2025-09-24, 10:18 PM
For the life of me, at the time, I couldn't figure out why when Teresa our beautiful new Spanish maid, brushed against me, then stopped, looked so damn seductive into my eyes, as she says, simply, "Oh, please excuse me Beverly." Then goes on with her duties, I become so orgasmic. Perspiration instantly forms on my forehead, the palms of my hands become sticky, and that strange little twitch in my pussy began, like it does just before I seduce some empty headed man. It wasn't until we'd left the house that it went away. My god what do I do now. I certainly cannot ask mom to get rid if her, especially since I have no logical reason. Oh, don't misunderstand me, there is a reason but not one I can simply go to my mother and talk about.
This can only be traced back a week ago when Rob and I were out in the woods, looking for the best place to spread out a blanket, lay on it and become involved in the rites of spring. The rights of spring, what a laugh that is, we went there to fuck our brains out. Rob was my lover, one of many, but he was so forcefully overwhelming and brutal, I loved his ruthlessness. He created such powerful orgasms through out my body; I could never get enough of his gorgeous 10 inch prick in any one of my three orifices. Whether it was too much wine, or the spring air, I fell asleep. When I awoke I was in a hospital, there was a lot of confusion, but from what I gathered, a large dog had attacked us. Rob was dead, and I was bitten several times. Strangely I cannot tell you where because they seem to have healed, which is totally impossible. By the time the doctors looked there weren't even any scares, mystified, but stupidly letting this, totally impossible event just go by, they let me go home.
At the time I didn't realize I'd been made into a unique, very small group of those who have passed into the realm of the undead...Vampires, which any logically thinking person will tell you do not exist. The first time I witnessed its effect on me is when Teresa brushed by me so close. It had been only a week or so. I'm not sexually attracted to women, I'm strictly a man's woman, I do so adore a thick long prick especially when its driver knows what the fuck he's doing, and now here I am becoming orgasmic over other young women like myself. And damn but it is a strong desire. Everything that is going on in my mind must be what a man is thinking before he goes after some broad...but what the fuck, I don't have the equipment for that kind of action. So during the next few days I have a strange battle going on inside me, and damn if I can't even smell her when she's close, not her perfume, her skin, natural odor, but her blood...of all things...an actual sweet honey like smell. Only this morning as she stood outside mom's room getting instruction for the days work, I was peeking out my door smiling at her, or was it a snarl, open lip, bared teeth snarl, which she took as a smile and smiled back. Then I close the door millions of blood curdling scenes flash before my eyes...each one more delicious than the one before.
That evening something happened to me. I do not remember anything much but scenes like the previews of a coming movie; beyond telling my parents I'm going to lay down, then suddenly I'm running through the woods behind our estate, come upon one of our ground's keepers making his rounds and savagely attack him and Beat him onto the ground. Then in human form, I wantonly sexually ravish his body, so totally arousing him, we so horror ably and violently fuck one another in my attempt to weaken him, he weakens me. Not until after he ejaculates deep within my pussy, and I have the opportunity to suck his cock, do I have a chance to regain my strength, I not only suck his cock until he had another ejaculation, but his prick is a mass of blood because of my savagery, then I bite his cock right off. And actually suck his blood from what's left, continuing to do so, until his heart stops beating, as I pull my face away, a scene change again, and I'm howling to the moon running on all four legs back to my room.
As I awake the next morning, I laugh as I think about that crazy dream last night, werewolves, vampires, which was I suppose to be, what a kick in the ass that dream was, after a shower, I get dressed, go down stares for breakfast, the morning topic seems to be the death of one of our ground's keepers, who actually had his penis cut or bitten off and his blood sucked from his body. Not thinking much about it, I throw a quick thought out, "Was his blood actually sucked from him or did he simply bleed to death?"
So my brother, who is on the police department, replies, "According to the lab, he'd been empty too many hours for it to have drained out, and there was no blood found around the body."
"Hank," I reply, "Are you going to tell us now we have a blood sucking vampire, who prefers to get his blood from his subject's severed penis, what you guys won't think up next."
"No Bev, it gets worse, DNA tells us it's a woman...or she wolf, or both, they're rather confused as of now."
"Rather confused, no brother dear, they're fucked up."
Oh, shit did I ever do it this time, using language like that in front of my mother, and here it comes back to me, as daddy tells me, "Young lady, you'll not use that language in this house, now apologue to your mother."
"Mom, really I am very sorry."
Mom actually gets up, comes around to where I'm setting, leans down and hugs and kisses me sweetly, then softly tells me, "My poor darling Beverly, we spoiled you so terribly, but never fear my precious, you'll never do anything to cause me to stop loving you dearly."
"Thank you mom, you know I shall always love you also."
Managing to get through that fuck up, I set through breakfast without any more talking, pondering that dream over in my mind.
