Author note: this is my first time writing anything. I was just bored tonight and wanting something spooky to do. So I made a creepy erotica. Well, the first part at least. Sorry if it’s all fucked up, I really don’t know what I’m doing. Let me know if I should continue though.
Chapter I: Who the fuck is named Natas?
There’s no fucking milk in here. One of the rare times I actually let myself run out of milk and of course I get a killer 3-am-milk-craving right now. Actually the clock on the microwave says 3:33 so I guess we can round that up to a killer 4-am-milk-craving. Only I’d be looking for milk at four in the middle of the night, only fucking me.
Anyway, I can’t remember most of last night but I know it involved sweaty Hallow’s Eve costume sex (yup, slutty devil she was – you guessed it) and evidently, me chugging what milk I had left to try to get the ecstasy to wear off faster and rehydrate after the hours of sex.
Back upstairs after my failed milk mission, I slam my fucking foot into the bed frame and harshly but quietly let out a “fucking asshole mother fucker” which is just enough to have this girl (honestly, I -think- her name is Lucy but two tabs of E have me doubting we even discussed names when we met) roll onto her side facing away from me with her bare ass innocently peaking from the covers now. Invitation accepted; I gently slide into her like a missing puzzle piece, soft dick tightly pressed into her glorious ass cheeks.
It has to be no more than 25 minutes that go by of me caressing her like this when I’m starting to get distracted by how damn bad I’m itching for some cold milk just to fill that post drug-and-liquor-party-diet void in my stomach, if you know what I mean. I’m not gonna be able to sleep tonight, so I guess it’s time to browse r/gonewild on reddit to see what the sluts are up to.
Wait. What the fuck? Didn’t I say it was like 3:30 when I was downstairs looking for milk before? My phone says 3:33 right now. I was down there half an hour ago at this point; there’s no fucking way… I guess she unplugged the microwave to use the outlet for her Hitachi magic wand toy when we fucked in the kitchen last night. Does that even make sense? I think the time on the microwave would be behind what my phone says if she did that.
Doesn’t matter, scrolling through reddit on my NSFW account and I see this chick filmed herself taking a piss on the roof of her house while people are walking down the street and I think it’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Holy shit, she was so wet when she pulled her panties aside to start peeing. The grool nearly kept them glued to her pussy lips. And those people had to of heard the sound of the stream. It was dark and quiet out and her stream was loud and full of pressure. Fuck, that was so hot. I should go jack off.
No, I should try to wake Lucy up for round three. Back in the spooning position, I start running my hand down the side of her body ever so delicately. I do want her to wake up but I don’t want her to be pissed about it. She rode my dick like a sex starved devil all night, but I have no idea if she’s into wake-up fucks. Let’s try it.
Slowly and softly down to her thigh area. Push the rest of the covers off her ass. The way she lays has her pussy just barely exposed from behind. Small circles on her thigh, hip, and side ass cheek, getting wider and closer to her unintentionally exposed lips on each rotation. On my final lap before I go full pussy, she jerks a little from the tickle.
I think she’s awake now. But if she’s doing what I think she is, she’s waiting for me to go further while I think she’s sleeping. As gentle as I can possibly be, I get to her pussy lips. As soon as I touch them I realize she’s been soaking this whole time. Her phone also lit up and the light from that bounced off her open eyelid and left a quick crimson looking glare on her eye, so now I know she’s awake. It’s weird though, her phone also looked like it said 3:33 but it was probably just my eyes adjusting to the light.
I keep teasing and she starts to kinda grind her hips into the movements of my hand. We’re not talking, but I know for sure she is loving this now. I need better access if I’m gonna get my fingers inside her pussy; she’s too tight the way she’s laying on her side. I move her top knee off her bottom one and she immediately did the rest. She adjusted so slightly but perfectly that her pussy lips peeled apart a little on their own and I was able to slide my fingers through the string of grool that remained bridging them together.
Keeping the movements slow, I begin to push my ring and middle fingers inside of her with absolutely no friction to slow me down. Her pussy lubed itself enough that I’ll be able to recycle some of her seemingly endless supply of juice (I think this girl is a gift from God) to get inside her asshole in a few minutes. As I get deeper, I notice something feels missing. No clue what it is, nor do I give a fuck right now, so deeper I go. I get as deep as I can reach and then push a little harder. Then her annoying fucking phone lights up again. This time, it’s very dimly lit and there is no wallpaper. It’s just a black screen, actually hardly lit at all. Her screen looks cracked as hell. I didn’t notice the cracks last time. WAIT. Do they fucking say 3:33?
She gets a text and the phone lights up like normal. Looks like the text is from a Natas and the time says 5:57. Oh-shit-holy-fuck, I realize what the fuck is wrong with me. I’m still rolling face from last night, that’s why goddamn 3:33 is following me around. Fuck I wish I had milk to end this shit. Or even another half of E to getting it going again would work too.
Alright dude, back to the pussy. Quit tripping, you pussy. I’m completely inside her, fingering the hell out her with deep, strong hooks on her g-spot, and it’s the warmth… it’s the warm feeling of being inside a vagina that is missing. I’m not totally tripping. She feels cold. Cold as fucking hell itself. Is that a thing? Does she have something? Would it stop me if she did have something? Do I even give a shit or do I want to slide my cock in next? The more I try to make her cum before I feel like I’ve earned putting my dick in, and the closer it feels like she’s probably about to squirt (I think she squirted a bunch of times last night in the kitchen), the colder it’s getting. What the actual fuck. This can’t be normal.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/9mn1mw/who_the_fuck_is_named_natas_nsfwcreepy