I was shitfaced drunk but I could still feel it
I could still feel that wonderful sensation,pain and pleasure between my thighs.
I could still feel too plump round lips on each of my nipples sucking relentlessly.
Could still feel those same lips on my mouth kissing sucking nibbling and forging a war of dominance with my tongue to which they had won.
Could still hear them, feel them ,yearn for them even when I woke from that night with a splitting head ache and my cloths scattered all over the floor.
Yet i was safely tucked in bed as if the visitors I had, had who undoubtedly stole my virginity had cared enough to tuck me in.
But somehow I didn't feel as if I had been stolen from. I didn't feel the need to avenge my virginity and find the culprits who did it.
Did not feel the need to tell everyone that what happened to me last night was a drunken mistake and I would have never been able to give consent.
yearned for it, for them, for whoever those two men were last night that made me moan and squirm and thirst for more. And it was that thirst that got me into this mess.
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Thirst
VampireAnastasia Walton was a normal teenage girl. A Pristine, spick and span, good as gold teenage girl but normal nonetheless. Until one night,one night where Anastasia let herself go. One night that would change her life forever. Micheal and Mathew rar...