A few nights later I actually seem to be awake through the whole rather bazaar, some times, sick, perverted, horror able, yet delicious and sexually stimulating adventure. As the moon rises, I witness myself becoming a wolf, jumping out the window, changing back into my sweet young sensuous self, and putting the make on the first man I run into. In the back seat of his car he rips my clothing off me and ruthlessly fucks the piss and shit out of me, as I urge him on, until umpteen orgasms later, I breathlessly ask, "Please... come in my mouth." "You damn right cunt." So pulling it out he rams it deep down my throat, comes, and instantly gets his prick severed by my razor sharp teeth, then I suck as much of his blood as I want, killing him in the process, I change back, howl into the night and run off, but the police had set cage traps, and I run right into one. As soon as I do, out jumps my brother and two other officers. I'm a caged wild beast, head lowered, slowly walking around in the cage, emitting a low soft growl. Then I hear Hank say, "My god have you have seen anything that looks so deadly, what kind of wolf is it."
Another officer replies, "Not very large...female, probably the same one, let's get DNA and see if it matches."
Then moving so quickly at them, they are caught off guard, I jump, snarling viciously, they fall back, taking their eyes off me, and I vanish, leaving the cage door open. As soon as Hank sees this, he says, "Son of a bitch, how in the fuck did the wolf get out of there, and leave the fucking door open...look at this, the padlock is open, ok, who didn't close the lock, what dumb asses we are...listen, for the sake of all our jobs, this never happened."
I'd been watching, but I've got a bigger problem, holy shit, I'm a vampire...a real honest to blood sucking, undead, vapor, wolf, and bat changing vampire...what about all those stories, not being able to see my self in a mirror, never being out during the day, sleeping on dirt, and in a coffin, I will have to say, my eating habits have changed, I don't eat at all any more, or if I do, I vomit it back up as soon as I can, but wasn't I suppose to die, drink from the one who made me, this way becoming one of his, or hers. So on my way walking home, I'm suddenly aware, that one much more powerful than me is near, as he steps out of the shadows, I hear, "Do you know who I am?"
"Yes master, will you make me whole now." I some how know who he is.
"We were interrupted at the time of your making, that is why the other died, he was not supposed to die, but then no others were suppose to be around, come to me my little cock sucking slut."
He takes me to his hide away where we fuck ourselves silly, he is so brutal, and rips my skin in several places, biting me terribly, hammering his prick so hard in my cunt, then alternating between it, my ass and lips, I cry and scream because of the pain, but then realizing I must some how over power this brutal sadistic bastard if I am to live in this existence and not be constantly fearful of his brutality, but he is quick and knowledgeable so I find it difficult to find an opening where I can get the best of him. He continues until he's had his fill of me, then tells me, as he cuts a gash across his wrist, "Here, slut, drink and live."
Just as I'm beginning to feel strong he hits me, hard, right on the side of my head, yelling, "Not too much, slut, I need you weak." Then using my hair he drags me close, kisses my lips, biting them as he does, then tells me, "you are very desirable... I shall feed from you, so keep yourself full of fresh blood...you're also a great piece of ass, so I'll be fucking you regularly too. This will do several things for you, every one will become familiar with you, as well as you learning who all of us are. As you must already know all those silly stories about us are just that silly stories, what you abilities are is best learned on your own, the one thing I will tell you is losing your head will also cause you to lose your existence...yes, I will enjoy fucking you a great deal, you are a very sensuous slutty looking young cunt."
For the next months to come Count Renee and I are together constantly and when alone he fucks me ruthlessly, during our travels I am his companion, but in either case he treats me like a piece of filthy shit, so it is not difficult to begin planning his demise. Even though being with Renee is great for me because I quickly learn who every one is and who to be careful of. On this one night he is really wound up and fucks me terribly vicious. Lasting far longer then I expect. Thinking this might be my chance I urge him on, begging for more savagery, until he ejaculates the last time. Before he fully recovers I slash his chest, where a woman's breast would be with my finger nail, as I say, "Now I will drink my fill and live forever...you I don't need."
I eagerly put my arms around him, lower my head and suck in his chest where I cut it, biting into it, breaking his ribs and actually getting to his heart, sucking as hard as I can to get as much of his strength as possible, as he tries to pull away he finds, fortunately for me I am too quick and strong for him, since he had weakened himself by so violently fucking me for so long and vigorously. Soon he weakens even more, cries out, "If you kill me you shall be alone, who will help you, take care of you, show you how you must now exist."
I continue sucking his blood until after he's too weak to recover, I pull away from him, blood dripping from my lips and chin, just long enough to tell him, "Better alone than to have a tyrant like you hovering over me, sucking my strength, keeping me weak, fuck you, you blood sucking bastard...die." I continued until he's dead. Then the most unusual thing happens to me, as I fall, then jerked up into the air, twisted around, this going on for so long, then dropped on the ground, bursting up, feeling so powerful and strong. The only thing I can think is I have taken my makers strengths into my body...
Now I am without any one else to overwhelm me, but then the thought, who else has my attacker made, and in what dark alley is he or she hiding. I find that out on the next night, when I am out looking for fresh live blood, I see a lovely woman and jump her, she actually overpowers me before I even realize who she is, and she says, "So you are the one who killed that son of a bitch who did this to me, our maker is dead, now kill again, and release me from this horror able existence, here take this pitiful undead life from me."
