Erotic stories #2 vampire girlfriend
Of all the ways he could imagine being woken up, tied to the bed wasn't one of them. Yet there he was, his hands cuffed to the headboard, a chain connected to the handcuffs and looped around the central wrought iron post of the bed frame twice.
âComfy?â she cooed, grinning and lightly caressing down the sensitive skin of his forearms to his elbows. She was dressed in red hot lingerie, lace showing off her curves and pale soft skin.
âY-yeahâ he said, still trying to understand the situation. His voice shook a little, and nervousness was there in spades, but it was mixed with excitement and anticipation and a great deal of arousal.
They werenât celebrating an anniversary; it wasn't his birthday either. His girlfriend probably just wanted to please him, and how could he say no to that?
She got her weight off him, scooching to the side with a swish of silk over the blanket, and admired her handiwork. Drinking him in, really, the long length of him, muscles flexing as he struggled lightly. He was tense now, body trapped between the natural, frightened state of being tied up and the stirring heat of desire. Her inner thighs felt wet and her heart was pounding and it took some doing to get her own breathing under control.
She dragged a nail lightly down his sternum, down to his navel, and just a little lower, teasing at the waistband of his pants which were tenting ridiculously, there she curled her fingers and pulled them and his underwear off in one quick motion. His dick was already hard, wet and prominent, and she immediately swallowed down as much as she could.
He cried out, bucking and yanking at the cuffs, but sheâd been prepared, pulling back with a lick but gouging her nails into his hips to remind him to be still. She was relentless, swirling her tongue over him and sucking hard and laving and bobbing her head and sucking hard again.
Her tongue caressed his head with skill, exploring the shape and flavor. She moaned lightly, sending vibrations through his cock. With her red lips pressed on his shaft, she slid towards the base of his cock, enveloping him again. In a matter of minutes, she had his dick all the way down, filling her throat. His big balls hit her chin with every thrust.
âO-oh, fuck yesâ he growled and she felt him shake when she sucked his balls.
Soon, she settled a rhythm, bobbing her head up and down, only stop from time to time to lick the length, her tongue ran over the hot skin, drenching his cock with her hot saliva; she then licked a way up to his balls and kissed, sucked, licked, she put them in her mouth to massage them with her lips.
"It's-so-good" he roared between heavy gasps, inadvertently, as a thought aloud in the midst of that fantasy. On his own, he began to push his hips up, his hot, veiny cock fucking her mouth. "Faster, baby... faster"
She didn't hesitate to oblige, sucking him harder, masturbating him faster with the help of her hand.
"I'm going to milk your cock until youâre completely dry" she warned him with a lascivious smile.
He began to move vigorously, pushing his hips, his thrusts grew faster, less delicate. The saliva began to drip down her chin, it tickled her neck but she did not flinch, she did not stop to wipe herself, she went on and on desperately devouring his dick, a desperation that grew with each passing second. His cock was sinking deeply down her throat, and the noises coming from her gagging, drooling mouth were growing increasingly sloppy.
But when she noticed that he was about to cum, she stopped.
Getting rid of her clothes, she let them fall to the floor and did not hesitate to straddle him, sweeping a long, perfect leg over his waist until she was on her knees above his stomach. She gave him time to admire her naked body; round and firm breasts and taut, delicious nipples; a tight, flat stomach and tiny waist; the womanly flare of her hips; the full roundness of soft thighs.
"I want to ride your dick so badly" she confessed, her arousal growing stronger, she shuffled downward on the bed until her knees were on either side of his hips. Now his cock was inches away from her slick, hot pussy.
Lining herself up against him, his cock nudging her clit, she swirled her hips. His back arched up in pleasure and he grunted.
âYou havenât asked nicely for this, babyâŚâ she teased, goaded, smirking down at him as he writhed beneath her desperately.
Lowering herself down onto his cock, taking an inch or so into her dripping pussy, she stopped; eyes locking with his as she cocked her eyebrow at him, letting him know she wasn't moving a muscle until he gave her what she wanted.
âPlease!â He begged, his voice echoing through the air.
She pushed down, taking every inch of his cock. She bounced up and down, rolling her hips against him, his cock seated deep inside of her.
