and tears. “It’s just, I haven’t gotten laid since college, that’s five years. Fuck man, that’s no way to go.”
He let me go, threw his head back, and just howled. He held his sides and chortled.
“Great, even better, my murderer is laughing in my face.” As his peals of laughter washed over me, my head cleared, and I leapt for the door.
Jamie was faster. “You’re not escaping.”
I scowled at him.
“ Now that we’re done with this nonsense, are you ready to die?”
“No.” I dropped to my knees, tore open his pants, and stuffed his flaccid cock in my mouth.
“ Oh,” he said.
I sucked on him, stretching his long dick out, and by the time I went down again it was growing hard. He collapsed against the door with a thump. “It’s been five hundred years since I thought about my dick,” he murmured, and he touched my face.
His cock hardened under my ministrations. It had to be ten inches and thick as a soda can with a cowl of flesh at its tip. I could face death with a sense of peace on the other end of this thing. I ran my teeth gently up and down the ridge on the underside, flicking my tongue everywhere as I moaned. The last cock I’d get to gobble-I might as well enjoy it and perform with finesse. I fondled his balls. I pulled back his foreskin and rubbed the broad head of his dick on my lips.
His hands gripped my shoulders, pulling me off him. My legs dangled off the ground as he scrutinized me. His gleaming gold eyes were wide, his face open, curious. “Okay,” he said. “You asked nicely enough. I’ll fuck you before I eat you, although I’m not in the habit of playing with my food.”
He set me down, cupped my cheek in his hand, and pressed his mouth to mine. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, touching his hair as our tongues wreathed around one another. Anything to make this more normal. Jamie returned my enthusiasm, willing to play along.
We awkwardly shuffled to my bedroom, and he pushed me onto the bed. “I liked what you were doing before, but I think it can be improved upon.” He grasped my shirt and tore it from me, then ripped off my bra. Next, he shredded my skirt and panties. My socks gave him pause, and he slowly peeled them off. As the sticky air of the apartment touched my hips, my thighs, my pussy, I oozed.
“You really do need to be fucked. Why don’t you lay your twat down on my lips and go back to sucking my cock?” He lay back and I clambered on top. “Hey rat, I don’t need to breathe, so feel free to fuck my face.”
I didn’t need further prompting. Clamping his head between my thighs, I worked his huge dick into my mouth. His tongue writhed hot all over me, teasing my lips, my hole, flickering around my clit but not touching it. I ground my hips into his face, seeking relief. He chuckled, his mouth vibrating pleasantly on my pussy.
I whined on his cock. My frustration I took out on the crown, licking and rubbing it against my teeth. I opened my mouth wide, and forced his dick deep into my throat. Bobbing up and down, I massaged his taint with the flat of my hand.
His tongue stopped moving as his balls tightened and his cock pulsed, filling my mouth. His cum had a copper tang to it. I milked every last drop, licking it off as I squeezed. His body convulsed under me, and then he pulled me back onto his mouth. I lay my cheek on his thigh as he finally licked my tender bud. My legs trembled when he sucked my clit past his teeth and into his mouth, palpating it with his tongue. He thrust his fingers inside me. I came in his mouth, my body twitching with pleasure. He gave a pleased grunt as I collapsed onto him.
“That was fun,” he said. “I should seduce my prey more often.”
I shuddered.
“Don’t worry, my precious pest, it won’t hurt.” He stroked my back, and I felt him growing hard again. He rolled me off him and shed his clothes. All I saw were his gold eyes and white smile. “Flip onto your belly.”
I settled on my stomach, and he lay on top of me. He parted my knees, and his massive cock dripped onto my ass. Jamie rubbed the head of his dick up and down my slit, and I pressed back into him.
“So eager,” he said in my ear, his hand working beneath me to grip my breast. He licked my shoulders while he continued to torment me. Each stroke of his tongue filled me with fire. He licked my spine, and it felt like warm water rushing to the juncture between my legs. “Your cunt smells wonderful.” He brought his cock right outside my entrance.
“Please,” I begged, arching my hips to take him.
With a moan, he pushed the head of his dick into my pussy. He inched himself into me-in fact, I would say he was a tender lover. My body stretched to fit him, and, wet as I was, it still hurt. Tears fell from my eyes, and I buried my face in the bed.
“Savor the pain, it is the last of your life,” Jamie said, and then thrust himself in me up to the hilt.
I cried out as he pounded into me. The muscles of my twat clenched in another quick orgasm. He didn’t pause, just kept sliding that monster dick in and out. He started chewing on my neck again with little animal noises, mewling and grunting. My mind focused on the cock slamming into me, making me come again and again. I moaned, my body gripped his dick, and each thrust sent frissons through me until finally I released in wave after wave of pleasure.
“Oh,” Jamie moaned as his hips reached a jackhammer pace.
His fangs sank into my neck, a stinging pain. A flutter of fear drowned under the blood pounding in my ears. My body felt warm and soft, and far away I felt Jamie surging into me.
“You taste so sweet…” were the last words I heard as my life faded away.
I groaned, blood pounding in my ears. A strange euphoria clouded my mind. Jamie held me. I wasn’t dead. “Thank you, master,” I murmured before I could think.
Master? Why did I call Jamie my master?
“You’re welcome, my little rat,” he said. “I was looking at your body, thinking it was a pity I’d never be able to enjoy your sweet mouth again, when it occurred to me how foolish I was being, so I changed you.” The words sounded rehearsed, like he’d been lying beside me, waiting for me to rouse.
“Changed me?” The panic that welled up in me was soothed by his hand on my face.
“Yes. You’re now a vampire, my vampire to be specific.” His cock was hard and hot against my back, and I wanted to stuff him down my throat.
I rolled over to caress my master.
“I love your enthusiasm, but we should go soon. We’re more noticeable in the daylight, those that can stand it. We don’t glitter or anything,” he said, retrieving his clothes, “but it’s hard to hide that we’re not human.”
I grabbed a pair of panties, and as I bent over to put them on, his hand caressed my ass. With a smile I shifted one leg forward to reveal my still flushed twat.
“It’s so strange, I can’t remember the last time I felt lust,” he said, one finger slipping inside me.
I froze as he idly fucked me, and then moaned when his finger withdrew. I saw it disappear between his thick lips as he cleaned it of my juices.
“Don’t worry, we’ll have plenty of time to fool around when we get back to my house. Now, is there anything you must have from this place?” The way he said it, taking in the clutter, he thought it doubtful.
I opened my jewelry box and put on my favorite necklace. The focal was made of a speckled brown stone streaked with opal, strung on braided twine with haphazard clusters of round blue beads. It looked perfect with my black scoop neck dress, and I wanted to be perfect for my master.
“I think you’re prettiest without your clothes,” he said, answering my thoughts.
“Can you-”
“ Read your mind? I have a general idea of what’s going on in your head.”
I put on a bra, pulled my dress over my head, and turned to where he sat on my bed.
“Why didn’t you wear that last night?” he asked. “It looks much better than that tiny skirt and tank-top you had on.”
“ Because I was horny, master.”
“Call me Jamie. You are to be my consort, it’s more appropriate you use my name.” He chuckled. “Saved by hormones. Are you ready? No, you need shoes? Well hurry up, it’s nearly six.”
I crawled around looking for my sandals, and I felt his eyes on me. I wasn’t tired or hung over. In fact, I couldn’t remember the last time I'd felt this good.
“Yes, it’s nice being a vampire,” he said. “It’s even nicer being my vampire. I’m one of the oldest, and I have