She spreads her legs and offers me her thighs and cunt. So I ask, "There are many matters I do not understand, will you help me before I do."
"What's to understand we live from the blood of the living, women, their thighs, and pussy's, men their pricks. Men naturally are different, those mother fuckers feed from our necks, all in the process of seducing us, as he did me, and probably you. All those tails on how the living can kill us are only tails, nothing can kill us, except decapitating us or burning us alive, and this, naturally. What I'm begging you to do to me, gain more strength, you have his, now take mine also."
"First I must fuck you, you are after all very lovely, and I am beginning to have this strange love for women's blood."
"Naturally our blood is richer...I'll give you the best ride you'll ever have if you promise to kill me after." "Let's have a drink so we have time for you to tell me why you are so down on this way of life."
In a bar as we set drinking, Uvonda tells me, "First this is not living, it is existing from killing or producing others of our kind. It's a horror able way to exist, I hate it. I cannot stand to exist this way. He was so terribly brutal as he fucked me. I was a virgin, I was a bloody mess by the time he pulled out and offered me what he called life, in my weakened condition and out of sheer stupidity and desperation, knowing I was dying...I took it, that was one year ago, I've lived on rats ever since, and his constant horror able ravishing of my body and beatings because I will not fill myself from the living...I've submitted to so much brutality and pain over this year...please...I am pleading with you, take this away from me."
"Alright, I will, but first I so badly need to feast on this gorgeous body of yours, and taste what I know will be a delicious cunt between my lips."
"One last time, this will be my umpteenth, since that terrible night."
I get a hotel room, noting the clerk who I shall kill after I finish with this poor lost woman. We set on the edge of the bed and I hold her close, kissing her madly, trying to control the rage within me to rip her apart. What a different experience this is, me fondling a woman's breasts, but damn it, I feel so horny doing it, so I reach down and finger her pussy, even though she doesn't want to enjoy any of this, her passion overwhelms her pride as she begins getting into it. Soon we're like wild animals thrashing around on the bed, both of us finger fucking the other, pressing one another's lips in such vicious biting kisses our lips become covered with blood. Finally my savage lustfulness over comes every other emotion and I rip her cloths off and devour her tits, belly, thighs, licking and chewing every part of her body, until it is a bleeding mass of ripped flesh, as she screams because of the terrible pain I am inflicting upon her. Then drain her completely, watching her existence slip from her into me, until she is dead. Then I have this sudden rush of energy surging through my body, I feel so much stronger...not as much as I did when I killed my maker, but sweet enough. I walk down stares and as soon as the clerk sees me covered in blood he starts to run and scream, but is caught by my teeth and claws, and after I bite off the end of his cock, I drain him dry, then seemingly magically I turn into a cloud of vapor, appear my bedroom, fall on my bed and almost instantly I'm asleep, knowing there are no others who can overwhelm me now, for I am the only one...or so I mistakenly believe.
Mom and dad, Hank and I live in the old family estate, as I said Hank is a policeman. I am actually rather useless, barely getting through high school and working as a waitress ever since. If I worked a full schedule I'd make good money, but since my parents retired young and are well enough off I actually do not need to work. Therefore I only do enough to make a little money and meet new pieces of ass, be them male or female now since things have changed and being naturally lazy. I think of a way of getting money as I find my feeding grounds. Shit, what can be better, fuck the shit out of whoever, drain them of however much blood I need, then rob the ones I kill. Trying out my new "Job" so to speak.
This one night I'm looking over the wealthy section of town, find a home where only two people are living and they're young 35-40, must be some of the "Dot com." new money. I wait until they're asleep, sneak in and easily over power them, tying them tight. I then untie the woman and begin devouring her, naturally in front of her husband. She tries to make it look like she is very unhappy at first, then gives in and we have a great time, even though she's nothing to write home about. what she does to me proves the old saying, the ugly ones are the best ones and do I ever get my cunt worked over, as well as her getting hers tongued and fingered until she collapses from sheer exhaustion, and passes out.
I retie her, tie the man spread eagle to their bed, easily mesmerizing him and fuck the piss right out of him, make him eat my pussy, piss in his mouth, dildo fuck his asshole, and suck his cock, until I have him really tired, I tell him. "You're going to tell me where your money is."
In his traumatized and seduced state he willingly tells me; and I wire it to an off shore account. Now really starved, I bite off the end of his prick and drain him enough to kill him. Then go back to his wife, who although heard his screams of passion doesn't know how many pieces he's actually in and we fuck one another wildly again. Starting with her lips, kissing her lustfully, moving to her breasts, where I can no longer maintain my composure and I begin literally chewing her sweet round melon tits, until her chest is a bloody mess, but I must kill her because of all the screaming.
Then looking in a mirror I see how absolutely gorgeous I am, especially because of the over filling of nice live rich blood I've drained from these two, take all her jewellery, and his, plus anything else I can find worth taking and drive one of his cars, a Rolls Royce to a warehouse I've rented, and consider this a profitable evening, even though it took me until almost daylight to do it. Over the next few days I fence the goods I got, that plus the Rolls, and plus the cash, I make 3 million, which is enough for a while anyway, since I can go out during the day, mirrors are no problem, my color isn't either. Although my body temp is closer to what it is out side or wherever I am, because there is none in me.
