My Nihilism Got Me Laid?!

Ow.

Why does everything hurt?

( ╥﹏╥) I'm getting so sick of dying.

What happened?

What is that noise?

God, all of my senses feel off; and what is this fucking weight I feel on me?

The surrounding room is dark, as a few night lights illuminate the dismal room. Beside me are countless stuffed animals, all with cute simplified faces. For a serial killer, she has an adorable room. I guess that's kinda a niche... stereotype?

"Oh, you- you're awake darling!"

Why does that panting voice sound familiar?

Holding my head, I wince, saying the first name that came to mind. "Ammit?"

The voice is ragged, speaking only through gasps. "Yes, yes, it's me darling; I'm s- so happy you're awake!"

"What happened?"

"You don't remember?"

"No, the last thing I remem-"

Looking down, I see myself naked and...

"WHY ARE YOU JUMPING ON MY DICK!?"

"Ho- my-" She winces, continuing jumping on my cock like a pogo stick. "god! This feels amazing!"

Her voluptuous body violently jiggles with every gasp filled hop. "Well, you survived my love stabbings, so that means we're getting married... duh." (˵˘ ³˘˵)

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...

∘ ∘ ∘ ( °ヮ° ) ? "Huh?"

My eyes widen as I point at her. "Hey! That's right! You fucking stabbed me after I found all those corpses!"

"Hehe, you're so silly, darling. That's what you get for snooping in places I told you not to go."

She leans down, gyrating her hips against my cock as she lowers her face towards mine.

Her piercing blue eyes glow through the darkness as she smiles at me. "But I forgive you, because you love me! Just as I love yo- OH my- FUCK! Graves, your diCK! Its feel so good!"

I need to get my barrings; she was a serial killer, I died because she stabbed me, and now she's riding my dick... I guess it's not all that confusing.

Hey...

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wait...

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Cautiously turning my attention to her my voice trembles... "So when you stabbed me, and you said, that closet of corpses were your... past lovers... are you necrophiliac?..."

The realization suddenly hits, and I try to push against her doughy body. "Wait!? Get the fuck off my dick!?! I don't want zombie herpes!"

She smirks, leaning down to me. "Dont be silly- Gravy, you are the first one to surviv- my love stabbings, that mean- OH fuCK YeS Graves! -You get my first time!" (๑‿๑//)

I don't know if I should feel relived, but between learning I didn't just contract a STD from a walker and her con- constrictive pussy, relief is the only word that comes to mind.

"You know Gravy, I spent the last hour practicing on your dick; I counted coming 23 times, b-"Her breath hitches. "But look at me know, I- OoohhHH Fuck! Yes! Right there Graves!"

"Would you stoping using me like a dildo and talk to me!"

Stopping her hopping, her ragged breathing slows.

She lets out a gasp, covering her mouth, her eyes glisten with tears. "I am so sorry Gravy! I have been so blinded by how perfect your dick is for me, that I failed to make my pussy perfect for you!"

"Uh... not really what I'm saying." Trying to pick myself up I sigh. "Alright well, lets stop th-"

Suddenly I feel that stinging as something is driven into both of my hands.

"FUCK SHIT! BITCH!" I shout.

She has stabbed both of my hands, impaling them into the floor, trapping me as though I were getting sexually crucified to the floor.

Gyrating on my pelvis, she lets out a squeal, covering her drooling mouth with her oversized hoodie sleeves. "Ooh! YessssSS Graves, call me your bitch!"

What the hell is happening?!

Her eyes have somehow become even crazier as the shades of blue shift. "I love you."

She leans down in my ear, her voice a whisper. "I love you."

"Wha- what the fuck are you doing?!"

A dash of pink floods into her pupils as those lovey dovey eyes take shape. "I LOVE YOU!"

"AH! Get off me, I'm about to cum; surely you don't want a stranger to cum inside you!"

Her eyes slowly widen, I can practically see the glowing heart shaped pupils as her heavy breathing becomes visible. "You...are... about...to... CUM?! YES! YES!"

"NO! NO!"

"Oh yEs! YeS! I woNt StOp UntiLLL your draine- ErGh!"

She begins rapidly hopping up and down my dick. She says she's been practicing on my dick, but the heat from her desperate pussy as it aches for my seed is driving me crazy.

