by Carl East
The picture before me was classic hammer, she had fainted in his arms and he was about to bite her neck.
"Put her down…" I yelled.
Scar looked over at me surprised.
"Why, you can't take her, you're a defect remember."
"I still have the right to choose my last victim," I said, hoping that if I gave him the 'rights' speech he would concede.
He placed her on the bed and then turned to me, his eyes beginning to glow red.
I couldn't beat him in a fair fight, for his strength was twice my own having fed on the blood of his victims, but then why fight fair with a Vampire. He lunged pinning my shoulders to the wall. I latched onto his neck and sunk my teeth in while I took a bite. It was the only thing, I could think of doing. The power of the blood spilling through the wound surged into my body, he tried to push my off and suddenly I felt like a God.
I raised my hands to his shoulder and ripped his throat out with my teeth, and then plunged my right hand through his chest and out the other side. I’d found the only cure for my ailment, living on the blood of Vampires. Scar’s body turned to fine ash as I let him drop to the floor.
Looking up and finding the blonde still unconscious on the bed, I walked over to her. Scar had ripped the strap off her nightgown and the silky material had spilled down to reveal those magnificent breasts. She started to come around and her eyes popped open.
"Ah, who are you?" she said with fear in her eyes.
"Have no fear; I stopped him from hurting you," I replied, pointing to the ash on the floor.
She wasn't convinced, and began pushing herself backwards on the bed to get away from me. This is going to take some finesse I thought.
I suddenly remembered a power that all Vampires possess and one, which I hadn't yet tried. Staring deeply into her eyes I told her that she was safe with me and then watched to see if my hypnotic skills were working. She slowed her retreat up the bed and then stopped. Rising up she came to embrace me with both arms, and I could feel the tension slowly leave her body. Raising my hands gently to her face, I looked again into her eyes and whispered, “Kiss me.”
Her eyes drifted shut as she placed her lips over mine and began to kiss me with a passion I’d thought I’d lost forever. Her tongue played with the crease of my lips before entering my mouth in search of my own. We kissed as if we were lovers long parted and then the lust started to take over. Her hands began to remove my clothes and she placed wet kisses as each new area of flesh was revealed. Her fingers tangled with the belt on my pants as she struggled to open the clasp. Lowering the zipper of my pants her hands reached inside to grasp the briefs I wore and in one slow move, she pulled my clothes down from my hips and was on her knees in front of me.
I kicked the clothes off my feet and reached to pull her to my naked flesh. Her nightdress fell to the floor as we embraced again. I started to kiss her neck, not once getting the desire to bite it, I carried on down her beautiful body, reaching her breasts I lingered, my tongue playing with her nipples while my right hand was stroking her thigh, she sucked in a mouth full of air as my fingers brushed her womanly lips.
She reached for my cock, taking it in her hand; she started to rub gently, my erection responding with a jerk as she manipulated it between her fingers. I carried on kissing her body, getting nearer and nearer to her lovely mound of pubic hair, she had to let go of my cock as I drew nearer to my goal. Placing my tongue to the entrance of her pussy, I licked the outside before penetrating her tunnel of love, and then proceeded to lick and suck her tiny hood, she placed her hands into my hair encouraging me to delve deeper.
What many people don't know about Vampires was that they had staying power; they could make love for days if they wanted too.
Her legs were squirming as she reached her first orgasm, her juices tasted like a good meal, I lapped it up which made her yelp. Proceeding back up to her breasts I cupped them with both hands, by now she could feel my stiff member rubbing against her leg, getting nearer to her pussy, reaching down she guided my lust to where she wanted it the most, it touched the outer wall, and she pushed her hips forward in anticipation of entry. It glided past the moist entrance with ease, entering her body she let out a gasp, and then holding my buttocks with both hands she pulled me into her womanhood.
Slowly at first for I wanted to savor the moment. I started my rhythmic motion, and letting me take over she kissed me once again, her hot mouth covering my own in a wanton lustful manner, darting her little tongue in and out with the same speed as my cock. She moaned with pleasure as I started to speed up, shouting loudly as she neared another orgasm, I was not even close, but I was enjoying this moment more than any time in my life.
We changed positions, I lifted both her legs, parting them and holding them in place, I entered her pussy in a kneeling position, again making her gasp. She wanted me deeper as she thrust her hips forward trying to take more than she could, I penetrated deeper eager to satisfy her lust and she pulled on her nipples whilst stroking her breasts, in an effort to encourage my thrusting of her pleasure zone.
She was beautiful, her slim body glistening with sweat as the onslaught continued. I could feel myself starting to cum; I pumped faster my groans giving my climax away. She quickly pulled my cock out and then kneeling up to face me took my cock into her mouth. It was just in time for the first load, swallowing it and then sucking in anticipation of my second, some escaping her mouth and running down her chin, again I came with less vigor but just as much pleasure, taking in each drop she gripped my cock with her hands and pumped the remains out onto her waiting tongue.
