Cute Connie

Sweat rolled down my back as I hefted the shovel, my camping lantern was set upon the ground. The trees, standing sentinel in the moonlit sky.

The brass plaque on the monument out front stated that this place was Morningwood Cemetery. The gates were open as if expecting visitors, but it was well past midnight when I made my visit here. There would be no other visitors besides me. There would be no one else to bother me.

I had private business to conduct.

The grave that I was standing in was freshly covered, and as I felt the shovel clank down, I knew that I was getting close. Reflexively, my cock started to harden in my pants as I thought what would come later.

It was going to be fun, I knew from experience.

I jumped down in the hole, and my breathing quickened, both from the possibility of getting caught, and the excitement that would come from completing the act. I quickly swept much of the dirt away from the coffin, groping around the outer part of the whole for my pickaxe. I would have to be careful to just get through the coffin itself and not damage the sweet, sweet treasure within.

I swung once, twice, and a thi…

The wood splintered into two and I placed the axe at the top of the hole.

I quickly separated the wood, and threw it onto the grass, I felt like a kid in a candy store.

The prize inside was beautiful, her black curly hair clung to her alluringly, the white dress stretched taunt over what once was an ample bosom.

Good, I always did like full figured women.

I hefted her over my shoulder, buddy carrying her from the gravesite to my car, surprisingly, despite what appeared to be a massive frame, she was very lightweight. I could feel bones as they shifted under her weight. I held onto her with one hand and opened up the back of the trunk.

Her special place of honor was a blue plastic tarp. I hated to cover her, she was that beautiful, but I didn’t want her to leak out into the interior of my car. “Soon, soon my love.” I imagined her smiling at me, both of us deliciously naked on our bed; my cock deliciously hard, dripping pre-cum onto her willing body.

A car horn blew and pulled me back into reality. I flashed my lights at him, thanking him for his concern. It was more important to drive and get us both home safe than to wreck. My fantasy would happen soon enough.

It was only when I got into my home did I finally allow myself to relax. Out here in the boondocks, my nearest neighbor a good half an hour away, a perfect for the kind of privacy that I liked.

I lifted my love from the back of the car, carrying her over the threshold like any good groom. I bypassed the kitchen and the living room, we were in the mood for love, not for food or TV, food could wait.

My bride had waited long enough for her wedding, her dress was dirt caked and grimy, and I didn’t care.

Her face was still beautiful, though maggot’s worms and flies had taken to nesting in her open orifices. My lover called out to me. Her lips moved, dislodging the dirty and worms that had become impacted in her throat.

I swept through her body, cleaning it the best I could, washing away the debris that had gotten ensconced in her during her incarceration.

Once she was fully cleaned and prepped, I went back and looked at her. She was beautiful, her flesh was sunken in and bits of bone and teeth protruded occasionally…

“Beautiful,” I breathed in sucking in her scent. Even for all her decay and rot, she was still my wife. I remembered what it was like when I first met her, her pink skin and blonde hair beckoning to me. We made love in the grass that first time, my butt wiggling with every thrust into her.

I woke from that memory to realize that I was really doing it. My pants were down and my cock swollen and wet as I pressed into my wife. I felt the cool clamminess of her body as I slid into her; “I love you sweetness.”

It might have just been my imagination, but I swore that I heard her call out to me. “I do toooo.”

I moved my body, faster and faster, making the wet, slapping sounds of sex as I entered her tight decaying orifices. The wet leathery skin pulling away as I backed out, catching underneath my fingertips as I held her in place white bone gleaming under the room light.

She was so beautiful, and I called her name as I exploded into her. I pulled out slightly the last of my ejaculate erupting onto her chest and neck. When she had been alive, she always hated it when I gave her pearl necklaces. But now, she didn’t seem to mind so much.

I was sated at the moment and went into the bathroom to clean up, as I passed by her face I looked again, once more at the divots at the back of her skull.

I heard the creaking of a loose shutter, and I Went down to get a hammer and nails to fix it. “I’ll be back soon my love. I told her as I blew a kiss. “I need to fix that darned shutter.”

Connie nodded her head rhythmically, but it might have been the wind that was oddly whipping through the house. I walked down to the basement and picked up my hammer. There was something on it.

Upon a closer examination, it appeared to be some sort of gore that had hair that remarkably matched Connie’s. “Hmm.” I mused to myself. “Wonder how that got to be there…”