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My Vampire Interview (Part 2)
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My Vampire Interview (Part 2) The vampire held me close as we strode to my place, relaxed and exhilarated. I knew I was not in control. My penis knew it too, because it was as erect as it could be within the confines of my jeans and it was seemingly alive with a life all it’s own, as if it was simply using me. Or was it the vampire using me? Of course she was, but I wanted her to, I was compelled to let her take me. I felt like she was releasing all my sexual fantasies at once. On the way, she kissed me and told me that with each passing day she felt weaker and weaker in the sunlight of day, but more alive and sexually aroused every night. As my key unlocked the door, I found myself adrift in an ocean of images of sex with her. The door clicked shut and she was pulling the coat around my arms and unbuttoning my shirt before the sound had finished its brief echo. Her hot tongue glided down my chest, tingling all the way, and the very instant that she undid my pants her mouth engulfed my erection just as it popped out. It was surreal. Nothing had ever felt like that before. It was like being eaten, but gave only pure pleasure, as if I was the one eating, devouring the most delicious dessert on earth. I heard myself say, “Yes, oh yes, eat me!” She slowly, very slowly pulled her head back. Holding my cock in her hand, which mysteriously seemed twice as big as it should be, she looked up at me smiling and licking her lips. “That’s exactly what I’m going to do.”, she growled. Shoving my cock back into her mouth like a sword swallower, she shook her head back and forth like a with a toy. Never had I felt such raw sexuality. Waves of erotic sensation made my legs weak and I wondered if I could remain standing. The couch was just behind us and without warning she grabbed my hips and thrust her mouth over me again, lifting me up just enough to push and land us both on the sofa. I felt and heard the thud, but it seemed like slow motion, like being weightless. With all of her strength, how could everything she did feel so gentle? Her hands, those fingers, cupped my sack in a way that made my balls suddenly heat up and swell like a balloon about to burst. Her tongue licked the underside of my now enormous cock. What a wonderful transformation, or hallucination, or both! It was as if she was making sure it would explode for her just the way she wanted it to, but was also savoring it, drawing it out for the pure pleasure of it. She was playing with her food. It seemed like my orgasm took forever. The heat rose inside my swollen balls and moved. First through my hips: then into my belly. She was massaging it along, pushing it out with her fingers. Then, suddenly, it snapped. The clap of thunder hit and my body convulsed in one huge contraction. Hot, creamy ejaculate shot out wildly in waves and her mouth and tongue caught every drop. She moaned, “Mm, mm, mm…” while she swallowed several times. “There’s more…” she whispered. She slowly took my cock into her mouth and started sucking hard, starting at the tip and working down to the base. When she pulled her mouth off and said, “Ah!”, I felt drained completely. But the look in her eyes made it clear, she was still very hungry. My pants around my ankles and my coat still holding my arms at my side, though otherwise fully naked, restrained me just the way she wanted. “Stay hard,” she commanded in the most seductive, Siren’s voice. She seemed almost to float above the floor as she undressed, her fingers not so much removing her clothes as much as magically, magnetically drawing them away from her. Rich, wavy hair flowed almost to her waist but her perfect breasts were clear, reaching out to him at the nipples. Her pale skin appeared cool but he could feel the heat rising from her. Her vampire pussy was not shaven, on the contrary it was bushy and natural, yet unique, like it were brushed and pampered to the degree that it was styled, almost sculptured. Her entire body vibrated with sex, radiated sex. She strolled up to my head, wearing only the choker. I could smell her now, her sex. It was such a complex and seductive scent: sweet like cherries, rich and meaty like a good rare steak, irresistible as an oozing fresh cut melon. She straddled my face and pulled her labia to each side with her immortal fingers. Her clitoris was swollen beyond anything I ever imagined, like a tomato about to burst. I knew what she would say before she said it, and I already knew I wanted to do it more than anything. “Bite me.” She said matter-of-factly. As my teeth bit down on her vampire clit, I felt a juicy pop in my mouth. It made no sense, it was right out of a dream. But whatever this squirt was, it was the trigger for her to cum. And she came like a house on fire. Screaming everything I had ever heard screamed, “Oh Yes! Oh My God! Oh No!…” she rubbed her vampire vagina up and down along my tongue, she bounced up and down as I flicked my<b> tongue inside </font></b>her and she grabbed my hair as she wiggled her clit against my teeth. It could have been two minutes. It could have been fifteen. But eventually, she subsided and slithered her hips down my body, her fiery, dripping pussy moistening me like a warm, wet sponge on a baby. Marking all of me with her lusty scent. My still hard cock greeted her when she arrived. “Good,” she purred, “good boy.” She kissed my mouth as she held my cock. The kiss seemed to pull me into her; my mind was only concerned with her pleasure. Before the kiss ended, she guided my tip into her for penetration. She rode me slowly, with long strokes up and down my shaft. Then she pulled me up into a sitting position, my lips right at her nipples. I sucked them like a baby needing sustenance. It pleased her and she moaned softly. She easily removed my jacket and shirt and I grabbed her hips hard, pushing her down onto me, pushing up into her as far as I could go. Never, ever had I felt such unadulterated sexuality, such erotic bliss. She gyrated and bounced against me like some combination of lioness and gymnast. How did she make my cock feel so enormous and sensitive? I could feel every motion and I could feel how I filled her inside, rubbing against her juicy vaginal walls. It was all hyper-clear in my mind. Then, without warning, she pushed me down on my back and sunk her fangs into my neck. I smelled my own blood and I liked it. It was painful but I hardly noticed because she exploded against my body. Her orgasmic contractions were like nothing I had ever seen or felt. In convulsive movements she thrashed on top of me. There were no words to her screaming this time. Her cries were purely animalistic: the roar of a lioness cumming, the gleeful yelping of chimpanzees climaxing, the sounds of a vampire in orgasmic throes. Her hips began a motion on my cock that I couldn’t comprehend. I instantly climaxed again, feeling all the heat, all the electricity and every nerve in my body joining her erotic joy, not by invitation, but by command. Her breasts heaved against me, sometimes slow, sometimes in rapid succession. Occasionally I glimpsed her eyes and she seemed truly transported, truly entranced. And so was I, for her hips were clamped on me, there was no escape, and each and every time she moved her hips and pussy in that mysterious way, I orgasmed again, and again, and again... If this was what it was like to be a vampire, I wished I had been bitten years ago. She was gone when I woke, naked on the couch. The mirror told me that the bite marks on my neck were real. My cock was again back to normal size. My memory was fuzzy, of course. A vampire never lets its victim remember everything, and there was the champagne, but it seemed we had sex all night long. I was not, however, worried about the sunlight burning me into ashes, about being scared by holy water or not dying at a ripe old age. I knew that night, the most amazing sex of my life, ever, was due to living my vampire fetish and fantasy with an amazing woman who shared it with me. I would wear turtlenecks until my wound healed and forever more proudly show them like a badge. She, my beautiful vampire, bit me and transformed me, giving me immortal memories of vampire sex.  |
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