DEMOGRAPHICS -
Perhaps the most glaring profile of someone into any "extreme" sexual interest (for the purpose of this discussion my definition of "extreme sexual interest" is any sexual interest that goes beyond the simple sexual intercourse) is their trait to be outgoing, creative, and wanting to be expressive in some form.  It seems that those people who have a basic self-awareness of themselves as human beings and as sexual human beings can accept their thoughts and fantasies much more than those who have a history of self-esteem problems or are naturally pessimistic.  But here we are talking about folks who have generally "normal" lives.  There also exists within the boundaries of having extreme sexual fantasies those folks who have had past trauma... that trauma being the catalyst for very enhanced sexual fantasies.  On the net I have found women to be the vast majority affected by past traumatic events... usually at the hands of men... many suffering from manic depression as a result.  A sad state of affairs to be sure, but nonetheless a reflection of our society as a whole perhaps.  If you want to review the symptoms of manic depression (bi-polar mood disorder) as it relates to heightened sexual interest and fantasies click here.

CASE STUDIES -
Remember... these are simply stories people have shared with me of their lives, or simple fantasies that prove unique in their own right.  I make no insinuations nor draw any conclusions.  

While there are many in the world with necro/sleepysex fantasies the nature of the interest is such that to experience it in real life there must exist the opportunity to do so.  For example, your job may put you in contact with dead bodies, or some event presents itself that allows you "access".  The next few cases illustrate this.

CASE #1
I met on the net one fellow who was in his mid 30's who worked for FEMA (Federal Emergency Management).  He was part of the team that searched for missing persons following a disaster, natural or man-made.  He told me his particular "favorites" were find female flood victims.  The rapid swirling water generally tears clothes off so when the corpses were found they were in various stages of being naked.  He told me of find one dead woman entangled in some brush as flood waters receded.  He was pretty far from the other search parties so after calling in his find on the radio he had time to sit and "admire", as he put it.  As he untangled the dead woman, who was completely naked, he made sure to allow his hands to roam all over her.  Apparently she looked in her late 20's or early 30's, maybe in the water only a few hours.  While he said he never did anything sexual to the dead body he did nonetheless, fondle and caress her everywhere.

CASE #2

CASE #3

CASE #4

Rape and sexual assault is sadly a very common story on the net.  Women are left to deal with these traumatic events and their minds do various things as the mental survival mechansims take over.  From the obesssive to the depressed, sexual fantasies are sometimes a major part of their minds looking to cope.  And after years of coping the damage is great.  One interesting thing about many manic depressives is that they exhibit high intelligence and can be very articulate and artistically expressive.  These next few cases are typical examples.

CASE #5

CASE #6

I started talking to Mary when she visited #Sleepysex on IRC one evening.  This was nearly four years later.  It was apparent she was exibiting the signs of severe depression; she had a history of cutting her hands, and even swallowing the contents of those silica gel bags that are packed with electronic equipment you buy in a store, to relieve the pain of her bouts with depression.  She became a relative recluse.. no close friends.  She turned to music and began writing her own lyrics, which of course reflected her dark moods.  And, she had developed the typical increase in sexual desire, probably also as a mental defense mechanism to cope with the depression.  The guilt of everything must have been huge for her... the tragedy of the event so traumatic.
She wrote out her story (as so many do) and shared it with me.  Her constant fear was of the authorities finding out and putting her in jail.  She went into the woods shortly after and the bag was not to be found... which led to further emotional worry for her.  At one point I had her talked into getting psych help locally but after the second visit she lost the will.. and with no one supporting her she drifted away.

Her sexual interest was sleepysex.. although not an on-line role player, would talk about it a lot.
Mary emailed me not too long ago. She's 23 now.  She told me her mom stumbled over a copy of her story while cleaning her room one day.  Often Mary and I talked about her needing to communicate with her folks.. she never wanted to, for the obvious reasons.  I guess now they know.  From what she told me, her town was quite the little Peyton Place and once her story got out (there's much more to it than I've reported in here) it was sure to embarrass half the community... her parents mostly.
I wish her well.  

