Killer Couple From Beyond

"Ung! Ung! Ung! Yes! Oh yes! Keep fucking me!!!"

1986, The Bundy Hotel, Town of Dahmersville, California. Johnny and Lucy Sawney were the Bonnie and Clyde of serial killers in those days. Johnny was a slick and hunky man (think of a young Richard Gere) with long curly brown hair and an obsession with glam rock. Lucy was a gorgeous short-haired Isabella Rosellini look-alike with a fiery personality and, despite her denial, a love for romantic movies. They both met in a gun convention in Texas back in 1983. By their good looks, charm, fascination with deadly weapons and deep hatred for their abusive parents, they fell in love. During their first year of marriage, they developed a taste for murder. Their targets were mostly lonely elderlies no one would miss. Their methods included but not restricted to stabbing, shooting, strangling, drowning, poisoning and more stabbing. Yeah they really loved to stab.

One fateful night, they got really horny after killing another elderly man in Los Angeles. I guess they were kinky that way. Crazy, right? Anyway, Lucy, a smoking hot lady at age 30, did a little striptease for her husband Johnny in their room at the Bundy Hotel. Her tits looked magnificent as they swayed when her body swayed. Johnny, a hot-blooded man at age 35, upon reaching the boiling point of his lust, grabbed his naked wife and passionately kissed her. After much groping and fondling, Johnny got inside Lucy's womanhood and started thrusting into her. Lucy was on her back and her shapely legs were on Johnny's shoulders and her hunky husband pounded her in the pussy.

"Aaah! ah! ah! More! MORE!"

"Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung!" John grunted rhythmically as he plowed inside his beautiful wife. Lucy fondled her lovely breasts while she got fucked through and through.

"Aaaah!!! I fucking love you so much, Johnny, my Hunkybun!"

"Ung! I fucking love you too, Lucy, my dear Diamond!"

All of a sudden, armed police officers barged into the room. "Police! You're under arrest!" The cops yelled as they pointed their guns at the naked murderous couple. Johnny and Lucy have decided years ago that they'd rather die mid-coitus with guns a blazing than be imprisoned for a very long time.

Johnny and Lucy Sawney, the infamous serial killer couple, grabbed their pistols and made their last shots.

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Year: 2024

Kevin Hollister (male, 25) and his girlfriend Christine Chatwell (female, 20) were rich, bored and blonde. They were both incredibly hot but incredibly dumb. Kevin was from an "old money" family. How old? Old as balls. He worked as an actor on a trashy soap opera called "The Young and Restless". Quite honestly, he was just hired for his athletic physique and handsome face. Christine Chatwell was very blonde (even blonder than her boyfriend) and very curvy with natural gravity-defying tits. Her parents were wealthy and successful lawyers and she made a fortune for herself as a very popular model for men's magazines like FHM and even had a stint as a Playboy Bunny. Kevin and Christine met at a party, had hot steamy sex and then became a couple. Himbo and bimbo with loads of cash.

The Bundy Hotel in Dahmersville was still open. After the deaths of Johnny and Lucy Sawney, it became a famous haunted locale featured in many TV ghost shows. Most of the paranormal activities were held inside the very same room where Johnny and Lucy Sawney were gunned down by the police. There were moans that came out of nowhere, objects moved around mysteriously and then there's the bed. The bed would shake furiously at night as if a couple was making love in it. The sounds of gunshots were also heard. Many guests and paranormal investigators have witnessed those unusual incidents and their experiences were well-documented.

That was exactly the reason why Kevin and Christine booked a night at Bundy Hotel. They were craving for excitement outside their rich socialite world. In fact, the thought of staying at one of the most haunted hotels in the United States really made them horny.

"Like oh my God, Kevin! Staying in the same room as the serial killer couple who died while doing it is kinda hot!" Christine exclaimed. Kevin grabbed her by the waist. "Yeah I know babe! Lets fuck! I am so hard for you right now."

Kevin kissed Christine on lips while groping her luscious ass. They stripped each other's clothes off without stopping their kiss. Kevin lowered his head and suckled one of Christine's huge tits.

"Uuunnnn... oh Kevin..." The blonde bombshell moaned as Kevin swirled his tongue around her erect nipple. Christine pressed Kevin against her boob while rubbing his hard and erect cock. Kevin switched to Christine's other boob and lovingly bit her nipple which sent a jolt of pleasure into Christine's naked body.