We again changed positions, she kneeling while I entered from behind, thrusting with all I was worth to a chorus of moans, that I'm sure could be heard by the entire neighborhood. After making her cum for the fourth time, I took my cock out and pressed against her anal passage, she pushed back eager to feel my cock sliding into her ass, it passed the tight outer ring entering her behind, she screamed with the suddenness of it.
I reached around with one hand playing with her pussy while I pounded her back passage, she kept telling me to go faster, to which I responded with ever-quicker thrusts. I was going to cum and she could clearly feel this for she started to push back harder, I felt the surge explode into her body, slowing down slightly in order to savor the moment, my fingers still working on her pussy lips, she started to orgasm as she felt me erupt inside her. We held each other for what seemed like hours after that.
I started to wonder about my dilemma, the only way I could survive was to take the blood of a fellow Vampire, as I thought about it my guilt started to fade away, after all I hadn't asked to become a Vampire, it had been thrust on me as it were. Looking at the beautiful blonde in my arms, I suddenly realized that I still didn't know her name. Placing her head softly on the pillow I got up to look around the room, on the dresser was a couple of letters addressed to a Miss Pamela Booth, now I knew. I was going to see a lot of Pam in the future, and I hoped she would eventually not need to be coerced by my hypnotic stare. I bent down over her face kissing her cheek, and then left her sleeping.
As I reentered the night I wondered how this would all turn out, I had killed the leader of the resident Vampires in this town and knew that they would want revenge. I did have one thing in my favor; they wouldn't know who had killed him, or where he was killed. That was a comfort to me, knowing that Pam would be all right, I walked into the night thinking of my next move.
The End
Jessica's Satanic Rite of Passage
Chapter 1
Jessica silently moved closer, hugging the damp concrete wall, certain that her movements were hidden in the shadows. Seeing the slivers of light in the distance and hearing the muffled sounds she shook her head in the darkness debating on her next move.
Earlier she had congratulated herself on doing a good job of tailing her roommate to the abandoned church. Now she wondered exactly what she had gotten herself in to. If only Melanie hadn’t
been so secretive over the past several months. She’d noticed her slipping out these past weeks, always on a Wednesday night, without saying where she was going. This was beyond strange, as Melanie never kept secrets from her; in fact, since they left school, they had shared an apartment, clothes and even the occasional boyfriend. Therefore, when Melanie disappeared again tonight she decided to follow.
The night sky was dark without a moon and made the task easier but she started to have her doubts when she saw where Melanie was headed. The outskirt of town contained a stand of woods and the requisite abandoned junk and cars, but off towards the center was an old abandoned church with boarded up windows and crawling vines. Never having paid much attention to this area she was at a loss as to why her roommate was headed there.
Seeing Melanie walking on the weed choked path to the grayed wooden door she was surprised to see it open and then silently close behind her. Running forward to catch the handle before it closed she tripped over her feet and landed short of her goal. Holding her breath she waited to see if anyone had heard her fall but the heavy old door must have masked the sound.
Standing up and moving forward she tested the handle but found it locked. Deciding to look around the sides of the building, she forced herself to walk through the bushes and weeds that cloaked the sides of the quarried stone, walls. Pushing forward she saw a side entrance door that looked weathered by the years and tugging on the hanging handle found that it moved without too much force and she was able to slip inside.
Popping her head from side to side, she saw that the coast was clear and using her hands found her way along the clammy walls where faint sounds and light beckoned her forward. Not knowing what to expect she kept low and to the shadows until leaving the narrow side corridor where she saw the first hint of large pillars in front of her. The floors were peppered with the accumulation of years of being abandoned. Broken glass and food wrappers strewn about seemed to indicate that for years people had been using the old building as a hangout.
Wondering what in the world Melanie was doing here, she forced herself slowly forward until the saw her standing toward the front of the remains of broken pews where an abandoned altar loomed in the dim light. Melanie seemed completely out of place as she stood along with about seven or eight bikers, all wearing worn leather jackets and holding lighted candles in their outstretched hands.
Jessica held her breath, watching and waiting and decided to get a little closer. Crawling along the floor, she made her way past the pillars, until finally she had a view that was clear from both obstacles and shadows. She could see now that most of them were chugging from alcohol bottles, smoking and laughing and generally having a good time, and then she watched as a couple of the men picked up Melanie and placed her on the altar.
Melanie must have been chugging along with the men because she decided to give them a strip show as she stumbled into a dance routine on the altar’s surface. Peeling her clothes off piece by piece, she drunkenly threw them this way and that until she was down to the socks on her feet. Jessica couldn’t decide whether to rescue her or let her make a fool of herself when she saw the bikers start to remove their clothes.
