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“C’mon,” she laughed as she skipped quickly away from his outstretched hands, “It will be fun!”
“Aw really? It’s cold and damp there. Let’s go to mine and we can have comfortable fun” he chased after her but couldn’t catch her, he’d had a few beers already and they had gone straight to his head. She danced tantalisingly close to his grasp but like a will o’ the wisp she had gone before his fingers closed. He stumbled on.
She’d approached him in the bar, which frankly was unheard of no one of the opposite sex ever came to speak to him. He’d been as cool as he could manage, trying to pass the occurrence off as a regular thing, just so he didn’t seem as desperate as he really was. A few drinks later and they had moved to the darkened corner where the booths were situated next to the fire escape. They’d made out a little and even through the booze he was almost bursting from his jeans he was so hard. She’d let him slip a hand under her tiny T shirt and he’d caressed her firm young breasts. She was cold to the touch but he wasn’t surprised he didn’t see how anyone could stay warm with just a pair of cut off denims shorts and flimsy shirt in this weather. He didn’t care though he already had visions of warming her up. She suggested they go elsewhere so they could have ‘some real fun.’
That’s why he was heading towards the cemetery, chasing after the nymph who had enticed him from the warm bar and its comforting beer. He wasn’t a violent man but he thought when he did eventually get to her he would fuck her hard for making him run all the way.
Ahead of him she had stopped dead in the glow of the street lights. The broken wrought iron gates of the old cemetery were directly in front of her; just visible through the crumbling stone archway were the teetering headstones of the long dead. She turned her head and smiled at him,
“You can do anything you like to me” she said before running through the dilapidated portal and disappearing in the gloom.
“Awww man, c’mon!” he said in frustration but he followed none the less. Once past the gates, the chill seemed to increase and he pulled his leather jacket tighter to him and shivered a little.
“Hey where are you?” he shouted out. There was no response, he slowed his pace down as the ground was uneven and he didn’t want to fall.
“I’m gonna fuck you six ways to Sunday when I find you” a sudden sound to his left made him start. He stopped and peered into the darkness.
“Boo!” the sound came from behind him as two lithe arms wrapped around his neck. He jumped in fright and felt that momentary flood of heat and then cold as his nerves settled back down.
“Ah you little bitch you scared me” he turned and grabbed her. She didn’t try to move away but stayed in his arms. He was taller than her by a good foot and easily doubled her weight. They distant street lights caught her eyes as tiny dots as she looked up at him. Her lips parted slightly as she craned upwards to kiss him. He responded by pulling her cool body in closer and covered her tiny mouth with his as they locked together. He could taste the alcohol on his own breath but a sweet undefinable flavour came from her mouth. It wasn’t unpleasant but he couldn’t place it.
His erection once more came back with a vengeance and the tiny woman could feel it too as she fumbled with the front of his jeans. Moment later he felt the cold night air around his groin as his cock had been released. Her small hand rubbed along the length and suddenly she dropped to a crouch and engulfed him in her mouth. He didn’t know what to do with his hands so they moved from his hips to his jacket pockets and finally he rested one on her head and she slid back and forth. The warm saliva was dripping from her chin as she continued the assault on him. He knew he was going to come too quickly if this continued, so he pulled away from her. Her hands grabbed his hips and pulled him back on to her with a strength he didn’t expect.
“Don’t I’ll come if you carry on, you’re so hot” he said as an explanation. She released him but slid her teeth along his shaft as she removed her mouth.
“Ow” she just giggled and moved to one of the flat stone caskets. She hitched up her little skirt and deftly flicked her panties down her legs and off. Her white skin almost seemed to glow in the ambient light and though he could not see details clearly he could see she had a full thatch of pubic hair. He didn’t think anything of it some women shaved some didn’t. He moved towards her and was rewarded with her hand grasping him and guiding him into her. He braced one hand on the cold stone and one supporting her back and began to fuck her hard, just as he’d promised. She moaned in pleasure and her breathing was becoming ragged and she squirmed about on his manhood. He moans become higher pitched and closer together. He quickened his pace in response to her.
“I’m coming” she cried as her head arched right back showing him the white neck and the two hard points of her nipples standing firmly out through the t-shirt. He leaned back and put both hands on her waist and slowed his rhythm down. Job done he thought, I can take my time. He looked down and could make out his cock ploughing in and out of her. He knew he was going come soon but kept his pace slower. Moments later he felt the urge rushing forward.
“Oh God yes!” he cried out. The woman sat upright and her head nestled into his neck. Just as he pushed into her and came he felt a sharp stab in his neck, then ecstasy. His orgasm seemed to drift into slow motion every contraction and spurt of semen took on a surreal quality of pleasure. He was sure he called out three or four times during his climax. The sharp pain had reduced to a dull throb as finally when he stopped moving, he remained inside her. Breathing heavy he tried to move but her legs had wrapped around him and her arms were around his shoulders. The pain in his neck was growing.
“Hey don’t give me a love bite, I’m not a teenager” he said but she didn’t respond. He tried to push her off but couldn’t. He began to panic.
“Get the fuck off me!” he shouted and thrashed around trying to lever off her embrace.
“Shit, shit, shit!” he called out “Help!” She finally let go of him and she staggered backwards, his flaccid member still hanging out of his jeans. She looked at him and he saw a flash of long teeth in her mouth and trickle of dark fluid run from her lips. He paused for a second and then started running towards the gates. A hand fell onto his shoulder and gripped his jacket he shrugged out of it and ran until he thought his lungs would burst. Finally stopping by a lamp post he leaned forward and retched. He was sweating and scared but he was alive. A tentative feel on his neck and he was bruised and there were two tiny holes.
“What a freak” he said to himself, looking around there was no one nearby. He shivered in the cold and spying a pub down the road checked his pocket for his wallet, relived it was still there he set off for some warmth and beer.
“At least she didn’t rob me he thought”
Two streets away a young woman wearing a leather jacket that way too big for her perched on a bar stool and smiled at the middle aged man next to her.
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