They both laid down on the same bed where the Sawneys were gunned down. It was very comfy but sturdy enough for Kevin and Christine to do hours of hardcore fucking. Kevin plunged his huge schlong into Christine's pussy and pounded her like there's no tomorrow. Christine squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples while moaning as Kevin pumped into her. After cumming into Christine, Kevin switched places with Christine. The blonde bimbo was on top on Kevin and bouncing on his dick. Her breasts were bouncing wildly and Christine felt like Pamela Anderson on Baywatch. Kevin grabbed her tremendous tits and squeezed them which greatly turned on Christine. They kept fucking for hours until they both passed out with Christine sleeping on top of Kevin.

Two spiritual entities were attracted to the highly energetic coitus of Kevin and Christine. One spirit entered Christine and the other entered Kevin. Non-sexually of course. Both Christine and Kevin opened their eyes at the same time. They sat up and touched themselves and then each other.

"I can't believe it, Hunkybun! We finally possessed two living people and they didn't even resist!" Lucy exclaimed while inside the busty blonde bimbo Christine. She was examining her new breasts. They felt soft and heavy compared to the ones on her former body.

"My dear Diamond In The Sky, we were able to possess these people for a reason. We must not waste this opportunity to have a fresh new start." Johnny replied while touching and admiring his massive junk.

"Mmmm... speaking of opportunity, why don't you give me the opportunity of sucking your new dong?" Lucy asked. She licked her lips while gazing at Johnny's crotch. Johnny laughed.

"Sure, Diamond!" Johnny laid down on the bed. The thought of his incredibly hot wife sucking his dick turned him on. Naturally, his dick sprung up ready for action. Lucy grabbed his big cock and fondled the balls and the shaft which made Johnny moan.

"Oooh... I love you so much, my dear Diamond..."

Lucy took the shaft and swallowed the whole thing. She sucked long and hard rhythmically. Lucy's expert fellatio skill made Johnny's eyes wide open. His wife's mouth felt so fantastic around his dick. He caressed Lucy's head and moaned again in pleasure.

"OooOoh God yesss... You are so good at this, Lucy..."

After minutes of cocksucking, Johnny finally unloaded his spunk. Lucy swallowed it all and then remarked. "Mmmm... for some reason, it tastes like mango!"

"Maybe this new body eat a lot of mangoes. Hehehe!" Johnny laughed. "Hey Diamond. There's something I've always wanted to do. Lie down, will ya?"

Lucy laid down on the big comfy bed. Johnny straddled her waist and placed his dick between her enormous funbags. The killer hubby squeezed her tits together and then started thrusting. Lucy was intrigued by this and then was turned on by the kinky technique on her big bosom.

"Oh myyyy... so is this one of those new pornstar things huh? Feels good..."

Minutes have passed. Johnny felt the pressure again in his dick and sprayed his semen all over Lucy's face, neck and tits. Lucy licked some of the mango-flavored spunk.

"Oh yeaaaaaah!!! That feels so good! I want more! Give me your ass, you big-boobed slut!" Lucy's gasped in delight. She loved it when Johnny talked dirty. She knelt down on all fours on the bed and presented her wide plump ass to her husband. Johnny rammed his still hard dick inside his wife and Lucy yelped. Johnny grabbed on to Lucy's meaty hips and started pumping. Lucy began to pant like a bitch in heat!

"Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung! Ung!"

Her husband, in the heat of passion, slapped his wife's ass while he reamed her from behind. Lucy gasped sexily.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Johnny leaned down and grabbed his wife's dangling teats and mauled them like some kind of wild animal which drove Lucy over the edge. He started whispering into her ear.

"You like this huh? You slut. I bet you love it when I fuck your ass while squeezing your big fucking titties. I'm gonna keep fucking your brains out until you go insane and there's nothing you can do about it, whore."

Lucy cried tears of joy at how dominant Johnny was. She loved it when Johnny talked dirty while giving her rough sex. Lucy started screaming in pure ecstasy.

"Oh yes!!! Yessssss!!!!! Keep fucking me, you stud!!!!! I fucking love you so much!!!!!!"

And so they came. A lot.

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Johnny and Lucy, still naked, were rummaging through the luggages of the people they possessed. They came across their IDs.

"So my fleshbag's name is Kevin Hollister huh?"

"And my fleshbag's name is... Christine Chatwell. Hunkybun, I think these guys are rich! Look at their clothes! Holy fuck, look at this purse! It's a goddamn Hermès!"

"That's awesome, Diamond! We really hit the jackpot! Not only we'd be living new peaceful lives, we'd be living in peaceful luxurious lives!" The naked couple high-fived. Suddenly, Lucy had an epiphany.

"Still, are we going to kill again? What if God has given us a second chance? We don't need to survive on dead old people's money while running from the law anymore."

