Originally titled "Break-In" - © Copyright 1999 Honda-Matic, All Rights Reserved. This story may be reproduced only if full credit is given to its author, and it remains in a free access area.

"Mate, this here is the address. Go there tonight and you won't be disappointed, Mike told me.

"Thanks for everything Mike. I really appreciate it," I said.

"Don't worry. What're friends for anyway. Just don't forget me when you cash in your stuff," he said.

Mike and I were professional burglars. We stole from the filthy rich. Those rich bastards actually gain from us stealing from them, since their stuff is insured, and usually they had insured their stuff for more than what it was really worth. Thus they actually welcomed being broken in.

Mike knew which of those rich bastards fell into this category. They usually would have an intimidating alarm system installed to scare off would be burglars, but in reality, these alarm systems didn't even work properly, which made our job even easier.

I believe that Mike has some deal with some of these rich fuckers. They let us steal from them and we give them half of our profits taken from their place, while they can also claim on their insurance as well. It worked out pretty well for them. All they had to do was agree on a date and time and make sure they weren't home. Some even turn their security system off to make our work easier, or they give us their security plan.

I waited until it was dark before I sneaked up on the house. It was rather small and located in a narrow street. My first impression was that it was a pretty run down place, not a place where you expected some rich guy to live. At second sight, I was convinced that it was a doctor's practice. I wondered what I could steal from there.

While I was thinking, my hands had been busy and picked the lock. The door sprang open and I went in. Once inside I carefully closed the door behind me and turned on my flashlight. It really looked like a doctor's office. There were beds covered with white sheets. I ignored them and tried to find the office. Then I found a pretty cold room. It was quite chilly in there.

Something had caught my attention and I went in for a closer look. There was what looked like square boxes in the walls, similar to the safe deposit boxes you would find in a bank. A lot of important stuff must be locked in those safe boxes.

I approached one of them and tried to pick the lock. Surprisingly it wasn't locked at all. I simply had to pull it out. What I saw was nothing I had expected. Instead of seeing lots of stashed away money and valuables such as jewelry, I was faced by a corpse. I immediately pushed it back into the wall and was about to run when I realized that I had a hard on.

This wasn't a doctor's practice, it was a morgue. I wondered why Mike had sent me here. This was 66 Miller Road. I checked the piece of paper that he'd given me and then realized the address on it said 166 Miller Road. There was a faint 1 at the front, which I had overlooked. I cursed inwardly.

The drawer I had opened had contained a female body and for some reason I was drawn back to it. I just had to have a short glimpse at it before I split the place. I pulled her back out to satisfy my curiosity. She was very pretty. Probably in her early twenties. Her skin was pale and smooth. I felt compelled to touch her and when I did she felt quite good. I had always imagined that corpses were rock hard but she was far from that.

I pulled the sheet up and looked her up and down and admired her beautiful slender figure. It was a pity that such a pretty woman had to die. It really was a great waste to loose such a beauty. I was really taken back by her appearance. She seemed peaceful as if she was asleep. Her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly parted.

Then I realized that except for her head, she was totally hairless. Someone must had cleaned and shaved her body. This explained the extra smooth skin. Her pussy was totally bald too. It looked appetizing and I felt an urge to lick it.

I knew it was totally perverted, but soon I was doing cunnilingus on the dead girl in the morgue. I ate her pussy for quite some time, no reason to hurry, she wouldn't complain and I was enjoying it. This was an absolutely incredible experience. I had never liked eating pussy all that much and only did it when my girlfriend begged me to. But this time I just wanted to do it. And I actually enjoyed it. Something about this girl must have awakened a feeling deep inside me, which I had never known existed. She looked almost like a fairy princess, lying there.

I suddenly had an unexplainable urge. I was very aroused and wanted to make love to my beautiful fairy princess lying motionlessly on the shelf in front of me. As if I was under her spell, I slowly began to undress. My hands were working on removing my clothing almost as if commanded by an unknown force. It was as if I was in a trance, doing things that I would not do if I were my own master. I wasn't completely aware of what I was doing until I was completely naked and leaning over the naked body.

The cold of the morgue was intense, my feet instantly felt the cold floor and I shivered. As much as to get off that cold floor as for any other reason I climbed up onto the shelf then I realized that I was just in the right position for making love to my silent princess.

Had I lost my mind? Why was I leaning over a corpse, ready to make love to it? The horror of my sickening action shot through my brain like a searing pain. Was I was about to have sex with a dead person? The thought about it made me feel like wanting to puke. It was a horrible and disgusting thought. Just when I was about to leap off, my eyes caught the sight of the pretty face of my fairy princess.

She was so alone, so remote, so silent and beautiful, how could I leave her here without my loving embrace. It felt somehow disgraceful NOT to enjoy her beauty on last time, to use her as she was intended to be used, to enjoy her wonderful body one more time before it was gone forever.

Instead of jumping off, I did exactly the opposite. I leaned down closer to the girl and kissed her lips. Immediately I felt an strange pulsing feeling surge through my body. To my surprise it felt very pleasant, much more pleasant then anything I had ever felt before. I didn't want it to stop. I continued to kiss the dead girl poking my tongue into her mouth and sucking on her tongue. I held her limp body up from the table and passionately frenched her as a lover would do. My fairy princess took my advances uncomplaining as always.

At that point, I was filled with such passion that nothing in the world would have been able to stop me from continuing. I caressed her smooth skin and fondled her two soft breasts. Compared to the rest of her body, they felt incredibly soft as if they were special cushions just made for me to rest on. I licked and kissed them in a kind of frenzy, then finally lay my head on them.

As I lay fully on my beauty, I felt my cock stiffen. It became rock hard in seconds and started to push between her unresisting legs. I gently moved my hips backwards and slowly pushed them forward again. My cock easily found its way to the entrance of the girl's vagina. I was surprised when I slipped in without effort. It was as if she had been made just to fit me. (Later I realized that someone had coated her vaginal area with Vaseline as a preservative or something. I didn't want to think that there might be another reason.)

But at that moment all I could do was slowly continue to push my cock into her body deeper and deeper until I felt some resistance inside. Could it be that this gorgeous woman had died a virgin?

I continued to push on and on until I could feel her hymen break under the force of my cock. She was a virgin! What a rush!

I made love to her for almost an hour. I shot my seed deep inside her three times. And all the while my faire princess never complained, she lay there and took my passion calmly, allowing me to fill her marbled body with my hot life essence.

When I finally had nothing more to give, I was covered in sweat and exhausted. I rolled of my princess and lay next to her for a while to rest and to look at her. She was so beautiful and graceful looking. I caressed her flawless body and my cock started to stiffen again. I imagined how she would have been if she were still alive. I masturbated as I looked at her.

Her face was so cute, it was radiant with youth and its beauty. I couldn't take my eyes off her. Then I reached another point of orgasm. I knelt over my princess and sprayed my spooge all over her perfect face. Some of it dripped into her slightly parted mouth, moistening her pale lips. I remember that it looked so sensual, so sexy.

I could not imagine my life without her. So I got dressed and decided to steal her corpse...

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