by Vulpes_vulpes
Having eaten two girls from work it was time to look elsewhere. I was not prepared to go to jail when young girls were so delicious. I wanted more and I wanted to try different “flavours”. Louise had been an American blonde with mostly European descent and Elin a Scandinavian so had had my eyes set on something different if I could. But I had a feeling I was on the right path with the kind of fit girls I had tried, Louise with her dancing and Elin with her cheerleading, both with fantastic legs. They had been fit and firm but with voluptuous, feminine curves. I saw no reason to step away from that.
Later that week, while at the supermarket, I found a flyer on my car about a newly opened “breastaurant” in town. One look at the pictures and it had my attention, very pretty girls in skimpy outfits and grilled food, I was on!
The breastaurant in question was not part of a chain but a local, independent one. I checked their website before the visit and it had something of a Western theme, usually, but the girls seemed to run themes for their outfits which changed weekly. I liked that idea. The food was hamburgers and barbeque, grilled chicken and similar. It seemed like a masculine place with sexy waitresses and barbeque & beer. It felt like something I could not get enough of so I planned a visit for the next Friday.
The place was not too crowded yet but there was a cosy buzz with mostly young and middle-aged men, some with female companions, having a good time. The music was a bit loud, but my style and it smelled nicely from spicy and hot, grilled meat. They had a system where you had to wait for a waitress to guide you to a table or you could go to the bar. I chose the bar, that was situated quite strategically so I could have a nice look at the entrance and the kitchen door where the waitresses moved in and out.
I ordered a beer from the male, bored-looking bartender and relaxed while acting as if I checked the menu. Realizing that the waitresses had sections of the restaurant I would want to be the one choosing which one I got served by, if I found someone, I liked the look of so took my time at the bar.
I saw the first waitress and guessed that the theme for the week was “The Dukes of Hazzard”, she looked like a twin to Ariana Grande, very cute and a sexy body. She looked almost too young for the job and perhaps too slim for me. At least that was my first thought, when she passed closer to me, her slim legs in those tiny Daisy Dukes looked very tasty indeed and I would not have passed up on her. Her cute, smiling face was the icing on the cake. A pair of cowboy boots reaching halfway up her shanks and a white, tight, t-shirt that had been tied up so her slim belly was showing, completed the outfit. The place had my attention and I started to feel really at home.
I counted to six waitresses and took my time checking them out. They all looked good, really good in fact. But none of the first three had made me feel the same way as Louise and Elin had done. But I wanted to check them all out before final judgement of course. None of the customers seemed to be my type anyways.
The I got a good look of was a quite tall redhead with nice, long pale legs, she was not too slim and had juicy thighs though she reminded too much of Elin with her red hair and pale skin. I would not mind eating her, but I wanted to see if I could vary the flavour first.
Another one passed me as she picked up new customers, a pretty black girl with fine curves, her not too dark skin was shining nicely in the lights. But she had very small tits and I was really craving for a nice pair. And then when I laughed at myself at the situation, which I would have thought was bizarre, not too long ago, the last waitress stopped in front of me and asked if I was waiting for a table.
It was a very pretty girl with long, straight, sandy blonde hair flowing down her back and café au lait-tanned skin and a wonderfully warm smile. She was probably no more than five foot, six, at the most, but had the most insane curves.
Her chest area was most impressive, the white t-shirt was strained to its limits over a pair of very big breasts. But her waist was slim, and her belly looked firm and toned, even muscular. I could even see the contours of her abs. But the best of all was her thighs. They made my heart skip a beat when I laid eyes on them, I almost fell off my bar chair. Her quadriceps looked very well-developed and toned, bulging out nicely at the front and sides and with a shaded area just above her knee where they abruptly ended. On their sides there was a wonderfully shaded groove where the big muscle group ended. She was working those legs out, hard.
I returned her warm smile with a yes, after the “rude” awakening to reality that was her presence suddenly revealing itself in front of me as I was in my own thoughts, feeling how I blushed slightly. Thankfully she just asked me, again with a warming smile, to follow her.
I followed her and got a good look of her legs from behind. Her calves seemed too slim for her wonderful thighs, they seemed more inline with a less curvy girl, but it was hard to completely judge as the boots went up to about four inches below her nicely shaped knees. The hollow of her knees was bulging too and her hamstrings seemed just as toned as her quads while the top had a wonderful rounded shape and a deep fold between the top of her thigh and where her ass cheeks began, just where her jeans shorts began. Her luscious, tanned skin creased in an alluring way beneath that fold as she walked which made me almost unable to look away. Her thighs seemed softer and more rounded at the top than the firmer-looking quads at the front and the upper insides rubbed each other slightly.
We reached a small table towards the corner and she handed me a colourful, folded menu, asking if I knew what I wanted already.
She was very cute, girly cute, which was a very arousing contrast to her incredibly voluptuous body which made her look both innocent and alluring. I guessed her age at twenty or so, maybe a year or two above. Her face was too girly-cute for her to be older but her very voluptuary body seemed too well-developed for a younger girl as well. The skimpy Daisy Dukes and tight t-shirt did nothing to tone down her pleasures.
I almost had another heart attack as I glanced at her sexy thighs again, realizing that they were unshaved. The wonderfully tanned legs had a coat of sun bleached, light-blonde, tiny hairs, which made them look almost downy. It was a massive turn on for me, as much as I loved clean-shaven, shiny thighs on girls, it looked very nice indeed.