CASE #7

Her story starts shortly after she got married... she was in her early twenties.  While leaving a grocery store (in broad daylight) some guy came up to her and helped her put her stuff into her trunk.. then promptly put her into it as well.  He drove her car with her in the trunk to some wooded area where he took her out and forced her to the ground, removing her clothes he proceeded to strike her about her exposed body with a branch or twig... touching her forcefully and getting ready to rape her.  Then the cops showed up.  Apparently this guy was a bagger at the grocery so he was easy to spot... also some people saw what he did in the parking lot... and add to that the security cameras... not a swift character to be sure.  So she was easy to track by her car and the cops came to the rescue before she was hurt any more.

Now we fast forward a few years.  She has a child now.. a daughter, early teens.  By the time I met Julie hubby had gotten cancer and after a long struggle he passed away leaving Julie emotionally drained, heartbroken, and in sexual need.  She had turned to the Internet to vicariously live out her sexual fantasies.  This was in the early years of net chats.  She met a guy on line who shared her interest.  They grew closer and sexually fonder.  That's not really anything new of and by itself.  But she came up with this idea to try and repeat the assault event of years earlier.  But to make it real, her attacker... or attackers... should be unknown to her and attack her by surprise; no preset time.  This guy on the net, unknown to her save for his first name,  arranged with two other accomplices to break into her home one evening when her daughter wasn't home, and kidnap her.  Which they did (she told them where she hid a key to get in).  What followed was three days of sexual abuse... being tied up, orally taken.. anally taken... vaginally taken.. repeatedly by all three guys. She was blindfolded all the time so she could never recognize them.  She said the sexual high was tremendous... and continuous.

CASE #8

EPILOG

CASE #9

CASE #10

Karen Greenlee is a necrophiliac. Five years ago she made national headlines when she drove off in a hearse and wasn't heard from for two days. Instead of delivering the body to the cemetery she decided to spend some time alone with the corpse.  Eventually, the police found her in the next county, overdosed on codeine Tylenol.   She was charged with illegally driving a hearse and interfering with the burial (there is no law in California against necrophilia). In the casket with the body Karen left a four-and-a-half page letter confessing to amorous episodes with between twenty to forty dead men. The letter was filled with remorse over her sexual desires: "Why do I do it? Why? Why? Fear of love, relationships. No romance ever hurt like this ... It's the pits. I'm a morgue rat. This is my rathole, perhaps my grave." 

The letter proved to be her downfall. For stealing the body and the hearse, she got eleven days in jail, a $255 fine, and was placed on two years probation with medical treatment recommended. Meanwhile, the mother of the dead man sued, claiming the incident scarred her psyche. She asked for $1 million, but settled for $117, 000 in general and punitive damages. 

The press had a field day, the lawyers got rich, and Karen lost her career and source of sexual satisfaction. Karen is now more comfortable with her sexuality. "When I wrote that letter I was still listening to society. Everyone said necrophilia was wrong, so I must be doing something wrong. But the more people tried to convince me I was
crazy, the more sure of my desires I became." 

Before the trial I had a boyfriend who found out abut it. He got mad and slapped me around. He said I wasn't even a woman and I could go fuck my dead bodies. I was surprised. He knew! Apparently a lot of people knew and I don't know how they knew. 

With guys, they always felt I went for the bodies because I was hard up, and if I went to bed with them then that would change me and they would be the one who would give me such satisfaction I wouldn't need those old corpses anymore. I've run into that a lot. Sometimes I had guys come on to me for just that reason. 

Besides, there are different aspects of sexual expression: touchy-feely, 69, even holding hands. That body is just lying there, but it has what it takes to make me happy. The cold, the aura of death, the smell of death, the funereal surroundings, it all contributes. 

There is also this attraction to blood. When you're on top of a body it tends to purge blood out of its mouth, while you're making passionate love .. You'd have to be there, I guess. 

I worked in that funeral home for almost a year. That's where I did a lot of my extracurricular activities. I had keys so I'd slip back in after hours and spend all night there. A guy lived at the funeral home in an apartment downstairs. He drank so he usually passed out. He had a .357 magnum under his pillow. 

