THE DICK MURDERER PT. 1

                             (1)

Sasha:

     I'm new at this, I guess you can call me a virgin, a first timer, and how tonight goes will determine if it's my last time."

     We lay there in bed and he's nibbling, licking, kissing and caressing my entire body, but the only thing on my mind is what I was going to do to him, even more was I going to get away with it. He flipped me over on my stomach then inserted his dick inside me and began a slow steady grind followed up by a hard pump. My body felt so good and I let him know it, with every stroke came a moan, he would never suspect what was about to go down.

     He fucked me everywhere in every way you could imagine,  I let him wear himself out until his body collapsed next to me on the bed. He managed to mumble a few words of how good my pussy was while I puffed on my cigarette and stroked his head until he fell asleep and was out like a light.
     This was my chance to make my move, I slid out of bed and into my Sundress and flip flops then headed around the bed to unplug the telephone, after that I went through his pockets taking everything he had including his cellphone.  My mission was accomplished with no problems but I wasn't satisfied.

     I sat my bag down at the door then turned around to look him over once more, that's when I became someone else. The smug look on his face while he sleeps is what did it,

"Look at him laying up there with his wedding band sitting pretty on his finger and he just fucked me like nobody else existed."
     I decided to get revenge for myself and the wife that's sitting at home waiting for his nasty ass.
                            (2)
     I removed my blade from my bag and slowly walked towards the bed, I was scared shitless thinking he was going to wake up and see me and I'd be the one in trouble. When I got to the bed I pulled the cover back and grabbed his dick with one hand, he let out a moan but didn't open his eyes, I took a deep breath then did the unthinkable,  that's right I cut his dick off! He opened his eyes and let out a horrible sound that echoed the room.
     I had to do something to stop the noise before someone heard him and came knocking on the door, I grabbed the lamp off the table and clocked him upside his head to knock him out. Once I was sure he was out cold I washed my blade and removed all traces of me by wiping off everything I touched then I put on my shades, grabbed my bag and headed out the door.
     The ride home was a long silent one, until his phone began to ring, it scared the mess out of me, I'd forgotten that I took that too. My heart was beating so fast I thought it would jump right out my chest, I had to get rid of his wallet and that phone, the dick I'd keep as a souvenir.
     I dropped that phone into a water sewer along with his wallet then headed home still shaken by what I had just done. When I arrived at my house all the lights were on, just what I needed right now! Company, had to either be my sister Chelsea or my boyfriend Anderson, they're the only two with keys, I was in no shape to sit and chat with anyone.
     I grabbed my bag from the passenger seat, locked my doors and started up the steps when the door came flying open and out comes Chelsea.
     "Hi Sasha,  where you been, I've been waiting for you over an hour, did you forget our dinner plans again?"
     I stood there with a puzzled look on my face before I responded, mainly because I had forgotten but mostly because she was standing there in my clothes which means she was in my bedroom in my closet.
     "Hi Chelsea, sorry I'm late, and yes I forgot and  why the hell are you in my good clothes?"
                            (3)
     This heffa going to make me kill her, laughing like I told a damn joke or something.  I bypassed her and went in the house straight to my bedroom and plopped down on the bed,
    
"Chelsea you're on your own tonight,  I'm absolutely exhausted and really not up for going out." 
   
She looked at me with those big brown sad puppy eyes, "I knew you were going to pull this Sasha, that's why I made other arrangements during the hour plus that I was waiting for you, so I'm not even mad, I'll call you tomorrow,  gotta run but I still love you."
     Now that Chelsea was gone I could try to unrattle my brain. First thing I needed to do was shower the scent of sex off my body before Anderson decided to pop up unannounced too, then turn on the ten o'clock news to see if they found his dickless ass still laying up in that hotel room. Even though I just did something horrible I feel great, I think tonight was a hit and I now know what business I'll be in.
     The phone rang and it was her, Liza the wife of the man who's dick I chopped off.
    
