Jims hunt for dead cunt

mf, gore, incest, necrophilia, commission

Continues from [https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/comments/1asn9ri/jim\_kills\_his\_daughters\_friends/](https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/comments/1asn9ri/jim_kills_his_daughters_friends/)

Jim drove his car along the road, anxiously looking for a side road. He knew it had to be somewhere around this place. It was dark, and all the trees along the side of the road looked the same. Jim worried he had missed the turn. Finally, an opening it the line of trees emerged with a gravel sideroad. He let out a sigh of relief and turned the wheel. The car stopped near an opening with a trash compactor, which was sometimes being used by park services. It was large, square and rusty, with a sign "DUMPING OF HOME GARBAGE PROHIBITED" directly on the garbage door. Well, Jim needed to do exactly that - discreetly dump some garbage he had brought from home.

Jim opened the trunk and shone some light from a lamp. Two naked and lifeless bodies lay next to each other, faces pressed together, cheek to cheek, eyes rolled back. His cum had dried into pale sploches on their skin. Girl with upturned nose and freckles was Daniella, short strawberry blonde with huge knockers was Maya. One look at two dead dolls gave him a boner gain. He reached for Maya's tits and fondled them for a second. Jim thought of his daughter Gwen, who surely will miss her friends. He will miss them too. Still, what had to be done, had to be done. No point to delay the inevitable.

Jim picked up Maya over his shoulder, carried her to the compactor and threw her in. Then he carried Daniella and dropped her next to Maya. Jim threw the grabage bags with girls' belongings at their feet. Industrial compactor had large enough garbage space for both girls to lay side by side. Jim didn't close the dirty metal door, so he could watch. He turned the compactor on. The press emitted loud hum, too loud for Jim's taste, and started to move. At first it merely moved the bodies and trash bags closer together. Girls' limbs straightened, their bodies pressed together as space shrank. Maya started to turn on her side, until her right boob landed on top of Daniella's arm. When there was no free space girls' bodies compressed. Squeaking sound of flesh being squeezed together mixed with the hum of the machine. Jim stroked his erect dick and watched at the involuntary movements of the trashed bodies. There was something erotic about two beautiful young bodies being destroyed with such brutality.

"Scrunnnnnch!"

The bones were breaking as two bodies melded together under unstoppable force. Jim kept illuminating the compactor, not willing to miss anything, and jerked off harder. He stared at how Maya's tit ballooned above the mess, where it was imposible to pick out which part of the body belonged to which girl. He imagined Maya's left breast being completely destroyed, desintegrated between two flattened ribcages. The right tit had temporarily escaped the destruction and rose above the gap of squashed flesh. It swelled bigger and bigger, with thick veins appearing on previously immaculate skin. As the press reached the maximum, the tit - last intact part of Maya's body - exploded with a loud "Pop!" The tit burst, painting compactor's inside red. In the same moment Jim came. He shot his load inside the compactor with a satisfied groan. His jizz sprayed on the dirty surface and mixed with blood. Jim stood there for a minute, relishing the moment, then went back to the car.



Next couple days were uneventful. Gwen was puzzled why her friends had suddenly decided to leave in the middle of the night, but wasn't suspecting her father. Yet Jim secretly was worrying about their relationship. Gwen kept mentioning how her friends had suddenly disappeared, and each time Jim didn't know how to respond. He was afraid his daughter would notice change in his behaviour. Jim was lusting after Gwen. She was a lean girl, with straight dark hair that reached her shoulders and flat chest that made her look much younger than she was. During that fateful night, when Jim had killed Maya and Daniela, Jim had fucked unconscious Gwen along with her dead friends. The experience had changed him. The feeling was unforgettable and he thirsting to fuck her again. One day Jim almost slipped. Gwen was prancing around the house, wrapped in a bath towel, all wet and shiny right out of the shower. Jim imagined himself grabbing her, toppling to the ground, raping her, taking turns in the ass and pussy. Jim had always adored his daughter. It took him enormous force of will to stop himself from doing that. He muttered some silly excuse and run out of the house. Jim's dick was rock hard. He stopped in front of the house near the road and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

"Hiya!" a young woman's voice greeted him.