I grabbed the menu quickly and nodded, tried not to look too much at her as she waited patiently and then ordered another beer.
She he returned shortly after with it and I got a few seconds to admire her arms, that café au lait-coloured skin was so captivating. Her forearms had the similar, fuzzy, light hairs on them which contrasted nicely to that brown skin of hers, quite a bit less of it on her meaty upper arms but that made them seem to have more of a sheen to them.
I looked at her sweet face when she was focussed elsewhere. She seemed to always have a smile, with normal sized lips, no stupid filler and white teeth and a cute, quite ordinary but small nose. Her eyes were of a warm, brown colour which felt odd for her hair colour. But upon a closer inspection, I could see that she had a darker blonde colour underneath and realize she had probably dyed it to a bit blonder. It looked good on her however and I liked how it hung down to just above her big ass. Overall, there was a lot of effort put into her appearance and make-up.
She soon turned her attention my way again and I saw her nametag:
“Juliana”
A cute name fitting her in my opinion, even though I was very curious about her ethnicity, I could not really put my finger on what race she was.
I ordered some grilled chicken breasts and chicken thighs and handed her the menu and got another good look of her from behind, her rump looked like it wanted to escape the skimpy shorts and I would not have minded that.
It was of course her thighs and breasts I thought about as I ordered, and I could not help but starting to fantasize already about her, how she went back to the kitchen to be prepared for me, the chef already waiting with the meat cleaver to remove her legs so they could be roasted. I smiled to myself and thought about the old KFC-joke:
“Why are women like KFC?”
“After you’ve finished with the thighs and breasts, all you have left is a greasy box to put your bone in.”
Except here, it was her greasy bones I wanted to put in a box.
Juliana arrived with my food but then the place got busy and I had trouble spying on her. I finished up and went home and started to do my homework on her, which was quite easy. Young girls have everything on the social media and Juliana was no different. Most of it was easy to access. She worked part time at the brestaurant and part time at a gym, both in the reception and helping customers to do work out regimes.
And looking at her profile on her social media, she spent a lot of time in the gym. She also posed in the gym´s clothes as a model for them and advertised their protein shakes. She was working hard for those toned thighs.
I also found out her ethnicity, which was a very interesting one that explained a lot to me. Juliana was part Russian and part Brazilian. She was posing with her Russian mother in a few photos, a cute, blonde woman that seemed to have all the best characteristics of those women over there. And her big breasts seemed to have been passed on from her mother´s genes.
In yet more photos she was visiting her Brazilian relatives, more blondes but of the Latina type, with wonderful big asses and thick thighs. It made sense to me now and I realized that Juliana was as an almost perfect mix of those ethnicities.
Juliana was even generous enough to have her measurements, which were very impressive indeed! 35-25-42 with a bra size of 85GG, US numbers, and she did not have fake tits. She was 5 foot, 6 inches and weighed 141 pounds and I could not help but wonder how much of that was her big breasts and voluptuous legs.
It seemed as if she had had a boyfriend, but they had broken up a month or two ago when she had dumped him.
That night, I dreamed about Juliana´s brown thighs. Only her thighs. Her unshaved, fuzzy, brown thighs and how I roasted them to that tasty-looking, golden brown shade I loved so much, without burning off the cute, blonde hairs covering her sexy, brown skin. And in my dream, I had no trouble fully consuming both of her thick thighs, I gorged on the meaty, massive joint one at a time and licked the white thigh bones clean. It was the best dream I had ever had and when I woke up, I jerked off hard reliving the dream while wondering how “pork rinds” made from those legs of hers would be.
The next step became checking out her gym as I started to map her and her activities. She was not at the reception when I arrived, but I paid for a month worth of access to the gym and headed inside. And there she was, doing squats in a corner, in just a pair of tiny, pink hot pants and a white sports bra.
She did not seem to notice me and was totally focussed on her exercises, which suited me fine. I grabbed a few weights and busied myself with working out while observing Juliana now and then. There were some more people around and luckily, she seemed totally inside her own world as she trained and she had earphones, probably listening to music.
I was impressed at how hard she trained, she squatted with a heavy load, making her wonderful thighs work very hard. Her quadriceps stood out clearly and looked very sexy the way they were defined. I had never seen such ripe thighs and the way they glittered and shimmered by the sweat on her brown skin made me want to squeeze and caress them, to lick and suck on them, so badly. And then roast them.
Her tight sports bra seemed to hold her big breasts nicely, but they bounced alluringly now and then, and her nipples could be hinted, protruding slightly through the fabric. I wanted to play with those very badly, too.
Looking at her pretty face, big boobs and those magnificent, brown thighs made me want to do nasty things to her, not just eat her. I wanted to abduct her and live out my sexual fantasies on her before I cooked her. I wanted to tie her up and rape her as well.
I kept spying on her at the gym and started to get a picture of her work schedule. Meanwhile I bought some new stuff I might need when I abducted her. It took a few weeks to get all the equipment I needed. Among it, a new fridge and a freezer without enough space to store all of her. I also bought new, expensive, sharp knives and a few bones saws. One special knife for removing her big tits that I really looked forward to using.