Hank is adopted, so we're really not related at all and we've had a growing crush on one another for years. So a few weeks later while our folks are out for the evening, Hank talks about the blood sucking murderer which is out there somewhere. I change the subject, and tell him. "Since I haven't been spending any money and I've saved a lot, I'm going to live in NYC, I'll be leaving tonight; the house is yours." Thus forcing him to make a move on me if he actually wants me.
"Bev, please don't go, if for no other reason I need you close to me."
"You love me don't you?"
"Yes, damn it I do, as sick as it sounds, I want to make love to you so badly I hurt."
"Is this why you've never had a girl."
"Yes, I kept comparing them to you and my god Bev, you are so lovely, so gorgeous, is there any chance for me at all."
"You know every willing guy in town has fucked me, shit honey, I'm the mother fucking slut in this town..."
Inhaling a deep drag from my cigarette and exhaling the smoke in his face, as I continue. "But that's why you want me, because you have always been so good and right here before you is the town's biggest slut and you've got to have a piece of my sweet trim little ass don't you baby, you'll even eat me to get it won't you."
"I think I'll do anything for a piece of your ass Bev."
"I'm a rough lover honey, I enjoy it rough and I give it rough, can you take it?"
"You're driving me crazy, the way you dress all the time, your breasts all but showing every day, your ass too. Please Bev, let me try to please you."
Smiling I stand and drop my hip hugger shorts and halter, as I tell him, looking directly into his eyes, exhaling cigarette smoke as I say.
"I demand you screw the fuck right out of me, unless you can make me cry in terrible pain you'll never have me, so big man, here I am, fuck me."
He turns into a savage as he lifts me over his shoulder, carries me to his bed, throws me on it, undresses and drops on my body. Brutally kissing my lips terribly squeezing my tits, ramming his hand in my twat all the way to his wrist. Making a fist he ruthlessly fist fucks me, until I scream in horror able pain, burst out crying and begging for him to lighten up some, but he becomes meaner.
so I begin giving it back to him, for hours we literally fight over his right to fuck me, like wild animals. Until I let him, my actual strength now being so much more than any 3-6 mortal men. He fucks my ass until it burns, my cunt until it's bleeding, finishing with ramming his cock between my lips and deep fucking my throat until he comes down it. During which time my orgasms had reached such monstrous forcefulness, as he ejaculates down my throat, I actually collapse, gasping as I try to tell him. "I'm...you ..rs...Henry...holy fuck, I never knew you had it in you."
"I didn't, but fuck Bev, you're a demon...we'll have to keep this quiet. Adopted or not we're still too close."
"Fuck it, I can't get pregnant. So fuck it, I'm going to stay, I need more of this kind of love...oh fuck love, this kind of raw sex and wild ass fucking. But you do love me don't you Hank, so much you'll do anything I ask?"
"Yes Bev, anything, even illegal."
"I don't do illegal shit baby, immoral, perverted, even sick, but never illegal."
I'm 20, been fucked by every boy since grade school and husbands who wanted some young cunt. I'm 5-10, 165 lbs a tight 36 DD 20 38 figure that drives men insane and so mother fucking much of a masochist nymphomaniac this new way of existence for me is perfect. Because no matter how bruised and battered I allow myself to become, it heals instantly.
Later as Hank and I are back at it again, I am down sucking his cock, he comes, and collapses I bite his thigh, and drain a little blood from him. He hardly felt it because of just having spent hours fucking me, later he goes to work, As I try to do nightly. I go to Joe's place and check out the action, days turn into weeks, then months with Hank and I fucking a few times weekly. But mostly, I dress seductively and since I've been going in the local bars since I was 12, I go to Joe's where he asks. "The usual Bev."
"Right on my love."
I've got a micro-mini skirt and tight blouse, open crotch hose and 5 inch heels. My blond hair is down to my ass, but it's wavvy, so it's only down to the middle of my back, flame red, wet looking lipstick, deep tri-colored eye shadow, so as he brings it, he asks. "Do you know how long it's been?"
"Too mother fucking long babe, tonight after you get done, let me drain you, and get me some ass while I'm waiting, can you sugar?" If only he knew how much I'll drain him.
"You've filled out nicely baby, what are your tits now D?"
"You've got a good eye sugar, double that, but you also notice I'm not top heavy, my ass is right on cue and I still have only a 20 waist."
"Yaa, you look like a mother fucking hour glass."
"4 or nothing little man if you can't keep it up for 4 hours forget it, I need my cock, and lots of it."
"Care for a triple, there's 3 guys over there who are looking for some action."
"Will they pay?"
"I don't know why not, let me check."
A little later they come to my table and John one of them asks. "Mother fuck, up close you're one hell of a sharp piece of ass baby, how much?"
"Set, you're attracting attention, there are three of you, that's three pieces of my ass, three times the ass, three times the value...$2500...and for what you'll get from me, you'll never match that for less then 5 anywhere else."
