My Favorite Vampire Movie

CHAPTER ONE

 

“Let me guess. You guys called each other last night to co-ordinate your outfits?” I asked, as I tugged at the ruffled hem of my skirt.

“Actually, we just met a moment ago,” replied the taller man with novelty fangs.

“So, let’s see—-” I began, playfully teasing the costumed men surrounding me, “You are a Senator, a lawyer, and an IRS auditor when not pretending to be vampires, right?

“What are you when you’re not pretending to be a masked hooker?” The Auditor asked.

“Who say’s I’m not?” I replied, batting my eyes playfully.

“Well it wouldn’t be much of a costume. Aren’t you a fan of Halloween?”

“I’m here, aren’t I? I happen to be a huge fan of Halloween. I’ll tell you what, if you can guess what I do for a living, I’ll even let you bite my neck.

“I think—-” the Senator started to guess.

“No, no. Write it down. This is a secret ballot,” I said, removing three adhesive name tags on the registration table and passing them out to the potential suitors. I modified Hello My Name Is to read: Hello My Job Is and then handed a felt tip marker to each of them.

* * *

Vampires have always excited me. I grew up watching Bela Lugosi movies and loved the sexy charm of the old fashioned creatures of the night. Not the modern shows where everyone is the cast as a blood-sucking, sparkly freak. I’m talking about the real Count. Count Dracula.

I can vividly remember my very first orgasm. I was watching Helen Chandler as Mina Harker in the original black and white Dracula. As the count crept closer and the tension built—-unconsciously, I slid my hand inside the waistband of my pajamas. By the time Lugosi plunged his fangs into her sexy, ivory neck, my finger had rubbed my clit numb. I had never experienced these sensations and was hooked immediately.

Masturbating during a good vampire movie became somewhat of a sexy, secret tradition. Even at the theater. I would purposely wear mini skirts and leave my panties at home so that I could discreetly touch myself during the movie. One time at a convention in Orlando, I came so hard during a showing of Salem’s Lot—-I thought everyone in the tiny theater had turned around to look at me. I pretended to have screamed out of fright. The couple in front of me, however, glanced down at my exposed lap and quietly applauded me for being such a fan. After the movie, the woman walked out of the theater behind me and whispered, “That was so hot,” into my ear. Feeling the cool trickle running down the inside of my thigh, I had to agree with her.

* * *

As I looked around the ballroom, I knew I had already made up my mind. Jason and I had another Halloween tradition. Every year, we would find a fancy costume party or extravagant masquerade ball. Then he would let me chose a willing participant to join our own sexy little soiree. Last year we ventured to Vegas as well. Sometimes the best-laid plans just don’t pan out as they are intended. There were too many people at that crowded club and the costumes that we wore were not very original. In fact, we blended into the crowd so well that Jason followed the wrong Goldilocks back to her room. In his defense, the plan was to find another bear and rewrite the ending to the classic tale. Evidently, this wasn’t as original of an idea as we thought. Instead of finding another furry friend to share me with, that ass followed the wrong blond wig upstairs and was too smashed to realize it until he and two others had eaten all of the porridge. By the time he finally found his way back to our room, I had already showered and gone to bed.

This year I took no chances. I laughed to myself a little, thinking about the way I left him cuffed to the bed back in our suite. I had stripped him down naked and added the restraints as I got dressed to play out my fantasy.

“Are you going to un-cuff me now or what?” He asked.

“What,” I replied, as I put my lipstick back into my sequined clutch.

“That little stunt you pulled last year is going to cost you,” I said, as I stroked his cock.

“That’s fucked up, Aub.”

“So is ditching me at a party and leaving me out of all the fun. I did plan a special surprise for you, though,” I teased.

I opened up my laptop and showed him a picture of the empty suite next door.

“What’s this?”

“Watch,” I said, as I unlocked the deadbolt to the door dividing our hotel room and the adjoining one next door.

I walked into the other room and sat up on the bed so Jason could see me on the laptop monitor. I faced the camera that I hid earlier and pulled my dress up to show him that I wasn’t wearing panties. I slid a finger inside myself and teased him some more.

“Dammit Aubrey,” his voice thundered from the next room.