     "Hello, " her soft voice spoke, "is it done? Did you take his car keys as well so he'd be stranded?"
     I cleared my throat before answering her,
     "You shouldn't be calling me so soon, after this you are to have no contact with me so we don't get caught. I took more than his money, phone and car keys, I felt bad he was cheating on you so I took a little souvenir," I cleared my throat once again before telling her I cut his dick off and left his ass for dead.
     The phone went silent for a moment then she burst out into hysterical laughter,
     "Are you serious?" She managed to speak in between laughing.
                              (4)
     Although I was laughing with her it really wasn't funny and I was waiting for her hysteria to leave so I could get her true reaction, was she going to go all crazy on me or was she down with it due to the fact he was constantly cheating on her and she'd had enough. 
    I stopped laughing first, then added a little seriousness to my voice,

     "Ok Liza time to talk business, how do you feel about what I've just told you, are you ok with everything or are you going to flip out and call the police, because I will take you down with me if need be and those are your plans."

     Still giggling a little bit she assured me that she was cool with everything and was not going to call the police, she also told me that they didn't have any children and he'd taken out  life insurance policies on the both of them which should be a pretty healthy amount, out of that was where she'd pay me more money for doing the extra work chopping his dick off.
     I instructed her to also watch the news seeing that nothing was said tonight, and if he wasn't home by noon tomorrow for her to call the police herself and check a few hospitals to keep herself from looking suspicious, make it look like he was missing or something, maybe tell them she hasn't heard from him since early morning yesterday when he left for work. Last but not least if she needed to call me again to get a disposable cell phone and not to do it in her name that way it couldn't be traced back to either one of us.
     After talking over everything we said our goodbyes and hung up the phone. I got comfortable in my bed then chilled in silence looking at the ceiling, I decided to skip dinner and go to sleep, my appetite was gone and my nerves were shot to hell.
     I woke up about four am in a pool of sweat and my heart racing really fast, I had a horrible nightmare and didn't want to go back to sleep just yet so I turned the tv on and headed to the kitchen for something to snack on and a glass of wine, maybe that would help me to mellow out a little and I'd be able to go back to sleep.
                            (5)

     Finally around six I could feel myself drifting off to sleep, soon as I  got settled the damn phone started to ring, who in the hell was calling me at this hour! I decided not to answer, after about five rings it stopped, I can close my eyes again or so I thought until the phone once again started ringing.

     I snatched the phone off the hook with an attitude and the person on the other end was going to know it.
     "Hello! This had better be a damn emergency, somebody better be dead or dying calling me this damn early in the morning!"
     Low and behold, this hardheaded bitch must not have heard a word I said earlier about not contacting me again.
     "I'm sorry Sasha, I know you said not to call you again but I just got a visit from the police telling me they found my husband unconscious in an inner city hotel room barely alive, they knew his name from the registration card he signed when he checked in, they want me to come to the hospital to sign surgery papers, they also said he may not make it, I'm scared what should I do?"
     I sat up in the middle of the bed confused about why she felt the need to call me, I was a little uneasy about that, was I going to have to kill her too, I made sure to cover my tracks and this bitch was determined to fuck that up.

     I took a deep breath, "Liza you need to calm down! Those are normal police procedures when they find someone in that condition. You just have to focus and by all means stay calm! Tell them you don't know why he was at that hotel and you were in a dead sleep and normally went to bed before him so you didn't realize he was home yet.

   I hung up the phone with her and decided to get up and get my day started, first thing on my list I had to get that dick out of my bag and put it somewhere only I knew about, so I put on my running clothes, grabbed my keys and the sack I normally carry my water in to secure the dick then I headed out the door.

     I knew just where I was going to hide it. I ran two and a half miles away from my house to a fishing lake, there was a trail that led back into the woods, I followed the trail until it was no longer visible for me to see the lake, then I found a spot between two large trees and began to dig a hole using a stick and my hand. Once I thought the hole was big enough I emptied the bag and patched up the hole and stomped on it to flatten the dirt.