The Sanguine Corruption

 ''I think I'm too orthodox to wander into such sexual anomalies with you, no offense, but I am "well-trained." Sheba said as she relaxed loosely on me. I let out a soft smile as I leisurely adored her perfect figure - I trailed my eyes through the entirety of her body as she lay half on me, my arms contained her slender shoulders, her hair rested on my chest and I beheld a thorough look of her boobs - Ummm, couldn't miss to take notice of those Queenly legs of hers; elegantly postured on the couch's remnant length.

I thought, as I beheld her elegance in my burning fury of lust; Nothing she could do, would upset my mood, not with all that charm. My thoughts have been enchanted, my feelings were uniform; pure lust and her body inspire cravings. I let down my right hand, feeling the bluntness of her skin with my palm - As my palm rubbed through her visible thighs in a soundless travel, my voice echoed in break of the silence that had ensued from our elated emotions. 

 "I was just thinking that we haven't done much, but when some group of persons think you are hitting on them for sex sake, it is an insult to your feelings - Do you even consider my horniness? I am not interested." I stopped, thinking of how to support whatever nonsense I just said. But whatever was  to happen, Sheba and I had developed this special connection that made me believe she would eventually succumb to my seductions.

She was silent. Surely because I made no sense or she heard not enough to comprehend. I began again:

''Baby" I pulled her closer, her lips  could touch my bare chest and my skin could feel her heavy breathing. "There  is this song playing on repeat in my head.'' I said, in the lowest tone, the lust for her slowly clouding my audibility.

''Tell me'' she readjusted, brushing her tongue tip through my chest to halt on my nipple. My cock hardened to press hard on her bare back. I gently pulled her lips off my nipples in protest of her trick.

''I have to recall the title - What I am trying to say is; before now , you had me playing love songs on repeat, just so I could reminisce on us with the lyrics''

''Uhmm''

''Yes, back to our initial talk, I'd love to go sanguine with you.''

''Will you tell me what it its like?"

''Just a taste of pain and pleasure, nothing you won't like - As far as I know"

"Mmmm, sounds intense."

"I am intense."

"I'm not shallow though, how painful? How pleasurable?"

I took my time to rehearse on her plea; if I become too specific, she may lose the thrill of it all. What was important? A compromise. Her query was a camouflaged acceptance, I needed not to give her specifications - So, I ignored her and started with creating the appropriate aura for going Sanguine; a long discussion to psych her adaptability to fetishism.

We readjusted on the couch - In the cool of the AC, our body heat kept us warm: Her butt was pressed to my cock, her back head rested on my chest, my legs entangled around her, to rest on her crotch region while I rubbed the heels of my foot smoothly within the length of her thighs and legs. I wound my arms around to cage her shoulders in an intense embrace, she readjusted again, this time, she guided my right leg to in-between her thighs, and readjusted again to push the heel of the foot to the end of the space in-between her thighs. In the AC's cold, I could feel the warmth of her pussy on my heel, so I rubbed it gently, steadily, like a pendulum, my foot brushed shivery on her pussy. She tweaked her hips and pushed them forth, grabbed my leg and guided the heel to her clitoris. I continued the brushing, with my arms strong around her, I took charge of her breasts. The energetic passions of the pleasuring engulfed me, and as she hungrily whined her hips and ground her clitoris all over the heel of my right foot, I grabbed her boobs in a rush of elation. I fondled them upwards as they were too big for my hands.

I sucked on her neck and even bit it, she giggled and retreated. I disentangled my legs from her body and she pulled closer to lap her entire back nakedness against my front nakedness. I detached my hold on her breasts and traced my hands softly through the invisible lines of her curves, following the V shaped line that led directly to her Inside. 

"Which finger does it better?" I breathed into her ear.

"Index or Mid..."

"Yes, Index" She murmured.

I retraced my left hand to take hold of her's. She stuck out the index and stretched over towards my face - I opened my mouth to take her index finger in, rolling my tongue around it and sucking on it as my right index continued the earlier motion, into her. Soaked by her waters, I slowly withdrew it to halt on her clit. I brushed swiftly on it, the wetness of the tip of my index made her clit slippery to my brushing, and as the wet dried, the clit stiffened, she whined and stuck her hips up in pleasure. I pulled her back and she slowly withdrew her index from my mouth. I pulled her back but she struggled to be free, I held her tightly:

"What is it?" 

"Let go" She moaned.

