“Tasty?” he laughed. “People still say that?”
“I do,” she nodded. She laid down next to him. “Kiss me?”
“What?”
“Please. I want to taste you. Kiss me.” She didn’t wait for him to answer. She kissed him on the mouth. A small peck to start off with. He kissed her back and she opened her mouth, slightly, to grant access to his wandering tongue. “You taste good,” she said at the first opportunity. She moved back in for another kiss but Dan stopped her.
“Wait.”
“What is it?” she asked. She looked more confused than hurt. As though she didn’t normally get men stopping her from kissing them.
“I have a girlfriend. She’s downstairs… You’re beautiful… Really you are but I can’t do this…” he said.
“I won’t tell if you don’t,” she purred. She kissed him on the right cheek whilst stroking her hand down his left. The hand didn’t stop there, and neither did her mouth. She kissed his mouth again, encouraging him to kiss her back, whilst her hand moved down his body. Down his strong chest, across his stomach and over his crotch. “Do you want me to stop? It doesn’t feel as though you want me to,” she whispered.
Dan sighed with pleasure and kissed her again whilst she fumbled with his belt. Seconds later she freed his erect penis.
“It’ll be our secret,” she whispered as she started to stroke his hard shaft. “Do you want me to kiss it?”
Dan was squirming on the bed with pleasure. He nodded without hesitation. Tammy smiled and kissed him again before positioning herself so she was sat on top of his chest, her hand reaching behind her — refusing to release her grip on his cock. She laughed as she repositioned her body so that she was sitting on his legs — making it hard for him to move, not that he had any intention of moving away from her. Seconds later her warm mouth enveloped his manhood. He sighed with pleasure again as her saliva trickled over his helmet with a gentle flick of her tongue.
“That feels so good,” he moaned.
Tammy looked up and sucked her way to the tip of his cock before letting it slip out of her mouth, “I want to taste you,” she said.
“Don’t stop, please…” he sighed.
Tammy smiled and continued to suck on his member, much to Dan’s delight.
“Ouch,” he suddenly sat upright. “Less teeth,” he whispered, still nervous of anyone catching them.
Despite having his penis in her mouth, Tammy couldn’t help but smile at his request.
“Tammy,” he whispered as he tried to get her attention as he felt she couldn’t have heard him. “Tammy,” he repeated. He looked down to where her head was bobbing up and down. When he whispered her name for a third time, she opened her eyes and looked him directly in the eye. “You’re hurting me,” he whispered, a frantic look in his eye and a quiver in his voice despite his best efforts to hide it from Tammy for fear of offending her.
Tammy didn’t release his penis from her mouth, instead she closed her eyes and — within a split second — clamped her teeth down, with enough force to ensure the top row met up with the bottom, before twisting her head to the side as hard as she possibly could, tearing his member from his body with an awful ripping sound that was nearly drowned out by his loud, ear-piercing scream. Blood spraying everywhere. She sat upright, her jaws chewing, with a devilish look in her perfect blue eyes. Had Dan been able to open his eyes he’d have been able to see a complete look of euphoria upon her pretty, but bloodied, face. A few determined chews before she took a hard swallow. Dan continued screaming, with his complexion getting paler, as Tammy sucked her fingers clean.
“You taste amazing,” she said, “nom nom nom.” She moved down his writhing body, back to where his appendage used to be, and stuck her tongue into the still bleeding hole. Dan’s shrieks of pain and terror abruptly stopped as shock, and blood loss, forced him into a state of unconsciousness — not that Tammy cared as she continued to lick at the blood as though she were a cat lapping up a bowl of delicious fresh milk.
A few more minutes of frenzied drinking and she moved back up to be face to face with him, “Why’d you have to fall unconscious? You missed the best bit.” She sighed, “They always do.” She prised his mouth open and tentatively reached in, with two fingers, and took hold of his tongue. With it firmly between her fingers, she pulled it out of his mouth and touched it with her own tongue, “Kiss me,” she purred. She made the tongue flap up and down, using her fingers, and matched its actions with her own tongue. “I knew you’d be a good kisser,” she said when she eventually stopped. She couldn’t help but laugh as she took his tongue between her teeth. She released her fingers and started to slowly move her head backwards until Dan’s tongue was stretched as far as it could possibly stretch.
The same mischievous grin spread across her face as it had done earlier. She took a hold of his tongue, once more, and informed him, “These are two of my favourite things,” she said. “The first…” she used her head to point downwards to his crotch, “…You can’t beat it. But, the second best bit?” she smiled again and gave Dan’s tongue a short, sharp tug — ripping it from his mouth. “Perfect!”
She tilted her head back, opened her mouth, and dropped the piece of tongue onto her own. She held it there for a moment to savor the flavour, “Oh my, how did you have this in your mouth for all these years and not get tempted to swallow it yourself? I don’t think I could have done it. Although, I’m not entirely sure how feasible it would have been to actually eat it yourself…” She looked at Dan. There was absolutely no colour in his complexion at all, other than the traces of slowly drying blood she had inadvertently wiped on his skin whilst getting close to him, and his chest was barely moving up and down. “You’re not listening to me at all, are you?” she said, a slight hint of disappointment in her voice that her playmate was already near death. She carried on chewing, occasionally sucking, on the tongue before swallowing it down her throat. “Yummy!”
A knock on the door shattered her euphoric bliss and made her jump.
“Who is it?” she asked.
“It’s me,” said Johnny. “Can I come in?”
“Hang on!”
Tammy jumped off the bed and pulled the duvet from underneath Dan, with some effort. As soon as he was clear of it she threw it over his dying body to hide what she had been doing. A quick look around the room to make sure everything was okay. She nodded with satisfaction. If she just stood in the doorway, to greet her brother, he wouldn’t be able to see the blood which had sprayed the wall next to her bed.
Another knock on the door.
Tammy casually walked over to the door and opened it ever so slightly — enough for her brother to see her but not enough for him to see into the room without having to strain past her and, even if he did, the blood wouldn’t be as noticeable as a body on her bed.
“You’ve been snacking, haven’t you?” he said.
“What? No. What are you talking about?”
He pointed to her face which, she had forgotten, was coated in bits of Dan. Johnny pushed past her and stepped into the bedroom, “What have you been doing?” he asked when he stopped by the blood splatter on the wall. His eyes fixed on the lump underneath the duvet — the duvet which was also starting to show blood slowly seeping through it. “What the hell, Tammy?”
“Don’t tell dad!”
“Not sure how we’re going to hide this,” he said. He pulled back the duvet and saw the full horror of what she had been doing whilst left to her own devices. “Fuck… Was he at least still drugged whilst you… Well… That….” he pointed to where Dan’s penis used to be. Tammy looked to the floor in shame. “Brutal.”