The Serial Killer Club

A Sexual Fantasy

— By The Whosis Kid

I met a lady at a bar. I knew we were on the same wavelength when she started talking about her private fascination with serial killers. She shared a private fantasy she had, of stimulating a man to climax with her hand and mouth, then pulling a gun and shooting him in the head.

"I just really want to see his surprise, like, right as he's coming, at that moment, knowing he's going to die," she told me. "I've never told anyone that before."

We ended up going back to her place, but we were both hosting friends from of town in the following days, so we never got back in touch. I regret that, but even more, I regret never roleplaying that fantasy. It gets me hard thinking about it to this day. If she ever reads this, she's got my number.