chapter14

Emily lounged on the bed in her weekend armor—sheer black blouse sheer enough to tease double belly piercings and constellation tattoo edges, black leather skirt zipped tight over tramp stamp, gladiator heels strapping her calves high. Makeup flawless: dark red lips glossy, heavy mascara, black eyeliner sharp, eyeshadow smoky, blush pink-flushed. Alex stood naked before her, shaved groin smooth, tight circumcision scar proud—fishy scent wafting manly.

"CFNM tonight," she commanded, voice vamp husky. "Me clothed queen, you naked toy. Kneel." He obeyed, cock twitching. She spread legs under skirt, pussy's fishy tang blooming. "Blowjob my way—clothed femdom, savoring your cut meat. Remember the foreskin cannibalism? Sexual benefits explode femininity."

Alex knelt, eyes up. She gripped hair, guiding to her lips. "Eating your foreskin? Ultimate power rush—swallowing manly flesh, blood's metallic tang mixing salt like cum's fishy burst. Tastes equal: blood warm-coppery, flesh soft-chewy—both elixirs fueling my goddess high. Enhances femininity hardcore: primal huntress devouring lover's essence, bonding us blood-deep. Pussy drips wilder post-feast—hormones spike, wetness flows freer. Makes me ultra-woman: curves commanding, scents owning the room."

Lips engulfed him—clothed contrast hot, blouse brushing his chest as she bobbed dominant. Tongue ring reamed the scar, "graphic cut spot—blade sliced your skin free, blood beading while I chewed raw." Deep throated, heels digging bed for leverage, skirt riding up fishy wetness. "Cannibal perks? Heightens sensitivity for you—post-eat, your cock throbs hypersensitive. For me, feminine peak: bloodlust equals cum-thirst, both making breath reek primal, tattoos carry the tang."

He groaned, hips bucking naked vulnerability. She edged—pull-back slaps on smooth balls. "Taste your manly flesh memory—equal to swallowing loads, both nourishing my slutty vamp soul." Faster, throat gagging him deep—clothed power absolute.

Tension peaked. "Feed me, boytoy." Spurt after rope—salty fishy flood. Swallowed graphic, gulping loud, not spitting—breath reeking potent blood-cum echo. Pulled off smirking, lipstick smeared on his shaft. "Devoured—flesh or cum, my feminine throne."

Pulled him between clothed thighs, skirt hiked—night hers, scents fused.