Listen my pets as I tell you a story, a steamy story of a man I will never forget. About a year ago my friends convinced me to place a personal ad. Why not, if nothing else I would find a willing victim. I had many replies and no one peaked my interest. One day I got a reply from a man named Gabe. We talked back and forth a few times, I was intrigued. Okay let’s us be honest, my pussy got wet whenever we spoke. Finally we were to met at a club I frequent. I wore a black spider web dress slit to my hip showing my pale legs and a pair of Hades shoes. When I saw him I was, well all I could think of was really? He looked kind of silly in clothes that were way to worn and his not long enough hair was pulled back. We had a few drinks are we talked, the more we talked the more I started to feel a thick, dark sexual attraction I could not explain. He had a scent, strong, animal like and it was drawing me in. People walked by us but I noticed no one, just Gabe. He was ultra slim, almost fragile but I could tell through those tight worn black pants his cock was huge. I am a goddess, but he had this control over me that was growing every minute. He pulled my hair as he pulled me towards him to kiss, a kiss like no other. Our tongues were fucking was the only way I could describe this feeling. If I had left my drink with him I would almost think he spiked it, as these feelings of animal lust I can not explain. I followed him to his house. I say house but it was a small storage trailer on a plot of land. As soon as he got in he ripped my dress off and threw me down on the cold and dirty floor. It was like rape the way he took me, but I wanted it, wanted him. He bit into my neck savagely as he pushed his cock into my pussy. He was huge in length and girth. It actually hurt entering me, but I raised my hips and took him all. The room was spinning as he pounded me harder and faster than I have ever experienced. We lay in a puddle of sweat for what seemed like minutes till he was hard again. He flipped me over and took ass hard as he bit the back of my neck. I fell asleep and woke up alone. The night was foggy and my thoughts everywhere as I drove home with the smell of him all over me and his cum dripping out of me. I could not get him out of my mind, he never called me nor I him. About a month later curiosity got the best of me and I drove to where he lived. I had no intentions, not really sure why I did it. There was no plot of land or storage trailer. Nothing!!! Well, that is my story of a man I will never forget.
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I just love Goth Night at my favorite dance club. There is just so many victims to toy with. Tonight I am wearing my black latex corset with the big red cross and matching micro mini. My sissy slave helps me dress and get into my thigh high boots. I always give him a kick with my heels just so he knows not to forget who owns him before I leave. Tonight it will be my glow in the dark blue contacts. I laugh as they ask if I am a vampire or say “if this is dead, I want to be dead” I sit at the bar sipping my glass of absinthe looking around for a worthy accomplice to join me in the depravity of the night. It is a slow night, maybe I will just take someone home on my own. Dana Dark is playing my song so it is time to do my dance of seduction. They stare at me as I move my hips, bat at spider webs that aren’t there and grind down onto the floor. Sometimes when I dance I am in my own world, but not tonight. Tonight I am looking for my prey. After a bit a man about thirty slips up beside me and starts to dance. I pretend interest as I dance with him, licking my blood red lips and he stares at me with lust. As I leave the dance floor he follows like a love struck puppy. He asks me my name and I just say come with me outside. I pull out a clove and he lights it like a good boy. I tell him I am bored and the absinthe is dreadful here so I am going home. I tell him he is welcome if he wants to join me. We get to my house and as he uses the restroom I slip a little something into his drink. He takes a sip and starts to fall into a quick slumber. With the help of my sissy slave I take him to my basement and hand cuff him to the red velvet couch. As he wakes confused I am standing over him. I am hungry I tell him and you are my dinner. Now I know what you may be thinking. Of course, I know I am not a vampire but the taste of blood makes me wet, so very very wet. I take a shiny jewel handled knife and cut off his shirt. I can smell fear, it excites me more than I can explain. I then take the knife and drag it down his chest to his flat stomach. Interesting how hard his cock looks through his pants. I make a small cut under his navel and slowly trace it with my tongue. I am getting wetter by the minute as I smell his fear, blood and sex. Do you want to taste me, I ask. He shakes his head and moans. I pull up my skirt and push my cunt against his mouth. He licks and tongues me like it is his last taste of pussy. I cum hard all over his face. What happens next? Well there is always tomorrow night my pets.
There’s something intriguing about watching vampire movies lately. I would like to know what it would feel like to sink my teeth into human flesh. I think that is really cool vampires live forever and never age. Could you imagine having my young, petite body around forever?
Imagine the dark and twisted fantasies we could explore together? Take a walk on the dark side with me and explore some erotic vampire phone sex. I have the urge to suck something and you could possibly be my next victim.
