Navora Corvin. That was her name, a name she doesn't recognize. A name that has a history. History that's dark and ominous. A name; that stains war, blood, pain, and love. Her mother and father. Legionaries, forgotten in the wind. Their blood; was s...
~~~~~~~~~~~Warning small spice is coming up~~~~~~~~~~~
EYES WIDE OPEN.
Sweat dripping down her forehead as she looks around her room, "It was a dream. It felt so real, too real." The sky was partly sunny outside her bedside window as the clouds cover the tall trees like a blanket. Boxes litter the floor reminding her that she didn't finish unpacking. With a groan, she laid back down with her eyes closed Letting her mind wander, from their previous home until now.
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After some taking a minute to think about their short-lived homes. Her mind couldn't not wounder to the previous dream she had a couple of minutes ago, "I still can't get over it, it felt so real..and so good." As if on cue her body tingled with small electric shocks, "I've had sex dreams before, all the same, or new. But not like this. The usual can't see shit is normal, but the touching, the groping...the sucking." Her cut tingled with the thought of it. Pulling the covers off, She looked at her beast as they seem heavy and perky.
Groping them she let out a smallmoan, "Damn, what time was it.?" Looking at the nightstand, the clock read; "8:09 am." Today I have school. Being the newbie at a new school sucks ass. especially if your dropping in the middle of the trimester." People are either hawking at you, whispering about you, or simply trying to get into your business. "Ugh, it's so tiring I swear." Giving them a little pinch, a jot of shock spread through her body, and a moan left her mouth. Looking down, She notice her panties were soaked. Taking them off and throw them across the room to the laundry hamper.
Checking the door to make sure it's locked. She laid back down, repositioning into a comfortable spot. "Dame, I'm already wet," thinking about them, her bodyheat up and heart pound loudly in her ear. sliding a finger between her lips a small moanescape, "This will only take a minute and then I'll get dressed." Satisfied with that though. She attended to her needs, thinking about the group of mysterious people from her dream.
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Pissed and uncomfortable. That's all she felt, "Curse those dream people, they have done something to my body! My suspicions say so." She knows they are only imaginations of the brain, probably from frustration build-up. But, her gut tills her otherwise.
Thirty minutes. Thirty long-ass pent-up sexual frustration as She tried to find relief. She've tried everything. From fingering to vibrating, and pinching. Nothing worked. Nothing. Tears swelled up in her eyes when realization hits. She wasn't going to be blessed with a relief. Clit overly sensitive from having the vibrator on high, and from the pinching and rubbing. "Oh God, why me." She whimpered as she climbed into her minicooper. Thoughts about calling up to the school telling them she wasn't feeling well. But, then David wouldn't be happy about it or allow it.
