At eight o’clock that evening, the atmosphere inside the house inexorably changed.
A heaviness poured into their hearts—a slow, warm, unsettling chaos.
They did not speak of it. The power dragged them down. The husband stopped and sat on a chair in the bedroom. The wife settled onto the bed. They brooded behind staring eyes as odd images and thoughts churned in their minds.
They trembled a little when the vampire came.
They did not resist. They had already been conquered from afar.
She rose. Beautiful. Her husband’s pride. Blond hair played on bare shoulders over a short night dress. The vampire’s eyes lingered there as it approached.
The husband wordlessly disrobed and sat again as if scripted. His soft cock laid to the side. He hated with hot jealousy the vampire’s beauty, but he was mesmerized by the desire igniting on his wife’s face.
She moved to the nearby dressing table, higher, and prepared herself. Her spread legs pulled up the night dress and uncovered her pussy from the shadows. The labia swelled. They puffed opened and glistened.
“You want me,” the vampire said to her in a musical voice. “More than you have wanted anyone or anything in your life.”
Her body started to undulate and writhe in a burning, erotic dance.
It consumed the husband with both fury and insane arousal. The emotions could not be separated. His cock filled with incredible potency. It snapped in time with his thundering heartbeat.
The vampire kissed her deeply and intimately. She sighed with such relief and passion. Like every dream in her life was being fulfilled. She threw her head entirely back and surrendered her neck with a groan. The vampire bit her. She shuddered with a primal, erotic thrill, and the husband lost the last fragments of his mind.
Her pussy. Her glorious pussy. It flared wide at the bite and shivered there, frozen huge and cavernous. It was like she was giving birth to her soul.
His cock leaked a steady stream in an unholy orgasm as he stared into her body’s darkness. Then, the contractions hammered her.
Her pussy yawned open.
Crashed closed.
Again again again again.
When the vampire pulled away, her pussy was slathered with a flood of her ejaculations. His cock needed to plunge into those hot, sticky waters.
Invisible bonds released him from the chair, and he lunged across the room. He slammed his cock inside her, and waves of ecstasy paralyzed him.
Newly emerged, sensuous teeth slipped into his neck. She consumed him, both by neck and through the deathly pumps of his cock. When he slumped to the side and onto the floor, she looked at her creator.
“More,” she said.
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