Full Moon/Erotica,18+
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My urges were intensifying as the sun retreated into the night. I was packing my bags to make the trek to my cabin, only two hours away in Fall Creek. I was panicking because I was supposed to leave earlier in the day. But my mom had a minor accident, and as her only son, I had to be there. It was a kindle of flame starting to warm the insides of my stomach. Soon, it would be an inferno wrapping around my body. The full moon was always a bad time for me, ever since last October. When I had that blackout during the trail run. One minute I was running into the dusk, and the next I saw a black wolf eyeing me from behind an aspen tree. What happened next, I can't remember. Every time I try, my mind just goes blank. I pushed the thought aside and started taking my bags downstairs. I had all the lights off in my house ,and it was only candles lit. I loved the smell of apples and pumpkin in the Fall. My phone dinged on the marble kitchen counter, and I went over to look. It was sent invisibly, so I had to brush the image to see it. It was you, in a red thong, your hourglass shape instantly sent a shock through my body. The text said “I'm on my way” with a kissing face emoji.
NO, no, this is so bad ,why tonight? . I could feel the throbbing starting in the back of my head. It's like a deep pounding echoing right down my spine. Is it getting hot in here? I went over to the sink and frantically grabbed a cup. Filling it with cold water, I drank it in two gulps. Is it destiny that pulls me towards you? It's like I'm a magnet and I just can't help but be next to you. But no, not tonight, I grabbed my bags to take out to the car. Each one was weighing a ton because it had my chains inside. Trust me, if you've seen the things I'm capable of when the moon rises all the way. You would understand the chains, the leather collar, and the mouth gag. As I opened the door, you were standing there, that red thong sneaking out of your leather leggings. You always made me feel this way.
As if I needed to be around you to feel whole. You took one finger and pushed me back inside. “May I come in? ” you asked. Your voice slicing the air with desire. The light from the candles was reflecting off your face, showing different sides of you. One was the woman you showed in public, the other was the one you only showed me. “I have to go,” I murmured, walking back to the door. Or maybe I was walking right into you. I wish I were stronger, but this feeling inside me was taking over. The kindle was reaching its second stage, and I was helpless to stop it. I walked up to you and kissed you on the forehead, “Maybe tomorrow,” I said, staring into your red eyes. You smiled, and I caught a glimpse of fangs behind the lipstick. “Baby, please,” you moaned, standing on your tippy toes to kiss me. It was soft at first, and I could feel my heart beating faster. It felt like it was about to bust out my chest into a thousand pieces.
I leaned into you, dropping the bags and taking you into my arms. Your tongue slipped into my mouth, savory and inviting mine to come forth. I pulled back and took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. Looking outside, I could see the sky getting darker, and the moon was steadily rising. It was so perfect; I couldn't look away. The throbbing was all over my body now, and I was feeling an unsatiated hunger. My throat was burning, and I felt like I couldn't talk. It took all my energy to mutter “yes”. Taking a step back to let you in, I felt primal, conflicted, and ready for whatever. You closed the door and walked over to me, taking off your black band shirt, throwing it into the corner. You were only wearing this fishnet shirt with no bra. Your breasts were like the perfect size, and I wanted my mouth on them, “my band had this huge fight today, it's so irritating when Brittney makes decisions for the group without talking it over first,” you said, sauntering towards me. “It's like fuck everybody, I'm the leader…. . But bitch you not.. ”
You continued, rolling your eyes. My mind was racing; I wanted to move, but I was still frozen in your gaze. You leaned by my ear and whispered, “I need you to fuck me so hard I forget what a shitty day I've had. You bit my earlobe, then licked my face with your long tongue. I grabbed you tight, wrapping my arms around you. “Baby, you don't know how bad I want you,” I said, kissing her again. But this time, more passionately, I started filling her up. I knew my transformation was going to happen at any moment now. But I just didn't give a fuck anymore. I needed to be inside her. This hunger has to be fed. She looked so good. I ripped her shirt where her nipples were and started sucking, moving my tongue around them in circular motions. She moaned so seductively that it activated me even more. My fangs were starting to come out, and the veins in my hands were bulging. I stood up, and it was as if I were 2 feet taller. “Come here,” I said, my voice getting deeper.
I took her over to the couch, taking a moment to light the fireplace with the remote control. We were back in each other's arms, tearing our clothes off until nothing was left. I was kissing from your neck down to your navel, then licking down to your coochie. But I stopped right above it. Looking up at you, I said, “I love you. ” And you sat up and kissed me, and repeated it back to me before lying back down. My senses were heightened, and the smell of you was intoxicating . The scent flew through my body like a drug, erupting my lust. I kissed around your pussy, teasing you, before I dived all the way. You would inch your body to my mouth, begging for me to eat it. Right when you couldn't take it anymore, I started licking you up and down. It was so much white cream; I tasted every drop of you. My muscles were pumping out and getting bigger. I put your clit in my mouth and sucked lightly, while still moving my tongue around in circles. With my other hand, I started fingering you with two fingers. Your body was convulsing, and you exploded right on my taste buds.
I stood up and went over to my bag, taking out the gag and one of the handcuffs. You sat curiously watching me with a look that said you still wanted more. Walking back towards you, I said “open,” holding the gag out. You surrendered yourself to me just as I submitted myself to you. I tied the gag and put the handcuffs on your wrist. Then, I put you back onto the couch. I put your legs on my shoulders. “Are you ready? ” I asked, holding my veiny dick right by your pussy. You couldn't speak, so you had to nod your head in approval. I went in slowly and deeply. Filling every inch of your walls with love. I never felt so good in my life; I felt nirvana. We fucked raw, deep, and passionately for one hour, ending with you shaking in my arms and me cumming inside you. A beast forever howling into the night at the full moon.