And I built a makeshift guillotine. It took some effort and planning, ordering different parts from different suppliers but I managed to connect a bench, a wooden block with holes for the neck and wrists of a girl, split in two and that would fold over, securing her, at one end. The cutting blade and its arrangement were the tricky part but with trial and error I put together a heavy, sharp blade and made it work, testing it on melons and beef.
The abduction was going to happen at the gym, she often closed the place and the last opening hour there were almost always just one staff present. Kidnapping her at the breastaurant seemed trickier and I could work out a plan at her apartment, but the gym seemed like a good place really. I knew the place by now and her routines.
She worked every other Friday at the gym, and I set my goal as an upcoming weekend, it was usually less people at closing hours at Friday nights and she usually tidied up the reception area before she left and could be observed from outside the window.
I waited patiently in my car on the other side of the street on the set day. And true to form, as the last clients were leaving, I could see her turn down the lights in the gym and starting to fill up the fridges by the reception with fresh energy drinks and protein shakes. There seemed to be no one else inside. Grabbing my phoney gun and pulling down a balaclava, I exited the car, quietly opened the front door and stepped in.
Juliana had already changed out of her gym clothes and was wearing pink running shoes, white tube socks rolled down to her ankles, a black, flared micro skirt and a white, tight t-shirt. She looked fantastic, I felt my cock grow hard and how my heart started to beat faster as I fixated her brown thighs for a moment but realized it was not the best of times for that.
Her eyes widened in fear as she saw me, and she froze in place. Calmly, much calmer than I felt inside, I raised my right index finger to my mouth and indicated for her to remain silent. She looked on, frightened as I closed in on her and gasped as I grabbed her wrists, turned her around, bent her over the reception desk and hand-cuffed her. I then tied a soft, black scarf over her face. It was fluffy enough to breathe easily through and she might even see some, but I had control over her, and she remained silent.
For extra security, I quickly leaned down and put on a pair of shackles on her ankles, with a bit of rope between so she could walk reasonably comfortable but would find it hard to run. I then whispered, close to her ear, to do as ai say and remain silent.
I heard her gasp, but she nodded when I asked if she understood me. I could not help but inhaling the scent of her hair as I whispered in her ear. She smelled fresh and nice, there was a light scent of perfume, but I could also smell her scent and feel the warmth from her body.
Not wasting anymore time I led her towards the door, ignoring everything else and took Juliana to my car. She hesitated when I motioned for her to hop in, she had heard me open the door and could probably see some through the scarf, but I forced her in and she stopped struggling after a moment and laid down since the hand cuffs would have made it uncomfortable to sit. I locked the doors, quickly hopped in and drove the five minutes home.
I heard her breathe in the back and looked over my shoulder now and then, but she seemed to behave back there. Though my heart beating faster again, every time I saw the silhouettes of her naked legs in the dark.
At home I drove into the garage, opened the door for Juliana and grabbed her right elbow and helped her out. I held both her elbows and walked behind her, leading her in front of me and felt goose bumps form on her upper arms and saw her hairs raise. It turned me on, her brown skin really was something. I inhaled more of her scent, as I was close to her blonde hair, feeling very anticipated.
I led her to my bedroom as planned and sat her down on the edge of the bed. A crash course in physiology, or rather some googling on the net, had taught me how easy it was to make a girl lactate, all I had to do was get this substance into her that would inhibit some hormone and those lovely breasts of hers would start producing milk quite soon. The thought of making her boobs have milk in them had been too good and I had managed to buy some on the internet.
So, as she sat there, I jabbed her with the already loaded syringe in her shoulder and injected the substance. Juliana jumped and whimpered muffled under the blindfold. I had mixed it with some tranquilizer, since the substance would need up to 24 hours for maximum effect. And soon I saw how she started to sway slightly and then slump. I caught her and dragged her up on her back on the bed, rearranged the hand cuffs to lock to the edge of the bed above her head. She would be out for probably up to twelve hours and that was when I would start playing with her.
I had never felt happier, laying next to her on the bed as if we were a couple. I heard her breathe normally which satisfied me. I let her keep her clothes and pulled my big blanket up ontop of us both, listening to her breathing.
My left hand soon found its way to Juliana’s left knee, just a little preview for tomorrow I thought to myself. The hand slid upwards, stroking the big, firm shape of her quadriceps. Her thigh felt warm, even more so on the soft inside as my hand slipped down and squeezed there. I started to jerk off, thinking about what I would do to that thigh of hers. I was back in that dream I had had and saw her thick thigh on a plate, steaming after being roasted. But it felt even more real now, as I was touching her, hearing the sweet sound of my hand fondling that thigh I was about to eat in my fantasy.
My hand kept caressed it as I kept fantasizing, her brown skin and the soft hair felt so nice, so very gentle. Especially as they touched the tip of my fingers. But she barely had any hairs on the inside of her thigh which made it feel almost velvety. Folding her leg slightly more, her shank pushed against the well-stocked thigh and the wonderful flesh on the inside bulged nicely, I shivered in delight as the tip of my fingers felt it just above her knee and followed the pleasant curve upwards.
The firm muscles, the tasty meat beneath, seemed incredibly ripe and juicy. It was quite easy, even though she was totally relaxed, to feel the difference between the big, toned muscle group at the front and the softer inside. Had I not been waiting for the milk in her breasts, I would have pushed those thigh-joints into the oven already, but it was incredibly to draw out the enjoyment too. I was completely obsessed by her thighs, but I was no longer ashamed of my fetish and I was going to enjoy it fully.
