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Chapter 6: Fucked Infront of a Corpse

TW: Murder and Sex Scene Ahead| If you find either topics sensitive, skip entire chapter.

—That Same Weekend —

A low moan slips pass my lips as his dick moves inside my throbbing heat.
"Fuck, Austin." I breathe heavily feeling my pussy spasm as it was deliciously stretched by his long, thick cock.

His muscular arms curl around my body as he sinks deeper into my gushing pussy, earning a scream of encouragement from my parted lips.

Austin was a tall dark-skinned guy I met at the club tonight when I went drinking with my friends after dropping my son off at his grandparents house earlier.

After the events that took place in my dreams around a week ago, it felt like my libido had skyrocketed out of control, and I always walked around the house unusually horny, and tense.

My pussy had this longing to be filled and stretched, and possessed. But, I was a single mother to an autistic son, and I barely had time for sex, or time to really enjoy myself.

I needed time to let loose and have some fun, especially after the hectic week I had. And when my good friend Charlotte suggested that I came out with her and two other girls to go clubbing, I was quick to accept.

I was hesitant at first of course, but she encouraged me to loosen up and have some fun. Eventually, I gave in to her influence and called my mother, when she said she'd keep Matthew over the weekend, I was over the moon with happiness.

Now, I was laying face down ass up with the hottest guy I met tonight, and fuck me, he stretched my pussy so intense, and so good.

Austin slams into me over and over again, and I cry out in ecstasy as my pussy gets brutalized.

"Fuck, I'm so close!" I scream into my pillows with my wrists wrapped tightly in his hands behind my back.

"Not yet baby, don't cum yet." He growls darkly as he slams into me repeatedly, and I throw my head back as my eyes roll to the back of my head.

"Ooooohhh fucking hell, I'm gonna —"
Just as I'm about to climax, the loud sound of glass shattering echoes outside my bedroom, and I feel my heart jump to my throat as Austin freezes behind me.

"What the fuck was that?" He asks lowly, relaxing his hold around my wrists, his dick still firmly buried inside my pussy.

"I — I don't know..." I breathe heavily, sweat coating my forehead. A loud, screeching sound, similar to a teacher dragging their nails on a blackboard sounds outside my bedroom door, and I freeze over in fear.

Austin pulls out of me suddenly causing me to wince as he stands abruptly.

"Who else is here?" He hisses, grabbing his boxers off the floor and quickly drags them on. I watch nervously as his stiff cock bounces as he pulls the material over his hips.

"Nobody else, my son is with my parents and —"

Just as I was about to tell him that I had home security, a terrifying memory creeps to the forefront of my mind that sends a cold shiver down my spine.

Maxwell.

No, that was impossible. I had thrown him out, and haven't seen the doll in days.

My mind jumps to the memory of the news of the potential serial killer we had lurking in Jacksonville, and I settle on that idea instead.

"And?" Austin growls urgently, prompting me to finish my response,  moving over to his clothes that were thrown somewhere on the floor.