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

    wake, although Amina knew that a wake should properly be held before the funeral (she was getting a sociology degree with an emphasis on funeral customs). Most of Jim's friends were consoling, even thought it was clear they didn't really want to talk to her. One of them might have been hitting on her (he didn't know her very well). At the end of the night, after a lot of wine, Jim's mother offered a tearful apology and said they should try to begin again now that they were all each other had left of Jim. Amina said she'd like that, knowing that nothing would ever come of it. They offered to let her stay the night there, but she turned them down. She was anxious to be home. It was almost midnight when she got back. She'd imagined the apartment would be dark and empty, but there was light in the window. On the first landing on the stairs, a lit candle waited for her, and then another, and another, leading all the way to the bedroom. All her nighttime friends were there, and she cried tears of joy at their faces. Each of them gave her a single grave flower, until soon she had ...
    collected a sizable bouquet. Her quiet guardian draped a black veil over her head, too. And why not? This would have been her first wedding anniversary, but in a way, it was a wedding in itself. Because there, on the bed, fresh from the earth, was her groom. Jim looked as handsome as the day they'd met. Death became him. It was a wake and a honeymoon. When Amina lay down next to the cold, unflinching body of her husband and took him in her arms, she was happy. They were finally together the way she'd always wanted. Jim's dear heart had known her so well that it had stopped just so that she could be this happy. She felt grief, too, in a very human way. That was how she knew this was true love: It hurt. The night people were quiet, respecting the sanctity of the moment. They were waiting to do something, but they cared about Amina enough not to rush her. Still, there was a certain trembling impatience about them, and Amina felt it too. Much as she'd have loved to wile away all the hours until dawn with Jim, she couldn't put off the next part forever. After a wedding, there's always a banquet.
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