"Fuck you cunt, I'll jack off before I'll spend that much."
"I'll tell you what if any of you can walk when we're done, I'm free, other wise, 2500 , or you go fuck yourselves." "Aren't you a rough talking slut, fuck...ok...where?"
Smiling at Joe, I tell them. "Follow me guys, to the golden room."
This can only be traced back a week ago when Rob and I were out in the woods, looking for the best place to spread out a blanket, lay on it and become involved in the rites of spring. The rights of spring, what a laugh that is, we went there to fuck our brains out. Rob was my lover, one of many, but he was so forcefully overwhelming and brutal, I loved his ruthlessness. He created such powerful orgasms through out my body; I could never get enough of his gorgeous 10 inch prick in any one of my three orifices. Whether it was too much wine, or the spring air, I fell asleep. When I awoke I was in a hospital, there was a lot of confusion, but from what I gathered, a large dog had attacked us. Rob was dead, and I was bitten several times. Strangely I cannot tell you where because they seem to have healed, which is totally impossible. By the time the doctors looked there weren't even any scares, mystified, but stupidly letting this, totally impossible event just go by, they let me go home.
At the time I didn't realize I'd been made into a unique, very small group of those who have passed into the realm of the undead...Vampires, which any logically thinking person will tell you do not exist. The first time I witnessed its effect on me is when Teresa brushed by me so close. It had been only a week or so. I'm not sexually attracted to women, I'm strictly a man's woman, I do so adore a thick long prick especially when its driver knows what the fuck he's doing, and now here I am becoming orgasmic over other young women like myself. And damn but it is a strong desire. Everything that is going on in my mind must be what a man is thinking before he goes after some broad...but what the fuck, I don't have the equipment for that kind of action. So during the next few days I have a strange battle going on inside me, and damn if I can't even smell her when she's close, not her perfume, her skin, natural odor, but her blood...of all things...an actual sweet honey like smell. Only this morning as she stood outside mom's room getting instruction for the days work, I was peeking out my door smiling at her, or was it a snarl, open lip, bared teeth snarl, which she took as a smile and smiled back. Then I close the door millions of blood curdling scenes flash before my eyes...each one more delicious than the one before.
That evening something happened to me. I do not remember anything much but scenes like the previews of a coming movie; beyond telling my parents I'm going to lay down, then suddenly I'm running through the woods behind our estate, come upon one of our ground's keepers making his rounds and savagely attack him and Beat him onto the ground. Then in human form, I wantonly sexually ravish his body, so totally arousing him, we so horror ably and violently fuck one another in my attempt to weaken him, he weakens me. Not until after he ejaculates deep within my pussy, and I have the opportunity to suck his cock, do I have a chance to regain my strength, I not only suck his cock until he had another ejaculation, but his prick is a mass of blood because of my savagery, then I bite his cock right off. And actually suck his blood from what's left, continuing to do so, until his heart stops beating, as I pull my face away, a scene change again, and I'm howling to the moon running on all four legs back to my room.
As I awake the next morning, I laugh as I think about that crazy dream last night, werewolves, vampires, which was I suppose to be, what a kick in the ass that dream was, after a shower, I get dressed, go down stares for breakfast, the morning topic seems to be the death of one of our ground's keepers, who actually had his penis cut or bitten off and his blood sucked from his body. Not thinking much about it, I throw a quick thought out, "Was his blood actually sucked from him or did he simply bleed to death?"
So my brother, who is on the police department, replies, "According to the lab, he'd been empty too many hours for it to have drained out, and there was no blood found around the body."
"Hank," I reply, "Are you going to tell us now we have a blood sucking vampire, who prefers to get his blood from his subject's severed penis, what you guys won't think up next."
"No Bev, it gets worse, DNA tells us it's a woman...or she wolf, or both, they're rather confused as of now."
"Rather confused, no brother dear, they're fucked up."
Oh, shit did I ever do it this time, using language like that in front of my mother, and here it comes back to me, as daddy tells me, "Young lady, you'll not use that language in this house, now apologue to your mother."
"Mom, really I am very sorry."
Mom actually gets up, comes around to where I'm setting, leans down and hugs and kisses me sweetly, then softly tells me, "My poor darling Beverly, we spoiled you so terribly, but never fear my precious, you'll never do anything to cause me to stop loving you dearly."
"Thank you mom, you know I shall always love you also."
Managing to get through that fuck up, I set through breakfast without any more talking, pondering that dream over in my mind.
A few nights later I actually seem to be awake through the whole rather bazaar, some times, sick, perverted, horror able, yet delicious and sexually stimulating adventure. As the moon rises, I witness myself becoming a wolf, jumping out the window, changing back into my sweet young sensuous self, and putting the make on the first man I run into. In the back seat of his car he rips my clothing off me and ruthlessly fucks the piss and shit out of me, as I urge him on, until umpteen orgasms later, I breathlessly ask, "Please... come in my mouth." "You damn right cunt." So pulling it out he rams it deep down my throat, comes, and instantly gets his prick severed by my razor sharp teeth, then I suck as much of his blood as I want, killing him in the process, I change back, howl into the night and run off, but the police had set cage traps, and I run right into one. As soon as I do, out jumps my brother and two other officers. I'm a caged wild beast, head lowered, slowly walking around in the cage, emitting a low soft growl. Then I hear Hank say, "My god have you have seen anything that looks so deadly, what kind of wolf is it."