She used him, fucked him beyond all coherency until she couldnât take it anymore. Climax gnawed into her composure with sharp teeth, and began to unravel her. Her back arched as she panted. The climax was big, huge. She came hard around his cock, spasming and clenching on it.
Satisfied, she looked at him as he closed his eyes and moved his hips upward faster, his face was flushed, he was moaning and groaning. It was almost obvious he was about to come. And that was the moment when she leaned down to kiss him. It was desperate on his part, but she didnât let him have it, again leaving his lips to nose up his chin and kiss her way down his throat.
âRemember when I said I have a little secret to share with you?â she asked, her voice was a whisper against his skin. âIâve been trying hard to hold myself back, baby, butâŚâ she sighed, he was so caught in his pleasure that probably his mind was as clouded as hers, his scent was intoxicating, and his blood seemed to be calling out to her to put her fangs on his neck and drink his blood; they showed, brushed against the soft skin of his throat, right over his pulse point, feeling the nectar of life pumping through his veins. His heartbeat loudly, inviting her.
She couldnât resist it anymore. All those times she tried not to do this, not to scare him away by telling him the truth, not to hurt him by sucking his blood. Sheâd had enough of waiting.
They were still fucking, hard, his movements became stronger and faster, he could feel how his testicles bounced and crashed against her skin when he reached the depths of her pussy. And he was trying to focus on what she was saying but the pleasure was too much, he needed to cum.
It didnât take much longer until he felt a shiver that finally destroyed him, sending him over the edge. He bucked his hips and drove the last inch of his dick into her wet pussy, trying to contain the hoarse moans that escaped from his lips as he felt his orgasm wash over him.
That was the moment. The right moment.
She whispered something in an old language that he couldnât understand. It sounded like a music to his ears, preparing him for the moment she sank her teeth into his skin, her fangs tore into it and she felt the warmth of his blood flow into her mouth, relief filling her.
He arched his back as her sharp teeth broke through his skin and she sucked, he felt pain but pleasure at the same time. It was something indescribable. He couldnât hold his moan as she kept drinking his blood and he started to cum, his balls erupted and his seed flew from his cock in sticky ropes, filling her pussy.
When she pulled away, he felt a bit dizzy, but she could feel that his soul was now bound to this vampire. She licked the opening on her neck to seal it and completely heal him.
âYouâre mine now, as I am yoursâ
âComfy?â she cooed, grinning and lightly caressing down the sensitive skin of his forearms to his elbows. She was dressed in red hot lingerie, lace showing off her curves and pale soft skin.
âY-yeahâ he said, still trying to understand the situation. His voice shook a little, and nervousness was there in spades, but it was mixed with excitement and anticipation and a great deal of arousal.
They werenât celebrating an anniversary; it wasn't his birthday either. His girlfriend probably just wanted to please him, and how could he say no to that?
She got her weight off him, scooching to the side with a swish of silk over the blanket, and admired her handiwork. Drinking him in, really, the long length of him, muscles flexing as he struggled lightly. He was tense now, body trapped between the natural, frightened state of being tied up and the stirring heat of desire. Her inner thighs felt wet and her heart was pounding and it took some doing to get her own breathing under control.
She dragged a nail lightly down his sternum, down to his navel, and just a little lower, teasing at the waistband of his pants which were tenting ridiculously, there she curled her fingers and pulled them and his underwear off in one quick motion. His dick was already hard, wet and prominent, and she immediately swallowed down as much as she could.
He cried out, bucking and yanking at the cuffs, but sheâd been prepared, pulling back with a lick but gouging her nails into his hips to remind him to be still. She was relentless, swirling her tongue over him and sucking hard and laving and bobbing her head and sucking hard again.
Her tongue caressed his head with skill, exploring the shape and flavor. She moaned lightly, sending vibrations through his cock. With her red lips pressed on his shaft, she slid towards the base of his cock, enveloping him again. In a matter of minutes, she had his dick all the way down, filling her throat. His big balls hit her chin with every thrust.
âO-oh, fuck yesâ he growled and she felt him shake when she sucked his balls.
Soon, she settled a rhythm, bobbing her head up and down, only stop from time to time to lick the length, her tongue ran over the hot skin, drenching his cock with her hot saliva; she then licked a way up to his balls and kissed, sucked, licked, she put them in her mouth to massage them with her lips.
