Mindy: Part 3

Mindy: Babysitting
by The Goddess of Death

Its me again, Mindy. I really enjoyed letting you all know of my little adventures. I really hope you are enjoying them as much as I am. It has been a few weeks since the airplane crash. I have been to like twenty memorials, and I have been on a few talk shows- being the only survivor of the crash. Things have blown over, and the only hype about me is on Youtube.

For many, those memories would haunt you until you die- but for me, its different- its more like my pussy remembers it and becomes a dripping faucet. I just remember they had found me on top of a pile of human remains and they found it odd how my body was not harmed at all. I was acting unconcious so that I would not have to account for anything.They must have gotten a really good look at my large tits and secretly hoped for one of the men to grab them. Hoped they would just use me right on top of the carcus of my former school mate- think his name was Micheal, sat right behind me in math. Yeah, just grab me and pound me like a whore, and drop their load inside me like they don't care.

Just in case you may not know, I do act normal when I am among my peers. I appear like a normal girl, with hooped earings, little mini-skirt to impress the guys and that likes fast cars. I have a good family- although a few months back I killed my sister just for fun. I live on an apple orchard and had a boyfriend with the biggest cock ever. So, my life was great, and I was happy.

Now, something happened yesterday that you may be interested in. I sure hope you are, cause why would you be reading it if you weren't right? Maybe you are curious and want to know how far deep the rabbit hole goes, or maybe there is a secret fantasy inside you about a woman having fun mutilating your body until your body cannot sustain your life. That is what gets me- my juices flow the greatest when I know there is nothing that can save your life- and all you can do is wait for your pain filled body to quit on it's own. I love it when your eyes obviously change from having hope- to knowing exactly what is going to happen to you. It makes my body awaken with amazing feelings that you cannot possibly understand or feel yourself.

I was in my bedroom listening to some Metallica when my cell rings and it is my boyfriend. The time was about eight thirty in the evening and Im thinking he was in the mood for some hot action from my big twins. I answered it, and he explained to me that he was babysitting his little sister, and that she was asleep and he was thinking about my pussy. I really didn't feel like going out tonight, but some pounding seemed like fun. So, I decided to get myself all prettied up and slip on the shortest miniskirt. I decided to wear a C-string that I had purchased over the internet a few weeks back. Parents thought the brown box has something to do with that fund raiser I did for the Chicago trip.

I put on a blouse that gave me plenty of underboobage and sideboobage- basically, the nipples were covered adequately, and that was it. I put on a light over coat so that I won't get a run in with the law about the skimpiness of my outfit. I opened the window and climbed out as I did not want my parents to see me wearing what I was wearing. I got on a bike as I did not have my license yet and hit the road. It took me about fifteen minutes to get to my destination and anyone driving towards me could see easily see beneath my skirt and the skimpiness of my panties.

The wind was picking up and there were light flashes in the distance of the horizon. A storm must have been on its way and it quickened my pace to my boyfriend's place. I put my bicycle in the garage like I usually do and enter from the door in the garage. I normally do not have to knock as they think I'm the greatest and trust me. "Peter!" I said aloud, "I'm here."

"Shh!" Peter said to me, "she's asleep- holy shit, you look like a whore!" He exclaimed.

I walked right over to Peter and french kissed him on the spot and my hand immediately vanished beneath his pants, rubbing his bare cock. My lips moved away from his mouth and to his ear, "call me a whore again!"

"You are a fucking whore Mindy," Peter whispered. "I wouldn't pay more than a dollar to cum all over your face!"

I moved back from him and my hand pulled out from his pants, "I'll let you cum all over my face for a nickle!" I ran my fingers to his hand and pulled it to the back of my head simultaniously kneeling down in front of him. I undid his pants and pulled his erect cock out, slapping it on my face. "Force me Peter!"

