101 EROTICA STORIES

by Green, Vallen

  She was freed in the most unexpected circumstance.

  Doreen silently peeped through the keyhole to see what was outside. To her shock, it was Drake, sleeping soundly and completely undressed. She can’t believe that Drake could just relax like that. But there also something that Doreen felt: She became horny because of Drake’s beautiful body.

  He is fucking relaxed and underestimated me. Let’s see what happens next.

  The only thing that was in Doreen’s possession was a lighter in her back pocket. She grabbed a whole bundle of newspaper stacked at the room she was in and moved out to get her revenge.

  Drake was sleeping soundly as Doreen made smoke using the newspaper as a torch. This deepened the vampire’s sleep and became an opportunity for Doreen to take action. The latter bound the vampire on the four posts of the bed. Smoke was still present in the air but Doreen did not care – she needs to act smartly.

  Hovering around the room, Doreen managed to find an iron bar. It was about five feet tall. She planned to use it by piercing the roof just above Drake’s room to end him once and for all. However, this idea was cut by horniness.

  Drake woke up bound lying on his own bed. It was exactly nine in the morning. He became shocked because around him, were beams of sunlight coming from holes perfectly made above the ceiling. The only thing that separated him from certain death was the four corners of his bed. He heard his captive speak:

  “Hello Drake, you think you caught someone easy eh? You should have known what I was capable of since you were the one who told me that I am an aggressive girl.”

  Drake smiled. “You think you can kill me? You can’t. I can pull these strings easily.”

  “I know you can, so I made this.”

  Doreen turned on her lighter and threw it down. The moment it hit the floor, a bright sparkle of burning flame rolled around them and emitted smoke.

  “Old newspapers and new leaves do make good smoke, quite paradoxical right? Good thing you have good water source so I just soaked this cloth in,” Doreen said while she was tying the cloth around her face. “This cloth will prevent me from getting suffocated.”

  Drake knew that he was screwed as he felt his senses and strength go dim. He can’t muster the power to break the ropes anymore.

  “Why? You can kill me in an instant. Why do you have to do this intricate design?”

  “Fool. You think I would just let you go without getting something from it? Today, we’ll fuck. I will control the entire process because the slightest mistake you make would mean your ending. I am not kidding. I think the ceiling already speaks for itself.”

  After she said this, Doreen undressed in front of the vampire. She was willing to have sex even if she was uncertain if the creature hurt her loved ones or not. What was important that time was to be freed from the lust that bound her for several days now.

  Doreen masturbated in front of Drake. That moment, she thought being a literal dominatrix would be of no use because she might risk making Drake extra aggressive. So she just planned to control the intercourse without any pain (if she manages to control it).

  After her pussy is already wet enough for an intercourse, she mounted at the top of Drake. For the first time she saw the vampire’s dick. It was still in its flaccid state but based in its entire appearance, an inference that it could reach about eleven inches was safe.

  “Hey, why is your dick not erect?”

  “Fuck you. I’ll put you in a deadly spot and let’s see if you can feel horny.”

  “Is that so? Let’s see.”

  Doreen stood up and transferred below Drake. There, she grasped the penis and stroked it gently. Not only that, she licked the balls and the penis’ body. It then stood up.

  When the penis was already ready, Doreen went back to her previous position. She grabbed the huge dick and helped it inside her. The full length of the dick does not fit considering it was abnormally huge than she had expected. It gave her quite an excitement.

  After that, she began to dance up and down. The dick was very great and provided her vagina a good sensation. It was large enough to trickle her g-spot every time she moves a bit forward. She was aware of the g-spot but was yet to activate it until that point. And all she could say is that, it provided her bombs every time she does it.

  Doreen was abusing the magic of her g-spot while it still lasted. She did not care if Drake was on his orgasm because he was to die after all.

  Doreen was grinding up and down, careful enough not to insert the entire thing inside her. It was just pure pleasure for her because at last, the first orgasm is about to arrive. She picked up her pace and tripled it up to get the best. At one point, she even grinded the g-spot continuously. She was inches away from insanity brought about by sexual pleasure.

  “Urgghh… Urgghh… Urgghh… Urgghh… Urgghh…” she was moaning like a wild animal. In her mind, she was fucking with the late Bruce. But it was morbid. So she switched the man to Jeff, after that, Nick, and John, and some of his boy friends. Suddenly, she was already fucking with anyone in her mind. She was fucking with an old man, an elementary kid, a security guard, a beggar, a girl, an hermaphrodite, everyone. Doreen just gave up her moral inhibitions that moment and welcomed everything carnal that entered her mind.

  Then the time came when Doreen was not able to control it anymore. She grinded a bit more but when the time marked for the explosion, she braced herself and supported her entire body by pressing against Drake’s chest.

