There was blood every where, but we didn't take much notice.
Trevor continued to pump into me, his neck dripping blood on my body, and my own pooling on my tile floor.
The drowsiness enhanced the feeling of Trevor inside of me. I have never enjoyed sex as much as I did right now.
Sure I had fucked many other guys, but they just held me off until I could find a new one, thus repeating the process.
He rolled us over so that I was riding him. I ran my hands from the sides of his head and across the wound on his neck spreading blood on my fingers. I picked up my hand and placed the tip on my finger into my mouth to taste it.
What has gotten into me? This is fucking crazy. I shouldn't be enjoying this. This is absolutely sadistic....this is cannibalism.
But here I am, sucking his blood off my fingers and fucking him at the same time.
I felt the familiar build up, and it became so intense that I couldn't bear it any longer. Right as I climaxed, I leaned down to lick my little creation in Trevor's neck, but as soon as I tasted the rusty flavor, I instantly bit in. My bite was huge, covering his jugular, so when I pulled back, taking a large chunk of skin with me, the blood spewed and squirted like a small fountain.
This time the blood flow didn't decrease like earlier, in fact it became even more heavy, the puddle growing across my floor onto my carpet several feet away. I watched Trevor's eyes grow dull and lifeless as his blood drained. I felt no guilt, only the need to devour him.
So, I did.
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The Relay
HorrorCleo hates people. That is until she met Trevor at a relay. He exposes her to a whole new sexual world and releases her inner monster. Can she be controlled? WARNING! EXTREMELY GORY AND DISTURBING