Eden High: Series 1 (Eden High 1-6)

With my mind working finally without fear, I was actually beginning to warm to the idea of a new start somewhere.

As usual I started to feel sexy, needy. My body heated up with my thoughts as I envisioned my new life.

Lying back across my bed I ran my hands along my thighs, up, up, until I was touching myself between my spread thighs.

I heard a sound at my window and turned in that direction. A smile broke out across my face and I held out my hand.

“Oh it’s you, I knew you’d come around. Have you decided to do what I asked?” His smile was answer enough for me and I made myself readily available.

I did what I do best to control the opposite sex, used my body. “Come to me lover, I need you right here.” I pointed to my bare pussy that was peeking out through the folds of the negligee.

When he covered me and his mouth went right to the goods I knew I had him, all men are such saps for my pussy.

I smiled over his head as I thought of all the men I was going to control in just such a way.

I felt something cold enter my pussy and it wasn’t his tongue. “What’s that?”

“Just a little something to make you feel even better.” And boy did I ever. My body heated up even more as he climbed up over my body and slipped his cock into me.

“Oh fuck yes, give me that cock baby. I knew you’d be back for some of this.”

I fucked him harder that night than any other time before. My inhibitions, which were practically nonexistent before, were null and void now as I ordered, begged and pleaded to be fucked harder, deeper.

He was only too happy to oblige and it made for a great fucking end to a very shitty day.

I was half asleep when he left the way he came, the smile on my face a true testament to how much I enjoyed myself. I do so love getting my way.

I didn’t feel the burning in my crotch until a little while after he had climbed back through my window.

Maybe it was just a weird reaction to whatever he had put inside me. When a bath didn’t help me I started to get worried, and when I started going in and out of consciousness, I knew I was in trouble.

I reached for the phone to call for help and heard movement in my room.

“Who’s there?” I squinted into the dark but saw no one. Just before my breath stopped in my lungs, I heard a loud pop; what the hell was that...

THE END