I laughed at the camera, then walked back into the room and painted his lower lip with my fingertip.

“I’m going to go find someone to play with. And this year you get to watch.”

I felt his cock jump. I looked down to see that my little game had him rock hard.

“I’m assuming that you won’t have a problem with this?”

“Fuck no. Are you going to un-cuff me?

“Now why would I do that?” I asked, dropping down to my knees to suck on his rigid pole for a couple seconds, before grabbing my keycard and heading for the door.

“Behave yourself and maybe I’ll come back to finish that.”

I winked, licked my lips and took one final look at the pink and purple tiger-striped mask that covered the top half of my face. I reapplied my lipstick and blew a kiss to my frustrated hubby before closing the door behind me.

“Aw shit,” I could hear him utter from the other side of the door.

* * *

When I walked into the party and presented my ticket I was greeted by a woman at the registration table dressed as the Queen of Hearts. She scrolled down the list to check off my registration number.

“According to this you have two tickets. Is your guest here as well?” She asked politely.

“I’m pretty sure he’s coming later.” I paused for a moment and then laughed to myself at my reply.

I needed a drink. More so, I needed attention. I decided to make my way towards the bar in the back of the room and I strutted off through the crowd. I could feel the eyes following me as I walked by table after table, certain my ass cheeks were not completely covered by the marabou hem at the bottom of my costume. That cute little bitch at the mall was right.

“Ma’am, if you really want to turn heads at your party tonight, try this one. You have a great body. I’m sure you can pull it off,” she said, popping her gum and dancing around like a little fucking ball of energy.

She was probably in her early twenties and way more outgoing than I ever was at that age. She had gorgeous long, brown hair and flipped it around from shoulder to shoulder.

“Ma’am?” I thought, “Screw you, you little tart.”

I realized that she had no idea how offensive that word was. The more I thought about it, I was more offended at being offended. I don’t feel old enough to be Ma’am. I’m barely thirty. To this little college girl, thirty was probably much older than it could ever seem to me. When I was twenty-one, thirty seemed like some far off distant planet.

I decided to be thankful for the compliment that she offered me and make small talk while I continued to look around the small shop.

“You really think I have a great body?”

“I’d do you,” she whispered, as she leaned in and popped her gum in my ear. “Want to try it on?”

“I guess so,” I said as I followed after her.

She pulled the key fastened to the belt of her designer jeans and stretched it towards the lock. She opened the dressing room door and hung the skirt on the hook inside. I walked into the mirrored cubicle and was startled to find the helpful little sales girl had followed me in. I looked at her, waiting for her to leave. After a long, awkward pause it was apparent that she was planning to stay put.

“Are you planning to assist me?” I asked, still somewhat taken back by her presence.

“Sure, if you insist.”

“I’m not sure that I insisted. I merely asked, because you sort of locked us in here. Is this a service that you provide for all of your customers?”

“No. Don’t be ridiculous. Most of the people that come through here are disgusting. You, however… you are different.”

“Really? How so?”

“Well for starters, you’re my size. You and I could be best friends and I could borrow all of your outfits and keep them for way longer than I should.”

“I already have a friend like that back home.”

She laughed and popped her gum. After stalling as long as I could with small talk, I could tell she wasn’t going to leave, so I finally gave in.

As I started undressing, she took the gum out of her mouth and stuck it under the bench where she sat. She grabbed the skirt and held it out for me to step into. It barely covered my ass. I turned around to look at the mirror.

“Love it,” she said, “Definitely.”

She reached both hands up inside the ruffled fabric and tugged at my panties.

“You’ll need to lose these, though,” she said letting them fall to the floor around my feet. “Whoa, whoa, whoa,” I protested.

“Shouldn’t it come with some sort of matching undergarment then?” I said, modestly.

“They would just look silly poking out from the bottom.”

I was still in shock that she removed my underwear. I was even more surprised that I let her remove them—-without protest.

“Besides, what fun would that be?” she replied, as if I were the crazy one in the tiny changing room stall.

She leaned forward and lightly brushed her hand on my ass cheek before reaching around my thighs.

“Wow. You sure are friendly,” I said, intrigued at her sales technique. “What’s your name?”