The guy that court case was about-- 

That happened at the time I was breaking into this funeral homes. There was a side room, one of those arrangement areas, where they always have their case folders out.  I read there was an exhumation order for John Mercure. Then I read something in the paper about it. His mother wanted the body exhumed, said she wouldn't bury her cat there. On the day he was suppose to be exhumed I snuck out into a field across from where he was buried. I sat out in the field and watched them dig up the body and give him to this other mortician. They shipped him back to Michigan.

At another place I was working, this guy came up to me and said, "Someone's been messin' with the body. It looks like they were trying to fuck the body!" I said, "Oh my goodness! Really?" I think they figured it out later. I know they know now. 

One mortician I worked with used to like to a trocar [a large hollow needle used to suction fluids from corpses] and push it up inside any male cadaver's dick. He'd say, "Oh look, the corpse has got a boner." This guy was really weird. He looked like Larry of the Three Stooges. I think he had some necrophilic tendencies. He'd get real upset
if there weren't any female bodies to work on. He'd start pacing. I caught him one time in the prep room. He said he was just taking a pee in the hopper at the end of the table. He was just pulling up his pants when I walked in. I said, "I won't tell if you don't." 

About a week later I snuck back into the funeral home. I was on the prep table having a good old time, when all of a sudden I felt like there was somebody nearby. Next thing, I heard people walking down the hallway. I quietly jumped off the table and threw the sheet back over the body. My clothes were in quite a state of disarray, and
I had blood on me and everything else-- it had been an autopsy case. There was a casket with the lid open in the side casket-room, so I ran and hid behind it. The casket was on a church-truck so they couldn't see me, but they could see my legs. It was a man and a woman. There were standing there saying, "Who are you? What are you doing here?" One of them said to the other, "you go get the gun and call the cops and I'll stay down here." I knew I only had one chance then, so I busted out and ran. I knew the layout of the place, so I just ran down the hall and out of the place and out of the cemetery. 

That was the last time I got very close, except for I've broken into a few tombs. 

Perhaps there is this vast network of necrophiles, who, for lack of a forum, will never know of each other's existence. 

Well, there's Leilah [Wendell's] group [American Association of Necrophilic Research and Enlightenment]. They try and get some information out about it. 

My site concentrates on the sexual fantasy of necrophilia but there is also a reality for some folks.. a way by which they carry their desires to reality.  Obviously, the folks who can do that for the most part are those folks whose professions present themselves with having access to the dead.  But when we get into real life sex with the dead there is another motivation beyond simply sexual lust or an extension of love and compassion... and that is a relief of emotional stress.

Stories about what happens when a dead body is resting in a morgue are fairly common.  While there is not a lot of true intercourse (unless you clean up after you run the risk of your 'evidence' being found) there is a fair amount of touchy-feely and with more than just the hands.  Recently I was chatting with a morgue attendent from Texas.  He told me of many bodies he has touched sexually... and many were young people from accidents, illnesses, or overdoses (compared to funeral homes who normally have older dead folks).  He talked about deep kissing dead women... sucking and kissing breasts... fingering every oriface, etc.  In another section of my site I make mention of an attendent who had his way with a deceased 17 year old cancer victim.  The funeral home discovered what was left of her emaciated vagina was filled with semen and supposedly the mortician reported it to the law which resulted in simply the attendent loosing his job for fear of embarrassing the institution in a public police report.  There was a woman attendent in Singapore who told of having had sex with three dead men before an associate discovered her at it one day.  Oddly, he kept it quiet because he was doing the dead girls.

I also chatted with a mortician's wife who also assisted in the family funeral business.  She told me that hubby would have sex with various dead females... and she would engage in sex with dead guys, quite often.  Sometimes hubby would help in 'stuffing' the appropriate part inside her for best penetration.   Sucking on a dead penis was her affinity.   She referred to the encounter as having a 'date'.  When I inquired as to how busy they might be she said that business was constant and hubby was devoted to staying busy all the time.  They seldom took time off or had vacations.  Such is the funeral business... a 24/7 operation.  So given that, it's no wonder tension and stress relief takes unconventional avenues.  In reality her and hubby engaged in wild and fast sex with each other more along what their fantasies might be.

