around his waist as I try to catch his rhythm. We stay, our bodies wrapped up in each other, for what seems like an eternity. He pushes deeper as I wiggle and writhe on his cock letting it explore every inch of me, stretching and marking every spot in me that we both know utterly belongs to him.

  I let out a moan as I throw my head back, whipping my hair from side to side. I wrap my arms around his neck, gaining purchase and getting closer to him. I can't keep control of the lustful passion that is surging through my body right now. I start to squeeze as I pull my pussy muscles tight around his thick, rock hard shaft, and Jeremy lets out a deep groan. He slows down just as I feel his cock twitch inside me. He loves to tease, knowing we're both on the edge of orgasm.

  Jeremy takes his shaft and pulls it out all except that massive head. And then he thrusts it wildly it in and out of my pussy to make the pressure all that more intense. I can feel that orgasmic wave crashing hard into my walls.

  “OH GOD!” I scream as a river of cum flows from my pussy. Jeremy brings his mouth to mine and bites down on my lip as he pulls it into his mouth. Jeremy groans into my mouth and I taste our shared pleasure, and I'm so satisfied that my eyes roll back in their orbits for a moment and I'm having an almost mystical experience.

  He takes my hand and pulls me down onto the floor with him. Jeremy takes his time, sliding under me he grips my ass and pulls my cheeks apart. He takes his time flicking his tongue across my slick lips, up to my asshole he moves his tongue back and forth across it as he adds pressure to my ass. My hands go out in front of me as he is teasing my ass, and I dip my fingers into the sticky blood puddle that has been created by Carter’s lifeless body. I wiggle my fingers in it, covering them with it before I look over my shoulder, staring directly into Jeremy's eyes as I smack my ass, splattering blood all over my lower back. Jeremy moves his lips to my ass and bites down on it. I throw my head back as he slow
ly releases the hold he has on my cheek. Using his hands, he grabs hold of my neck bringing me up to meet his chest. My body is pressed into his as he pushes his huge cock inside my ass.

  My fingers make their way to my nipples, rolling them back and forth between the tips of my fingers, and I start to tug on them as Jeremy speeds up his thrusts that fill up my ass. His cock is stuffing my ass, leaving nothing unexplored or unclaimed by his 12 inches. I finish playing with my nipples as Jeremy starts squeezing my neck, applying enough pressure to make me dizzy with lust. I let my fingers slide down to my pussy and I squeeze my thighs tight around them, increasing more pleasure and pressure around me. My fingers part my pussy lips, pulling my stiff clit in between them as I start twisting it, sending me to the moon with rocketing orgasmic bliss.

  Jeremy pulls his shaft free of my ass and I gasp as he shoves his cock deep into my pussy and he comes so hard and so much that I damn near blackout at the intensity. He lets me fall forward, and my hands splash back into the sticky crimson pool that seems to shimmer under the light of the basement lights. I can feel the waves of my orgasm surging through my entire body.

  I curl my toes hard, making them tingle as I shiver hard. Jeremy's grip on my neck tightens. It only makes the wave that much more intense as my eyes roll back into my head. My eyelids flutter as my pussy juices squirt out with such pressure that it feels like liquid heat is erupting from my body. I cry out with raw need and passion.

  “We’re not done yet,” Jeremy says, and he holds up a finger. “Stay here, I’ll be right back,” he says, turning to go up the stairs. I open and close my eyes a few times and let my heart rate attempt to get back to normal, but it is no use. When I see Jeremy return, he’s not empty handed. He grabs a chair and places me in it like I’m more of an object than a person, I’m so light for him to lift and then to bind. He’s got handcuffs, and some other things I didn’t quite catch sight of when Jeremy carried me off to the chair.

  The cold steel from the handcuffs that are holding my wrists to the arm of the chair is biting into my skin but it doesn’t bother me…it excites me.

  Jeremy has his back to me right now so I can only imagine what other toys we are playing with. I have a perfect view of Carter's bloody corpse from the way the chair is angled. I can look right into his lifeless eyes. I can't help but smile; I am still wearing that smile when Jeremy turns around and starts to walk back over to me. In his hand, I can see a dildo and a blindfold. My thoughts of what he is about to do excite me to no end.

  He leans over me as I wiggle and writhe in my seat, my eyes dancing with a lustful passion that only he understands and knows how to satisfy. I arch my back as he slides the blindfold down over my eyes and watch as everything goes dark in front of me. I listen as he moves around the back of the chair, throwing his arms over my shoulders. I can feel that head of the dildo resting on my stomach and I gladly part my thighs and let some of the trapped heat and wetness that he’s building inside me escape. I know he can feel it as he moves closer to my lips. His mouth rests on my neck as he starts to plant kisses on it.

  When his mouth leaves me, I shiver, wanting so much more of him. I feel him start to slide the dildo inside of me, filling me and stretching me because it is just as huge as he is. The faster he pumps, the less I can contain my breathing. I’m lost in a flurry of lust, and I don’t even realize how hard I am straining against the handcuffs until I feel him undo them. When he does, he pulls me down and rams his cock right up my ass.

  “Jeremy!” I cry out.

  “Yes, Carrie?” I can hear the amusement in his voice at my reaction.