"I think you're right, precious Diamond. Let admit it... Our fucked-up childhoods don't justify the horrible things we did. We killed our shitty parents and they rightly deserve it but we also killed innocent people. Lucy, we should've been in Hell years ago and yet we're still here. Lets do our best to be better this time." Johnny answered. Both husband and wife paused in deep thought for a moment until Johnny spoke up.

"Hey, wanna do it in the shower?"

"Oh Hunkybun!" Lucy giggled.

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"Ung! Ung! Ung! Oh Johnny! I love you so much!"

Johnny was pumping into Lucy from behind while fondling her breasts. The husband lovingly licked one of his wife's ears as he reamed into her.

"Mmm... I love you too, Lucy..." Johnny whispered. His fingers pinched her nipples as he made love to her while the water from the shower washed off the soap suds.

Suddenly, as if they woke up from a deep sleep, Kevin and Christine came back. They had chills running down their spines and it was not because of the water.

"... Kevin? Why are we in the shower? We were just in bed seconds ago!"

"Oh holy shit, man! Oh fuck! I bet the ghosts did this! I am so spooked as fuck right now! We need to get out of here!"

And so the himbo and bimbo quickly dressed up, repacked their luggages and checked out. They were really confused when the grinning concierge asked the couple if they had a great time at the hotel before winking at them.

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Los Angeles, California.

"Oh man, I'm soooo glad to be back in Los Angeles. That was a scary experience, huh Christine?" Kevin asked. He was sitting on the couch in the posh apartment the bimbo couple were sharing. "I feel like having a mango smoothie right now. Do you want one, babe? I could make a kiwi one for you.".

"I'll pass, Kevin. Hey, take a look at these. Jeff Daddy has a party this Saturday night. Wanna go?"

"... no."

"Why?"

"I may be a himbo but I'd know a creep when I see one. I met him once in San Andreas. He may be one of the biggest names in the hip-hop industry but Jeff Daddy gave off very wrong vibes. Months later, I heard about his "kiddie parties". I'm not going to their party and neither should you."

"Okay... if you say so." It was the first time she saw Kevin being so serious.

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Little did Kevin and Christine know that the Sawneys were still attached to their bodies but unable to fully possess them

"Johnny! We lost control of the rich kids! What happened!?" Lucy asked.

"I don't know but lets hope they pass out from sex again so we can take over."

"Did you hear about the pedo party? That's sick! Oh God, now I'm feeling sick!" Lucy began to have a meltdown as she remembered being raped by her own father when she was still a teen. Johnny took his distraught wife in his arms and consoled her.

"Lucy... my dear Diamond... your dad is dead. We killed him together, remember? That disgusting old geezer is long gone. You're here with me now, the man who loves you even after death."

Lucy calmed down and looked at Johnny with tears in her eyes. "Oh Johnny, you always know what to say... I'm so glad I married you..."

All of a sudden, Johnny had an epiphany. "Lucy, what if there's a reason why we're still in the world of the living? What if we're supposed to atone for our sins by killing the scum of the world? If all the rumors are true, this Jeff Daddy dude gotta go."

"W-what are you saying, Johnny?" Lucy asked and then her husband grinned evilly.

"We're gonna kill Jeff Daddy."

Lucy grinned in a sinister way just like her husband. "Do you have a plan?" She asked.

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Kevin Hollister was sipping his mango smoothie. It was his fifth glass for the day. Christine Chatwell was browsing the internet on her smartphone. They were both doing their own thing in the living room until they felt a chill in the air. As if out of nowhere, Johnny and Lucy Sawney suddenly appeared sitting in the same couch as the blonde couple. Both Kevin and Christine screamed.

"Aaaahaaaahhh!!!!"

Johnny raised his hand and began to speak to the terrified blonde couple.

"Chill out, man. We're the Sawneys. I'm Johnny and this is my wife Lucy."

"Hi!" Lucy greeted.

"The Sawneys!!?? Oh God, you're the serial killer couple! Oh God, we're gonna die!!!" Kevin was freaking out so much and so was Christine. "I'm too young and sexy to dieeeeee!!!!" The blonde bombshell wailed.

"Chill, you guys. We're not gonna kill you. You two are our only links to the world of the living. Listen... we want you to go to Jeff Daddy's party this Saturday."

"Why!?"

"We're gonna kill every kiddie diddler in that party. My wife and I may have been serial killers but we've always hated pedophiles and I'm sure you feel the same way."

