Once Bitten

Raspberry was one of the most beautiful women I'd ever seen; not just physically, there was something more about her. Her perfect raven hair, her deep brown eyes, her alabaster skin, her goddess-like body; any or all of these would have melted me on sight, but they were masking something even better. Something that I couldn't see, and didn't understand, but knew I craved. She asked me to dance; I accepted, how could I not? We danced to a few fast songs; shaking, grinding playing off each other's erotic moves. Although we hadn't touched, I could feel her energy: pulling me in, making me wet. When the DJ played a ballad, I practically fell into her arms, embracing her. She held me so close as we danced, her breasts crushed tightly against mine. Her hands slid down and gripped my ass, I looked into her eyes, and she kissed me. My lips parted, hungrily I pulled her tongue into my mouth. It was like no other kiss I'd ever experienced. I felt as though she was filling me with herself, and just when I thought I was going to actually cum from this kiss, I was snapped out of my trance by a sharp pain as she bit my lip. She pulled her head back as I opened my eyes and mumbled an apology. I wasn't bleeding badly, but I could see my blood on her lips, and without thinking I grabbed her face and licked it off. She looked into my eyes, and asked me if I understood. I said yes and tilted my head back, offering my neck to her. The pain was exquisite as as she bit into me, and just before I lost consciousness, I experienced the most incredible, intense orgasm of my entire life. Then I closed my eyes and prepared to die...