What would you do if you found a dead man’s body in a car?

Passing through a deserted street, I had a big surprise: I found a dead, fully tattooed criminal inside a car. The man had been killed with two gunshots. I’m crazy about dead or unconscious men and with a strong urge to have sex. I looked around and saw no movement at all. I got into the car, moved the body to the passenger seat, rolled up the window, and drove off, taking with me the treasure and my favorite “meal” that I had found.

I took this “treat” home, parked the car behind my house, took the body out of the car, and dragged it by his strong, tattooed arms. I placed him on my bed. At that moment, I was the happiest person in the world—just imagine having a banquet on my bed to enjoy as much as I wanted.

Starting the act, I gave the dead man a deep, lingering kiss. I took off his shirt, unbuckled his belt, pulled down his pants, removed his nice shoes and socks, which had a bit of a bad smell. I smelled and kissed his feet and sensed the odor of dead cells. I removed his smelly underwear and performed oral sex on him. I groped and handled that delicious man intensely. I licked his entire body, turned him over onto his stomach, and penetrated him. What a wonderful day—finding such a delicious criminal like that.

Hmm, but we have to make do with photos or your story...

An off duty sheriff in my childhood hometown shot himself in his car. I guess he had a lot of mental issues, ptsd. I fantasized endlessly for years about what I'd do to him if I was fortunate enough to find him. I still have a fascination with poor sad suicidal men in uniform

Personally, if I came across that guy, I'd jump in the car, undress him, and play with his dick.

EdsbeGores said:

Personally, if I came across that guy, I'd jump in the car, undress him, and play with his dick.

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they are three in the car : the two others (drug dealers in Rosario, Argentina)

Like you, I wou;d have closed the windows in the car sp that the dying stench filled the car. Driven him to my place and dragged him inside. Stripped him naked in my bed. Savoring the start of his decompoising flesh crawling all over him, licking tasting. As days passed, fucking the decaying thing, it;s stench better than poppers. Its decay making my need to consumes him even greater.