  Doreen suddenly flew up high in the clouds and even reached the space. She was in a juicy trance that blurred things around her. It was the best day of her life, though it happened prior to the death of her boyfriend. Her breath was cut short, her blood pressure rose up the ceiling, and her power was reset to zero, and sent her traveling into a new dimension. She never felt that good and just wanted to remain where she was.

  But back in the real world, Doreen was just screaming at the top of her lungs. The scream offered no intervals because it was just a steady stream of loud voice. In fact, all passersby even heard it on the streets. She did not care about other’s opinion because during that time she was the master and the slave and everything that she wants to be.

  After Doreen came back to her senses, she once again proceeded for another round. The first orgasm almost took all of her strength but the feeling was addicting. She just wanted much more.

  Wait, Drake is not speaking.

  She turned to look at Drake and saw him focusing in closed eyes. He was not doing anything suspicious that time so Doreen thought that he is also enjoying the moment.

  This fucker does not cum easily… He’s good but keeping him would be risky.

  Doreen commenced to the second round by exciting her g-spot. Again, it provided the same result because that is what a g-spot does – give lucky women an unimaginable pleasure. Doreen just grinded her bean-like organ and it sent her straight for the second orgasm, which was ten times better than the first. Her pussy was now excessively wet and contaminated the sheets, making it appear as if a child peed in it.

  Dissatisfied, Doreen went for the third round then proceeded to the fourth, fifth, sixth, etc. She was just happy that day because she could fuck as much as she wanted and at times, she would even have multiple orgasms in one go. But what wondered her is that Drake was still focusing.

  Weak, Doreen asked Drake, “Hey, what’s wrong with you? Don’t you ever cum?”

  Drake just smiled.

  Feeling that her pussy was beginning to feel sore, Doreen decided to step back to the safe place in order to take a break. She fed the fire surrounding the bed with more papers just to be sure. The floor was made of tiles so there were no risks (at that time) of spreading the fire into the house.

  Doreen watched Drake from afar and realized what a waste it would be for her to kill someone who had great potential in making her happy. For some moment, she was tempted to have herself impregnated because that would mean marriage and from marriage, it means
everyday fucking.

  Oh fuck, what’s this temptation all about?

  Doreen just smiled and knew that Drake’s time is up.

  ********

  Nine months after that fateful day…

  Doreen was getting prepared to attend a seminar. It’s been nine months since Bruce died so she was left alone to bear their first child and take on the world as a future single mom. But yet, she was thankful that Drake spared her parents and left them unharmed to care for her.

  “Doreen, your dad is already waiting outside,” yelled her mom.

  “Ok mom, I’m coming.”

  Walking with a huge baby bump is not easy for Doreen plus the fact that her blood count is declining for unknown reasons. Doreen is already in her ninth month so the baby would be out any time now. She had always hoped that her sickness would not affect her baby.

  Doreen was already in the car. The car was playing Mozart because the doctor said that it would foster her baby’s brain. It also has been nine months ago since she listened to rock music in her old 1978 Cadillac.

  The trip lasted for about ten minutes before Doreen arrived at the seminar. It was a seminar for future moms. She promised Bruce that she would do her best in rearing the child inside her so every opportunity that could make her a good mom matters.

  After a brief time of waiting, the facilitator arrived. He started things out by giving an icebreaker.

  “Hello good people of Bridgettesville. I heard that your place is pretty popular because of vampires and other paranormal things. Let me give you a fact then: Did you know that vampires do not ejaculate when they impregnate a woman? What they do is that they close their eyes and concentrate on getting the woman pregnant. Imagine it as a meditation. The reason behind this is their inability to feel love. They can have sexual intercourse but it does not result to impregnation. Remember that they are undead so their sperm would have no life.”

  While the facilitator spoke, Doreen remembered fucking Drake. The vampire did exactly what the facilitator had described. He was just motionless and seemed to be meditating when she was having the time of her life. She counted the month when that occurred and came up with the result – nine months ago.

  Having recalled that the doctor told her that she was mysteriously losing her blood starting the day of her pregnancy, Doreen screamed at the top of her lungs because of extreme fright.

  “NO!!! GET THIS MONSTER OUT ME!!! NO!!! PLEASE!!!”

  Bridgettesville, as always, had been a town that boasts peacefulness. It has a blue sky, clean water, fresh air, and simple people. However, the paranormal aspect associated to the town seems inseparable. It is as if Bridgettesville was born with it.

  And the painful fact? A woman of Bridgettesville is bearing a child that is soon to spread fear in the town, just like in the 70’s.

  Oh the sweet smell of nostalgia.

  Van Stank E-Coitus

  Somewhere in the Netherlands, 2023…

  Doctor Martie Van Stank, a nymphomaniac who finds it hard to get laid because of his external appearance, continued to struggle with his condition, both psychological and physiological. Everyday was a trial for him.