"Seriously, I'm- OOoh, oh yea."

My back arches as I drive my cock deep into her; the cum shoots out in a desperate splatter.

Her eyes widen as she places her hands over her soft belly; a grin widens across her face as she begins gyrating on my throbbing cock, milking me of all of my seed.

"OOoohhhhHH! Yes Graves! Give me YoUR hOTtttT Cum!!!!"

With her tongue out, she pants, drooling everywhere with a ecstasy blinded grin. "I di- I did it. I fina- finally made you cum!"

Gritting my teeth, I'm starting to get pissed off. Firstly, I don't like being submissive; but more importantly... SHE FUCKING MURDERED ME!

Yanking my hand up, the blade slices through my palm, but eventually I manage to free both my hands.

Ammit lets out a gasp as I begin to sit up.

Clenching my hands, I can feel the healing factor repairing the torn muscle fibers in my palm. "That's it!"

Grabbing her waist, I wrap my arms around her, lifting her by her ass.

She lets out a giddy yelp as I stand up. Now wrapping her arms around me and locking her thick thigh around my back, I carry her over to a nearby wall.

"You asked for this."

"Yes, I did! Please, punish me!"

(¬_¬) She looks far too happy about my punishment.

Slamming her against the wall, I begin violently sinking my cock deep into her.

As I begin to drill in, my cock creates a suctioning noise with her waterfall of a pussy.

Her supple body wraps itself around me as I press her against the wall, using her pussy to fulfil my rage filled lust.

The clapping sound of my hips slamming against her fat thighs echo through the dark silent room.

"FuCk YES GRAVES!! Use mE, JusT like thaaaa- OOOoooohHHH!"

Her doughy body begins to spasm against me as she squirts on my dick yet again.

"When did I say you could come?" I stop thrusting, holding her pinned against the wall as I struggle to keep my grip on her juicy, sweaty ass.

"I'm sorry! I'm a dirty selfish girl, please punish me!"

"Then take off that sweater, I want to see those tits bounce."

Practically panting, she excitedly yanks her soft yellow sweater off.

Now as she presses her hot body against mine, I feel her smooth, thick skin press against my own bare body. The feeling of our raw bodies sticking and slicking to each other as I fuck her like an animal made my dick throb with a new hunger to claim her.

Lowering my hips, I would gain momentum, slamming my dick against her, causing her nails to dig deeper into my back, her heels pressing into my ass, urging me to go faster, harder.

She can feel every inch of me, every ridge and vein of my cock as it slides in and out of her.

"Yes, yes, yes!" she yells, her voice a hoarse plea. "Fuck me, Graves. Fuck me harder!"

My grip on her hips tightens, my fingers digging into her flesh as I pick up the pace, my hips slapping against hers with a loud, wet sound. "You want more, greedy girl? You fucking take it, then!"

Ammit's breath hitches, her body trembles with the force of my thrusts. I can feel the pleasure building within her, a coil of heat and desire that was winding tighter and tighter with every brutal thrust. She wants to come, but she's trying so hard to resist making me cum first.

Ammit's breath hastens as she looks at me, her eyes wide with a mix of apprehension and excitement. "I want you to fuck me, Graves, hard. I want you to make me yours. I want to feel you inside me, filling me up completely. I want you to fuck me so hard I can't walk tomorrow."

"Fucking making me do everything!" I whip my hips with an annoyed anger, spreading the warm wall of her pussy before yanking my dick out.

"Yes, fuck yes," she begged. "I want it. I need it!"

"God, your pussy is tigh-"

She suddenly wraps her arms around me, leaning forward as she goes in for a ambush of a kiss.

My eyes widen as I try to resist, but with both of my hands holding her up by her ass, I have no choice but to meet it. Her tongue swirls around my mouth, wrapping itself around it with a saliva filled twist.

The room is quiet except for the sloshing and slapping noise of my pulsating cock reforming her pussy, and the moaning sounds as our mouths lock with one another.

It's a good thing I'm not a lawyer because in this moment, as her squirting pussy trembles around my raging cock...

I have completely forgiven her for each and every one of her crimes. (⸝⸝╥﹏╥⸝⸝⸝ )