AHA! I was right. Sugar likes Ed too much to write smthg this nasty about him. I'm pretty sure I know who it is.
:D
"On your knees."
Edvard frowned and stared at the naked obese woman in front of him. "What?" He grimaced.
Reaper bit her lip and looked towards the floor. "I said 'On your knees'," she murmured, "...slut."
Edvard let out a surprised laugh and turned away ready toleave, patting his pockets for his keys he walked towards the door.
Edvard had been a fighter most of his life and had great instincts too. He could almost predict where his opponent would hit and how they would defend themselves.
He failed to predict the swing of a baseball bat to the side of his head.
Pain burst through out his left temple. A sort of hot electricity that swam under his skin and merged into his left eye socket making it feel as if it would burst. A warm, sticky fluid dripped out and he was sure that it had indeed bursted. He stumbled forward, falling to his knees and catching himself with his right hand saving him from completely toppling to the floor. His left hand immediately went to his eye, trying to stop the pain.
He could hear the blood pounding against his ear and the sound almost drowned out the loud Thump-Thump of reapers footsteps coming towards him.
Ed looked up, blood coating the left side of his face and falling onto the white tile floor beneath him.
Reaper snarled at the Scandinavman, her face flushed with anger.
"I said." She kicked Edvard's arm out, making him topple to the floor completely.
"Get." Reaper slammed her heel on to Ed's hand causing the young fighter to grunt in pain.
"On." Reaper delivered a vicious kick to Ed's right arm and began to breathe heavier. "Your." She stomped her foot and dug her heel in the crook of Ed's elbow. "KNEES!"
Ed groaned and tried to stand only to feel his elbow pop. His head felt swollen and the room spun as he was roughly turned onto his back and something heavy settled on his stomach.
Reaper panted from the effort and saliva dripped down her open mouth mixing with the sweat on her face. She licked her upper lip as she straddled the mans torso. She had waited far too long for a man to come to her to let Edvard leave.
"Edvard," she started and ran her hands through Edvard's hair, fingers slightly snagging through a clump of soggy matted hair. She looked at her fingers in disgust and wiped the blood onto the front of Edvard's shirt. "That's disgusting Ed, this isn't how I wanted things to go."
Edvard grunted and tried to get up again, his right hand pushing against the floor. He felt as though there were cold shards of glass in his arm, scraping every inch of his skin from the inside.
Reaper grunted and rolled her eyes and let herself fall forward, her stomach forcing his head to slam against the floor, his face underneath her one of her breast.
A scream ripped from Ed's throat, raw and visceral. He bit down and caught his the tip of his tongue, a metallic taste spreading through out his mouth and down his throat. The odor of old cheese and sweat invaded his nose and bile threaten to come up.
"Look at what you made me do, you dirty, naughty little bitch." Reaper wiggled atop of Ed, a small smirk tugged the side of her mouth. She grabbed Ed's head and turned it towards her. Without warning she clutched her left breast and stuffed her erect nipple into his nostril. Edvard began to gasp and dry heave. She took out her nipple and took his crippled hand, leading it down her extended belly and cupped it onto her groin as she began rocking into it and humming.
A protest died on Ed's lips, instead a wet gurgle came out. Reaper smiled wider "I haven't been touched in years, Ed. You should feel honored." She forced his hand back up against the coarse curly hairs and underneath a belly flap, letting it mingle with the sweat and cheese curds.
Reaper intertwined her fingers with Edvard's, and dragged his hand downward again, and circled her clit with his fingers. Ed could feel something creamy slip underneath his finger nail. He gagged and turned his face away.
The skin was warm and sticky, he could feel every pustule that covered her slimy labia as Reaper continued to rock into his hand. Edvard's hand trembled as she forced it into a fist and pushed it up her vaginal cavity. She pumped it in and out and Edvard could feel the foul hole suction his fist back in when she pulled it. Edvard groaned and threw up, a combination of blood and last nights Chinese take-out.
"Like that..." Reaper crooned and pumped Ed's hand faster. She gasped and licked her dry, crusty lips, "J-just like that..you're a good boy." She whispered.
Repair arched and pumped faster. Perspiration rolled down her thick neck and her breathing turned into harsh neighing.
Edvard tried to block the sound out. His arm had thankfully gone numb.
A hot liquid spurted out, dripping down their hand and onto their arms, a rancid egg smell wafted as she continued to pump, smearing the vaginal fluid further onto their hands before finally letting go of the other mans hand.
Reaper gave a small chuckle and let got of Ed's hand, lifting her fingers onto his lips, sucking the sticky salty and cottage cheese like fluid off.
"Hey," she grunted sleepily. "You should taste me, I'm fucking delicious."
Edvard heaved once more and reaper gave a huff of anger. She tugged her saggy breast flap up and began to suckle her nipple. A tear rolled down her ruddy face as she began to imagine TheSocios lips on her nipple.