The girl was walking her dog just in front of their house. Jim didn't know her name, but recognized her - she was a 20 year old daughter of an older neighbour couple who had recently moved in right next to Jim's. In his mind, Jim decided to call her Olivia, after a TV celebrity the girl reminded him of. She had the same sporty body and straight blonde hair. Olivia wore sports bra, black leggings and white sneakers, and held a leash with a fluffy shitzu on the other end.

"Oh, hi there..." Jim replied, a bit short of breath.

Olivia smiled back. It didn't escape Jim that her eyes darted down for a moment, focusing on his crotch. Shadow of a smirk flashed over her face. Jim felt his face become red from embarasment. Of course, she had hoticed his giant bulge. Olivia and kept walking with her dog, heading home, and probably was thinking what a big pervert Jim was, standing in the open with a boner.

At first, Jim followed Olivia with his eyes. Her tight, round ass was floating away from him. Then, as if hypnotized, Jim started to slowly follow the girl. He didn't stop when Olivia went inside her house. Without much forethought Jim followed her, slowing down as he reached neighbours' front door. He tried the handle, found the door not locked and entered the house.

Olivia's unleashed shitzu was standing in the middle of the foyer and stupidly stared at Jim. Sound of running water was audible from deeper inside the house. Jim couldn't think of anything else than Olivia's tight ass. Olivia and Gwen could have become friends some day, Jim imagined. Unconnected leash was laying on the floor, and he picked it up. Jim passed the dog, who still hadn't made a single sound, and went towards the running water.

The door to the bathroom was open and Olivia was there. She was bending down, topless, but still had her black leggings on. When she bent back, Jim threw the leash over her head and tightened it around her neck. Behind Jim's back the shitzu finally started yapping. As Olivia was kicking her legs, Jim lifted her from the ground by the neck. The dog was annoying him. He turned on his heel, carrying Olivia with him, then kicked the irritating mutt out of the bathroom and pushed the door shut. Muffled barks continued to echo from the other side.

Olivia's leash compressed her neck tight, and she was still grabbing and kicking. Jim fell on the floor and held her tight, until resistance diminished. Now Olivia's body was infrequently convulsing. It occurred to Jim, that she and his daughter will not have a chance to become friend. Olivia's teary eyes were frozen wide open, her tongue was sticking through her teeth. Jim had created another fuckdoll for him. He wrapped his hands around her chest and caressed her small, firm titties. Her rubbed her pussy through the leggings, then grabbed the thin fabric and tore a hole in them. Jim pushed her panties to the side to get access to the pussy. Impatiently he pressed his body at hers and pushed his dick inside dead girl's cunt.

"Oh, yea! That's right!" he groaned.

After couple thrusts, Jim pressed his face at her hair and inhaled her scent. His dick erupted with thick stream of cum. For several seconds Jim lay with Olivia, fondling her body. He had a large smile on his face. The shitzu was still yapping. Only now he realised that he was lucky nobody else was at home. Just him, shitzu and dead Olivia. Tired, Jim stood up and opened the door.

"You can shut up now, you stupid bitch."

The shitzu indeed stopped barking and dashed past him into the bathroom. It sniffed its dead owner's face, and stopped as if considering something. Then the dog confidently strolled between Olivia's legs and started to lick the cum off dead girl's pussy.

"She's all yours..."

Jim left the shitzu at its occupation and hurried out of neighbours' house to return to Gwen.



A day later Jim and his daughter were in their kitchen. Gwen was agitated.

"Did you hear that the girl next door had been killed?" she asked her dad?

"Yeah, I think so..." Jim reluctantly said. "But you have nothing to worry about. You are safe!"

That seemed to have the opposite effect on Gwen.

"How do you know?" she said. "They still haven't found Maya and Daniella. Now I'm sure something bad happened to them!"

"That's just a coincidence, surely they are fine..."

"Dad! What really happened that evening?"

Gwen's eyes were wide, and she was almost shouting. She didn't know the facts, but her intuition had told her everything she needed to know. Jim looked at her in desperation and a little bit with disappointment. Gwen knew it was him!

"Baby, you know that I love you more than anything in the world!"

Gwen picked up her phone.

"I am calling cops!"