“Megan. What’s yours?” She asked, turning me around and cupping my muff with her nice warm palm.

“Aubrey,” I offered back. I liked Megan’s determination. It reminded me of someone I knew back on the East coast.

“Megan, how would you like to have some fun tonight?”

This wasn’t part of my original plan, but she seemed to walk right in to it and I wasn’t going to let a good opportunity go to waste.

“Sure. What do you have in mind?” she replied, pulling the neon pink laces tightly through the eyelets on the corset.

I could tell that I had just said the magic words. I reached down and pulled her up so that she stood face to face with me.

My turn.

I kissed her softly, and then bit her lower lip. I held her tightly around the waist and told her about the party back at our hotel and my plans for the evening.

“Sounds great,” she said, as she continued to help me get dressed. “Definitely buy this one, it’s perfect.”

I looked at myself in the mirror again. She was right. I looked amazing. I admired the pleats in the tiny black dress and I spun around while I watched the pink and purple ruffles slide through Megan’s fingers. I still thought that I would have to find something to wear underneath.

* * *

The sexy crinoline-lined dress was a far cry from the Lycra I had planned originally. The furry-ruffled hem was deceiving. The Cheshire Cat seemed like one of their more comfortable choices and as usual, it looked and felt much better at the store. Having Megan there to sell it didn’t exactly hurt either. The mask was a welcome relief. Not only did it give me a sense of anonymity, it made the skimpy outfit resemble enough of a costume to make this plan work.

I started to pull the itchy dress down a little, but then quickly remembered the mission that I was on. Instead, I marched up and leaned over the bar. This time I was one hundred percent positive that my ass was showing—-I could feel a cool breeze. Throwing caution to the wind, I opted to take Megan’s advice and leave the panties behind, but I did add a pair of fishnet hose.

Before I got the bartender’s attention, I noticed that I had captured the attention of everyone else within thirty feet. I had butterflies in my stomach. I had a feeling that a security guard would be escorting me out at any moment.

I took my vodka and cranberry and turned around to assess the rest of the room. When I faced the crowd again, I felt some very warm smiles from gentlemen all around me. I also felt the icy stares of the women they were with.

I scanned the room slowly, knowing exactly what I was after. My eyes waded through the sea of ridiculous costumes. Some were actually clever, just not my cup of tea. I was on the prowl for a genuine creature of the night. Suddenly I spotted him, and him… and him. It looked like a vampire audition. I made my way back through the crowd towards the three men in capes standing next to the Queen of Hearts.

* * *

“Hello, your name is Count Dorkula,” I said, as I peeled off one more tag and slapped it on the senator’s chest.

“What’s with the name tags, anyway? Isn’t the whole point of a costume party to be anonymous?” the lawyer asked.

“I don’t know, ask the Queen,” I said, motioning down at the stack of tags on the registration table, “I think they were left over from something else. No-one seems to be wearing them.”

I wrote kick me on another one and reached for the auditor. He grabbed my wrist, pried the decal from my hand and then stuck it to my ass.

“It say’s kick, not kiss,” I teased, as I pulled it off and tossed it back on the table.

Taking that as an invitation, the auditor pulled me into him and pretended to bite my neck. I think he was expecting me to resist. Instead, I reached around his waist and grabbed his ass, pulling him into me. I got close enough to kiss him and then pulled away at the last second.

“I said you could bite me. But only if you guessed correctly.”

With that, the three bloodsuckers rapidly scribbled on the tags, folded them in half and handed them back to me. Without looking at the name tags, I put them in my purse.

“Aren’t you going to read them?” asked the eager auditor?

“Of course—-but until I do, it appears that I have your undivided attention.”

“Well played my dear,” he replied. “Would you like another drink?”

I knocked back the last bit of watered down cranberry juice and swirled my glass in the air.

“Sure. Perhaps a better vodka though. They seem awful stingy with the booze around here.”

“I happen to know someone. Please allow me,” the older gentleman said, as he carefully balanced my glass on the tray held by a waitress squeezing past us.

He reappeared a moment later with an entire bottle of Stoli Elit and four shot glasses.