Another officer replies, "Not very large...female, probably the same one, let's get DNA and see if it matches."
Then moving so quickly at them, they are caught off guard, I jump, snarling viciously, they fall back, taking their eyes off me, and I vanish, leaving the cage door open. As soon as Hank sees this, he says, "Son of a bitch, how in the fuck did the wolf get out of there, and leave the fucking door open...look at this, the padlock is open, ok, who didn't close the lock, what dumb asses we are...listen, for the sake of all our jobs, this never happened."
I'd been watching, but I've got a bigger problem, holy shit, I'm a vampire...a real honest to blood sucking, undead, vapor, wolf, and bat changing vampire...what about all those stories, not being able to see my self in a mirror, never being out during the day, sleeping on dirt, and in a coffin, I will have to say, my eating habits have changed, I don't eat at all any more, or if I do, I vomit it back up as soon as I can, but wasn't I suppose to die, drink from the one who made me, this way becoming one of his, or hers. So on my way walking home, I'm suddenly aware, that one much more powerful than me is near, as he steps out of the shadows, I hear, "Do you know who I am?"
"Yes master, will you make me whole now." I some how know who he is.
"We were interrupted at the time of your making, that is why the other died, he was not supposed to die, but then no others were suppose to be around, come to me my little cock sucking slut."
He takes me to his hide away where we fuck ourselves silly, he is so brutal, and rips my skin in several places, biting me terribly, hammering his prick so hard in my cunt, then alternating between it, my ass and lips, I cry and scream because of the pain, but then realizing I must some how over power this brutal sadistic bastard if I am to live in this existence and not be constantly fearful of his brutality, but he is quick and knowledgeable so I find it difficult to find an opening where I can get the best of him. He continues until he's had his fill of me, then tells me, as he cuts a gash across his wrist, "Here, slut, drink and live."
Just as I'm beginning to feel strong he hits me, hard, right on the side of my head, yelling, "Not too much, slut, I need you weak." Then using my hair he drags me close, kisses my lips, biting them as he does, then tells me, "you are very desirable... I shall feed from you, so keep yourself full of fresh blood...you're also a great piece of ass, so I'll be fucking you regularly too. This will do several things for you, every one will become familiar with you, as well as you learning who all of us are. As you must already know all those silly stories about us are just that silly stories, what you abilities are is best learned on your own, the one thing I will tell you is losing your head will also cause you to lose your existence...yes, I will enjoy fucking you a great deal, you are a very sensuous slutty looking young cunt."
For the next months to come Count Renee and I are together constantly and when alone he fucks me ruthlessly, during our travels I am his companion, but in either case he treats me like a piece of filthy shit, so it is not difficult to begin planning his demise. Even though being with Renee is great for me because I quickly learn who every one is and who to be careful of. On this one night he is really wound up and fucks me terribly vicious. Lasting far longer then I expect. Thinking this might be my chance I urge him on, begging for more savagery, until he ejaculates the last time. Before he fully recovers I slash his chest, where a woman's breast would be with my finger nail, as I say, "Now I will drink my fill and live forever...you I don't need."
I eagerly put my arms around him, lower my head and suck in his chest where I cut it, biting into it, breaking his ribs and actually getting to his heart, sucking as hard as I can to get as much of his strength as possible, as he tries to pull away he finds, fortunately for me I am too quick and strong for him, since he had weakened himself by so violently fucking me for so long and vigorously. Soon he weakens even more, cries out, "If you kill me you shall be alone, who will help you, take care of you, show you how you must now exist."
I continue sucking his blood until after he's too weak to recover, I pull away from him, blood dripping from my lips and chin, just long enough to tell him, "Better alone than to have a tyrant like you hovering over me, sucking my strength, keeping me weak, fuck you, you blood sucking bastard...die." I continued until he's dead. Then the most unusual thing happens to me, as I fall, then jerked up into the air, twisted around, this going on for so long, then dropped on the ground, bursting up, feeling so powerful and strong. The only thing I can think is I have taken my makers strengths into my body...
Now I am without any one else to overwhelm me, but then the thought, who else has my attacker made, and in what dark alley is he or she hiding. I find that out on the next night, when I am out looking for fresh live blood, I see a lovely woman and jump her, she actually overpowers me before I even realize who she is, and she says, "So you are the one who killed that son of a bitch who did this to me, our maker is dead, now kill again, and release me from this horror able existence, here take this pitiful undead life from me."
She spreads her legs and offers me her thighs and cunt. So I ask, "There are many matters I do not understand, will you help me before I do."
"What's to understand we live from the blood of the living, women, their thighs, and pussy's, men their pricks. Men naturally are different, those mother fuckers feed from our necks, all in the process of seducing us, as he did me, and probably you. All those tails on how the living can kill us are only tails, nothing can kill us, except decapitating us or burning us alive, and this, naturally. What I'm begging you to do to me, gain more strength, you have his, now take mine also."
