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It was a quarter past midnight when Jane clocked in for work. An hour and a half late, she knew she'd be hearing about this from her partner. Pushing through the double doors into the morgue, she was nearly run down by Kathy as she headed past her in the opposite direction.
"Whoa! Kathy, where you headed?" she asked, holding the door open.
"What the fuck do you care!?" she shouted back over her shoulder, "leaving me alone with all those corpses, I'm taking an early dinner." kathy stopped and threw her a hateful stare. "You know I don't like it down here by myself," her voice was thick with emotion, "I'll be back in an hour!"
With that she took off, Jane let the door swing slowly closed. She knew Kathy hadn't been happy with her the last few weeks, but she hadn't realized just how much that resentment had grown. Laying her purse down on the counter she turned and surveyed the room. A gurney sat in the middle of the room, the white sheet silhouetting the corpse beneath it.
This was the basement of the Sherman Brothers Mortuary, she and Kathy were their "dressers", fixing up the dead to be presentable at their funerals. Jane approached the gurney, curious as to how much work this one would require. There were a couple of other occupied gurneys at the back of the room, but this one obviously needed work first. Pulling back the sheet from it's face, Jane started in shock, not because of how gruesome he looked, just the opposite as a matter of fact.
He was superb looking, long wavy blonde hair framed a rugged, square-jawed face, he must be only in his twenties, Jane thought to herself. Pulling the sheet a little further back, she could see no evidence of any obvious trauma that would have brought him here. Walking down to the end of the gurney, she yanked the sheet up to examine his toe-tag. She nodded her head ruefully, the tag told her all she needed to know, drug overdose.
What a shame, she thought, so young and good looking. Moving to the side of the gurney, Jane looked around the room out of habit, even though she knew she was alone. Satisfied, she pulled the sheet completely off him and gasped for the second time that night. Lying there between his white thighs was the largest cock she'd ever seen outside a porno movie. It was at least ten inches long and as thick as the cucumber she'd sliced up for lunch that afternoon.
"Somebody's missing that tonight," she said out loud. She realized her breath was coming quicker, her heart beating a fast rhythm in her chest. She'd been trying so hard to be good at work, hell, that was why she'd even asked for someone else to work with, to keep her on the straight and narrow. All she could think about now was how Kathy had said she'd be gone an hour...more than enough time to take advantage of a situation like this that she couldn't pass up.
Reaching out with a shaking right hand, she grasped his flaccid, cold penis and shook it back and forth, like a terrier playing with a chew-toy. She moaned deep in her throat, loving the way his cock thumped back and forth with meaty thumps. She'd never imagined that a cock this large would feel so much better. The veins that would normally have stood out so plainly were none the less easily visible through the waxy, semi-transparent skin of his member.
After making sure the hall outside was empty, Jane leaned forward and shoved the cold cock into her mouth, relishing the thrill as it slid past her full, moist lips. She pumped up and down on it vigorously several times, slathering as much saliva on it as she could. The wet, slurping noises she made only excited her more, she could feel a warm moistness growing between her thighs.
Deep down she knew what she was doing was wrong, yet she couldn't help herself. She never could. This was how she'd lost her job in a city morgue halfway across the country. They'd tried to convince her it was a sickness, wanted her to take therapy, but she wouldn't have any of it. Now here she was thousands of miles away doing the same sick things. It felt so good though, she could feel the cock slamming into the back of her throat, she resisted the natural urge to gag though, and instead relaxed her throat muscles and swallowed on her next downward thrust. She felt his member sliding down her throat as she buried her nose in his thick mound of pubic hair. She stayed that way for as long as she could, unable to breathe. Finally, she backed off, sucking in huge gulps of air as she watched a huge string of spit stretch out between her open mouth and the bulbous head of the penis.
Suddenly, a huge grin stretched across her spit-stained face, she couldn't believe her luck. His cock was hardening in her hand. Sometimes it happened, sometimes not. Pumping his stiffening cock with one hand, Jane stripped off her clothes as quickly as she could with the other, not wanting to miss her chance.
Climbing onto the gurney, she straddled the corpse's mid-section and thrusted her sopping wet cunt onto it's erect shaft. She shuddered in ecstasy as it filled her, she rode up and down on it, reverse cowgirl style, holding onto his knees for support. She felt a stirring sensation deep in her groin and slowed down her pace, knowing that with her climax would also come the awful guilt trip that always followed. What she was getting now though was worth the guilt. She wasn't worried about needing to hurry, other than Kathy coming back. When a corpse got an erection, they'd been known to last for hours.
The couple of times she'd fucked corpses since Kathy had started, only one had gotten hard, an elderly man with a five inch hardon. When Kathy had come back and seen that, she'd given Jane hard stares all night, apparently not believing her explanation that it had happened when washing him up prior to dressing him. She'd have to endure that again, seeing as how there'd be no way in Hell Kathy could miss this flagpole sticking straight up.
Pulling up, Jane looked down at that massive rod and nervously wondered if she should do what she was contemplating. She loved doing anal, but of course it only worked with the ones that got hard. She never passed it up, but she was afraid this one might be too big for her. Casting a quick look out the small windows in the morgue doors, she made up her mind and reached down to her smock where it lay in a pile with the rest of her clothes at his feet. In the right pocket was a small bottle of hand sanitizer, the kind with hand soothing lotion in it. Grabbing the bottle, she flipped up the cap and squirted a liberal dose on the head of his penis, rubbing it up and down the shaft. Holding onto the low, stainless steel rails of the gurney, she lowered her ass towards his glistening member.
