Yes! I am a raging bitch! I like things rough, hard and fast. I flash my tits at other drivers. I fuck bartenders with a whole club full of drunk bikers watching. I fuck total strangers. I drink. I get high. I ride my bike as fast as I can. I seduce my cop friend and get him to perform perverse sexual acts that could get him fired under the morals clause of his contract. I actively seek out married men to fuck and when I do get one I push him to take chances that’ll get him caught by his wife. I’ve even testified on the wife’s behalf at divorce hearing. I blaspheme and do everything I can to sin and break commandments at every turn. Specially if it shames and irritates my uptight, vanilla, bible thumping, mormon brainwashed idiot family members.
And yet with all those things I never actually thought of myself as evil. Bad yes. But because I want to be bad. I enjoy being bad. It’s the life I like. And fuck anyone else who doesn’t like it. But then I have THAT dream!
I have it 3 or 4 times a year. And then I think about it for another 3 or4 days after I had it. I dunno why I have it. It’s erotic as fuck and I wake up wet and breathless every time I have it. But it is super mega extreme! It’s not anything I would really do. But somehow my sweet little imagination likes to go there sometimes.
It starts with me on top pf a guy riding his cock. It’s not always the same guy. Sometimes it’s someone I’ve fucked recently. Sometimes it’s a guy from my past. Sometimes it’s a guy I never saw before. But he’s always plowing his cock deep into my wet throbbing cunt while I ride him towards the gates of heaven. That’s when the dream turns really wild!!
He’s laying there under me holding his throat exposed. I started grinding my pussy on his cock even harder as I reached up with my right had and slipped a hidden knife out of my hair. I hold my breath and lash out. The little razor sharp blade cuts through the flesh of his throat perfectly. The cut is wide and deep and it opens up like gruesome jack-in-the-box.
That’s when I get it. The ultimate physical pleasure! The arterial spray from his severed throat showers me in his living blood. I feel his cock go limp inside me as he struggles underneath me. But it’s too late for him to do anything.
My naked body ends up covered in the blood that sprays from the slice across his neck. I run my hands all over my body rubbing the blood into my skin. It’s hot and thick. The taste and the smell brings me to orgasm. I grunt out loud when I cum. I rub blood over my clit and into my pussy mixing it with my juices. It’s a sweet savory taste and I suck it hard off of my fingers.
When my orgasm faded he is still laying there dead between my thighs. I can feel my skin tightening as the coating of blood that covers me began to dry. When I get off him and walk out of the room the dream stops. In the morning I wake up in a dried puddle of pussy juice knowing full well that I really did cum while I was sleeping. Fucking weird way to get a great orgasm. But then again so is riding my motorcycle 90mph down I-95 in that place that has all those great bumps. Oh well who gives a shit. I get mine. And that’s all that really counts.
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