Jim kills his daughter's friends

mf, multiple victims, incest, accidental, necrophilia, commission

Baseball memorabilia adorned Jim's basement mancave. He himself lounged in his kingly recliner in front of a big screen TV. Jim's intention was to watch the game tonight, but he just couldn't get his brain concentrate on the action. His thoughts were traveling upstairs. Jim rubbed his boner through the pants. All he could think about was three young girls having a sleepover above in his daughter's room.

Jim's daughter Gwen had had her two college friends over. They were taking the break from what they called the "grown-up" life: studies, parties and first responsibilites of adulthood. Tonight Gwen, Maya and Daniella were in their comfy pajamas. Earlier Jim had run into all three young ladies, giggling and chatting about their girly things, being careless and silly. They had went upstairs, leaving a whiff of alluring aroma of their young female bodies in their stead. Jim had gone hard in an instant. Normally Jim would never think about his daughter in sexual way, but all three young ladies together just made his brain drift into completely forbidden realms. All he wanted was to grab them by their silky hair, pull down their soft pajamas and invade those pliable young pussies, make their lively giggles respond his passionate thrusts. Jim had suppressed his thoughts as well as he could and went to his mancave to try to watch the game.

By now he had realised that he didn't care about the damn game. Jim got up and started to aimlessly wander around the house. In the living room he stopped and listened attentively. A floor higher three girls were having their time together. Jim could hear their muffled voices. He stood there and listened.

After who knows how long, Jim heard somebody walk down the stairs and go into the kitchen. He peeked and saw one of Gwen's friends, Maya. She was a short girl with long, straight strawberry hair. The girl had comfortable-looking turquoise two piece pajamas with frolicking unicorns and butterflies printed on them. Jim didn't remain unnoticed. Maya smiled.

"Oh hi again!" she said. "I just wanted to grab a glass of juice."

"Uhm, sure!" Jim replied. "If you want something else, I could bring it to Gwen's room."

"Like what?"

"Well, maybe some milk, or something, I..."

Maya snorted.

"I'm sure you have the best milk!"

Her eyes darted down for a short moment, towards Jim's bulge. The hard-on was too noticeable. Maya's naughty eyes became innocent again, she smiled, and dimples formed on her cheeks. She stood there with her hands locked behind her back. Jim's eyes were drawn at her boobs protruding outwards under the turquoise pajamas with silly unicorn print. After a second of silence Maya turned towards the fridge, and disappeared behind its door, with only her butt remaining visible outside. The little brat was driving Jim mad, probably intentionally. Jim couldn't resist. His hand reached out almost instinctively, and slapped Maya's butt, making a loud "smack". Afterwards his hand remained on the cheek. Jim couldn't remember last time he had squeezed a butt so supple and juicy.

"Oww!"

Maya sprung backwards and turned at him in an instant.

"What the fuck!"

Her voice had turned quite shrill. Her eyes had changed, with genuine hate burning in them.

"You fucking perv!"

"No, no, no, listen..."

The brat was screaming too loud, and Jim definately didn't want to attract the attention of other girls upstairs. Jim grabbed her hand.

"Let me go!"

Maya pulled herself away, her hand slipped out of Jim's grip and made the girl fall backwards.

"Thunk!"

At first Jim didn't understand what had happened. Girl in turquoise pajamas dropped on the floor and went quiet. It took him a second to realise, that her head had hit the edge of the kitchen counter. A bit of blood colored the edge red. Maya lay down on the floor, her strawberry hair covering her face. Jim leaned to check her breathing. There was none.

"Maya?"