“Who needs cranberry?” He said, filling the glasses and passing them out to his new friends.

“I guess we skip the fruit juice then,” I offered, as I raised my glass in a toast. “To lucky guesses.”

I clinked glasses with my three vampires, tossed my shot glass in the air and started dancing in the middle of our little circle.

The lawyer caught my empty glass above his head and stacked it inside his own. “Would you like to move this party to the dance floor?” he asked.

“Sure. Who’s coming?”

Not wanting to be left behind, all three of the caped men followed me like little puppies. I was eating it up. Until I opened my purse to read their desperate attempts at guessing my occupation, they were going to do whatever I wanted them to. The thought made me smile menacingly and my upper thigh began to twitch.

They circled around me on the crowded dance floor and I felt like the entire room was mine for the taking. As I danced around trying to give all three of them equal attention, I thought of Jason back in our hotel room cuffed to the bed. He was probably already sleeping. Perhaps I should have at least covered him up? Then again, fuck him. That ass left me sleeping in a hotel in Vegas last Halloween.

Just thinking about last year got me all worked up again. I bent over and started grinding my ass into the Senator.

“Hello!”

I wasn’t expecting to back up into an erection in the middle of all of these people! Of course, when the nice Senator put his thin, silk cape on this evening, he probably didn’t expect a half-naked woman to grind her bare ass on him in the middle of a crowded room, either.

I pushed back into him firmly. The bulge in his slacks was throbbing. I wanted to turn around and unzip his pants right there.

“Easy, Aubrey,” I cautioned myself. “You have all night.”

I stood up and turned around to face him. His penis was poking me in the belly button and his face was beat red.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Senator. That’s a nice package, you have here.”

I discretely, pulled his cape to block the view and wrapped my hand around his cock. I squeezed it firmly before turning around to make sure I didn’t lose my other counts.

There were still right where I left them. I felt like they were getting jealous, however.

“Don’t worry guys. I’m sure one of you guessed correctly.”

I gently bit the auditor’s ear and stroked my attorney’s cheek playfully.

“How about another shot?”

“Four shots, coming up,” Senator Stiffy said as he pulled the bottle from a pocket inside his cape and started pouring.

“Make that five,” said a female voice behind me. “Nice dress.”

Megan!

“Wow. When you said you were going to a party, you weren’t kidding.”

I turned around to see the little clerk dressed up in something very close to the spandex body suit I originally had in mind for tonight. She was wearing some sort of super hero costume. Jason would have been impressed if I had known who she was supposed to be, but I was too distracted to give it much more thought.

“Did you get the items on the list?”

She didn’t bother to reply. She just muscled her way in between our close little circle and full on kissed me. I could taste the strawberry gum in her mouth. This sweet little thing was really into me. I just went with it and returned the kiss—-hard. I knew those poor bastards were standing there with their jaws on the floor, so I really laid it on thick. I wrapped one hand around Megan’s waist and the other behind her head and artfully slid my tongue into her mouth.

By the time we pulled apart, there were three noticeable erections in our little circle.

“So, did you find a vampire to fuck?” she asked, prematurely spilling the beans.

I’m sure all three cocks all twitched simultaneously.

“Megan,” I said, squeezing her butt. “Shhh. Not yet. I want you to meet my new friends.

“This is Senator Steven,” I said, as I held my glass out for another shot.

“My lady,” he replied, bowing gracefully.

“Auditor Arnold.”

“Charmed,” the next man replied, with a very forced dignity.

“And last but not least, Lawyer Larry.”

“Megan, is it?” The lawyer asked.

Megan grabbed his cock through his trousers and stroked it until it stood at full attention. She kissed him too, although this kiss was missing the enthusiasm that she used to greet me.

“Yes. Megan.”

We danced and played with the men for an hour or so. The senator kept pouring shots of vodka and passing them around. Finally the DJ played a slow song and I kissed Megan goodbye.

“See you later, Aubrey,” she whispered, as she shook hands with the confused vampire trio and headed for the exit.

“Where’s she going?” Lawyer Larry asked.

“Don’t worry about her, we have our own party to plan. Let’s go see who guessed my occupation.”

