Moonlit Beast

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On a night of the full moon, gazing at the round, ambiguous moon, I could no longer suppress the impulse within me. So, I let down my neatly styled hair, shed my serious suit, and donned a tight-fitting leather jacket that felt like a second skin, letting my wild, curly hair sway. I hopped on my DT off-road vehicle and began to hunt in the deep, thick night… hunting desire… I've come here again. I looked up at the third floor; it was pitch black. I walked through the dark , narrow stairwell.

I arrived at your door; it wasn't locked. Waiting for me, waiting for the monthly descent into passion. A slight smile played on my lips. I tiptoed in, as light and nimble as a ghost.

You were fast asleep, moonlight casting shadows on your face through the curtains. Your brows were furrowed, as if you were having an unpleasant dream.

I leaned down and kissed you; a muffled sound escaped your throat. I carefully unbuttoned all your buttons…loosened your belt…pushed down your jeans zipper…and there you were, your strong, muscular body, half-naked before me…

I admired you, with burning eyes. From the hard, unyielding lines of your face…to the bulge in your Adam's apple…to your broad, powerful chest muscles…to your firm abdomen…such a full, vibrant body…and hidden in your thick body hair, still asleep…Eden…the serpent of sin…I straddled you, kissing you passionately, before you woke, I slipped my tongue into your slightly open mouth, swirling it around…You stirred slightly, opening your eyes in surprise, your gaze complex…yearning, desire, contempt, disgust, love, resistance…I held your face, kissing you forcefully, our tongues intertwining like two little snakes, kissing you so hard that we could both feel the alkaline liquid. My mouth was filled with kisses…

My hands roamed over your body… Caressing… Suckling on your earlobe… Licking your earlobe… Leaving dark purple kiss marks on your neck, your panting against my wet, lustful hole through my leather pants… I rubbed against you through my pants… Love you…

Suddenly, you pounced on me like a raging lion, ripping open my leather vest… Seeing my breasts, which weren't bra-bound and seemed to leap out defiantly, you completely lost your mind… Almost ripped my leather pants, leaving scraggly finger marks on my chest… Before we could even take off our pants… You thrust into my limp, secret place… I gasped… The feeling of being filled… made me dizzy for a moment. Half revenge, half venting your anger, you wildly thrust against me, your hands digging deep into my snow-white breasts… I felt your huge, burning penis buried deep within me…

With each thrust… it violently assaulted my nerve endings… I screamed… my legs kicked… I grabbed your back forcefully… You jumped up in pain… angrily grabbing my hands, pinning them to either side of my head, your lower body thrusting even more frantically, as if trying to pierce through my body… I screamed, twisting and turning, so violently that you almost slipped away, your anger intensifying. “Don’t move! You slut!” I gasped, trembling in waves…

“Swear at me again… quick… swear at me again…” I couldn’t help but cry out in pleasure. Your sanity has completely collapsed... You, who were always so dignified and self-disciplined, have utterly broken down... "You slut... you whore... I'm going to fuck you to death... fuck you. You whore... you slut... I'm going to tear you apart... fuck you to pieces... shoot through you..." I burst into laughter, everything... the sound of flesh colliding... the passionate, obscene words... I laughed... my body trembled violently, contracting and relaxing... enveloping you tightly within my body... too much honey... with each thrust, it flowed out, soaking the sheets.

Until the highest point... I stopped laughing... waves of pleasure surged from my lower body to my whole body like electric currents... I hugged you tightly... but you pushed me away... you shot all over my face... I closed my eyes, licking the sticky, alkaline liquid. I followed you into the bathroom. "What are you doing in here? You slut!" Before your angry rebuke was finished, you received a crisp slap. You looked at me in shock, raising your hand. "Go ahead and hit me! You can hit back... but I won't come back from now on. I've said it many times... except for making love, you have no right to curse me." You slumped down, "Don't come back, never again..." "I will come... as long as you're still here..." I wrapped my arms around you from behind, my soft chest pressed against your back, "You have to be good... don't get used to cursing me... and go curse other women... there aren't many perverts like me..." "Bad woman... bad woman... I just can't help it..." In my soft, warm hands... his snake rose again... throbbing involuntarily...

...This decadent night passed. After a whole night of tossing and turning, you slept like a baby, your expression relaxed and gentle.

I lit a cigarette, leaned against the desk, and exhaled a deep puff of smoke. I yawned contentedly, stretched with a satisfied yawn, put on my clothes, and quietly left. The moon was full, its light shimmering across the land. The pressure was completely relieved.

I am a beast… a beast in human skin… and like my wild beast companions, I have a fixed mating season. My cycle is monthly… gliding along the meandering road, human and vehicle becoming one, in the dim light.

[The End]

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