Jim couldn't believe what had just happened. He had killed one of Gwen's friends, and he still was very horny. Jim put his hands on Maya's boobs and squeezed through the fabric. She was quite busty for her small frame. Jim couldn't help himself to feel extremely attracted to this little college student in her unicorn and butterfly pajamas. Or rather he was attracted to Maya's dead body. Jim lifted the front of the pajamas top and grabbed Maya's boobs. They were round and slightly hanging. Light areolas were almost invisible on her skin. The nipples were flat tiny dots. Jim hungrily pounced on Maya's delicious titties and started sucking and licking. She was not resisting. Maya eradiated breathtaking smell of a young girl's body that Jim couldn't get enough of. Jim lifted Maya's legs up - the dead girl couldn't do anything about it - and pulled up her pajama bottoms. His dick found her little soft pussy and sunk in without resistance. Jim capitulated after a couple of thrusts. He was cumming inside Maya for what felt forever.

Now Jim pulled himself out and observed he scene with a bit more clarity of mind. Maya, one of his daughter's friends, was dead on the floor, with her thick tits uncovered, dripping his cum from her cute little pussy. Jim quickly pulled dead girl's pajamas up and picked her up. Maya's body wasn't heavy, and he easily brought her to his mancave. Jim dropped the girl in his recliner, for a lack of other ideas. A plan started to emerge. Jim would need to find a way to remove Maya's belongings from Gwen's room, then he would tell Gwen and Daniella that their friend unexpectedly left. Just to figure out a way to gather the dead girl's things, so that nobody notices. Jim poured some alcohol on a piece of cloth. He could put it on a girl's face, forcibly sending her to sleep, distract the other one - and the plan will be fulfilled.

Jim went back to kitchen and met Gwen. The daughter was wearing her pink pajamas with flower print. She was a bright-eyed girl with her dark hair short, just reaching her shoulders.

"Dad? What was that sound?"

"What sound? There was no sound," Jim responded nervously.

"And where's Maya?"

"She had to go home."

"Wait, what?" Gwen responded with disbelief. "She didn't say anything, and all her stuff in upstairs."

"I mean, she said she would. She's just went to look around."

Gwen's lips formed a pouty expression, as she always did when she couldn't wrap her head around something.

"What's going on, dad?"

"Nothing, really!"

Gwen looked into Jim's eyes, as if she knew that he was hiding some secret. Then she walked by Jim, closer to the cellar door. Jim couldn't let her see Maya's body. From behind, he pressed the alcohol soaked cloth at Gwen's face.

"I'm sorry, baby!"

"Ummmph!"

Gwen tried to resist. She was grabbing Jim's arms, kicking her legs, but her dad was stronger.

"Go to sleep now!" Jim whispered. "Just go to sleep, dear!"

They both slumped on the floor. Gwen collapsed in Jim's arms, finally unresponsive. Jim removed the cloth from daughter's mouth. The girl was really sleeping, and he could feel her faint breath on his cheek. She was laying in her dad's arms like a broken doll. Jim pressed his face at Gwen's hair. Her smell was sweet, in some way very similar to Maya, but in some way very different, even more alluring than the dead girl in his mancave. Of course, Gwen was still alive, and Jim intended to keep her that way.

Jim couldn't help himself. Jim pushed his hands under daughter's pajamas and rubbed her chest. Gwen was a lean and thin girl. Where Maya was busty and round, Gwen was flat as a board, really underdeveloped compared to her college girlfriends. Her little nipples brushed against Jim's palms, arousing him even more. He pushed his hand lower, under Gwen's pink pajama pants, pushed her panties aside and rubbed her pussy.

Jim knew what he was doing was wrong. On the other hand, he had already accidently killed one of Gwen's friends, so molesting his daughter a little bit didn't seem like such a big deal. Gwen wasn't conscious anyway, and could afford her dad to experience her body in a completely new way. Just for a little bit. Jim's finger slipped inside Gwen's pussy. He probed the slippery cave, then pushed in a second finger. There was barely more room, and Jim had to gather his will to stop himself from pushing more fingers in. He didn't want to stretch Gwen's little cunt too much. She was his daughter after all.

Jim was kissing Gwen's ear while he worked on her pussy, and soon he started to feel his hard-on again. He stopped himself before he had gone too far and pulled the fingers out of Gwen. Maya was downstairs in the basement, slouched in his soft chair, already filled with his cum. She could be used again. But now Jim wanted to see Maya's fat titties next to Gwen's tiny buds.