"It's-so-good" he roared between heavy gasps, inadvertently, as a thought aloud in the midst of that fantasy. On his own, he began to push his hips up, his hot, veiny cock fucking her mouth. "Faster, baby... faster"
She didn't hesitate to oblige, sucking him harder, masturbating him faster with the help of her hand.
"I'm going to milk your cock until youâre completely dry" she warned him with a lascivious smile.
He began to move vigorously, pushing his hips, his thrusts grew faster, less delicate. The saliva began to drip down her chin, it tickled her neck but she did not flinch, she did not stop to wipe herself, she went on and on desperately devouring his dick, a desperation that grew with each passing second. His cock was sinking deeply down her throat, and the noises coming from her gagging, drooling mouth were growing increasingly sloppy.
But when she noticed that he was about to cum, she stopped.
Getting rid of her clothes, she let them fall to the floor and did not hesitate to straddle him, sweeping a long, perfect leg over his waist until she was on her knees above his stomach. She gave him time to admire her naked body; round and firm breasts and taut, delicious nipples; a tight, flat stomach and tiny waist; the womanly flare of her hips; the full roundness of soft thighs.
"I want to ride your dick so badly" she confessed, her arousal growing stronger, she shuffled downward on the bed until her knees were on either side of his hips. Now his cock was inches away from her slick, hot pussy.
Lining herself up against him, his cock nudging her clit, she swirled her hips. His back arched up in pleasure and he grunted.
âYou havenât asked nicely for this, babyâŚâ she teased, goaded, smirking down at him as he writhed beneath her desperately.
Lowering herself down onto his cock, taking an inch or so into her dripping pussy, she stopped; eyes locking with his as she cocked her eyebrow at him, letting him know she wasn't moving a muscle until he gave her what she wanted.
âPlease!â He begged, his voice echoing through the air.
She pushed down, taking every inch of his cock. She bounced up and down, rolling her hips against him, his cock seated deep inside of her.
She used him, fucked him beyond all coherency until she couldnât take it anymore. Climax gnawed into her composure with sharp teeth, and began to unravel her. Her back arched as she panted. The climax was big, huge. She came hard around his cock, spasming and clenching on it.
Satisfied, she looked at him as he closed his eyes and moved his hips upward faster, his face was flushed, he was moaning and groaning. It was almost obvious he was about to come. And that was the moment when she leaned down to kiss him. It was desperate on his part, but she didnât let him have it, again leaving his lips to nose up his chin and kiss her way down his throat.
âRemember when I said I have a little secret to share with you?â she asked, her voice was a whisper against his skin. âIâve been trying hard to hold myself back, baby, butâŚâ she sighed, he was so caught in his pleasure that probably his mind was as clouded as hers, his scent was intoxicating, and his blood seemed to be calling out to her to put her fangs on his neck and drink his blood; they showed, brushed against the soft skin of his throat, right over his pulse point, feeling the nectar of life pumping through his veins. His heartbeat loudly, inviting her.
She couldnât resist it anymore. All those times she tried not to do this, not to scare him away by telling him the truth, not to hurt him by sucking his blood. Sheâd had enough of waiting.
They were still fucking, hard, his movements became stronger and faster, he could feel how his testicles bounced and crashed against her skin when he reached the depths of her pussy. And he was trying to focus on what she was saying but the pleasure was too much, he needed to cum.
It didnât take much longer until he felt a shiver that finally destroyed him, sending him over the edge. He bucked his hips and drove the last inch of his dick into her wet pussy, trying to contain the hoarse moans that escaped from his lips as he felt his orgasm wash over him.
That was the moment. The right moment.
She whispered something in an old language that he couldnât understand. It sounded like a music to his ears, preparing him for the moment she sank her teeth into his skin, her fangs tore into it and she felt the warmth of his blood flow into her mouth, relief filling her.
He arched his back as her sharp teeth broke through his skin and she sucked, he felt pain but pleasure at the same time. It was something indescribable. He couldnât hold his moan as she kept drinking his blood and he started to cum, his balls erupted and his seed flew from his cock in sticky ropes, filling her pussy.
When she pulled away, he felt a bit dizzy, but she could feel that his soul was now bound to this vampire. She licked the opening on her neck to seal it and completely heal him.
âYouâre mine now, as I am yoursâ
2 years ago