Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... Sylvia latched on to the girls around her, like herself. She never felt like they were interested in her, only being close to Sylvia. Not Richard though. Maybe it was because he was more mature. He wasn’t a great deal older than she was, not like her parents age or anything. Definitely not a boy, a man.

Richard sighed at the song wound down and the lights began to come up again, signaling a faster song. Trina pulled away a bit to look up into his soft brown eyes and his gentle smile. She really could learn to like that she thought. She noticed Sylvia and the girls behind Richard and knew that her night was just about over.

“Thank you… for the dance.” Trina said softly with a warm and genuine smile.

“No, I should be thanking you… Trina.” Richard said, noticing her glance past him and a fleeting grimace that crossed her face.

“I really hadn’t expected to have such a wonderful time here tonight. I almost didn’t even come really.” Trina admitted as they walked slowly across the dance floor towards Sylvia and company.

“Oh? Why is that?” Richard asked, genuinely curious.

“I just… I don’t really like crowds so much anymore. And I kind of feel like I’m just a… never mind. I had decided that I wasn’t going to attend the Wilding this year but I had already promised that I would drive the rest of the girls, so I had to come anyway.” Trina said with a smirk and a half roll of her eyes.

“Ah, I get it. Getting tired of being a sidekick, am I wrong?” Richard said ...

... glancing towards Sylvia and the girls.

“Yeah, pretty much. But… you made it worthwhile to be here. So, thank you for that.” Trina said with that warm welcoming smile again.

Richard paused at the edge of the dance floor, partly to spend just a moment more with this pretty blonde milkmaid. Partly, too, because of the disgusted glare coming from the little redhead in the witch’s costume. She apparently held a grudge for his part in separating her from the young man she had set her sights on. Yeah, he didn’t need that kind of drama.

Trina stepped up to him and gave Richard a quick hug then reluctantly let go of his hand and turned to approach Sylvia and the girls. Richard smiled, and half shook his head at the possibilities that might have been, then turned to find his fishing pole and stringer of wooden fish. He might as well head on home now he thought to himself.

“Did you have fun?” Sylvia asked sweetly while giving Trina a single raised eyebrow and slightly perturbed smirk.

“I did, yes. Thank you.” Trina returned with the same sweetness and smirk, with a newfound boldness.

Delores and Rita both look at each other as if to confirm that they had heard Trina correctly. Did she just give Sylvia attitude? No way! They both turned back to watch how Sylvia took that.

Sylvia was momentarily nonplussed. Her one raised eyebrow morphed into a knitted confusion and suspicion. Shaking her head to clear the nonsense, she went on as if everything was normal.

“Well, I’m ...