I had already decided that I did not want to slice them up, they had such a wonderful shape that I wanted to see both of her thighs in the oven, roasting together. And I wanted to see both, on the platter, freshly grilled, steaming off in front of me. Even if it meant I would have to reheat what I could not eat in the first session.
But I could fantasise about other options and laying there, touching her I did that. I grabbed in under her knee and pulled her bent leg towards me, having it rest against mine and let my hand stroke up and down the soft underside as well. In my head, I went through other options about how to do it, the best was when Juliana was on my bench and I sawed off her leg at the top. Then I cut the whole thigh into thick slices, put those on top of the gridiron and barbequed the steaks. I cum almost violently as I fantasized about putting Juliana´s roasted thigh-steaks back together, slightly staggered, on a big plate.
It would be a great day tomorrow, I had yet to see Juliana´s breasts but right then and there, beside me, they had started to produce milk for me.
I made a quick breakfast with just coffee and some white bread, saving myself for tonight’s feast. And while I sipped my coffee a thought that had been growing in my head gave me an idea.
I had changed my mind about her legs, the cute, soft hair was really turning me on. And I loved the look of their blonde shade against tanned skin, but then I had thought about how her legs would be if they were shaved. And I could not stop thinking about it. I wanted to shave her legs and could not stop thinking about it. The thought of getting to see her thighs shiny and sleek got the better of me.
I had the equipment, shaving foam, a razor and skin protecting oil. And it could quite easily be done in bed where Juliana was tied up. Collecting what I needed from the bathroom I walked in, to her and was met by an awake Juliana, staring angrily at me and pulling at her tied wrists indicating she wanted to be set free. It looked a bit comical to me, half-sitting, half-laying down with her arms still tied above her, she scowled at me with her beautiful brown eyes and a cute wrinkle on her forehead.
I gave her a light-hearted smile in return and put down my stuff on the bed beside her outstretched legs. She had pulled up her right knee slightly which was a nice pose and gave me a good look at the meat on her calf, hanging down alluringly. I glanced at both of her yummy shanks as I arranged my stuff and I realized I had forgot them a little bit in my obsession of her sexy thighs. Which was a bit of a shame, they were both very shapely. Their tan skin without any blemishes or stretch-marks, just the odd, very tiny birthmark and barely noticeable sun freckles.
I looked at Juliana´s face before unlocking the shackles around her ankles and she gave me a hopeful gaze but scowled again when I did not remove the handcuffs. She moved her legs a little as if to ease up the circulation and I pretended to fiddle with my things while looking on. I had definitely felt some of the tense from her lax when I untied her ankles and it made the air between us less hostile but when I looked up at her quickly, she had a mixture of curiousness and concern on her face.
I tucked in a few more pillows behind her so she was sitting more comfortably, and I could not help to notice her large breasts bouncing nicely as she adjusted her body to them. I had not forgot about her boobs, but they still got my attention. Part of me wanted to pull up her t-shirt but I remained patient, waiting the hours needed for the milk production to have started properly. Juliana saw me look at them but just observed me intently.
I then removed her gag-ball and tied a black, folded, silk scarf over her mouth instead. Even though the gag ball was small it would be uncomfortable now. I softly put my index finger over her lips before she had a chance to speak and shook my head he actually behaved, but she looked up at me, almost beggingly, which just made her look even more cute but I ignored it and tied another, soft scarf over her mouth, indicating at least that I wanted her to keep quiet.
Everything was ready but I had become a bit anxious to get started, because I knew how much it would arouse me. It made me shiver in delight and I also wanted to hold on to that wonderful feeling, like a stirring foreplay, my body tingling. And even though I had already touched her legs yesterday, she had not been conscious so I was concerned how she would react when I did so now.
I swallowed deep and gently grabbed her left ankle with my left hand. Juliana flinched and tried to pull her leg up but resigned almost immediately when I held on with force, even surprising myself. We struggled for domination for just the fraction of a moment, but she folded and relaxed in submission.
Her leg felt lukewarm and could not help but caressed her calf up and down a few times which made that sweet, tingling feeling of anticipation inside me heighten. I then grabbed the can of shaving foam and I realized Juliana was looking on puzzled and totally still since we had our struggle of domination. I did not want to use any violence on her if I could avoid it, not yet.
She did not flinch when I grabbed her left ankle again and with warm, soapy water I had brought in a bowl, quickly scrubbed and wiped off her shanks and dried them with a towel.
Juliana looked weird at me when I took the can to her left leg and sprayed out a generous amount of shaving foam over her left calf and smeared out the foam all around and up to her knee. I stopped checking her face and was soon concentrated on my work, wiped my hands and grabbed the razor.
I held on to her shoe and carefully placed the razor at her knee and let it slide down the front of her leg, following her tibia. It was a very arousing feeling, uncovering her beautiful, brown skin from under the white foam, already seeing how smooth and glossy it became. I carefully and thoroughly shaved every square inch between her socks and knee and wiped off her leg with a soft, warm towel.
Without looking up at Juliana´s face, she was sitting still, I did the same with her right shank and when I was done with that I looked up. She was following every move I did but seemed much more relaxed though observed everything I did like a hawk and it looked as if she tried to look angrier when I met her glance. She had at least somewhat been enjoying the shaving when I was not looking.
