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

    the unearthed coffin. She listened to their stories of great funerals past, sang along when it came time for the very old songs, and joined in the game they played where they passed bones from one to the other with eyes closed and tried to guess which part they were holding. She even took off her clothes and laid down in the empty grave to see what it felt like. It was her special night, in her special place, with her special friends. Everything was as it should be. But she still did not eat when they offered. As dawn approached her shy chaperone walked her home again, pausing at the foot of the stairs. She gave him a kiss on the cheek. He smelled of incense and myrrh. When she slipped back into bed Jim woke, commenting on how cold she was. She kissed him until he quieted. After that things changed, like they had before with her parents. Jim was still kind, and loyal, and affectionate, and supportive. They worked and studied and spent nights together like they always had, but there was something brittle around the edges of their life. He knows, she thought. Maybe he'd followed her that night, or spotted her slipping out or back in. Maybe the scratching at the window had woken him and he'd investigated. Maybe she'd come back smelling of grave dirt and funeral spices. Or maybe he just knew without seeing or hearing anything, because he loved her and sometimes you just know things about the person you love. He knew, but didn't leave. It wasn't in his nature. She thought about ...
    taking him to the cemetery. She wasn't sure if the night people would be there (in fact she was almost sure they wouldn't be, and even if they were she wouldn't be able to see them unless they wanted her to), but it was all right if it was just the two of them. They could sing the songs and play the bone game, and she'd repeat as many of the stories as she could remember, and Jim could lie in the grave with her and--oh, it would be extra perfect. She realized now couldn't love Jim the way she wanted until he was part of the perfect nighttime world. When he was, he'd know the real her. And everything would be the way it ought to be. She thought about it, but she didn't do it. She was afraid that it would be too much for him. That he was too...human. If he reacted with horror, it would be the same as rejection. And that was something Amina could never stand for. In the end it didn't matter. The next Valentine's Day was the day of Jim's funeral. She'd woken up one morning to find him already dead for hours. His heart just turned off in the night. The doctors said it was probably caused by an arrhythmia, something that could have gone on for years without him noticing it. Jim never got any check-ups. Doctors cost too much. The funeral was a rainy day, full of black umbrellas. Jim's parents were there, of course, but they didn't talk to Amina. All of Jim's friends came, and Amina could barely remember any of their names. They all went to his parents' house later. They called it a ...
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