Vampire Britt
Howdy ya’ll! LOL I really do not speak like Paula Dean I swear! Now lots of you know me, or at least think you do. You see there is another side of me, uh huh. And the reason I am even writing this blog is because I just had a caller tell me, “Memphis, you are fucking warped. How come you don’t tell people that you do dark shit?” And I had no real answer for him. And if you must know we did a serial killer pedo fantasy. He almost didn’t do the call with me because of the way I answer the phone, which is, very happily, chipper, almost like a cheerleader who just got laid and paid. lol. So, I am writing this to give you a little list of some of the darker stuff I am into….
Pedo
Rape
Serial Killer
Kidnapping
Torture/Kill
Gore
Witchcraft
Cannibalism (Dolcett/Hansel & Gretel/Butchering)
Blasphemy
Religious Humiliation
Demon/Demoness play
Vampirism
Sci-fi
Basically if you can get arrested for it and get put on death row because of it, then I am down with it.
And that’s just skimming the top people! lol. Behind this girl next door exterior and always happy demenor there lies something dark and sinister. Don’t ya just luuuuuuuuuuuurve it??? Kisses!
The One and Only,
~M.M.~
I thought I knew what desire was. I thought I knew the differences between pleasure and pain, life and death, agony and ecstasy. Tonight, I discovered that I knew nothing about any of it. Tonight, I had phone sex with a vampire. He told me what he was in the beginning of our call, though I didn’t really believe him. But as he spoke to me I slowly realized that his voice held me enthralled. He said in an intimate whisper, “It’s time to unwind, time to relax. Its time for pleasure like nothing you’ve known before. What’s your fantasy, your secret fetish? Come to me, surrender to me, and I will grant you all of them and more.”
Each word he spoke seemed to be over before I’d finished hearing it but also to stretch on into a million tiny eternities that held me captivated in moments of time that yawned into endlessness. As he described the ways that he would brush his ruby lips against mine and how his hair smelled of moonlight and dew as it draped across my face, I was his completely and had totally forgotten he was speaking to me through a phone and not in person. His every word made me feel everything he said to me. I could feel the tingling sensation of his cool fingertips lightly dancing across my naked flesh. I could feel his mouth against my neck, burning with need and barely restrained desire. My skin was covered in chill bumps from the intensity of his body moving against mine.
His hands and mouth seemed to be everywhere at once, touching my breast, my lips, my hips and thighs. He found erogenous zones I didn’t even know I had and made me crave attentions there, in places like the backs of my knees, that I never dreamed of before. I was gratefully lost in an abyss of pleasure so overwhelming that I scarcely knew what was happening to me. I felt his cock, all hardness beneath velvety soft skin, rubbing up and down against my inner pussy lips as my legs wrapped around his hips, holding him to me. He entered me all at once, but with such control that all I felt was a pleasure so intense that I didn’t know if I should scream, cry or pass out. My red fingernails dug into the pale flesh of his strong back as it arched with each new thrust into me.
I expected a build up into sexual frenzy, even if it happened slowly. But that’s not what he did to me. He continued to move deeply, slowly in and out of me until he was almost rocking with the control in his thrusts. I felt his body tense on top of mine and felt his cum rocket up, deep inside of me, at the same moment as he drove his fangs deep into the tender flesh of my breast. He was sucking me, draining me, even as his cum filled me up. I came so hard that I squirted long and hard over his swollen cock as it continued to rock gently back and forth inside of me.
Then I heard his voice over the phone. For the first time since he’d started fucking me, I remembered this was phone sex and that he had never really touched my body at all. He was gone as quickly as he had arrived. As I hung up the phone I leaned forward. As I did so, I felt liquid seep out of my pussy and knew that he really had made me cum that hard. I knew then that this fantasy had somehow become a reality. I knew that I’d just had phone sex with a vampire.