I was not yet done with her shanks. Grabbing the bottle of oil, I poured out a generous amount over both, she twitched a little bit as I massage it into her wonderfully soft skin. The sight was almost more than I could handle, her shapely legs were shining, and the skin felt so incredibly soft and nice to touch.
I did not want to upset her by starting to lick them before I had done her thighs, but it was very hard to resist. Her skin was fantastic, so smooth and even, the tan had such a wonderful shade to it, and it looked even better with the oil making it shiny.
Moving closer to her made her flinch slightly, but she could not exactly move away. But I heard her gasp a under the scarf as I started to clean and then smear the foam on her left thigh and then the other one. My hands were trembling slightly as I spread the white foam. I could hear Juliana breathe deeper and she seemed more tense as I reached further up her legs.
It was a little trickier to do her thighs, but I managed and started to uncover the freshly shaved skin from underneath the foam with long, gentle and careful moves. It was tickling in my body and my dick was rock hard as I shaved her sexy thighs. The cute hairs left some tiny, dark dots where they were removed from her tan skin. I savoured the sight of her twenty-year-old, thick and well-toned, extremely sexy thighs becoming smooth and shiny. They seemed to dazzle and shimmer in front of my eyes, making me feel enchanted by their sight.
Juliana was sitting with her legs parted as I had removed all the remaining foam with the towel, once again she looked very relaxed but as soon as I looked up at her, she shook herself back in a more cautious state but she did not flinch again when I poured oil over her legs once again. The now sleek, brown shapes, feeling so smooth and soft was the most wonderful things I had ever seen.
The lighter tanned and softer insides were the most arousing parts and I massaged deep up the insides, very close to her panties, feeling Juliana´s muscle tense but she seemed to steel herself and remain still. It was silent except for a sticky and sloppy sound of the oil being smeared out and massaged into her legs by my hands, and I absolutely loved it.
It felt as if I would go insane from lust if I did not get to continue what I had started so embraced her left shank and kindly but firmly folded her leg, leaned forward and kiss the rounded part of her knee. My hands slipped up on each side of the sleek and sticky thigh, squeezing her flesh gently. She did tense up but remained still. I met her eyes as I looked up under my hair and she was staring at me with wide eyes, her chest with those two, big shapes heaved as she breathed deeply.
My lips parted as I felt the soft, oily skin and soon I was sucking gently on her knee, moving towards its inside, following the thigh upwards as I alternately licked and sucked while my hands squeezed and caressed it. It was the closest I would feel like coming to heaven I thought to myself. She received a few hickeys as I sucked too hard at the lovely area just beneath her panties where her thigh was the most pillowy.
I was finally licking and sucking on Juliana´s thighs, it was probably the most wonderful moment of my life up to that point. Those sexy thighs she had seduced me with the first time I saw her, the same I had watched, sweaty and glossy in the gym, as she worked out and then fantasized so much about afterwards, I was finally living out my oral fixation on them. And it felt incredible., her sleek, brown thighs was the only thing on my mind.
But I did not forget her shanks this time, licking downwards over her right, soon to be turned into a “drumstick”, calf and back up to her knee. Its shiny, freshly shaved skin offered little friction for my tongue as it slid over the slick surface. It almost looked already grilled and I wanted to eat my way in, to the white bone but managed to get some control back over my brain.
Just as with Louise and Elin, I knew it would be a onetime experience though, my other fetish would make sure they would turn into roasted thigh-joints soon enough so I enjoyed the moment fully, licking their soft skin, pressing my face into them and rubbing both against me cheeks.
I wagged her right leg slightly which made the heavy underside of her thigh jiggle wonderfully. It looked so heavy and incredibly juicy, well-rounded and gleaming. It got the better of me and I had soon slipped down my pants, grabbed both her legs, pointing her feet up and slid my dick in between her legs. Juliana tensed and struggled at first, but it just made me horny, feeling her toned muscles and I won the struggle again.
I fucked between her freshly shaved thighs while my hands continued to caress them. But as with Louise, I did not last very long, it was simply too pleasurable and arousing and I pumped out sticky cum between Juliana´s thighs, over her panties and skirt and even on her belly.
Catching my breath, I looked upon Juliana´s face again and saw her glossy gaze, her face was reddened and looked sweaty. She had been fighting against me and struggled hard but now looked defeated and seemed to blush but there was still some anger left in her eyes.
I felt warm inside, that me, forcing myself on her, maybe made her horny. My dick started to slowly stiffen again as I breathed heavily, holding both her shiny knees, her legs spread.
Her breasts were next. I forced myself up close to her. My hard cock was pressing against her panties as I pulled up her t-shirt, uncovering her bra. It was an elegant, black bra. The fabric was thin, and I could partially see her nipples through it
I looked up at her face, a bit sheepishly and met her face. She was indeed blushed now but stoically met my eyes with her deep, brown eyes. Her forehead was slightly lustrous from sweat and I could see her barely noticeable Adam´s apple move as she swallowed a few times, waiting for what would happen. She seemed more submissive now.
My eyes wandered back down to her chest and with one hand for each cup, I pulled them down, exposing her big, bouncy tits. Her breasts were wonderful, easily the biggest I had been anywhere near of and looked surprisingly firm for their size. They were set a bit apart and the cleft between them had a nice, inviting shape for my dick. The one and a half-inch wide areola had a tasty, chocolate brown shade with slightly puffy but fairly small nipples.