He picked up his daughter on his arms and carefully carried her to his mancave. Maya was there just like he had left her, staring into nothing through her half-closed eyelids. Jim placed Gwen's limp body next to her dead friend, so that she was sitting halfway on Maya's lap. He lifted both girls' pajama tops, then gently pushed Gwen towards her dead girlfriend. She slouched over shorter Maya, and her tiny hard nipples pressed onto Maya's soft boobs. The sweetness of the sight was too much for Jim to take. He pulled out his dick again and started stroking. Three of four strokes was enough for Jim to erupt for the second time tonight. He shot his cum ropes over the nipples of two girls in front of him. Jim jerked couple more times, then stopped. His jizz was dripping in several tiny streams down Maya's ample boobs and Gwen's flat chest.

Only then Jim noticed somebody standing in the doorway of the room. Daniella, who he expected to still be remaining upstairs, was staring at him and her friends with horrified expression on her face. Honestly, she looked adorable in her dark blue pajamas with silver stars and moon crescents on it. She had her ginger hair braided behind her back. The expression of surprise on Daniella's freckled face made her mouth hang open. Jim rushed towards her. The girl managed to emit a scream and make a step back, when Jim fell her on the ground.

"Pleas..." Daniella begged.

Her voice got stuck in her throat, when Jim wrapped his hands around the girl's slender neck.

"I'm sorry," Jim said, not really meaning it.

Daniella definitely wanted to live, but all her efforts to wriggle away were futile. Her tongue stuck out of her mouth. Jim had a hard grip on Daniella's neck and soon squeezed the life out of her. After she stopped showing any signs of life, Jim let her neck go. Then he lifted the dead doll by her armpits and carried her back to his mancave. Another young college body for him to fuck. The hard-on was raging again.

Jim lowered Daniella on his lounge chair carefully, so that he wouldn't hurt Gwen. He rearranged the girls, since it was getting too crowded for all three between the armrests. Limbs were getting tangled, the bodies of lifeless girls were incredibly uncooperative. Finally Jim, who was getting impatient, somehow got Daniella to the bottom of the pile, her legs spread. Across her on her back was laying Maya, who he relieved of her turquoise pajamas. Dead girl's boobies trembled like two cones of jelly. On top of Maya's belly Jim placed his daughter Gwen.

That was all Jim had patience for. He pulled Daniella's dark blue pajama bottoms off, uncovering her pussy. It was pretty, topped with a triangle of curly red hair. Jim unceremoniously jammed his fingers inside Daniella and thrusted couple times, expanding the strangled ginger's warm cunt hole, before plunging his dick in. Gwen's crotch was in front of his eyes, and Jim pulled her pajama pants completely off, revealing daughter's pussy. He pushed his face onto it, and licked, while ramming his dick inside Daniella. Jim's hand found Maya's boobs and aggressively kneaded them, without paying attention to their stickiness from his previous portion of cum. He shot his load for the third time, filling Daniella up. That was the best threesome he had ever had, but now he really was spent.

Jim looked at the body pile in front of his eyes. Two dead girls who had become his fuckdolls and his still living daughter on top. Gwen was in her unconscious sleep, not realising she was sitting above of her perished friends, bottomless, with her pussy lips wet with dad's saliva. As much as he wanted this night continue forever, he had to put an end to it. Jim carried Gwen to her room, where he rubbed her body clean with wet wipes. He pulled her pajamas back and covered her with a blanket. Then he gathered all the things he knew belonged to Maya and Daniella in trashbags, and carried them away. Soon Gwen will ask where her friends were, and Jim would say they decided to abruptly leave.

Jim put the cum filled bodies of Maya and Daniella, their clothes and their cutsy pajamas in his car and drove away to find them a nice scenic place for their last rest, where two college students wouldn't be ever found.

There's a sequel: [https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/comments/1fcw7mh/jims\_hunt\_for\_dead\_cunt/](https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/comments/1fcw7mh/jims_hunt_for_dead_cunt/)