  So one day, while in the middle of his studies in tactile holograming (allowing people to touch hologramic images) commissioned by a Russian telecommunications company, a bright spark came to his mind. He thought that tactile holograming, should he be lucky enough to unlock the secret covering it, could also serve as a means to satisfy people’s sexual urges. It was very plausible because the very essence of tactile holograming was to enable one to touch an illusion image, be it someone who is far away, a complete fictional character like celebrities, gone loved ones, dream partner, among others.

  Van Stank took this idea seriously. Day and night, he worked on several hologram prototypes and possible algorithms that would allow these illusions to have an opaque-feel to it. At first, he succeeded to do so but the tactile feel was not like human skin. He added another ten years to his study, even leaving his work as a scientist for the popular Russian company then viola, the first seemingly successful prototype of Van Stank E-Coitus was born.

  The first model was a robust machine almost as big as a huge refrigerator. With a total length of six feet and weighing about 500 kilograms, the machine was practically used for personal use. It consumes thousands of watts of energy (which can sky rocket electric bills at an exponential rate) and can heat quite rapidly. But Van Stank could not care less – all that mattered was his invention came into fruition and the same can change people’s view on satisfying their carnal wants and necessities.

  Keeping his project a top secret for years, Van Stank did not risk hiring willing test subjects only to expose his work. His solution? He tried his new and untested invention using his own body and penis as the pioneer subject and it went like this:

  Van Stank, still reluctant to test out the machine because of some aspects he has yet to test, just stood in front of it while being naked. He pondered for possible effects if he should push through or not. The reflection just consisted of usual things like: If the hologram burns my penis, what will I do? If the hologram suddenly turns off, will the tactile function have adverse effect? Would the prototype girl act naturally? and the like. But there was this ultimate inquiry regarding the work and it was: Will I succeed?

  The doctor turned the switch on and watched the magic unfold right in front of his two own eyes. Upon switching, the machine rumbled wildly. There was a huge cycling disk on its top, just covered by a fiber glass panel. It started to spin quite wildly and for a matter of just two minutes, it had reached its top speed.

  Van Stank was staring at his work of art, waiting for the golden moment. Then for what seemed a moment of eternity, the projector-like part emitted a strong light on the ground. The light directly hit the floor and gradually rose up. While rising, the light left some trace of human parts, starting from the foot.

  The foot seemed perfect for Van Stank. He waited for several more minutes until the projector had done its job. After the last strand of the mannequin’s hair appeared, the projector stopped altogether with the spinning disc. These two components were then replaced by a flat beam of light passing through the woman’s body, from top to toe, until settling down at the floor. It was the part that makes the hologram animated and tactile.

  Then there, in front him, a full-grown adult woman ready to fornicate with just about anybody. Van Stank modeled the projection to a popular sexy actress during that era so it would make him horny.

  “Hey babe, you want to fuck?” Van Stank asked the machine to test out its reason capabilities.

  “Yes, I would want to fuck honey,” replied the woman.

  The doctor immediately felt his dick rise because it seemed like a real human! He went near the woman and stroked the latter’s breasts. Upon feeling that the breasts felt very “human”, the doctor continued to stroke it even more. His feeling seemed to carry him away as he found himself suckling the boobs. He went to the breasts and defiled it as an average man would not do to a lady. He didn’t care. Besides, whose feeling would he hurt? After making a pig out of the gorgeous woman’s big and firm round breasts, there were saliva scattered all over it, some parts were red because the doctor was not able to control himself from biting, the scent was nasty, and it just looked disrespected and stripped off of dignity.

  Van Stank’s penis was already standing so hard that time that he decided to explore some things he had never done. He was brave enough because he was locked inside the basement, away from the sight of judging eyes. He tit-fucked the woman and spilled his cum on the latter’s face, licked the latter’s toes up to the vagina, circled his tongue around the labia and even forced it deep inside. Life never felt so good for the doctor.

  The projection was programmed to act properly according to the normal sexual interactions of a woman. So while the doctor was dehumanizing her, she readily responded like the real thing.

  “Ohhhhhh baby, do it some more
. Please, get deeper. Why are you depriving me of your giant and respectable dick? Oh fuck… Worship my fucking body you son of a bitch,” she said.

  “Yeah… I’ll just eat your entire body first before I rain down on you honey.”

  “Ohhhhhhhhh. I would never want this to end. Can’t you just fuck me? Don’t do this to me. I only want to fuck with you so please,” the woman said while sobbing. Van Stank can’t believe that someone, even if it’s a lifeless being, would beg for his dick.

  “Beg for it.”

  “I’m begging you.”

  “Cry while beggine.”

  The hologramic woman dropped down her knees and cried. She was genuinely asking Doctor Van Stank to fuck her as if her life depended on it.

  “Say my name.”

  The woman suddenly stopped talking and a robot-like voice said, “Command not recognized.” This made the doctor laugh and realized he overlooked that aspect of individual recognition. He jotted the missed aspect down his notes and immediately set it aside.