Twenty minutes later."Mark, it's horrible. She's been living in fear, hiding from vampires every day for 5 years. No home. No family. No friends. We have to help her.""I know. I have a plan. I went over it with Keith and he liked it. It involves you being a newly created vampire. Please go clean up and change into your long silk kimono. Make yourself look pale and vampire-like. Also, please find some warm clothes for Misty to wear home. Give her something she can keep. Remember not to smile or show her your teeth since we don't have another set of fangs for you. Meanwhile, I'm going to grab some real food. Pretending to suck you blood is fun, but not very filling."Misty:I hear Master's voice calling me awake. I sit up and blink. Then I blink again in surprise. I am really awake. I haven't been really awake since the start of the costume contest.'It must be time. Master must be hungry.'I'm afraid to look at Master, so I look around the rest of the room. I see Alice. She looks dif
Note: This story contains Incest and erotic horror. Read with discretion.Introduction: Mother & Son relationship changes; leads to a different job.Enjoy....*********This isn't the job that I wanted but was given/asked to do on behalf of my family. You see my family are all vampires; yes, I know what you're thinking but I am not one of them. Oh, before you go there, I am not hunting my parents or siblings. In fact, I am ok with them being vampires; even though I am a 'Normal' human, they still love me. In short, I am the black sheep of the family. This is my story. My name is Samuel Harrington III, my father is the second. We grew up upper middle class. I am the youngest of three siblings; both of them are way older than me by 12 years.Both of my brother and sister work within the Firm that my father runs. When I get old enough, I will work there too. I had a normal life. I was a lanky kid growing up and got bullied a lot but once my parents found out, it miraculously disappeared
Her rubbing feels so damn good; I am struggling to stay strong. I want to throw her against the wall and have my way with her. She is playing a dangerous game here. Just making contact like this; changes our so-called relationship. I want to give in, but someone has to have standards; I guess my mother's went out the window. I understand she has needs but gosh, check out Tinder or hit up a bar. However, it is flattering that she wants me. My heart is racing and I am so close to shooting my load. I do something that no other would do. I take a step back and say, "No, I can take care of this- myself."She is slightly heartbroken, but smiles and says, "Suit yourself. You know I love ya (as her eyes look downward) but I want to love ya- more." And with that, she turns around and walks back to her room. Normally she can get there rather quickly with her enhanced quickness, but walks slowly to entice him more. She smiles to herself; knowing the teddy shows a little more of her thick ass and
Once he entered her, she immediately clamps down and has an orgasm. It shocked him she is so god damn tight, but again, Dad hasn't been around. He waits for her to relax a bit before proceeding further. The tension leaves in increments and that is a nod to continue. He slides out of her slowly but rams it back into her, hard. It pushes him deeper into her and makes her ass and tits jiggle. He does this maneuver for a bit till he is ready to take it to a new level. He reaches around with his left hand and searches for her clit; while his right reaches up and pulls down her Teddy a bit to expose her right breast. Immediately, he grabs for it and squeezes it. Feeling her softness and her tit over fills his hand. He slides down and pinches her nipple slightly, and a very loud moan escapes her mouth. Once both her nipple and clit pressed; she immediately convulses into another orgasm with multiple waves. Wow, who knew mom was multi orgasmic. Once the waves clear, it's time to look for his
"Sam, I will always be your mother; but I also want this dynamic. I want you to control me- to be your submissive. It's what I dreamt about. It has to be you; and it can't be any other. Yeah, it's wrong of me to want this and of you, but I said my peace. The decision is yours to make. And to be honest, I told you the truth. I felt comfortable in these clothes and showing you my kinkier side of me." With a smile.She gave me a lot to think about. In all honesty, my parents never held back and always shared the truth with me. I love them both for that but this is my story. Wow, who knew? Makes sense and glad that mom felt ready to share it with me. I love her more for it, but can I do what she wants of me? I have to think about it more; however, her hand is still on my thigh and I can feel the blood pooling through my dick. As a teenager, I dreamt of this happening, but now I am an adult of sorts. It's a lot to take in.He then smiles back at her and says, "You gave much to sort out; th
It happened 10 years ago on a trip to Italy.Dante was so excited about showing me where he grew up as a child that each night he took me somewhere different. At first it was only places he used to play with friends or hung out as a kid. Later on he took me to the place where he had his first kiss. He smiled and kissed me while we were there, telling me. "Your kiss is the sweetest of all, Marina."The next night he showed me where he had lived and though the home has long since disappeared from where it once stood, to Dante it was like it still existed. He walked over the land showing me how big the home was and where this room or that room was located inside. He told me of his room upon the second floor and how he would sneak out late at night to climb up onto the roof and look at the stars.The smile on my beloved's face was so sweet with memories I felt tears of blood fill my eyes. I could see the sparkle of that boy inside the man as he talked of his mother and father and of his g
I used my bare hands to dig his grave. When it was deep enough I climbed out from the bottom and kneeled by Dante's side. I removed the wedding band I had given him years ago and slipped it onto my finger. I left the necklace I gave him from our first year together with him. The necklace held a locket that contained a hand painted portrait of me inside. From the day I gave it to him he never once took it off.I caressed his face with the tips of my fingers, tracing each cheekbone and each eyebrow and along his jaw line to his chin. Gently I lay my fingertips upon his mouth, tracing first the top and then the bottom lip. I remember the first time he kissed me and I started to cry. Tears falling onto his face, I kissed him for the last time and whispered, "Goodbye my love."I placed his body so gentle on the cold ground at the bottom of his grave. With each handful of dirt that I covered him with my tears fell harder. When the last bit of dirt was put over him, I stood there sobbing, kn
I missed them all so much, especially mom and dad. They were so kind to me when really they could have forced me to marry anyone they wanted back in those long ago days, but didn't. Mom and dad didn't care if their oldest daughter was considered a spinster. They respected my wishes to marry someday for love, not because society expected me to marry by a certain age.Imagine everyone's surprise, including my own, when a man finally came along. It happened when I was at my cousin's home for the first dance of the fall season. He was a tall, dark haired man and he asked me to dance. I was shocked really; no one had asked me to dance the entire year. Then out of nowhere this blue eyed man with chiseled features and the most irresistible mouth I ever saw, asked me to dance.Oh it was heaven. I didn't know till then just how much I missed the feel of having a man hold me in his arms and waltz me around a room. He was so handsome, his manners so perfect. He never took his eyes from me not ev