They were big, even when she was leaning backwards, they did not flatten out too much. And they looked tense. The answer to that was probably hinted at by her nipples. A thin, trickle of white liquid came out of them and ran down the curved underside of her boobs and continued down over her belly. She had faded tan-lines after a triangular shaped, tiny bikini, the paler skin still had a sexy tan though.
Without hesitation I just put my mouth to her right breast and started to suck on it, playing with the firm nipple as I felt milk spray into my mouth. Juliana´s breast milk was warm, creamy and sweet, much richer than any milk I had tasted before.
I sucked greedily for half a minute and could feel how her breast felt less tense as I relieved the pressure so gave her left boob the same treatment, not regretting for one moment making her lactate. I continued to suck hard on them for a few minutes, squeezing and rolling them but then the hard bulge in my pants started to feel painful.
I had soon straddled the topless Juliana and placed my dick between her swelling breasts. It was the first time I titty fucked a girl and it took a short moment to get the hang of it but soon her big tits were rubbing me incredibly nice. My eyes went between those two, brown globes and her cute face, both making me more and more aroused until I exploded, aiming for her face shooting out several strings across it while she closed her eyes and grimaced.
I needed a moment to get hard again for the next step and I wanted to see her pussy now so backed down between her legs again. They felt hotter now and it looked as if she blushed on the insides of her thighs. It was a nice sight and she did not resist when I grabbed her panties and pulled them off her legs, parting them again. She almost felt a bit limp and as I looked up, her head had sunk back into the pillow and she was looking into the ceiling.
Juliana´s fully shaved pussy had the tan-lines from a bikini-bottom, but her skin was quite pale up over her mons pubis, she had only tanned topless. Her outer pussy lips were big and fleshy, a light shade of red-brown and they completely covered her inner lips, showing only a slit. The venus mound was big and soft-looking. It was a pussy fitting her girly, sweet face I thought, it looked very innocent and very, very tasty.
I only had to part the warm and moist outer lips slightly to see the inner, delicate, pink ones. It was a beautiful and incredibly inviting vaginay. Parting her legs further I took a moment to revel at the sight of her big thighs again, it just never got old and the sight of those thick and wonderfully shaped joints made me hard again. I placed my hands halfway up their insides, to hold them open for me and bent her legs to an “M”. I tried to tell myself I held there to hold her legs as I lowered my face to her snatch.
Her clitoris was swollen and there was a wonderful, squelching sound as I parted her wet lips, her cunt had already started to self-lubricate and her juices were flowing. My hands found their way to the top of her thighs and squeezed them gently again, as I got the first taste of her pussy.
She was not as fresh as Elin had been, but I had not expected that after holding her prisoner for a while. But the intense scent of her sex was lovely, she smelled aroused and horny and the raw, uncleaned pussy begged me to lick it. Which I happily obliged to.
Juliana´s warm, plump outer pussy lips felt good against my lips and felt wonderful to let my tongue slide over. I sucked on her venus mound for a moment before going straight for the cherry. Licking the inner parts directly and sucking it while my tongue slipped inside. It was a magnificent, young twat with an excellent, raw taste. My hands grabbed her big ass and rubbed her crotch towards my mouth. It was not long before I felt ready for penetration.
I rubbed my cock over her lips, clitoris and entrance for a short moment before entering her, slipping all the way inside her warm fuck hole and starting to pump her, holding her opened like a book. Her wonderful, big breasts were rocking on her chest, milk still trickling out of her nipples.
My right hand went down and I started to rub her clitoris with the thumb and soon enough I felt how she started to climax. Her pussy tightened around my cock, which made me explode inside her while I looked at her tasty boobs swinging.
Juliana was dark red in her face now, I had forced her to climax and she was angry or ashamed, or both. Her forehead was sweaty, but she did not scowl at me again, instead looking at the ceiling once more. I squeezed her breasts, making milk spill out on her toned abs and leaned forward, licking some of it from her.
It was starting to make me hard again and I felt I was ready for the last session. I took a second scarf from the bedside table and gently tied it over Juliana´s eyes. She seemed indifferent and made no attempt to resist.
I then disconnected her handcuffs from the headboard and had her stand up, smiling as her tits and ass bounced and jiggled wonderfully. Still, milk oozed from her nipples.
She stumbed in front of me as I held her waist and led her in front of me towards the kitchen. I set her down at the edge of the bench I had constructed during the week and then had her lean back on it, laying down but her legs still on the floor with her legs parted. Her wrists were places in the two holes, in the wooden block at the other end of the bench and her head in between, in the bigger fit, before folding down the upper, wooden part, securing her wrists and neck.
It was my newly built guillotine. Originally, I had planned to let her see it, let her know I would decapitate her, and I had wanted to tell her why, explain what I would do to her. But I had changed my mind, I had started to feel for her, and it would feel too cruel. But there was also an even more selfish reason. I knew animals getting scared when slaughtered get a worse taste. So, I did not want to scare Juliana more than necessary, I would spare her the knowledge what would happen.
She was well secured by her wrists and neck by the wooden block which easily let me remove her clothes though I had to cut off her t-shirt with a pair of scissors. It was the first time I saw her cute little feet, as I removed her socks and shoes. He toenails had been painted pink which was a nice touch. I saved all the clothes as trophies and they would give me the raw scent of Juliana for some time.