"Why?"

"Let's fuck"

I scoffed.

I traced my right hand back to her crotch, but she locked her thighs so I couldn't get to her inside. I ran my hands all over her thighs in a hasty caress. She struggled to free from my hold but I held her tightly, my cock hardening to press on her. I held my left hand around her and forcefully penetrated her thighs to get into her pussy. She moaned as my middle finger slid in immediately. I started throbbing, my middle finger buried in it's all, such that the palm rubbed on her clit as I fingered her slow but deep. Rolling my finger in motion inside of her, I let my thumb to rest on her clit as I drilled her. Her waters increased with each giving, her hips whined in pleasure but yet she tightened her thighs as I fingered her, locking my fingers and hand in between her thighs. Yet she moaned, while she protested to be let go. Her fight made me hard.

"Please stop" She moaned.

"Babe, stop the tease, please" She moaned again. But when I made to withdraw my hand from her pussy, she wouldn't let me, she tightened and entangled her thighs to lock my hand, so I continued to finger her. And then I pulled her closer with my free hand, she spun her neck to take my lips. We started kissing, while I fingered her, while she whined and tightened her thighs around my hand, while she moaned into my mouth as I kissed all her moaning in.

"Let's do it." I breathed into her mouth. She tweaked her hips as I hit and rubbed a turn on spot in her pussy. She whined again and held my hand with her two, while I thought she was going to let go, she held my hand tight and tweaked her hips into the air as I hit that spot again. I continued to stroke my middle finger in the waters of her vagina.

"Yess, please, do it."

"It's Sanguine babe, I will need your composure."

"Please, let's fuck, stop teasing me."

With that, we disengaged and I guided her to lay flat on the couch on her belly. I started with gentle rubs and semi massages, fondling and breathing through every inch of her from her neat toes to her shoulders. She giggled and giggled as I did, and gradually her giggles became desperate moans as I started to put oil lotion on her. Her body became slippery, and sensitive to almost all my touches. Caressing and rubbing her slippery body had her so so wet from intense moans. I set her body well, her thighs very much oily, and her pussy dripping from her own waters, so that when I got on to penetrate her from behind like that, my cock went in straight. I knelt my right knee on the couch, and my left was half stood on the bare, her butt between both of my legs, my cock fully buried in her wet pussy, I grabbed on her waist with both hands, keeping it firm and at place, I started to feed her insides with heavy strokes. She moaned nonstop, I knew she had craved for it for long. To have my dick fully in her. I grabbed both butts and fondled and pressed them with such hardness that I could feel her butt muscles crumbling in my pressure as I stroke her.

I kept hitting her hard and harder, her waters gushing and reducing as I pumped it all out. My body had become corrupted with the oils on hers, I laid on-top of her with all my weight, traced my hands to her waist and held them firmly as I continued to stroke her deeply. She moaned more, and I retraced my left hand to hold her by the neck. She spun to meet my face for an intense kiss that made her drying pussy to become wet again. I continued to stroke her; holding firmly on a side of her curves, with a gentle neck grab and an intense kiss we recharged our passions and I could feel her satisfaction near. 

We quickly switched position to reverse missionary.  She rode me with such inexperience that had me coming fast. I quickly revealed the erotic pierce from the close-by table. I held her waist to halt the riding;

"This is it, are you ready? Love?"

"Too late to decide, No?"

I scoffed and passed the pierce to her. I could feel her vaginal muscles contracting as my cock head jerked now and then in protest of our few seconds of inactivity. I beckoned her to drill my lower lip vermilion as I was below her. I stuck it out to reveal the point she was to drill. My taste buds sent the signal of blood as soon as she ran the point of the device across the length of my lower vermilion. She passed it to me and I drilled hers as well. Then I flung the pierce to the floor and took Sheba's lips into an intense kissing filled with exchanges of blood and orgasmic energies as we both climax in the peak of our blood sex. My stroking from below became weak, her pussy became filled with my semen, my dick and thighs soaked of her  rivers, my body oiled from her's. And she came down, and laid beside me, kissing my lips hungrily as I kissed her's as well. The taste of our specific bloods indiscernible as they have become one.

"So." Sheba breathed, her face rested on my chest.

"So?"

"What is the sanguine in all these?"

"Uh, I'm not sure, maybe it's not an obvious ritual but we can go deeper...."

"Is this some sort of tricky oath that I'm not aware of?"

"Seriously?"

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