Those were the seven words they had been waiting for all night. I started walking out of the ballroom and down the hallway.

“Where are we going?” Larry asked again.

“You seem awful worried about where?” I asked, opening my purse and pulling out one of the folded pieces of paper.

I had his full attention now. I pushed the button for the elevator. As I stood there in front of the ornate, metallic doors, I noticed our reflection. I laughed to myself as I double-checked to make sure that my vampires’ faces were in the door too. The doors opened and I stepped inside quickly. Larry and Arnold were right behind me and Steve just managed to catch up and step inside before the doors closed. I pressed number nine.

“What happened to you? I thought maybe you changed your mind?” I said, as I lifted my skirt up around my waist.

“Holy shit! Are you kidding me?” he said, dropping his jaw and adding, “I grabbed us one for the road.”

He produced another bottle from inside his cape.

“You really do know people—-” Larry offered, finally taking notice that my neatly manicured muffin was completely exposed to whomever. “—-oh! You can say that again. Holy shit!”

I opened my purse and pulled out another name tag, unfolded it and then neatly put it back. My eyes widened. The elevator stopped on the seventh floor, and the doors opened. A slight sense of panic swept over me as I waited for someone to gasp at the scene in the elevator. I was more or less naked from the waist down now. I took a deep breath and swallowed hard. There was no one there. I was on fire as the doors finally closed after what felt like ten minutes. I saw myself in their mirrored reflection and my face reddened beneath my mask. I opened my purse again and removed all three slips of paper. I shuffled them and one at a time, read them to myself. I could feel a warmth trickle down my legs and I began to shiver in anticipation.

I folded them back up and put them in my purse.

“Looks like one of you just so happens to be right.”

“Yes!”

“But… I’m going to offer you all a deal,” I said, feeling those butterflies coming on again.

The elevator stopped on the ninth floor and when the doors opened I stepped into the hallway. I pulled out the overworked pink lacing in the front of my costume, exposing my chest to my vampire suitors. I slid the straps over my shoulders and let the dress fall to my hips—-along with the jaws of my entourage.

“I can read the name of the one winner,” I teased, “Or—-”

I let my skirt fall around my heels and then stepped out of it. I bent down, picked it up and tossed it towards the auditor. I was now standing in the middle of the long deserted hallway—-in nothing but fishnet stockings, a half mask and matching purple, sequined shoes.

“Or what?” he asked, as he caught the dress and threw it over his shoulder.

“…or you can all bite me,” I said, running down the hall as quick as I could in five inch high heels.

I hurried up to my room, opened the door and stumbled inside. I scrambled past the camera that I hid in the planter, hit the remote on the table and tossed it under the bed.

Before the door latched shut, the senator wedged his foot inside. He pushed it open and held it for the other two.

“After you,” he insisted.

“Thank you. You in or out?” one of the gentlemen asked.

“I’m in of course,” he said proudly, following his new friends into my suite.

I sat up on the edge of the bed wondering what poor, helpless Jason would think if he knew that I just ran down the hall naked—-followed by not one, but three vampires!

CHAPTER TWO

 

As the camera was set to record, the monitor in the adjoining room turned on. The bright screen illuminated half of the room.

“Would you like some popcorn?” Megan asked, as she walked into the room where Jason was sleeping.

“What? Who the fuck are you?”

“I’m a friend of Aubrey’s. She asked me if I would mind watching a movie with you while she entertained a vampire.”

Megan turned the lamp next to the bed on and sat next to him on the bed.

“Nice penis,” she said casually.

“Thanks—-what’s going on here?” Jason said, trying to assess the situation.

“I told you. Aubrey asked me to keep you company. She said you wouldn’t mind. She also said that you would probably be sleeping and that I could just let myself in. She said to help myself to whatever.”

For once Jason was speechless.

“Wow. She’s really hot!”

“And I’m really confused here,” Jason said. “Maybe I need to wake up.”

“I’d say you are very much awake,” Megan replied, noticing Jason’s cock stiffening as he saw a man in a cape enter the screen beside his naked wife.

“What’s there to be confused about?” Megan said, with a touch of sarcasm. “Your wife is about to fuck a vampire and she intends to make you watch the whole thing. She seems to be a bit disconcerted about some Goldilocks episode that happened last year.”

