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"The Passion that Kills" by Otis
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----- GwD: The American Dream with a Twist -- of Lime ***** Issue #78 -----
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----- release date: 05-25-00 ***** ISSN 1523-1585 -----
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[NOTE: This article is intended for a mature audience. It contains
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descriptions of sexual acts many might deem "perverse." We are unaware of any
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pornography laws and/or lawmakers this article violates. If it is illegal to
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have adult text in your area, don't read any further, or we ain't responsible.
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This article contains detailed descriptions of sexual intercourse. You should
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most likely quit reading now if you are offended by sexual content, or if words
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such as "ass," "pussy," "cock," "cunt," "butt plug," and/or "rimjob" offend you.
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If you don't stop reading, try not to soil the keyboard.
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This article does not necessarily reflect the views of either GwD Publications,
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its parent company (GwD, Inc.); nor any member, employee, or officer thereof;
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nor do any of the aforementioned necessarily advocate the behaviors described.
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However, we might and probably do. After all, our pseudo-religious/quasi-
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political philosophy *is* founded on PORNO.]
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It was a sunny day, too nice to stay indoors. She was walking along the
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street, not going anywhere in particular, when she noticed someone following
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her. She quickly looked back; he was a large man, not fat but powerful. He had
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a strange look about him - a look of determination. He wore a ragged hat that
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covered most of his face, faded jeans, and an old dust-covered bomber's jacket.
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She quickened her step, turning at the next corner. She kept walking. When
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she looked back again, he was still there. This street was nearly empty. She
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broke into a run and turned again into an alleyway coming face to face with...
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A brick wall.
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There was nowhere to run. She turned around to face him. He slowed to a
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walk and approached her, a sly smile on his face. He reached inside his jacket
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and slowly drew forth a large knife. It flashed in the sunlight. He brought it
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to her slender neck and said in a gruff voice, "If you do exactly as I say, I
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won't have to hurt you."
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He didn't want to have to kill her; they weren't as much fun when they were
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dead.
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She reached up and touched the hand that was holding the knife. Grasping
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his wrist, she said in a softly trembling tone, "If you mean to do this to me,
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at least let's go do it somewhere clean. I don't want any trouble."
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He stepped back, surprised at her words. He nodded slowly and said, "All
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right. But don't try anything stupid; I'll use this if you try to run again."
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She turned mutely and began to walk out of the alley. He watched her as she
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moved. She was beautiful, this one. Late teens, early twenties, maybe. She
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was wearing a white sun dress with a low back. Young and firm; he would enjoy
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this.
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Her long red hair streamed behind her as the wind blew through it. She
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walked almost five blocks before stopping in front of a brick apartment
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building. She opened the door and walked in with the man following closely
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behind. The place was spacious and airy. He broke the silence and asked her,
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"This whole place your's?"
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She replied, "Yes, this is not a very good neighborhood and places are
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cheap. Now can we get this over with?"
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He reached up to cuff her for her insolence, but his hand stopped just
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inches from her face. There was something in her eyes that made him somehow
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cold inside.
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He walked behind her until they came to a room near the back of the
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building. The room had a large bed in it, but little else. He came up behind
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her and ran his hands down her breasts, over her belly, around her hips. He
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then reached around to her back, and slipping his hands underneath the white
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garment, pushed the straps off of her shoulders. He took her breasts into his
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hands and found that her nipples were hardening under his fingers. He moved his
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hands down her body, pushing the dress down, and exposing her bare skin. The
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cloth dropped to the floor in a heap. He wrapped his arms around her and moved
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his hands into her panties. Her abdominal muscles tensed as he felt a soft fuzz
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that was quickly moistening as he reached her cleft. He removed her panties and
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turned her around to face him.
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Her skin was pale and was the color of milk. She had a light dusting of
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freckles on her face, breasts, and back. Her breasts were exquisitely shaped,
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perfect spheres suspended in the nets of her creamy flesh. Her legs were long
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and luscious, firm and muscular.
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She reached up and took off his hat, her breasts rising and falling with the
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motion of her arms and her breathing. She slowly unzipped his jacket and
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unbuttoned his shirt. She slipped them off his smooth, muscular shoulders and
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ran her hands down his back, also hard with muscles. She then undid the
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fastening on his pants and slid her hand into them. Her hand curled around his
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stiffening cock, and he slid off his pants and stood there, unclothed in front
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of her. She took a step back and looked him over; there was not an ounce of fat
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on his body. If it wasn't for his attitude, he would be perfect, she thought as
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she gazed at him, her eyes traveling down his body. She gazed down between his
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legs and saw his organ. It was about ten inches long and two inches thick. The
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reddish organ slowly throbbed as she looked at it. She smiled and asked, "What
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does your mother feed you?" He remained quiet.