Jim was following his instinct. He grabbed a kitchen knife and lunged. The blade slashed across Gwen's throat. Her eyes widened in an expression of colossal surprise. Blood was pouring out of the slit on Gwen's neck, paining the front of her shirt red. She wanted to say something.

"Gurrrglllh..."

Tears were pouring from Gwen's eyes. The phone dropped from her hand, and she reached her hand towards her father. Jim threw the knife on the floor.

"I am so sorry Gwen! You are right, it was me! I killed and fucked all of them!"

He dropped the knife and threw his arms around his bleeding daughter.

"At first, with Maya, it was an accident. You know how gorgeous her tits are... were."

Gwen's pupils were dilating.

"Then Daniella... she really has herself to blame. I fucked all of you while you were unconscious!"

Jim hugged his daughter tight.

"The neighbour girl... it was me too. I was so horny thinking about you!"

"Hrrklll..."

Gwen probably could feel his dick pressing at her even through the clothes. He grabbed Gwen's little ass. While she was still alive, she had to know how much her dad loved her.

"I will fuck you too Gwen. I will fuck you in all your holes!"

Gwen was completely limp.

"I love you, my little princess!"

She slipped from his grip and fell on the floor. Her skin was bright red from all the blood. The blood was everywhere, kitchen was a complete mess. Gwen was dead.

Jim carried his daughter to the bathroom and dropped her under the shower. He removed his own clothes. Immediately Jim's dick became hard as a rock. He couldn't even think about cleaning the blood anymore. Jim let the pleasant stream of water wash the blood away. Meanwhile he forced his dick into Gwen's mouth and fucked her throat. He filled Gwen's throat with his cum, part of which trickled through her neck cut, just to be washed away by the stream of water.

Jim spent the rest of the evening wiping the kitchen, rubbing and scrubbing his daughter and himself clean. After couple hours the job was done. Jim was almost falling from his feet from fatique. The image of the pale body in the showers cheered him up. His daughter was the cutest fuckdoll in the world, and now all his and nobody's else. Jim fucked her in the shower again. This time he used her little asshole. It was resisting at first, but then it was just perfect for his dick. After filling her guts with cum, Jim carried Gwen to her upstairs bedroom, and put her in her bed.

Jim made himself a simple dinner and ate with a great appetite. When he returned to Gwen, he was hard again. Gwen was laying naked on her bed, bloodless - so pale she was almost glowing. Daughter's petite tities with tiny nipples just made her more adorable. Jim crawled on the bed, licked Gwen's chest, kissed her neck and lips.

All the fucking had expanded the cut on Gwen's neck, so that his fuckdoll was in danger to lose her head. Suden idea came to Jim's mind. Jim carried her back to the showers, then with a hacksaw he sawed Gwen's head off her body. It really was more convenient to handle a daughter without a head. On the other hand, Jim could keep Gwen's head in his mancave, so he would be able to access it whenever he wanted. Jim carefully carried the head to the basement and placed it on the shelf.

When he returned to what remained of Gwen in the shower. The headless, lifeless body still looked incredibly cute. The neck stump probably was the most adorable neck stump in the world. Jim probed the airhole, measuring if he would be able to fuck it. He run his hands over Gwen's chest, caressing her flat boobs and tiny nipples.

Another idea came to Jim's mind, and he fetched a knife. He kneeled near the body, examined it for a second and stabbed the blade in her chest. He continued to cut up until there was a large incision in Gwen's chest. Jim reached inside, grabbed the heart and pulled the meaty organ out. Gwen's heart fit neatly on his palm, as if made to be held by father's hand. Jim smiled. He stood up and walked out of the bathroom, holding the precious heart with both hands. He could even imagine Gwen's heart could start beating any second. Jim wanted to put it near daughter's head. He would find a way to preserve it, so Gwen would remain with him forever.

Something caught the tip of Jim's foot. He tripped. Slimy heart slipped from his fingers and hit the floor. Jim could hear it bounce. He tried to keep balance, he put the foot forward... Jim felt his foot stepping on something. A loud "pop!" came from under his foot. The heart split and burst like a pinata, sending slimy pieces of flesh everywhere. Stunned Jim stood on top of flattened piece of meat, that used to be his daughter's heart.

"Gwen?" Jim whispered.