“Fuck.”

“Yep, I’d say that’s about right.”

Jason’s eyes were fixed on the screen as I pulled the Senator’s cock out of his pants and put it into my mouth. I only wish I had thought to put another camera on him so I could see his reaction when the other two vampires came into the frame. I was on the verge of coming, just thinking about it.

I didn’t have to wait long for the other two. By the time they reached the bed, the only thing they were still wearing were their capes. My God, I love vampires!

I grabbed a cock in each hand as the three caped men gathered around me, blocking Jason’s view. I knew he had to be going nuts. I could here him holler something through the wall of the hotel room.

I excused myself briefly to grab my MP3 player. I turned it up to drown out whatever noise might come from the next room.

“Sounds like someone is having fun over there too,” the lawyer said, lightly steering my head back towards his huge throbbing cock.

I laughed at his comment and took as much of him into my mouth as I could. I turned sideways on the bed so I was in full view of the camera.

I fell backwards as the auditor kissed his way down my stomach until he was flicking his tongue up and down on my clit. The senator was nipping on the inside of my thigh with his sharp plastic teeth. At one point I actually thought he was going to bite into me. His teeth snagged my stockings and I heard them rip as he pulled away.

“Well, would anyone care to fuck me?”

The lawyer started to move away as I clamped my mouth back around his cock.

“Not you. You stay put.”

I rolled over and wiggled my ass into the air. I heard the stockings tearing once more and then the auditor quickly mounted me from behind and pushed his dick into my glistening hole. I moaned my delight onto the cock in my mouth and felt the lawyer’s pulse as it slid it between my lips.

Jason had no idea what to expect tonight and until thirty minutes ago—-I don’t think I really did either. I knew what I was expecting now, however. I expected each one of these hot ass vampires to fuck me senseless while Jason watched helplessly in the next room.

I couldn’t feel sorry for him even if I tried. I told Megan to do whatever she wanted to with him and that I would pay her back later.

Megan held up her end of the deal, and then some. The cute little college girl had my husband so hard, he was ready to explode. She really played her part well in my erotic little fantasy.

She sat next to him and added a commentary to the streaming video that they watched together.

“Sure you don’t want some popcorn, Mr. Jason?” She asked, as she munched obnoxiously.

“Sure, why not?” Jason finally said, realizing that he wasn’t going anywhere and neither was she.

She began feeding him popcorn, one piece at a time.

“Your wife really takes a good dick.”

“She is pretty hot, isn’t she?” Jason said, playing along at that point.

“Does she fuck a lot of vampires?”

“Not that I’m aware of. I think this is her first.”

“Well technically it’s her second. See there, they just switched. That tall guy with the gray sideburns is pounding her now. Wow. He’s really hammering her hard too. Look at him go. Have you ever seen a cock that big?”

Jason’s cocked leaked some pre-come as Megan teased him some more.

“Do you think she can take three huge cocks at once?”

“Why are you torturing me? Are you getting off on this?”

“Actually—-I am getting pretty wet. Want to see?”

Megan peeled off her spandex costume pants and straddled Jason’s naked lap.

She bent completely backwards so she could continue to watch the Senator bounce his balls off of my swollen clit. Jason took notice of her soft, blond pubic hairs backlit by the laptop screen.

“When Aubrey told you to help yourself to whatever, did she say you could help yourself to me?”

“I guess that was just implied.”

“Oh my God.”

“Don’t come, Mr. Jason—-Not yet.”

Megan flipped forward and took Jason’s cock in her hand. She used the oily seed that trickled from its tip to lubricate him as she stroked him up and down slowly.

“I’d suck it for you, but I was really enjoying watching this show. Maybe in a little while?” she teased.

Jason was beside himself but Megan maintained that she would rather watch me than blow him.

“I’ll tell you what. If you can last ten more minutes, I’ll suck it.”

“Okay, that’s a deal,” Jason said, closing his eyes.

Megan hopped up and turned the volume up on the laptop just in time to hear my first giant orgasm.

“Oh my God!” I yelled, as the senator kept pumping into me steadily from behind. He had his hands clasped firmly on my hips and no intention of stopping anytime soon.

