Ronda: Let's part-ay
From Create Your Own Story
The awkwardness of the situation soon dissipates in the alcohol fumes. Angelika reveals herself to be a really funny girl. She talks about her first year at college in NY, about all the interesting people she met there, about the wonderful shows and expositions she got to see. The bourbon is rapidly gone. Dustin leaves for the kitchen to get the bottle of gin, the tonic and the lemons.
"Have you ever kissed a girl?"
Angelika's questions takes off guard.
"Well no, I never got the chance, why?"
"Cause I have recently tried it and it's fucking great." Angelika says smiling at you.
The conversation is cut short with Dustin coming back. "So girls, who wants a gin tonic?"
"MEEE" you say in unison with Angelika.
The party moves on in the night. Angelika's question has woken up your horniness. You can't stop looking at Dustin.
Angelika finishes her glass, turns up the volume of the music and stands on the small living room table.
"Frankly guys, I want your honest opinion. Do you think I'm hot?" she says dancing lasciviously.
Her round ass, only covered by the black fabric of her panties, moves to the rhythm of the African drums. The view of this juvenile woman dancing on your table makes you wet your own panties.
"Fuck yeah your hot" you hear Dustin say. Turning to him you give him a mean look but you can't stop yourself from thinking that he's totally right. She's absolutely hot.
You finish your own drink and stand on the table dancing with Angelika.
"How about me? Do you think I'm hot, guys?" You ask.
The teenager moves closer to you. She starts rubbing her ass against your legs as if it was a dancing pole. She turns around, grabs your ass with her tiny hands and looks into your eyes. The contact of her hands, the tension in the air, her smile, something, you don't really know what, something makes you hotter by the second.
You grab her head, caressing her red hair, and draw her closer to you. The kiss is intense. A long passionate yet shy kiss. She tastes like cottoncandy but she's cold, so cold...
You can feel her erected nipples rubbing against your's through the fabric of your dress.
When you withdraw a string of saliva remain between her lips and yours for a second before vanishing.
Dustin is totally stunned. You are too actually but you continue moving to the rhythm of the music. Angelika is looking at you. It's as if you could hear her telling you. "Why don't you dance for us? Would you do that for us?". You nod your head.
The music is filling you. Each beat rolls over your body.
Angelika takes off her night shirt, revealing a pair of beautiful round tits. She sits next to Dustin.
The music wraps you. You can feel every drum inside you. Your cunt is dripping. You smile as the first orgasm takes over you.
Angelika and Dustin are making out on the couch. As they kiss her tiny hand rubs the back of his neck while his hands are foraging into her panties. Her chest goes up and down following the rhythm of Dustin finger.
You can't stop dancing, you're feeling exhausted but you can't stop. With your own hand down your pants you frantically move.
Angelika is down on her knees. Dustin shaft is down her throat and your finger are down your cunt. Dustin's look crosses yours, he seems happy, yet something is wrong. He gasps of surprise. His hands reach for Angelika's hair pulling her away from his dick. You can't see what is happening but soon Angelika is back between Dustin's legs sucking with loud sticky noises. His eyes close. Angelika stops sucking, impales herself on Dustin shaft kisses her writs and stick it under his nose. Between their legs you can see the couch's fabric covered in reddish liquid. Dustin doesn't react at first but soon he's grabbing Angelika's wrist as if his life depend on it.
You reach your second orgasm panting with the beginning of the new song new song.
Angelika turns to you she's covered in your man's blood. She stands on the table where you greet her with the grunts of your third orgasm.One of her fingers slides into your asshole. Her fangs pierce the soft skin of your neck. You drift away. You had a good life. Your undeath will be greater.