"Alright, we'll do it but we don't want to be possessed against our will just like back in that hotel." Kevin answered. "And, uh..." Kevin paused and looked embarrassed. "The show I starred in just got cancelled and my dad is cutting me off from the family fortune because, in his own words, I'm too dumb to be his son. I still have some money left but I won't last long unless I find another way to earn a living.". Kevin hung his head low and sighed. "No matter what I do, my dad sees me as a big disappointment."

"Oh babe..." Christine was shocked by the bad news and held Kevin's hand to comfort him.

"Wow that sucks, dude but have no fear because Uncle Johnny is here. Question: How do you see us?"

"You look like living people from the 80's." Kevin answered and Christine nodded in agreement.

"Good news, both of you have strong psychic potential. You can see us because we're powerful enough to show ourselves to the living. Regular people usually see us as shadows." Uncle Johnny chuckled. "I read about that in an ESP book years before I died. I've always been interested in all that paranormal shit. I never knew that my wife and I would become the paranormal."

"That's cool and all but what's your point?" Kevin asked.

"My point is, my young friend, is that you and your girlfriend can become famous TV psychics and you'll be so damned good at it, money will start raining on ya. My wife and I will be your spirit guides. Together, we're gonna be rich. Maybe not as rich as your old man but at least you won't be dependent on your old man."

"Heeeeey... not bad." Kevin nodded in agreement.

"Yeah but we can do all that after going to that party. Now here's the plan..."

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Jeff Daddy Mansion.

Saturday night.

Kevin Hollister and Christine Chatwell, dressed in fancy clothes, have arrived at the infamous rap mogul's mansion. Loud music filled the air and hundreds of celebrities were in attendance, mingling in the vast garden with liquor and food in hand. Some were drinking and carousing. Others were snorting that magic white powder if you know what I mean. Others, the more sophisticated ones, simply socialized and discussed loftier topics like God, social justice and the environment.

Kevin approached an acquaintance of his at the party. "Smoochy! Great to see you!" Smoochy was a short and rotund Chinese-American man full of personality and charm. He was the producer/director of B movies such as Attack of The Zombie Ape-Men and The Octopus Jones Files. He was lauded as the Roger Corman of millennials.

"Kevin, eeeeeeeeyyyy!!!! How ya doin'!? I miss ya, buddy! We gotta work on a film soon! I just need a good story where you can truly shine!" Smoochy vigorously shook Kevin's hand with a big genuine smile on his face. "Oh my! Christine! Your beauty shines even more! How are you!?"

"Hi Smoochy! Still a smooth talker as always!" Christine smiled.

"Oh gee thanks Smoochy! By the way, where's Jeff?" Kevin asked.

Smoochy's smile faded and then he whispered. "Jeff's in the jacuzzi room in the third floor with his personal inner circle. I don't know what goes on in that room and I don't want to know what goes on in that room. I suggest you don't go there. I'm sure you heard the rumors."

"I won't go there, old friend. The guy gives me the creeps but you got to admit, he does know how to throw a party." He glanced at Johnny and Lucy, who were listening to the conversation while being invisible to everyone save for Kevin and Christine. Johnny nodded before walking away with Lucy. The Sawneys phased through the guards and crowd of guests near the mansion's entrance. They passed by the kitchen and discreetly stole two butcher knives from the caterers. The ghostly couple climbed up to the third floor with murderous intent.

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Jeff Daddy, famous hip-hop figure was naked and sitting in the jacuzzi along with his closest of associates. The inner circle included Dennis Blyton, a skinny movie producer and libertine heir to the Blyton fortune. Raymundo Williams, an aging but famous director, was smoking a cigar. MC Calvin, a heavy-set rap star, was drinking whiskey. Michael Fontanilla, another rich heir with dangerous habits, was snorting cocaine. They were all having a good time especially since they were expecting naked teenaged girls and boys to join them.

"Man, I can't wait to grab some young pussy! Hey Blyton! I know you like both boys and girls so I reserved a couple of rising young stars for you. Please make sure to put them on the silver screen as we agreed to." Jeff Daddy said.

"No problem, JD. I know people who know other people and I can guarantee that those two will become big box office stars." The skinny Blyton replied.

"JD, those girls better be hot because I absolutely can't stand my hag of a wife." Raymundo muttered. "I need young sexy bodies to make me feel alive."

"Raymundo, my dude. You gotta trust JD more. You know he always brings in the best looking hos." The corpulent MC Calvin responded, still puffing on his cigar.

"Yeah, when has JD ever failed us? I still remember that blonde highschool hottie in the short pleated skirt from last time. She gave the best blowjobs." Fontanilla answered. He had bits of coke near his nostrils.