I am Mistress Koko, Queen of the night. In my Goth Club, Fangrotica, I hold court every night. Last weekend, while people danced to the Electronica music around us, I caught the eyes of a very handsome man across the room. I could tell that he was used to getting his way, especially where women were concerned. But, he took one look at me sitting on my antique throne, and his jaw dropped. He walked as one mesmerized, across the room and towards my throne. He approached the red carpeted dais, and saw that I was surrounded by boys and girls either sitting or on their knees around me. And before I even had to command him to do so, he dropped slowly to one knee before me. His chest heaved. He appeared breathless. His mouth began to open as to speak, but no words came out. I asked him, “Do you have something you wish to say?” Pantingly, he answered “You are a goddess.” This pleased me, as I had not even been forced to attempt to break him yet. I smiled, and asked him “Do you know what it means to serve a vampire goddess?” I asked, as I gently began to put forth my will upon him. He answered “It means to serve you wholeheartedly: body, mind and soul.” I smiled, “And you wish to do this for me?” I asked him. He nodded yes. “Why,” I asked him, “When it could mean death for you.” He replied “Because goddess, one more minute out of your service, will mean certain death for me.” I was well pleased with his answer, and rose from my throne, beckoning him to follow me behind the red velvet curtain. Once within my inner chambers, I had him strip for me, and I attached a black leather collar and lease to his beautifully bare neck. We spent the night, on my antique four post canopy bed. I held his lease and he licked my pussy like a good little bitch. I could tell you more, but if you want the details, this mistress of the dark commands you to call her.
Hello gentleman, this is Bambi. It was a busy night and a friend and I decided to go out dancing. From across the room a stranger held my gaze for what seemed to be hours. I tried to look away but it was as though I was mesmerized. I felt as though I had known this stranger all my life. I began swaying to the music as I did I felt him beckoning, calling me almost as though he was toughing my mind’s eye. I began to slowly sway on the dance floor holding his glaze, and his mine. As I began to seductively move my body I held helplessly still as the stranger seemed to cross the floor in an instant and reach out and touch me. I gladly gave him my hand and sacheted across the dance floor with him. Our bodies moved seductively as though we had known one another all our lives. In a way I felt somehow I was connected to this stranger. He had a familiar touch and an intoxicating scent, and a hypnotizing gaze. I was helpless to resist anything the stranger might want of me.
We danced a waltz for what seemed to go on for an eternity. As the music quickened his hold on me tightened, and he began to swirl me around the middle of the dance floor, slowly seductively. I tried to speak but no words came. He looked at me and smiled, and then began to kiss my mouth deeply exploringly. It was as though everyone else in the room had disappeared. I felt his breath on my neck, and his sensual words spoken in my ear. “There is nothing to be afraid of we are destined to be together forever.” I was helpless to resist his touch, his seductive voice. The room seemed to grow quiet and all that way there was he and I. We moved swiftly across the dance floor, as his hands moved up and down the curves of my silken body. I tilted my head back with anticipation; I wanted this stranger to kiss my neck, the curve of my breasts, to touch me oh so softly. I was enthralled by him; I became aware of little around except the touch of his hand on my bare breasts. MY head arched back and I yearned for the touch of his lips to replace his hand on my breast. The stranger slowly unbuttoned the top three buttons on my blouse and began to make love to my mouth and feel the curve of my nice supple breast. I arched my back in anticipation, and he kissed me more demandingly. Our tongues seemed to meet in ecstasy. I didn’t notice but as his head moved down my neck and to the curve of my breast his canine teeth became more pronounced. Before I Knew it he was sucking on my nipple and nibbling on my fleshy breast. Before I knew it his teeth entered inside me and it was as though I felt the highest point of ecstasy that I could imagine. The stranger held this position, as my body rocked limp in his grip. I was powerless to resist, although I did not want too. Finally the stranger lifted his head and I saw fangs on his mouth, was I seeing what I thought I was seeing? Had I just been seduced by a vampire? He held my gaze for a while and as though speaking to my mind he said you are mine and you will obey me. I was helpless to resist and fell to my knees and started to suck his big cock. He held my head and helped to guide where he wanted me to go. I suckled his cock until he was ready to explode. HE stopped me at that point, and said you are a “good girl” but not today. I met his eyes again and as quickly as he was there on the dance floor he was gone, I got up and gathered my senses as my girlfriend returned from next door and asked me “Are you ok?”
I said, “Yes, but I am feeling a little light headed.” She noticed my disheveled appearance and my blouse unbuttoned. There were two small marks on my left breasts, she looked stunned. I said, “I think I have just been seduced by a vampire.
One of my all time favorite role plays is being a Vampiress. The control this role projects and demands is amazing. There is a raw power involved that only few can actually yield properly. I love the feel of the dark red liquid as it flows over my hungry tongue and down my throat. There is a certain taste to blood, it’s unlike anything else, metalic, tangy, and sweet. I am more of a Sanguine Vampiress aka Sang, not a Psi, blood lust is my thing, lust is my thing in general actually. *chuckles* And that would make you, My donor. You see I use you, or get you to do My dirty work for Me. You are Mine, and Mine alone, I do not share, for what flows through your veins keeps Me fed, keeps Me warm and keeps Me one of the sexiest living dead beings on the face of this earth.