Squatting like that, her ass cheeks flared apart, Jane could feel the head pressing firmly against her anus. Taking several deep calming breaths, she relaxed the muscles of her sphincter while simultaneously pushing down. She felt intense pressure, but kept steadily lowering herself. When the pain became almost unbearable and she thought she'd have to quit, the head slipped in suddenly, taking her breath away. it was almost too much, but she was past the hardest part and wanted it so much.
Slowly, she slid her way down the shaft, biting her lower lip till she was sure she'd draw blood, taking more cock in her ass than she ever had before. Reaching down, she began rubbing her swollen clit in large, lazy circles. She was wetter than she'd been in months, the pit of her stomach felt like it was tied in knots. This orgasm would make her worthless for the rest of the night.
Riding up and down on his cock in a frenzy, Jane felt delicious tension building up in her. She felt like her ass was getting ripped open, the cock sliding in and out like a piston. Her fingers were rubbing fast, tiny circles on her engorged clitoris. Finally, she could hold back no longer, letting the spring inside her uncoil, she muffled her screams behind tightly closed lips. She jerked spasmodically up and down several more times, riding the wave of her orgasm, reveling in the intensity of it.
Weakly, Jane climbed down off the gurney. Clutching her clothes to her chest, she walked to the counter against the wall and washed off in the sink. Pulling on her clothes, she made a conscious effort to try and not look at the corpse she'd just defiled. No matter how good it felt at the time, Jane always found herself wracked with guilt after the deed was done. After dressing, she forced herself to go clean up her mess before Kathy returned.
Fifteen minutes later she was pulling on Timothy Snider's clothes. It was funny, she never wanted to know their names before violating them, yet afterwards, she made sure to find out who they were, as if it were some sort of sick penance. Thankfully, his erection had finally subsided, as if he too were sated.
Jane looked up from pulling his last sock on to find Kathy watching her from just inside the door. The look on her face seemed cheerful enough, she was apparently over being mad at her.
"So, all finished are you?" asked Kathy.
"Dressing him anyways," replied Jane, "we've still got his makeup to do."
Kathy crossed her arms over her breasts, "that's not what I'm referring to, and you know it!"
Jane felt a sickening knot forming in the pit of her stomach, not again, she thought to herself. "I don't know what you're talking about," she said, but was unable to look her co-worker in the eyes.
"I know you've been fucking our...clients," said Kathy, a mischievous grin on her face. "The fact that you can't look me in the eyes right now only makes it that much more obvious."
Jane did look at her now, the beginnings of tears forming in the corners of her eyes. Before she could say anything though, a rustling from the back of the room startled her. Turning around, she saw one of the sheets on one of the back gurneys rise up and slide off to reveal David White, Kathy's boyfriend, holding onto a camcorder no less.
Shocked beyond anything she could imagine, Jane stood there mutely as David passed her, chuckling to himself.
"You should have seen her doing him babe!" he said to Kathy, putting his arm around her and nuzzling her ear. "She screwed him better than you've ever screwed me."
Kathy punched him on the shoulder, but you could tell she didn't mean it. Jane finally got her voice back, "pl...please don't tell Mr. Sherman about this Kathy, I need this job!"
"First off," said Kathy, "why? It's not like you're not good looking, you're a knockout. Why are you fucking corpses?"
"I don't know," whimpered Jane in a voice she hardly recognized as her own. "It's the only thing that turns me on anymore. I promise though, I'll quit, so please don't report me!"
"First things first," said Kathy, "we're not reporting you to anyone, and second, you're not stopping your little freakshow."
Jane felt that knot in her stomach tighten even more. "What are you talking about?"
Kathy's mischievous smile turned into a smirk. "David here caught your whole act on video, plus the other three cameras we hid around the room," Jane's stomach clenched tighter with every word, "do you have any idea how much money perverts are willing to fork over to download this kind of shit off the internet!"
"No!" wailed Jane, collapsing to her knees on the cold concrete floor.
"Oh yeah, babe, and if you wanna keep your job you'll be doing more videos for us. As a matter of fact you know that headless woman that came in the other day from the car wreck? I bet people would pay top dollar for video of you eating out that snatch!"
Jane couldn't take it any longer, she started throwing up everything in her stomach, and the horrible part was, Kathy and David didn't miss a beat. They just started video-taping, because there was money in that on the internet too.
61 comments

anonymous readerReport

2013-04-18 06:27:57
Loved it all.
Nice story, and nice ending.
Kinda gave it a karma feel to it lol.

anonymous readerReport

2013-04-09 06:17:01
I liked it until the ending. I thought it was romantic with how guilty she felt and how bad she needed it
I didn't like the ending though. With the cameras and stuff. Would have been hotter if she never got caught and the other chick never found out. Or if Kathy did it turns out she also was a necro and they both went a second round on Tim (;

anonymous readerReport

2012-09-12 21:37:21
great story, but to one of the anonymous readers: why do you keep commenting on stories and then posting the same comment twice within a few seconds of posting the original. people do actually see it the first time lol

anonymous readerReport

2012-07-13 00:09:05
One of the best necro stories I've read.

A.S.Ram MohanReport

2011-12-30 08:47:47
First time i read a story like this. not bad

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