Helen: High

From Create Your Own Story

It’s been quite a while since you last had weed. A few months back you got tired of the constant low you used to live in as you were a pretty heavy smoker and moved on towards more social, party oriented drugs. For old times sake and Gerardo’s dick you’re ready to make an exception.

The Mexican dealer takes out a bang from his bag an prepares the first shot. You inhale the blue smoke. The burn sensation on your throat and lungs makes you cough. For a moment your environement becomes cristal clear before the drugs pull you into the comfortable arms of Maria. Gerardo follows you. You start talking about silly things, life, death, politics whatever comes to mind. A long time passes.

Some kind of turmoil downstairs pulls you and Gerardo out of your reverie.

You feel like going downstairs and investigates but Gerardo prepares another bang and off you go on a deeper high. Deeper high… hi hi hi. You start laughing stupidly. Gerardo follows you once again.

The door opens. A man wearing a hooded sweatshirt enters the room. In his wake you recognize Claudia and Elvira.

For a moment you panic, you clumsily try to hide the bong, but only manage to spill the smelly water on the carpet. You know that Elvira is totally against drugs but she doesn’t seem to mind at all, she doesn’t even acknowledge you, staring at Gerardo from the moment they enter the room.

She walks to Gerardo and rides him. She grabs his chin, turning his head to a side. Laughing he asks her to stop playing around. She answer by giving him a violent hickey on the neck. Gerardo screams trying to break free from your host’s grasps. She must be pretty strong as the bulky Mexican is unable to get her to loosen her grip. His scream soon turns into a moaning and finally fades into silence.

You don’t feel really at ease when his head rolls to a side and his blank eyes stares at you. The hooded figure walks to you. The hooded man takes out a knife, cuts his wrist letting his blood fall into Gerardo’s mouth.

You’ve been unable to move for the all time this has been happening but now you feel the need to run, run away from all those strange rituals. You try to stand up but the strong hand of Claudia is on your shoulder firmly blocking you where you are. Elvira gets closer to you putting her hand on your other shoulder.

The hooded figure turns to you his face is covered in some kind of red make-up. He smiles revealing two doglike canines.

“Ooh, that’s it, I get it you’re Dracula” you say out loud.

“Kind off” he answers

“Please don’t bite me Mr Vampire” you mock stupidly.

Not dignifying you with an answer he kneels in front of you. He slips one of his dark clawed fingers into the knot of your white shirt and pulls. Your firm breasts not held any more point freely towards the hooded man. He cups one of them into his hands and gently kisses the nipple. You don’t know if it’s the cold man’s lips, the cold air of the room or simply cheer arousal but you can feel them getting harder and harder.

When his lips part and the fangs penetrate your flesh you can’t restrain a hiccup of pleasure. He sucks on you for a second before his eyes open and widen up.

“Girls this one tastes amazing have a try” he says in a thicker voice before resuming his licking.

Claudia and Elvira kneel by your side and bite your neck.

All three moan in pleasure.

You can feel your blood pouring down your chest towards your shorts. You’re pussy is filled with fluids. You soon die in an ocean of pleasure.

Try again

Alcohol level: none

Drug level: high so high

Horny level: Drenched

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