"First I must fuck you, you are after all very lovely, and I am beginning to have this strange love for women's blood."
"Naturally our blood is richer...I'll give you the best ride you'll ever have if you promise to kill me after." "Let's have a drink so we have time for you to tell me why you are so down on this way of life."
In a bar as we set drinking, Uvonda tells me, "First this is not living, it is existing from killing or producing others of our kind. It's a horror able way to exist, I hate it. I cannot stand to exist this way. He was so terribly brutal as he fucked me. I was a virgin, I was a bloody mess by the time he pulled out and offered me what he called life, in my weakened condition and out of sheer stupidity and desperation, knowing I was dying...I took it, that was one year ago, I've lived on rats ever since, and his constant horror able ravishing of my body and beatings because I will not fill myself from the living...I've submitted to so much brutality and pain over this year...please...I am pleading with you, take this away from me."
"Alright, I will, but first I so badly need to feast on this gorgeous body of yours, and taste what I know will be a delicious cunt between my lips."
"One last time, this will be my umpteenth, since that terrible night."
I get a hotel room, noting the clerk who I shall kill after I finish with this poor lost woman. We set on the edge of the bed and I hold her close, kissing her madly, trying to control the rage within me to rip her apart. What a different experience this is, me fondling a woman's breasts, but damn it, I feel so horny doing it, so I reach down and finger her pussy, even though she doesn't want to enjoy any of this, her passion overwhelms her pride as she begins getting into it. Soon we're like wild animals thrashing around on the bed, both of us finger fucking the other, pressing one another's lips in such vicious biting kisses our lips become covered with blood. Finally my savage lustfulness over comes every other emotion and I rip her cloths off and devour her tits, belly, thighs, licking and chewing every part of her body, until it is a bleeding mass of ripped flesh, as she screams because of the terrible pain I am inflicting upon her. Then drain her completely, watching her existence slip from her into me, until she is dead. Then I have this sudden rush of energy surging through my body, I feel so much stronger...not as much as I did when I killed my maker, but sweet enough. I walk down stares and as soon as the clerk sees me covered in blood he starts to run and scream, but is caught by my teeth and claws, and after I bite off the end of his cock, I drain him dry, then seemingly magically I turn into a cloud of vapor, appear my bedroom, fall on my bed and almost instantly I'm asleep, knowing there are no others who can overwhelm me now, for I am the only one...or so I mistakenly believe.
Mom and dad, Hank and I live in the old family estate, as I said Hank is a policeman. I am actually rather useless, barely getting through high school and working as a waitress ever since. If I worked a full schedule I'd make good money, but since my parents retired young and are well enough off I actually do not need to work. Therefore I only do enough to make a little money and meet new pieces of ass, be them male or female now since things have changed and being naturally lazy. I think of a way of getting money as I find my feeding grounds. Shit, what can be better, fuck the shit out of whoever, drain them of however much blood I need, then rob the ones I kill. Trying out my new "Job" so to speak.
This one night I'm looking over the wealthy section of town, find a home where only two people are living and they're young 35-40, must be some of the "Dot com." new money. I wait until they're asleep, sneak in and easily over power them, tying them tight. I then untie the woman and begin devouring her, naturally in front of her husband. She tries to make it look like she is very unhappy at first, then gives in and we have a great time, even though she's nothing to write home about. what she does to me proves the old saying, the ugly ones are the best ones and do I ever get my cunt worked over, as well as her getting hers tongued and fingered until she collapses from sheer exhaustion, and passes out.
I retie her, tie the man spread eagle to their bed, easily mesmerizing him and fuck the piss right out of him, make him eat my pussy, piss in his mouth, dildo fuck his asshole, and suck his cock, until I have him really tired, I tell him. "You're going to tell me where your money is."
In his traumatized and seduced state he willingly tells me; and I wire it to an off shore account. Now really starved, I bite off the end of his prick and drain him enough to kill him. Then go back to his wife, who although heard his screams of passion doesn't know how many pieces he's actually in and we fuck one another wildly again. Starting with her lips, kissing her lustfully, moving to her breasts, where I can no longer maintain my composure and I begin literally chewing her sweet round melon tits, until her chest is a bloody mess, but I must kill her because of all the screaming.
Then looking in a mirror I see how absolutely gorgeous I am, especially because of the over filling of nice live rich blood I've drained from these two, take all her jewellery, and his, plus anything else I can find worth taking and drive one of his cars, a Rolls Royce to a warehouse I've rented, and consider this a profitable evening, even though it took me until almost daylight to do it. Over the next few days I fence the goods I got, that plus the Rolls, and plus the cash, I make 3 million, which is enough for a while anyway, since I can go out during the day, mirrors are no problem, my color isn't either. Although my body temp is closer to what it is out side or wherever I am, because there is none in me.