She almost gave her position away when she groaned with the realization that she was about to witness a gangbang. The men intent on their prize began to go through some sort of ritual, for they lowered her to her back and bound her arms wide stretched. Initially placed in the position of a cross, they then opened her legs with one man on each ankle. Then she heard the chanting, and could just make out some of the words.
“Satan, accept this offering, pass into our seed the power to vanquish our enemies, and live forever in the afterlife,” said by a tall grungy male who appeared to be the leader.
“So, they are Satanists,” thought Jessica, as she watched the first man mount the table.
Standing between Melanie’s open legs, he pulled on his semi-hard cock looking down on Melanie, who was licking her lips with obvious anticipation. Realizing that Melanie must have been participating in these sessions for the last several weeks, Jessica couldn’t help but wonder how she was drawn into this situation.
Watching her friend being thoroughly fucked for the first time that night, a fucking that was almost violent in its ferocity, she began to get caught up in the atmosphere and started to feel turned on by the sights and sounds before her. The man who was impaling her roommate was pounding her as if he’d never had sex before. Instead of hearing screams of pain all she heard were increasing moans of pleasure coming from Melanie, who was clearly enjoying the man’s enthusiasm. Watching Melanie grip his ass and wrap her legs around his waist left no doubt to anyone how she felt about his technique. Jessica watched as two other men came to stand on either side of the altar, and began to suck and play with Melanie’s breasts.
The whole situation was so odd and titillating that Jessica felt moisture begin to pool between her legs. The whole aura of what was occurring was driving her to imagine what it would feel like, if that was she on the altar receiving all the attention. She began to fantasize about what she would do if she could take her place. Pushing her hand into her panties, she began to play with the damp lips of her sex and play with her opening. Not being able to get her hand inside of her tight jeans, she pushed them and her panties down for better access.
As soon as her butt cheeks were bare to the cool air, her fingers began to play with her clit tugging and circling the distended point of pleasure. Watching the group at the altar, she saw the first man suddenly tense and jerk to a standstill as he began to ejaculate. Melanie must have been rubbing her clit along his hard erection as she gave a gasping scream of ecstasy while thrusting her hips up to continue the momentum of her coming. Suddenly he grabbed her thighs and pulled out to spill the last of his seed onto her stomach as he heaved in heavy breaths. Watching the two reach a shuddering climax triggered her own climax as she moaned aloud and thrust her finger deep inside her wet pussy.
Coming explosively, she leaked a moan of pleasure into the air and finally opening her eyes saw that her hiding place had been discovered. Quickly scrambling to her feet and trying to straighten up in an effort to pull up her clothes and leave she was grabbed by one of the men before she could make a run back to the side entrance.
“You’re not going anywhere, not until we find out what you’re doing here,” he said while dragging her back to the others.
Jessica was in the midst of deciding whether to fight him off and escape or try to bluff her way through to help Melanie when she heard her calling her name. Looking up she saw that Melanie was watching the man drag her closer. Hearing Melanie speak the man released her arm but continued to use his body to move her forward to the rest of the group.
Jessica made up her mind and decided in that instant that she was going to find out exactly what was going on.
“Did you follow me here Jessica?” asked Melanie as she sat up on the altar.
Moving slowly towards the group, she eyed the men there while she formed her reply.
“Yes, I wondered where you were slipping away to every Wednesday night. Watching you sneak out of the apartment, I wondered what was going on and why you didn’t tell me where you were going. I was afraid you were in trouble so I figured I’d better follow you and find out,” she replied, watching the group close in around them.
Melanie laughed and lay back down on the hard surface arching her back against the cold and shaking her breasts to entice the next man at her feet. Spreading her legs wide she looked at her roommate, smiled and invited her to join in the fun.
Jessica watched and saw the next man crawl up between Melanie thighs and lift her legs to her shoulders. Placing the dripping head of his cock at her entrance, he slowly pushed the bloated head into her tight entrance and when she sighed in pleasure, he thrust into her depths like a man possessed. Jessica watched them as he spread her legs to get a better angle of penetration. His nut sack tightened up in pleasure as he kept thrusting into her eager
body and she knew that he was getting ready to explode into Melanie’s waiting depths. With each thrust, he seemed to go deeper and their moans of lust and pleasure began to fill the air. Feeling heated with arousal, she watched their driven movements and she pictured being placed in the same position.
Suddenly she felt hands on her bare legs and realized that some of the other men had pulled her loosened pants down around her ankles while she stood there engrossed in what was taking place before her. Looking at the men surrounding her she watched as one stepped forward and pulled off the jacket she had on. Tossing it to the floor, he then moved to the buttons on her shirt and watching her eyes he opened the buttons one by one until he was able to drop the blouse off her shoulders.