The I pulled out a pair of black fish-net thigh-highs with a garter belt I had bought for the occasion. I had forgot about them until now. I pulled them up her sexy legs, they reached about two thirds up and had a beautiful, three-inch-wide edge with a wavy top. The mesh was about one third of an inch wide, fitting on her legs nicely and I could still see the shiny, brown skin through the mesh.
Sitting down by her I parted her legs and folded them up along her torso, getting a wonderful view of her fuck holes. And now it was her backdoor I had in mind, Elin´s tight butthole had felt so nice, I wanted more of that. Juliana´s cute little hole was in an indentation almost perfectly shaped for the tip of my penis, a little bit darker than her surrounding brown skin and the actual, puckered little hole looked cute, the skin seemingly sucked in.
I poured a generous amount of lube over her venus mound and pussy, drenching her crotch before grabbing my cock and rubbed it over her snatch and between the tasty lips. Then grabbing it, I guided it downwards, feeling how it hardened even more at the thought of doing the twenty-year-old sex bomb´s asshole. I wondered how many other guys had fucked her there, if any.
Juliana stiffened as the tip slid down and fit into the little cavity by her hole but there was not too much she could do. I took it quite carefully however, slowly applying pressure, feeling how her anus started to loosen up and slowly, I started to enter her butt. Grabbing the hollow of her knees I held her sexy thighs in place along her torso and continued to slide into her ass, feeling how her tight anus squeezed the rim of my glans tightly, it felt wonderful and seeing the little wrinkles stretch out around my dick looked so hot.
She had loosed up slightly and I could start going in and out, using just the tip through her still very tight opening. The sloppy sound of the slick lube made me even more horny and the sight of her pussy, her lips now slightly parted did not make it easier. I let go of her right knee and used my right thumb to rub her clitoris instead, which had good effect on Julian, she could not resist that stimulation.
I started to go deeper and faster, reaming her tight shit chute, making sure the dick pressed up against her pussy from within while rubbing her clitoris. I made me feel even better as I felt her starting to tremble, an orgasm was coming, from me ass fucking her. It did not take much longer and she gripped me tighter with her anus as she came, making me cum as well. I let it out inside her while admiring her anus wrapped around my cock.
That was the moment I pulled the cord and Juliana was beheaded. I saw her head and hands disappear down into the collecting basket and felt her body convulse a few more moments, I got another orgasm as her thighs and boobs trembled and her anus almost cramped on me before slacking. The thought of her head being chopped off had helped too, it turned me on for some reason.
I carefully put down her legs and caught my breath. I had enjoyed having sex with her very much, but now it was time to start preparing her so I could soon taste her meat too.
I let her body drain while I collected her cute head and washed it. Even though it was torture to keep waiting for those juicy thigh-joints, I had decided to let them tenderize for twenty-four hours. I was sure it would improve the taste and having thigh meat for Sunday steaks would make it feel even more special.
But I needed something for my Saturday night dinner, and I had already decided what that would be. Juliana´s cute head was the first piece on the menu, I was no longer ashamed of that either, but it gave me both a chilling feeling while I lusted for it. Like with Louise and Elin, I wanted to absorb Juliana´s beauty. And I wanted to eat all of her, again just leaving a pile of white, clean-licked bones. And the first part of that would be to serve her head on a plate.
Juliana´s pretty head had been frozen in a surprised look just as she orgasmed, I could not have asked for a better face, she looked so cute. After cleaning it up I put it on the oven plate and folded some foil around her hair, which I put up in a lazy, tight knot, to protect it from the heat. I also used generous amount of basting over it all. It still would have to be cooked carefully and at a lower temperature so would take a bit longer. I wanted it as intact as possible, just that golden brown shade on the skin and the meat cooked well but not charred in any way. Though that meant I had plenty of time to deal with the rest of her.
Her head was soon in the oven and I could keep a close eye on it through the window during the whole process, making sure it would not be ruined, while working on Juliana´s body
First, I put her cute little hands in the freezer, they looked tasty, but I had other priorities before them. For a moment I thought about whole legs, but I was a bit unsure if I could roast her shanks and thighs perfectly, together, they were so different in thickness. And in the end, I decided not to, so sawed off her feet, which were just as cute as her hands. They soon joined the hands in the freezer.
Her shapely shanks were then sawed off through her well-defined knees, just between the bones. The wonderful “drumsticks” also went into the freezer, but I could not wait to cook them later. Similarly, I removed her arms and cut them at the elbows and froze the bits, they looked yummy as well, especially her meaty upper arms.
Next up, I had to do some more careful cutting, as I removed her pussy, but first I emptied the inedible nasty innards and got rid of the mess outside. It made it easier to carefully slice out her cunt, complete with all the inner parts including her womb and ovaries as well as her asshole. I wanted to eat it too. It was a fine delicacy that went into the fridge.
After that it was easier to remove her lovely thighs and ass, both split with the butt part still attached and my biggest prizes were soon laying on the cutting board to be admired. They were heavy joints but incredibly delicious looking. The meat was redder than either Louise´s or Elin´s. I hung both delicious joints in the meat locker I had installed in the basement to tenderize for twenty four hours, admiring them for a short while as they hung there, even squeezing and licking the still warm, yummy morsels.