Hank is adopted, so we're really not related at all and we've had a growing crush on one another for years. So a few weeks later while our folks are out for the evening, Hank talks about the blood sucking murderer which is out there somewhere. I change the subject, and tell him. "Since I haven't been spending any money and I've saved a lot, I'm going to live in NYC, I'll be leaving tonight; the house is yours." Thus forcing him to make a move on me if he actually wants me.
"Bev, please don't go, if for no other reason I need you close to me."
"You love me don't you?"
"Yes, damn it I do, as sick as it sounds, I want to make love to you so badly I hurt."
"Is this why you've never had a girl."
"Yes, I kept comparing them to you and my god Bev, you are so lovely, so gorgeous, is there any chance for me at all."
"You know every willing guy in town has fucked me, shit honey, I'm the mother fucking slut in this town..."
Inhaling a deep drag from my cigarette and exhaling the smoke in his face, as I continue. "But that's why you want me, because you have always been so good and right here before you is the town's biggest slut and you've got to have a piece of my sweet trim little ass don't you baby, you'll even eat me to get it won't you."
"I think I'll do anything for a piece of your ass Bev."
"I'm a rough lover honey, I enjoy it rough and I give it rough, can you take it?"
"You're driving me crazy, the way you dress all the time, your breasts all but showing every day, your ass too. Please Bev, let me try to please you."
Smiling I stand and drop my hip hugger shorts and halter, as I tell him, looking directly into his eyes, exhaling cigarette smoke as I say.
"I demand you screw the fuck right out of me, unless you can make me cry in terrible pain you'll never have me, so big man, here I am, fuck me."
He turns into a savage as he lifts me over his shoulder, carries me to his bed, throws me on it, undresses and drops on my body. Brutally kissing my lips terribly squeezing my tits, ramming his hand in my twat all the way to his wrist. Making a fist he ruthlessly fist fucks me, until I scream in horror able pain, burst out crying and begging for him to lighten up some, but he becomes meaner.
so I begin giving it back to him, for hours we literally fight over his right to fuck me, like wild animals. Until I let him, my actual strength now being so much more than any 3-6 mortal men. He fucks my ass until it burns, my cunt until it's bleeding, finishing with ramming his cock between my lips and deep fucking my throat until he comes down it. During which time my orgasms had reached such monstrous forcefulness, as he ejaculates down my throat, I actually collapse, gasping as I try to tell him. "I'm...you ..rs...Henry...holy fuck, I never knew you had it in you."
"I didn't, but fuck Bev, you're a demon...we'll have to keep this quiet. Adopted or not we're still too close."
"Fuck it, I can't get pregnant. So fuck it, I'm going to stay, I need more of this kind of love...oh fuck love, this kind of raw sex and wild ass fucking. But you do love me don't you Hank, so much you'll do anything I ask?"
"Yes Bev, anything, even illegal."
"I don't do illegal shit baby, immoral, perverted, even sick, but never illegal."
I'm 20, been fucked by every boy since grade school and husbands who wanted some young cunt. I'm 5-10, 165 lbs a tight 36 DD 20 38 figure that drives men insane and so mother fucking much of a masochist nymphomaniac this new way of existence for me is perfect. Because no matter how bruised and battered I allow myself to become, it heals instantly.
Later as Hank and I are back at it again, I am down sucking his cock, he comes, and collapses I bite his thigh, and drain a little blood from him. He hardly felt it because of just having spent hours fucking me, later he goes to work, As I try to do nightly. I go to Joe's place and check out the action, days turn into weeks, then months with Hank and I fucking a few times weekly. But mostly, I dress seductively and since I've been going in the local bars since I was 12, I go to Joe's where he asks. "The usual Bev."
"Right on my love."
I've got a micro-mini skirt and tight blouse, open crotch hose and 5 inch heels. My blond hair is down to my ass, but it's wavvy, so it's only down to the middle of my back, flame red, wet looking lipstick, deep tri-colored eye shadow, so as he brings it, he asks. "Do you know how long it's been?"
"Too mother fucking long babe, tonight after you get done, let me drain you, and get me some ass while I'm waiting, can you sugar?" If only he knew how much I'll drain him.
"You've filled out nicely baby, what are your tits now D?"
"You've got a good eye sugar, double that, but you also notice I'm not top heavy, my ass is right on cue and I still have only a 20 waist."
"Yaa, you look like a mother fucking hour glass."
"4 or nothing little man if you can't keep it up for 4 hours forget it, I need my cock, and lots of it."
"Care for a triple, there's 3 guys over there who are looking for some action."
"Will they pay?"
"I don't know why not, let me check."
A little later they come to my table and John one of them asks. "Mother fuck, up close you're one hell of a sharp piece of ass baby, how much?"
"Set, you're attracting attention, there are three of you, that's three pieces of my ass, three times the ass, three times the value...$2500...and for what you'll get from me, you'll never match that for less then 5 anywhere else."
"Fuck you cunt, I'll jack off before I'll spend that much."
"I'll tell you what if any of you can walk when we're done, I'm free, other wise, 2500 , or you go fuck yourselves." "Aren't you a rough talking slut, fuck...ok...where?"
Smiling at Joe, I tell them. "Follow me guys, to the golden room."