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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Night.
Four hours in front of the mirror before she was happy with her make-up.
Her lips a crimson slash across a white face, eyes smouldering, red hair flaming over her shoulder.
Another hour getting dressed, black leather corset, black velvet skirt, stockings and thigh length black boots with 3 inch stiletto heels. A black cape swings over her shoulder and she walks into the night.
Her heels clacked against the pavement as she flitted from shadow to shadow, eyes seeking for what she wanted.
She could feel her heart racing with the anticipation, her nipples already hard, pressing against the leather.
A delicious tingling beginning between her thighs. "Tonight will be the night" she thinks to herself.
She enters the club, thumping music and flashing lights do little to dull her sharpened senses. She watches, people dance, drink, laugh, fall over,lose their feelings to drink. Then she finds him. She does not see him at first, she hears him, smells him. She turns and there he is, tall, dark and unaware. His looks did not matter, not for what she wanted. Her heart raced, her cunt twinged with pleasure, he is the one.
She sits with her back to him at the bar and orders a drink. She focuses her thoughts on him, he turns and looks towards her. He comes over and makes eye contact. In that instant her eyes burn into his soul. He gasps, unable to breathe, his mind is filled with her, just her, nothing else matters. She has him now, there is no escape.
They leave together, she leads him into a dark alley behind the club. No words are spoken. She kisses him hard, he pulls back, his lip bleeding. She licks her lips, closes her eyes and smiles. She pushes him against the brick wall, her mouth over his, pulling at his shirt, his trousers, wanting him, right there, right now.
Her scarlet tipped fingers wrap around his hardening cock, sliding up and down his shaft. She drops to her knees and takes him in her mouth, her eyes never leaving his. Her teeth rake across his cock, her lips like warm velvet. Once she has made him hard enough for her she stands up and presses herself against him, his back against the wall. Her cunt is dripping, the tops og her stockings wet.
She angles her hips and guides herself onto him, her eyes close as he fills her cunt, she gyrates against him, forcing him deeper, her nails raking his chest and back, her mouth devouring his. Her nipples like two burning points of pleasure, she can feel her cunt stretching with each thrust, her juices running down her thighs.
His breathing gets rougher and he starts to moan, her hips trembling as they fuck his hard cock, he is close now. She pulls his head to one side and starts to kiss his neck, she can feel his body tensing as she fucks his cock hard. He moans ans she feels his cock swelling, he is about to cum, her heart is hammering, her body trembling. She can feel the orgasm building inside her but she cannot surrender to it, not yet, she feels his hips bucking as he thrusts deep, her senses are sharpened, she feels his cum jetting out of his cock into her.
NOW! it must be NOW!
Her lips on his neck pull back, her teeth glint in the light briefly before sinking into his neck, his eyes fly open, but it is too late. Her mouth explodes with the sweet coppery tate of his blood, she timed it well, the endorphins flood his bloodstream making his blood even sweeter. Her cunt convulses as she cums, gushing her juices over his pulsating cock. As he fills her cunt with his live giving seed she drains his lifeblood. He soon feels lifeless under her, used, spend, dead.
She wipes a tiny trickle of blood from her mouth, licking it off the back of her hand, not wasting a drop.
The hunger inside her sated for now, she melts into the shadows and makes her way home before the dawn. |