Were these people necrophiliacs?  All a matter of perspective I suppose, but their individual sexual preferences did not include necro interests.  One of the most compelling and sensitive, and erotic stories I have heard first hand was from a doctor.. an M.D. from out east who stumbled into my necro chat channel on IRC one day.  I mention elsewhere on my site that given the proper circumstances I would challenge any guy not to touch in some sexual way a beautiful dead female if he were left alone with her.  What this doc did is typical of what any male might do.
He came to the channel because he had some guilt for what he did and was wondering if because of his actions had he crossed some moral and sexual borderline and became a necrophiliac, much like one might join the Republican party or something.  He told me that part of his job as a local physician in his rural community was also to act as county coroner for those rare instances a death needed coroner review.  Over his career in this position he handled many dead bodies and performed simple autopsies and never gave a thought to having sexual contact with one... but one day that changed.  A local 16 year old female, 'the local beauty queen' as he described her, died from a broken neck in a freak fall.  He was to give a rudimentary autopsy since the cause of death was not really in question.  Her body was brought in to his facility one evening and removed from the body bag and left on the examining table.  He was immediately struck by her beauty and felt the normal sadness for her having died so young. 

Later that evening as he was leaving the office he again saw her on the table and approached her.  He described his overwhelming feeling of sadness and he began to touch her and caress her body in a kind of sympathetic way.  Then the touching went to kissing.. he kissed her breasts.. lips... stroked her vaginal opening.  Then he said he had sex with her dead body.  He said he was so overcome with emotion.. and desire at her apparent beauty... and the waste of her death at so young an age.  He described forcing her mouth open with his toungue to taste her tongue... nibbling at her nipples... licking her vaginal opening... he even inserted himself into her mouth.  Eventually he orgasmed inside her dead, dry vagina.  When he was done he washed her body down to remove any evidence of where he had been.  But then guilt set in because he had never felt like this or done anything like this before.   That's when he did the search on 'necrophilia' and we ended up meeting in a chat room.  We chatted twice on two separate days... I told him I thought he was not a confirmed card-carrying necrophile but rather a normal male in his feelings and emotions... and that a situation presented itself that he felt compelled to act upon.  He was not a necrophile at all... but what he did was a necrophilic act.  After our second chat I've not seen or heard from him since.  I assume he came to grips with what he did and moved on in life.

Another aspect to the desire for necro activity is an intense curiosity about death.  We all have it... yet sometimes those close to it act upon an emotion from time to time.   I've chatted with a number of people.. males and females... who do not normally have access to the dead yet managed somehow to 'explore' their feelings with a dead person.  Typically these are people, generally younger people, who might work part-time for a morgue or funeral home... then maybe share their experiences with a friend.  One such case was a 19 year old female college student from out east.  She told me a close male friend was working as a janitor in a local funeral home that doubled as a residence for the owners.  He would tell her stories of a couple times doing the touchy-feely thing with the dead women... even kissing and breast nibbling.  Well, she happened to mention to him about how it might feel to have sex with a dead guy... presumming the guy had something usable to have sex with.  Sure enough, boyfriend called her one evening and said there was a dead guy with a reasonably sized penis.  She told me that while her friend stood guard down the hall she climbed up on the table and rode that guy until she had one of the best orgasms in her life.  This event repeated itself a couple days later.  When we chatted she was confused about her feelings and the fact she found this so sexually arousing.  She had some guilt as well.  The second guy she 'did' was in his 30's.. auto accident victim leaving a wife and two kids.  While her orgasm was intense with his dead body she couldn't help but wonder that maybe the guy had been loyal to his wife and she was a form of 'the other woman' somehow desecrating his loyalty to his wife.  Yet his penis, even in it's flacid state, was fairly long and she enjoyed wondering how it must have felt to his wife when fully erect.

There was another similar situation told to me by another girl from Oklahoma.  She ended up getting a part time job at a rural funeral home doing some administrative work which gave her access at all times of day or night.  She was 20 and told about a local guy she knew who died from cancer.  She was alone with him one night as he was laid out on the table and she felt so sorry for him and her emotions took over.  She ended up kissing him all over and doing him orally... graphically telling me how she managed to suck some fluid out of him and that made her orgasm.