  “Mmm, so…full,” I manage to moan out. He’s holding me over him and pulling me down on his cock, impaling my ass so completely while the dildo keeps my pussy full to the hilt as well.

  The blindfold adds an interesting dimension to this sensation. It is almost like I feel everything more intensely and I just don’t want this to stop.

  Not that Jeremy feels like he’s slowing down. He’s slamming harder and harder into me and I can hear our skin slapping together. Feel how wet my pussy is. I am aching for release and as full as I am, I’m already trembling with arousal. I don’t have much more room inside me for the sheer pressure building up inside me and I don’t even realize the whimpering sound I hear is me until I feel the flood of heat rushing through me. I’m squirting, the pressure built up inside me releasing as I spray cum.

  Jeremy’s hands squeeze my breasts before pulling up the blindfold and letting me see just how much cum my pussy is producing. He pulls out the dildo and drops it to the floor, pulling his cock out to slam into my pussy. I’m on all fours, his cock slammed inside of me, as I feel his cock shoot hot jets of cum inside me. We’re a sticky, filthy mess of sex for a long time, shuddering together with the post-orgasm, post-kill haze, and I want to stay in our mess forever, but eventually we have to clean up this mess, and ourselves.

  But something has changed between us. Something very good. I needed to be able to share this moment with him…not just the kill, but the fucking. The sex after only made it more clear to me that we need each other on levels that only the other understands. I have this excited feeling about my life, and my future, that I’ve never had before. I have…hope. That’s a powerful thing. I can’t help but hold Jeremy’s hand or look at him adoringly as we clean up the basement, and each other. It may not be everyone’s idea of bonding, but I feel how Jeremy and I are two halves of a very dark whole together.

  Carrie

  The morning news is playing in the kitchen as we enjoy some espresso over brunch. It was a wild night and now I'm ready to settle in with Jeremy. All the loose strings have been tied and now I am conscious of the fact that I trust him completely and I love every part of him, even the sinister ones. I finally understand the enchantment of death and now that I've experienced it, it’ll will be hard to ever look away again.

  The reporters are still covering the mass murder that happened to my classmates and I actually enjoy watching it because now I see Jeremy's point of view. There is a power and fascination in watching death occur. I've never been afraid to die and being with Jeremy certainly cements that. I can't believe the news is still covering this story like some big giant thing. I no longer feel that way. I feel the opposite where murder is just a thing that happens, almost essential to life. I look at Jeremy, who's preparing my eggs.

  "I finally get it," I say to him. "The allure of death. It's magical and I can see how you'd be obsessed with it."

  He looks at me fiercely and comes over for a kiss. I taste his succulent lips on mine and pull his face into my hands. I look directly at him so he knows I mean business. "I want to be like you."

  I see something like happiness spread across his face. "You already are like me, you just didn't know it. That's what attracted me to you in the first place."

  "Well, you pulled it out of me. It was there all along and I couldn't name it, but because of you, I can. I feel like my true self."

  The expression on his face is priceless as he knows that it's true. "Such a compliment, my love."

  He kisses me again and then I sip my espresso thoughtfully.

  "No, I don't think you get it. I want to experience it with you. I want to know exactly what it's like."

  His eyes turn dark and I know he's considering what I mean.

  "Tell me about your first kill."

  He looks at me cautiously, determining if I really want to know. "Okay, it was with Carter. We were in college and we were out one night drinking, walking the streets at a late hour. We came across some frat boys who had dragged a girl into the bushes, they raped her. We showed up too late to do anything, they were leaving her when we saw them. We called the cops for her, made sure they took her.”

  I'm looking at him with my breath held, waiting to hear the rest of the story. I am trying not to shake myself as I empathize with the poor girl's plight.

  He sees my fear. "You sure you want me to continue?"

 
"Yes," I practically whisper. "I have to know what happened."

  "So we, Carter and I, determined that we had to do something. An excessively malevolent feeling came over us. We had never been so close to a crime of this magnitude. They used her body and left her like garbage. Those assholes had to pay, otherwise, no one would ever find out. We stole into each of their bedrooms separately and just killed them off, one by one so that they were dead in their beds. Before we did it though, we said to each one, 'This is for what you did to that girl. You are paying for it.' As the terror crept across their faces and they realized that they had made a huge mistake not only in raping her but in crossing us, well, we got off on it. We left them dripping with blood, to bleed out in their beds till morning when the other frat guys would find them. We even left a note saying that if there was ever another rape coming from that house then the same would follow. It was all over the news but we never got caught. We did it right. And we left a note for the girl too. All it said was, 'For you.' We assumed she'd know what it meant in some way; even if she couldn't remember the details, she knew she had been violated and by our actions we confirmed for her exactly who it was."

  My mouth is agape. "Oh my God."

  "I know," he says. "I've been going on killing sprees ever since. The rush and the adrenaline of it, and knowing that I am achieving some kind of due justice, well, it makes it all worth it. There is nothing like seeing someone realize that their evil mistake has been caught. Their web of deceit is coming undone. It's the same look we saw on Carter's face. God knows I never thought he'd betray me. But he did, so he paid. He should've known."