She was thirteen when she first did it. It was a hot April afternoon and she was sitting alone in her backyard. He had been watching her everyday from the street across. He sighed and then walked towards her. She had always been smitten by him. He swirled her around and took her in his arms . Her body melted in his strong arms. She looked around , as if to make sure they were alone. They walked in.
She came out in an hour sweltering with heat. Her face flushed red. Her body shivering with pain, with fear, with joy. Something in her had been lost, but she didn't mind it. She had enjoyed it, savored it to the very end of it.
Years passed and with every year that went her thirst grew bigger . Her yearning more vivid. She would moan in the dark. The cravings howled. Her hunger itched.She lusted him hysterically. She knew he could appease her. Bring her to calm, but she had not seen him for years. She didn't know if he was still around.
But she needed her thirst to be quenched soon. Her crave had to be tamed. She was desperate.
She decided to take a walk down the road. Thought the fresh breeze may help her forget her desires. Overcome them, and then just then she saw him standing down the lane. He looked younger and tender, untouched and fresh. The desires rose up again. This time stronger and steamy. She smiled at him. He smiled back. She knew she had her kill. She led him to her lair, where she devoured on his flesh.Quenching her thirst, leaving her ecstatic. She was strong. Her body fuller, her soul complete.
Days passed into months and months into years. Everyday a new man she chose, a stronger partner each day. It was during one of these days , she met him . He was different from the others. Stronger, smarter and experienced. He knew the thirst. He had , had similar wants, only stronger.
He was now the hunter, devouring on her. Feeding her fantasies , erotically. Leaving her begging for more.
She was no longer the beast, but just his toy. He satiated her pleasures, assaulted them sometimes. Her desires were no longer strong . Her body assailed to his desires. She was weak, physically. Ecstatic though. He was the bitter sweetness of her life, or what was left of it.
Her body flaked under his as he passionately feasted on it leaving her crying for mercy. She was thirteen once again, only this time she knew what was lost.
She came out in an hour sweltering with heat. Her face flushed red. Her body shivering with pain, with fear, with joy. Something in her had been lost, but she didn't mind it. She had enjoyed it, savored it to the very end of it.
Years passed and with every year that went her thirst grew bigger . Her yearning more vivid. She would moan in the dark. The cravings howled. Her hunger itched.She lusted him hysterically. She knew he could appease her. Bring her to calm, but she had not seen him for years. She didn't know if he was still around.
But she needed her thirst to be quenched soon. Her crave had to be tamed. She was desperate.
She decided to take a walk down the road. Thought the fresh breeze may help her forget her desires. Overcome them, and then just then she saw him standing down the lane. He looked younger and tender, untouched and fresh. The desires rose up again. This time stronger and steamy. She smiled at him. He smiled back. She knew she had her kill. She led him to her lair, where she devoured on his flesh.Quenching her thirst, leaving her ecstatic. She was strong. Her body fuller, her soul complete.
Days passed into months and months into years. Everyday a new man she chose, a stronger partner each day. It was during one of these days , she met him . He was different from the others. Stronger, smarter and experienced. He knew the thirst. He had , had similar wants, only stronger.
He was now the hunter, devouring on her. Feeding her fantasies , erotically. Leaving her begging for more.
She was no longer the beast, but just his toy. He satiated her pleasures, assaulted them sometimes. Her desires were no longer strong . Her body assailed to his desires. She was weak, physically. Ecstatic though. He was the bitter sweetness of her life, or what was left of it.
Her body flaked under his as he passionately feasted on it leaving her crying for mercy. She was thirteen once again, only this time she knew what was lost.
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