THIRSTY DESIRE [M/F]

# THIRSTY DESIRE

^(This is a work of fiction and does not endorse any form of sexual assault or violence. Any sexual activity and behavior portrayed in this story are consensual and performed by adults.)

As she walked home from the bar, she could feel someone following her. She quickened her pace, but the footsteps behind her matched hers, growing louder and closer. Suddenly, a hand grabbed her by the shoulder, and she turned around to face him.

He was handsome, with piercing blue eyes that looked like they were about to burst with tears. “Please,” he begged, “let me come home with you. I need you.”

Something about the desperation in his voice made her say yes, and she led him to her apartment. As soon as they were inside, he pressed her against the wall and kissed her deeply, his hands exploring every inch of her body. She moaned as he slipped a hand down her pants, feeling the wetness between her legs.

Suddenly, he pulled away and took a step back, his eyes flickering with a strange intensity. “I want to drink your blood,” he said, his voice low and urgent.

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Categorized as Erotica

SAD GIRL [F/M] [FEMDOM] [INFIDELITY] [PUNISHMENT] [SAD EROTICA]

# S A D G I R L

She stood on the steps of her apartment building, dressed in her favorite oversized shirt and cutoff shorts. He had left her there, alone, once again. She knew he was off with his family, pretending like she didn’t exist. But she didn’t care. She liked her neighborhood, her gun, and her little car.

She was his girl and would protect him, no matter what. As she walked down the street, her gun tucked securely in her waistband, she couldn’t help but feel a little sexy. She knew her power over him and how he looked at her when she pulled out her gun. It was a thrill she couldn’t resist.

She hopped into her little car and drove down the street, the wind blowing through her hair. She loved the way it felt like she was invincible. She pulled into an empty parking lot and waited. She knew he would come back eventually.

And when he did, she was ready. They climbed into the back of her car, his hands fumbling with her cutoff shorts as she pulled up her oversized shirt. She wanted him to see her, to really see her, but he never did. He always left her wanting more.