Peter put his hands behind my head and forced his cock all the way down my throat. Tears welded in my eyes and my throat buldged around his massive cock . I gurgled around it for added affect, and slipped and slid my tongue all over the underside of his shaft. My hand snaked up to his balls and squeezed them firmly but not too hard. His hands gripped my hair tightly and pulled my face till my lips were in his pubes. I loved the feeling of being throat fucked.

All of the sudden, the electric goes out. Peter releases his grip from my hair. I take his hands and place them back on me to urge him to continue. "Mindy! Stop! Something is happening!" I take his cock out of my mouth and wipe the spittle off as well. I sit quiet for a moment and listen. It was the sound of a train, a whirling loud rustling sound in the distance. "Oh shit! Its a tornado!"

I stood up reluctantly and was a bit put off that a natural disaster would get between me and my sexual release. What am I going to do about a tornado though? So I decided to try to calm my sexual urges down to handle the situation.

"We need to get your sister and get to a basement" I yelled.

Peter ran up the stairs and into his sister's room and realized she was not in the bed. "Mindy! She's not here! We need to find her!"

I walked up the stairs calling for his sister's name, but no one answered. "Where are you!" I yelled, "there is a tornado coming our way and we need to go to safety!" However, my pussy was still sweldering and I could not get off my sexual high. I looked out the window- a tornado is hard to spot in the dark I thought. But luckly a strike of lightning illuminated the area for me to see it. It was like two thousand feet away from the house and was on its way. So I ran back down the stairs, "Peter! Keep searching upstairs! I've got to get something!"

Opening the front door of the house, I ran for the basement shelter in the middle of the field. I opened it and closed it behind me. I smirked just a little bit at what might happen, but all the sudden I hear a loud knocking on the door. "Mindy! I got my sister! Let us in!" Peter yelled. I just assured them by locking the door without letting them in. All of the sudden I hear a loud roar over me, as the tornado passes over not moments after my boyfriend spoke. I knew he had been sucked up.

Deciding to wait it out for a little longer, I felt incredibly turned on by the fact my boyfriend may have been sucked up in a tornado- and his little sister. Fortunately for me- no one suppose to know I was over with Peter babysitting, and therefore will not know what I did to them. My cunt was getting really hot, so I pulled my c-string off and began masturbating. My eyes rolled back and tried to invision how much pain and fear my boyfriend was in when he was taken away by the tornado. Moments before he had robbed me of my release- well the tornado did- but I still like to think my boyfriend was responsible.

"Mindy!" Peter's voice heard from afar, very crackled. I flung my slime off of my hand and unlocked the door. I looked out and saw that my boyfriend was laying with his sister in his hands. "Mindy! Why didn't you let us in!" I walked up to them and realized the sister had no legs, just bloody stumps, and Peter was bleeding heavily from a stomach wound, and a large piece of shrapnel was stuck in his spine making it very painful to move his body.

I just took a look up into the sky and smiled, "you love me don't you?" I spoke into the sky, not expecting any kind of answer. I then took a look at the house and found it ironic the house was not even touched- so if we stayed in there, everything would have been fine. It just emphasises my point that you should not get between me and my sexual release. If you do- tornados will come down and hurt you- the plane you are in will crash, and you will fall out of a tree and paralyze yourself.

Peter looked up at me, and then down at his sister, "you need to call 911, my sister is going to die if we don't get help soon. I can't move, or if I do it is very painful."

My eyes looked at the shrapnel and the black blood that was oozing from it. I could just stand there and they would eventually die- that made my pussy twitch. "Looks like you are going to die, no matter what we do." I said to him.

"That is so awesome!" I gave him a big smile and stooped down to his level and grabbed his sister and pulled her by her stump away from him.

"What are you doing?" Peter said, "why is it awesome? Mindy!" He yelled my name.

