Have you ever had a dream so sexy you lost control of your whole body?
Let me tell you about the steamy night I was transformed into a sex-crazed vampire slut. The day started with me mingling through my closet for something to wear to a friend’s Halloween party that night. I had watched horror flicks all day and had not even noticed it was getting dark outside. So, I hurry to get ready. I didn’t think twice of what would happen that Halloween night, only about the party I was late getting to. I pulled my tight red velvet dress on and black boots that stopped just below my knees. Then, I slithered my innocently wicked body out the door and down the street.
I’m sure my look was that of a sex-crazed vampire slut with my fake teeth and blood.
Suddenly, I felt my body lured to the alley. I took my time strolling over and looked down the backstreet. I saw nothing but felt as if I was being followed the whole six blocks. This made me fashionably late to the party, of course. Feeling more at ease around my friends, I still couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched and followed.
That’s when I saw him, dressed in black with a Dracula mask hiding his face.
He was so alluring. I didn’t want to make the first move, but I had no control of my own legs, and before I realized it, I was in front of him with my handheld out. He took it to his mouth and kissed it,
“The pleasure is mine, Mistress Larissa. My name is Damon,” he spoke with a strong accent I didn’t recognize.
I wanted to ask how he knew my name, but we moved upstairs to an unoccupied room before I could speak. I followed him without hesitation. Once in the bedroom, he laid me gently on the bed and looked deep into my eyes. I was in a trance; my whole body gave itself up to him. He spoke so softly it was like a sweet song in my ear.
“I want you. Come, Larissa, you will be my Vampire Mistress!”
With those words, he sank his razor-sharp teeth deep into the soft flesh of my neck. I instantly started to orgasm and shake with tremors. The more he sucked, the harder my body convulsed in pleasure. When he was done gorging himself on me, he sliced open his chest and pulled my mouth to it. “Drink and be mine,” he said and I licked and kissed his chest. His blood tasted sweet and was thick like syrup. I fall back on the bed as my whole body throbbed, especially my cunt. He thought he was getting the perfect Mistress, but it turns out he created a sex-crazed vampire slut.
I ran through every stud at the party, sucking and fucking like a mad bitch in heat.
All the little dicked losers licked my fuck filled creamy cunt hole. I was uncontrollable, wild like a hungry beast that could not be satiated. Damon attempted to enter my mind and gain dominance over me in vain. He had created the ultimate sex-crazed vampire slut, and I was out for cock! As a result, I left the party searching for fresh meat for my aching pussy, which needed filling.
I busted into a bar like a ravenous monster.
This newly formed sex-crazed vampire slut needed cock like a typical vamp needs blood. I felt as if I would die without it. I prowl around the room, looking for the first of many victims. So many to choose from. I go through man after man until I wake up in my own juice moaning and panting.
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