1. The Ghoul's Wedding


    Date: 12/7/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Cannibalism, Consensual Sex, Death, First Time, Gothic, Horror, Interracial, Monster, Necrophilia, Romance, Wife, Author: BlackRonin, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    like she said he would, and then he did it again, and after a while he forgot to be shy anymore, although he still never talked much. It went without saying they'd be married the next year, although neither of them had money for a wedding. Jim worked as a security guard at night and Amina working at the library, or the music store, or the farmer's market, depending on what day of the week it was and when her classes were. They made just barely enough to pay for the two-room apartment they got together. It was a small, drafty place, but Amina liked it. It was only a few blocks from the cemetery. The wedding would be a small affair, just the two of them and a few of Jim's friends, because Amina had no real friends (who would come out in the daylight, at least) and Jim's parents had such a virulent dislike of Amina that they refused to even put in an appearance. That was all right. Just the two of them was enough. Did she love him? Not quite. Certainly she loved his earnestness, and the quiet way he did every little thing without compromise. She loved how his hand felt, and the inviting warmth of his slumbering body in bed. She loved that he got up every day with no preconceptions and laid down each night with a sense of deliberate amazement. And she loved that, unlike her parents or anyone else she knew, Jim would never be so afraid of her that he would want to leave. If anything, fear made them closer. But she didn't love him completely the way he deserved. Something was ...
    still missing. After the wedding dinner they went back to the apartment. Jim promised that someday they would have a real honeymoon, just as extravagant as a woman like Amina deserved. She told him she didn't care about things like that (even though she understood that those promises were more for him than for her). Only one thing about the wedding night interested her. She led him upstairs to their front door with kisses, each lingering a little longer on his lips than the last. It had been his idea to wait until after the wedding; it was the only time in Amina's life that she hadn't gotten her way, and though she found this confusing it was also thrilling somehow. Now she was eager to have what had been deferred. The short trip from the front door to the bedroom was a flurry of activity as clothes were pulled at, pulled off, and in a few cases probably damaged. She had expected that Jim would be as passive a lover as he was everything else, someone who would require coaxing and guidance, but to her surprise he took charge right away, pushing her half-clothed figure against the door and crushing her mouth with a kiss that drew all the air out of her and left her almost lightheaded. Her legs parted and wrapped around him, the muscles of her thighs gripping tight and squeezing. Amina was strong; she never let on exactly how strong. But though Jim could not have overpowered her if it had really come to that, there was a firmness and assuredness about his touch that left no room for ...
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