Posted by Reilly666 on October 15, 2004 at 06:32:24:
Contact with other humans is unavoidable. They cut my roll in the morning and the oil from their skin seeps into the bread. I taste them.
I smell the girl on the bus, her perfume encompasses me, I want to taste her.
I'm at the club, I scan the room, I am hungry.
She sits at the end of the bar, I can see she is a little sluggish. Her friends have said goodbye, they got lucky tonight. They ask if she will be alright and she waves them off. As they leave I can see the sadness in her eyes, she watches them go, and then downs the rest of her drink. She is small, maybe 5 feet 3, beautiful thick brown hair, has a little curl to it. I approach and she smiles. I offer to buy her a drink, and she accepts. We talk, she has those drunk eyes, I agree with everything she says, she caresses my arm, it's getting late. I invite her back to my place.
We get in my car, her eyes are heavy, I admire her wonderful breasts as she snuggles into the seat, smiles. She is fit, but there is plumpness about her. I lean in to kiss her, she welcomes me voraciously. Under the taste of whisky there is a sweetness I taste. I caress her, she is amazing. I pull away; she looks at me with lust in her eyes, and snuggles back into the seat. As we drives she looks sleepy, I want her awake. I begin to open her pants, she does not resist. Reaching into the soft hairs of her womanhood, I caress her outer walls with my fingernails. She moans in anticipation, I delve in and massage her clitoris ever so gently between my fingertips. She is wet; her juices spill out onto my fingers. She writhes in ecstasy and we drive.
The alcohol is holding her back; she almost becomes frustrated she can't cum. When she does her release is loud and fulfilling. I pull my hand out, soaked in her, and lick my fingers. She is so sweet. She undoes her seatbelt and goes down on me. I caress her back, and feel her small, but abundant rump. My excitement overwhelms me and the car swerves. She pulls my penis from her mouth, gently licking the tip and smiles at me. Then quickly she goes down, I am in her throat, and I am exploding.
In my house, she quickly undresses, her skin is like porcelain, almost see through. She stands before me naked, and my hunger overwhelms my desire. She is looking at me, waiting; I undress and take her in my arms. She smells like spring, with a hint of whisky. I caress the top of her am, she is so tender, I scoop her into my arms, mentally weighing her. I place her lovingly on the kitchen table, she wiggles in anticipation. I kiss her, she forces her sweet tongue into my mouth, and the taste of her is too much, I must have all of her. I caress her body, I am almost trembling, she is purring like a cat, responding to my every touch.
I ask her if she wants to play, she smiles and nods yes. I take an apple from the basket and tell her to put it in her mouth, she licks the apple, gently kisses it, and places it in her beautiful mouth. I begin to nibble on her ear, she moans, slightly muffed by the apple. I begin to chew on her neck, my blood is pumping, I feel it in my ears, I want to enjoy her more but my hunger will not end. I bite into her neck. The blood comes rushing in; I drink heartily, almost chocking. She tries to push me away, her fingernails dig into my skin, she bites down harder on the apple and the juice pours down her face. She is screaming but all I hear is my own heart beating. She begins to whimper, struggles less, until she is quiet and I am coated in her blood. I step back, take a napkin from the counter and wipe my mouth. I open the drawer and remove my knife.
I take one more look, she is incredible, and I begin to slice.