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“You want to come? Show all these people how much you enjoyed my cum?” I ask her as I cup her face and use my thumb to swipe up a trail of spit and blood and cum dripping down her face.
“Please,” she begs. She slips her hand from inside her friend’s spent pussy, grabbing onto my leg and using the hold to leverage herself, and then she desperately fucks my shoe. Her pretty brown eyes are filled with tears. She’s such a beautiful girl.
“Come,” I demand.
And she does.
Her ecstasy echoes around the bloodied canvas of the yurt; the sound of the money flowing into our account from viewers begging for more almost overpowers her cries.
I spare a glance at the viewers—nearly one hundred thousand people are watching us. That’s more than I’ve ever gotten before.Shit, this weekend’s gonna be good.
Chapter seven
FRIDAY THE 13TH
LUCY
SundayAfternoon
This shit is fucked up. Like really fucking fucked up. I’m a big girl—a little blood doesn’t bother me, but that shit back there—that was something else entirely. I’ve never seen anything like that. Her insides were… on the outside. The pain in her eyes was unlike anything I’ve ever seen. I’m tough, but seeing that—watching the light leave her eyes—I can’t deal. I need to get the fuck out of here.
But the money is keeping me rooted in place, pacing anxiously back and forth. I could really use the money.
Fuck!
I take another hit off the purple bong I’m currently holding. The smoke fills my lungs, the burn instantly calming me. The taste of the weed covers my tongue, a welcome comfort. As soon as the drugs hit me fully, I place the bong down and lean back. There’s blood streaked across the violet glass… blood from my hands, Sarah’s blood.
This shit is fucked up.
“Hey.” A sweet voice causes me to jump. I turn my head to see Julie standing in my doorway. She’s in a bikini top and little cut-off shorts. Her dark hair is loose. She looks good.
“Hey,” I say as I rise from my bed and step around the discarded bong, taking a few steps towards her. “Did you—Sarah she—”
“I know,” Julie interrupts before I have to say it. “I walked by. Chris is on his way now to go get help.”
Shit, I guess he’s giving up on the money. Good for him. I wonder if we all will have to leave if the police show up and declare this a crime scene or whatever… not that there was a crime. It was an accident. I didn’t even hear Chris’ car leaving because I was so wrapped up in my own mind. I should probably hide my drugs and paraphernalia. Maybe it would be better to just pack up and get the hell out of here while I can.
“Hey,” Julie coos as she closes the distance between us. “You look messed up.” Her hand palms my cheek, her delicate fingers cradling my jaw. She smells good—like vanilla. Her sweet scent mixes with the faint whiff of weed still stuck in my sinuses. “You wanna take your mind off it?”
She reaches behind her back, reaching into her back pocket and pulling out a small baggie. She looks up, our gazes locking, mischief swirls in her emerald irises. Her red painted nails reach into the baggie and retrieve a small pill. She sticks out her tongue, and I feel my pussy pulse as I watch her place the purple pill on the center of her tongue. She doesn’t have to explain; I know what she wants.
Moving towards her, I place my hands against her curvy hips and pull her against me. My mouth opens, allowing her entrance. Her lips caress mine. She’s soft and sweet. Her tongue caresses my own, dispensing the drug into my mouth. I swallow down her treat as she pulls back with a smirk on her face.
“Come on,” she prompts as she laces our fingers together and leads me out the door.
Her hips sway seductively as she walks, her ass cheeks hanging out the back of her cut-offs. She has a beautiful body that I want to sink my teeth into. She’d look gorgeous on top of me, riding me like a dirty little slut. She seems eager to play but I wonder how much she’s messed around with girls before. I’d be happy to show her how to eat cunt like a good girl.
We walk out of my tent and towards the back of the campsite. Out here we’re surrounded by looming trees, the shadows dance across the ground as a slight breeze brushes through the branches. The drugs are working their way through my veins, making everything light. Things begin to shift as if the world is tilting on its axis. I blink rapidly in an attempt to clear my vision. Julie turns and smiles at me over her shoulder.Fuck, she’s pretty.I want to kiss her more, feel her body writhe against mine. Somewhere in the distance a bird sings. Its mate returns the call. My body becomes so lightweight, it feels as if I’m floating.
Damn, whatever she gave me is strong and fast-working. I’m already fucked up. My body is buzzing. I wish we’d stop walking so I could play with the pretty girl I found myself alone with. Her pretty pink lips would look so good wrapped around my needy clit.
“Soon, baby girl. We’re almost there. Be patient for me and I’ll make you feel good, I promise.” Julie says before throwing me a wink over her shoulder.
Shit. Did I say some of that aloud? What drugs did she feed me?
The bird calls again. A shadow shifts to the left. I turn my head swiftly to see what it is. Is someone there? Are we being watched? Are we being followed?
“Here we are,” Julie’s sweet voice pulls my focus back to her.