"You know what I said to my sister before I watched her die?" I said to my boyfriend. I then placed Peter's sister on the ground and opened her mouth. "We have the life of your sister and you, and then we have my sexual release. I want you to guess which is more important to me?" I squated over his sister's mouth- I had already taken off my c-string so my naked pussy was right above her face. I then stuck my fingers into my pussy and pulled out globs of my pussy cream and let it drip all over her face. I then smeared it all over it and she regained conciousness for a moment.

"Peter? Peter! What's happening!" Her nine year old voice said aloud.

Immediately I sprayed my urine right in her mouth and held her face down. Gurgling sounds came from her mouth as it was clear a lot of the liquid was going right into her lungs rather than stomach. "Peter- my sexual release- or am I going to save you both?"

"Mindy! You bitch! What the fuck! Let her up!"

I just brought my hand up and then wacked his sister with my fist twice and then held her back down until I was done urinating. "I'm saving number two for the other one," I said to the little girl underneath me and laughed sadistically. As the urine was done, the little girl coughed up some of it.

I took the little girl by the hair and picked her up so that her face was before mine. "You are very light without your legs," I commented, and then walked over to the boyfriend and swung her over my head with her hair and hit my boyfriend with the sister's body and then pulled her back up with her hair, and clubbed my boyfriend again with her. "Hahaha!" I laughed loudly, "how funny!" However, I could see that my boyfriend was fading quick and it was time that I made his emotional suffering as bad as it can be. So I laid the sister on the ground and then pulled my boyfriend so that his back was ontop of the sister's head so that she couldn't breathe. "If you can get off your sister, I will let your sister live. But if you can't handle the pain, and cannot do it, then I understand- but your sister will die- and you too."

Peter tried to lift up, but it was impossible as the blood loss was too great, and the little girl was suffocating beneath him. "Mindy! Please, don't make me kill my sister!" He could feel the struggling of his sister underneath him, and the obviousness of her lungs trying to get air.

I thought about it for a moment and then walked up to my boyfriend and pulled his pants off. "You should have kept face fucking me, and now you are going to die because you chose a tornado over my sexual release. I cannot inflict pain on a tornado, but I sure can do it to you, and your little girl." I took his cock and started sucking on it while he was killing his sister. When it was hard I repositioned it so his waist was primarily over his sister's face- giving her a slight breath of air, enough to prolong her suffering. I then got onto his cock with the sister directly under where the force will go when I'm fucking him, and I slammed down on his semi-hard cock and hearing a loud crack from the girl's head. Her body began to uncontrollably flap all over the place, her fingers and hands moving erratically. She released her urine and then she soiled herself as I fucked her brother ontop of her skull- crushing it underneath us.

Peter was crying by now, and had no idea why he was as hard as he was while his sister's skull was being crushed underneath his ass. I used a lot of force to make the lovely crushing sounds, and my pussy was on fire. The emotional pain my boyfriend was going through was crazy, and the little girl knowing she was dying because of her brother's body being fucked by me. How awesome am I? Holy crap do I love this part.

It was about time for me to stop fucking and stand by and watch him die- as that was the fun part of it for me. However, I had a little promise to make to the little girl; I do like to keep some promises. I waited until Peter's body was beginning to shake and flap all over cause of death. I walked around Peter's body and stooped my ass over his face. Standing there for a few moments, a little brown piece of shit popped outta my ass and onto his face as he was dying Then a whole log of shit came out and landed right into his mouth. I laughed a little and relished in the shit humiliation I was bestowing on his thrashing body. I then situated so the next piece goes right into his eyes, and then I stood up. I sat down next to a tree like I did with my sister, and began fisting my own pussy while I watch him die still on top of his sister with shit all over his face. I did wash his face off before I left cause that would be suspicous but other than that, no one knew it was me- because I wasn't suppose to be there.

Now I'm in my bedroom, playing with myself thinking of what I did. I hope you enjoy this, because- it makes my pussy so wet and my body quivers so strongly. I have the most powerful orgasms after watching someone die like that. Mmmmm.