I then cute away both of her breasts, making sure to get a little bit of margin to get all juicy, fat breast meat. They wobbled lusciously as I put each on a platter and stored them in the fridge as well.
I checked in on her head and continued to butcher her torso into steaks and spareribs. Everything seemed very meaty and had quite a low-fat content, red, tender-looking meat for the most part. Some parts were destined to be ground, I wanted some Juliana burgers as well. It then went into the freezer as well. I would eat Juliana´s meat for quite some time.
Juliana had been butchered just in time as her head seemed done and I pulled the platter out and moved it to a fine plate to steam off a little bit. Basting and juices pooled around the neck stump and I could soon remove the foil. I was glad that her sweet features were virtually unchanged apart from her fine skin had gotten that yummy, golden brown shade I wanted. Her eyes were a little dim but the carefully cooking seemed to have worked.
With some effort I could cut alone the top and loosen the “lid”, lifting off the top. It was still a bit of a weird feeling, but I used a spoon and started to help myself to Juliana´s brain, eating the fat and creamy insides and it was just as delicious as both previous girls´ had been. I ate the rest too, leaving just an empty skull on the platter, feeling quite full and tired after the long and quite laborious day. After cleaning up, collecting Juliana´s belongings and cleaning the skull so I could save it with the rest of her bones later, I went to bed and was overjoyed to feel the scent of her presence in the bed. I fell asleep very satisfied among her aromas.
I ate both her breasts for brunch, sleeping a fair bit into the forenoon, I was quite hungry and longed to taste Juliana´s meat. Her two big boobs were the perfect brunch and looked so delicious in the fridge on their separate platters. They went into the oven together and I had them both on a platter each, soon enough, on my table, jiggling slightly as I put them down which teased me enormously.
They had stopped oozing milk but there was some warm, creamy milk pooled under each globe. I found to my joy that I could still suck some out of the slightly crispy nipples though, the tasty liquid had been boiling inside and helped cooking the fat and breast meat. It was quite a greasy feast, milk, juicy fat and delicious breast meat. And I did not even use cutlery but held the boobs steady while I chewed off the nipples first and then dug in, chewing tasty skin and contents. They were truly wonderful meals and I felt stuffed again. It felt almost as good, eating the breasts of a cute girl as eating her sexy thighs.
I spent the afternoon resting again and then early evening went down and carried Juliana´s thigh-joints to the kitchen. They were wonderfully thick and heavy to bring up. I remembered the first time I saw her and hoped I would arrive at this point and here I was, about to roast both of her incredible thighs.
They went into a big, deep oven tray and I basted them thoroughly and very generously. It would take quite some time to roast them well, but I was going to do this as good as I could. It was two shiny and gleaming joints that were slid into the hot oven, making my mouth water as I looked at their thickness, shape and the delicious-looking skin. Leaving the juicy ass cheeks on seemed like a master stroke.
And finally, I could admire Juliana´s thighs roasting together, inside my oven. It did not take too long until I could smell the wonderful scent of her leg meat cooking. I sat close, keeping an eye on them and went through the pictures I had taken of her, to really get the juices flowing, looking at her legs in miniskirts and shorts.
The waiting was both wonderful and torturous, watching the skin slowly take on that golden-brown colour. I basted often, especially the exposed meat at the ends. But finally, they were done, and I could lay the table for the feast. I put both joints there, I had wanted them both together as eye candy.
Having eaten both American and Scandinavian thighs, it was now time to try the Brazilian-Russian type and I sat down, full of anticipation, my whole body was tingling. Thin veils of steam still rose from the cut ends and I just sat there for a little moment, watching the pictures I had set up around the food, of Juliana and I thought of how she had looked in the gym, as her sweaty legs were exercising hard and then I looked at them at the table and shivered in delight.
I chose her right thigh, not really for any reason but it had been the one I first touched when I was beside her on the bed and it felt like something of a reason. Lifting it onto the big plate closer to me, inhaling the wonderful aroma and watching the grease spread out below I could barely contain myself and sank my fork into her knee and cut a piece from the end, blew on it slightly and put it into my mouth.
It was a very lean and tender mix of beef and pork, maybe even chicken in it. The crisp skin was very tasty as well. Soon more pieces were cut from the same place before I tried other areas, the meatier quads, the even leaner insides and her delicious butt.
I ate as much as I could, and I could not get enough of the rich taste of Juliana´s thick, juicy thigh and ass. She would no doubt have tasted incredible without all the training, but it had done her meat heavenly delicious and I was soon stuffed with leg meat. Her white thigh bone was showing in several places. I would continue the next day and finish off her joint soon enough.
She lasted for a decent amount of time though, thankfully. Her beautifully shaped shanks were roasted later and tasted almost as nice as her thicker thighs. I enjoyed licking their greasy skin when they had been done, feeling that smooth, shaved leg skin against my tongue.
I saved her pussy for the next weekend, boiling it and was rewarded with a very lean and tasty morsel. Spareribs and belly steaks, back filets and I even grinded some of it and made both a meat sauce and burgers ehich gave me food for quite some time. All the while, Juliana was on the news as “Missing”. When that was calming down, I had collected her clean-licked, white bones in a box, alongside her hair and clothes and stored it beside Louise´s and Elin´s boxes, wondering what type of girl I would find next.