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She reached her arms up and wrapped them around his neck, clinging to him
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like a baby to its mother. She brought her legs up and hooked her feet behind
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his back. He held her up by the ass and, adjusting himself, slowly lowered her
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down onto his waiting phallus. She sighed as he entered her and filled her
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deepest recesses with his presence. He carried her over and laid her down at
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the head of the bed. When she made contact with the soft sheets, she unhooked
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her legs and spread them wide, welcoming him. She drew her knees up and tilted
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her hips forward. She ran her fingers up and down his back as he began
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thrusting himself into her, pushing himself relentlessly into her warm, wet,
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delightfully soft canal. God, she's tight, he thought as he felt the familiar
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reactions coming on, only this time stronger than they had ever been. She
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started to moan and whimper at each of his thrusts, and he began to quicken the
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speed. She started to cry out and suddenly, her legs tightened into a vice of
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flesh around him. She squeezed him both without and within in an explosive
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orgasm. For an instant, she screamed, then just as suddenly fell silent and
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relaxed her body, exhausted from the effort. He began to thrust into her again,
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and she moaned softly, the pressure building up once more within her. His
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thrusts came even faster now, and within minutes, she climaxed again. As she
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did, he exploded inside her, releasing his pent-up energy into her waiting
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crevice. He groaned with the exertion and collapsed on top of her. Her soft
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breasts gave slightly under him, as they were compressed by his weight. His
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breath began to slow and he became more quiet, hardly moving.
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Minutes passed, and the woman opened her eyes. She gently rolled him off of
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her and she felt his now-limp penis pull out of her. She lay on her back beside
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him and spread her legs once again. Her hand went between her legs to feel the
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softness of the down-thin pubic hair. She parted the lips of her vagina and
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slid two fingers inside herself. She found her clitoris and slowly began to rub
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it between her thumb and forefinger. Her fingers clenched tightly as she
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orgasmed twice more, each more powerful than the last.
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She sat up, a flush spreading over her pale face and breasts, as she looked
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at the man. She crawled over him, stopping when she was kneeling before his
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crotch. She bent her face down until his penis was mere inches from her face.
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She reached out her tongue and encircled it. Still wet with their mingled
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juices, it had a sweet taste. His penis began to harden again as she moved it
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in and out of her mouth.
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His eyes flashed open, and he began to sit up. She left his crotch and
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crawled back on top of him, holding her hand over his mouth and pushing him
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slowly back to rest on the pillow. She straddled him with her legs, like she
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was mounting a horse. Grasping the massive cock with both hands, she aimed it
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at herself. She kneeled and moved forward, until the tip of it was touching her
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swollen vagina. She let her weight down until her hips touched his, completely
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impaling herself on his huge pike.
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Thus coupled, she began to undulate her body, slowly moving herself from
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side to side, up and down. Her breasts bobbed with the motion and he felt the
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build up. He would come soon. She moved faster and faster, her hair tossing
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back and forth as she neared orgasm. Suddenly, she squeezed him again. Feeling
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strangely weak, he reached up to push her off of him. She took hold of his
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shoulders and pinned him down on the bed. He found that he was completely
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unable to move. She sat straight up and, as his eyes closed, he could see an
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aura of light surrounding her head. Then he lost consciousness. She climaxed
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again and collapsed over him. A few minutes later, she climbed off his body and
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stood up.
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Glancing over at him, she brushed herself off. Delicious, she
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thought as she beheld his body, which was slowly changing. The skin was sagging
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as the flesh beneath began to melt away. Soon it was just hanging on his bones.
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Then they began to crumble, until there was nothing left of him but a pile of
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dust which was slowly blown away by a breeze from an open window.
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She watched the process wistfully; it always happened like that. "Maybe I
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should have let this one live. It hasn't been that good in decades."
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She had lived for centuries, and would continue to live, taking her
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sustenance in the same bizarre fashion. She thought back to her beginnings; she
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had been the bastard daughter of a Scottish slave and the Roman soldier who
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raped her. Her mother, the slave girl, had not known what had actually happened
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until her next cycle never came. She went to the druids with her hate and asked
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them to help her get revenge. They said that the price would be as great for
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the child as it would be for herself. The woman had said that price was not an
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issue; the child's life would be hell anyway. With that, the wizened druids
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brought down a terrible curse: the unborn girlchild would live forever, taking
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her nourishment by draining the lifeforce of evil men.
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She turned and walked out of the room, tossing her hair behind her. "Oh
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well," she thought, "I'll find another one just as easily." With that, the door
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closed behind her.
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MORE THAN FIVE YEARS of ABSOLUTE CRAP! /---------------\
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