Auto-haemofetishism Phone Sex – My Taboo Bloody Need. Part – 1

Auto-haemofetishism phone sex not always understood. However, Bleeding of oneself can be so naughty. That was the thought going through my head as I took it from my glovebox. I sat in the car and got ready. Sitting outside of the bar, and thought I might just get lucky. The problem being unless I did this I couldn’t seem to get wet. Rarely did you want to mention that to a man at first meet up. He suggested we got to know each other a bit better in the restroom. 

I wanted an easy, nice lay. So craved it. Just couldn’t take it anymore. I also needed pain and blood. Needed to release. That feeling of sweet ecstasy that took me over, I needed so bad. So, I unfolded it and admired it’s design.

A black wolf sat howling at the moon. Yet, it had the words live shining on the silver. Kind of ironic if you ask me. Live when this takes life. An ironic grin took over my lips as I felt the first rush of pleasure.  Knowing that bleeding of pain. Not touched by anything real and yet it always got me soaked. What could I say I was trouble. 

Who didn’t love a little trouble and pain though? At the first sight of my blood, a small moan escaped between my lips. I swear as I watched it drip down my arm as I used the wolf on me I wanted to cry in joy. They call it Auto-haemofetishismI know this wasn’t right, that didn’t matter to me though. No, what mattered was the sweet release.

Looking out the car window and then at the dash I decide I have time to go enjoy once more before I went inside. Could feel my wetness building already but I just couldn’t resist a second time. Not when it would just make me even more soaked from the pain for the nice gentleman inside. A grin took over my face thinking gentleman when I was hoping to ride his hard cock soon. 

Unable to hold off the feeling anymore I took the wolf and used it on myself. The second rivulet of blood ran down. Bleeding I could feel the first one starting to run down my hand and fingers as I left it limp hanging. The biggest smile overtook me as I felt myself tingle everywhere. The rush I felt was incomparable to anything. The pain nothing. Not even sex, oh but it could make it amazing.

I didn’t even realize I enjoyed sex so much until I discovered Auto-haemofetishism myself.

That sweet feeling that overran me anytime I used my wolf on myself. The sight of the blood just making me more moist. Knowing I had to go in I closed it so the words life disappeared. To me, it represented pleasure and pain mingled into one. 

I wonder if he’d ever use it on me?

Auto-haemofetishism, The thought vanished as soon as it popped up thought as this was just a one-night fun in a different town. I’d needed a release from my boring day to day. Bleeding helped get me in the mood. Also, a guy who wouldn’t ask questions about my kink. It was frowned on in some circles but I couldn’t seem to help myself. Taking a towel from my car I wiped the blood off and got out of the car. It was time to have some fun.

Come back on 4/27 to check out Part 2 of my bleeding story!
But, if you can’t wait, check out my audio blog!
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