Thirst And Temptation

Lazarus, My Dark Prince Of Thirst And Temptation 

I woke in darkness—silk beneath me, music in the walls. No windows, no clocks. Just the heavy hum of something ancient that still lingered in the air… and on my skin. Accompanied by a Thirst And Temptation that ached to be quenched. He sat nearby, shirtless, still, watching me like a storm waiting to return. “You slept,” he said, voice smooth and low, “like something reborn.”

I sat up, slowly, every inch of me aching. “Was I?” As I spoke, the Thirst And Temptation grew, drying my mouth completely. He didn’t answer. Just stood—barefoot, quiet, predatory. He brought a goblet to my lips. The liquid shimmered amber, thick and warm. Not wine. Not human. The Thirst And Temptation took over.

Then I drank. Thirst And Temptation

And it moved through me—a slow burn that kissed my veins, lit my bones. This did not quench the Thirst And Temptation; instead intensified it. “What was that?” I asked, my voice foreign in my own throat. “Your bloodline,” he said. “A gift. A curse. A covenant.” His fingers traced my shoulder. Not tendered—claimed. “You’re more than what you think. Not prey. Instead of a gate, that Thirst And Temptation is a calling.”

My body hummed in answer, but my mind tried to catch up. “A gate to what, the Thirst And Temptation, calling to whom?” “To everything they tried to bury,” he said. “To every truth that frightened them. The calling back to whom you belong, me”. “You’ve opened it now,” he added, eyes glowing dark gold. “They’ll feel it.” 

“Who will?” He smiled then, faint, fanged, and dangerous. “Every last one of them.” Immediately, I understand, for a while, the thirst And temptation were hard to contain. Lazarus helped me when he was near. Unfortunately, when he wasn’t, I was rabid; no one was safe.

As a young college coed, most would stay indoors — not me. After not long, every evening you’d find me on Bourbon Street stalking my next victim. The Thirst And Temptation was my only motivation, driving factor. Lazarus was often gone. When he was near, he’d feed me from his veins, which calmed the fire. Still, the distance and time made our time together so much more gratifying. We both enjoyed public sex; it attracts a crowd. One particular night, we felt pretty frisky. It was the end of the night, and the Thirst And Temptation took over. 

I Shivered With Thirst And Temptation

“The bar just let out, think of how many we can drain,” I smile wickedly. “Your wish is my command, fae, tell me just what would you like?” As he brushes his thumb across my lips. “Take me right here, for them all to see,” I gasp through the Thirst And Temptation. “On your knees,” he demands Alas, I oblige, kneeling on the hard cobblestone. Then he quickly whips out his partially erect cock. So I can begin sucking, really he loudly fucked my face. While I do, I hear that some bystanders are already taking notice. He’s now fully erect.

Next, he rips me up by my hair and spins me around. Then he grips my arms behind my back, pushing my panties to the side. My body buzzes with excitement as the thirst And temptation intensify, as I watch more gather around us. As he shoves his massive member inside of me, I gasp, taken aback. Although I take a lot of cock, he still deliciously stretches my tight little coed pussy every time. I breathlessly take every single inch he gives me. Especially because I never know which time will be the last. As my walls grip around the smooth hard length of his cock, I breathlessly moan. Meanwhile, my mouth is dry, and the Thirst And Temptation take over.

There are four very intrigued gentlemen intently watching

“Oh fuck, this nice warm sweet pussy, it’s so tight around my fat cock, I wonder if any of these guys can fill you up like I can’t, what do you think?” he calls out to me and the crowd as he spanks my ass, firmly using my clasped hands as reigns. “Uhh uhh” as I shake my head no, looking into the crowd. The Thirst And Temptation threaten to suffocate me. “After I finish, maybe I’ll share, I’m a nice guy after all, be careful she does bite,” with a slight laugh, still the showman. “You like watching me get My Holy Hole stretched by strangers, don’t you, baby?” I ask.

Finally, he releases my wrists, gripping both my ass cheeks, shoving his full length into me, as I feel his long hard cock pump my pussy full. “Come on over, boys, this one has a holy hole. She’s a slut for a crowd stuff all her holes, who’s ready?” He questions the crowd as he gives my ass one last spank. He doesn’t even finish pulling out — when I look up, eyes locked on you. That Thirst And Temptation still raging. So you’re stepping in or just watching?

First in line…lucky you.

Let’s see you pull that punisher out of your pants. As you near the Thirst and Temptation is unbearable. You pull down my thong, then lift my dress to expose my bottom half fully. As you slide your cock with ease feeling the warmth and wetness of my already coated walls. You slide your thumb harshly into my tight little asshole. I do love a good stretch. Especially when double penetration is involved. Even though I try to moan, the Thirst And Temptation leave me breathless. You rail my pussy hard — so HARD. Obviously competing with the pounding you just watched Lazarus give my pussy.

Call me, The Mistress of Phone Sex, and I’ll whisper what I let the next one do to my soaked, stretched-out holes — while Lazarus watched. I promise you’ll cum before I finish.

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