Before I could completely catch my breath, Larry grabbed me by the back of my head and pushed that big cock into my mouth once again. I bobbed up and down on it robotically—-focused more on the sensation of the senator’s balls slamming repeatedly into my sensitive love button. It felt absolutely amazing. This was just getting started and I already wanted to rewind the video just to watch myself come with the senator.

I’m not sure how these two managed to pull this off, but somehow, as the senator rolled over he kept fucking me with the same steady pace. Larry’s cock never left my mouth; he just stepped in stride as I now lay on the senator’s chest, facing the ceiling. The senator nibbled on my neck and I now felt the tip of the auditor’s cock rubbing on my clit.

Senator Steve grabbed the back of my thighs and pulled them apart while he lifted me slightly into the air. I could feel Arnold push his way in-between my outstretched legs as well.

As Steve slowly pulled his cock out to the very tip, Arnold pushed his back in—-sandwiched on top of it.

Holy shit!

I let out a soft scream onto Larry’s cock and grabbed for anything I could reach. With both hands clenching the fabric of his silky cape, I pushed back down onto both cocks and they fucked me in tandem. They slide back and forth together inside me, eventually alternating their strokes until they sent me over the top once again. This time I pulled the cock from my mouth and faced the camera as I came again—-hard!

“Three, two, one. I’m impressed. If my wife was getting double fucked like that, I would have come all over myself,” Megan said, hoping to get Jason to open his eyes.

She threw a leg over his thighs and started fingering herself. She perched on top of his pole and licked his lips, teasing him one last time before slamming herself down onto him.

“I like it hard, Mr. Jason,” she whispered. “Fuck me.”

Jason pushed his hips skyward and did as best he could to oblige the sweet little temptress, but he was still cuffed to the bed and wasn’t able to get much leverage.

Megan turned around so she could face the laptop again.

“You just lay there and let me do all the work,” she chastised. “I want to watch your wife take all three of these big dicks while you fuck me. Can you still see?”

She continued to ride up and down on him, slowly lifting up, and then slamming down hard into his lap. He was doing everything he could to keep himself from coming.

“I can’t take it anymore, I’m going to come!”

Megan hopped off and grabbed the base of his cock firmly. She put her mouth around its head and slid her other hand to his balls. She cupped them and pushed them upwards into his shaft. As they began to tighten, she slid her index finger into his ass and pressed on his prostate.

“Oh shit!” Jason yelled, as wave after wave of his orgasm surged out of his cock.

Megan clamped her mouth tightly on his head and swallowed every last drop that she could manage to milk out of him.

“Wow. Oh my God! Where in the world did you learn that?”

Megan sat up on her knees and shrugged.

“I didn’t want you to make a mess that we would have to clean up later.”

She let go of his cock and it fell flaccid onto his stomach.

“Can we fix it, Doc?” she laughed. “I wasn’t quite done yet.”

“Can you get me a bottle of water?”

“Sure. Look at your wife—-she’s such a hot mess!”

They turned back towards the screen to see me still sandwiched between the two vampires. Senator Steven pulled all the way out and positioned the tip of his cock at the entrance of my back hole. I was so turned on by the messy state I was in and the way he used my juices to lubricate himself before slowly pushing the tip of his penis into my ass. He held it in place for a moment to allow me to try and adjust to the sensation. My chest was heaving and I tried my best to control my breathing. I leaned my head back towards his face and I could see the light reflecting off of his fangs as he opened his mouth wide.

Oh God!

Larry and Arnold switched places and Larry wasted no time stuffing his cock deep into me. Steve just held me up with the tip of his cock still only slightly inside me while Larry pumped harder and harder. What was he waiting for?

Larry’s cock almost felt like the two others combined—-perhaps not as wide, but it reached a spot inside me that was a whole new sensation.

“Why isn’t the Senator trying to fuck my ass?” I thought to myself. “What’s he waiting for—-an invitation?”

Larry was kneading my chest with both hands as he stood against the bed, slamming into me. He leaned forward and kissed my neck. I started to convulse and he could sense I was ready to come again. Just then, Steve clamped his fangs down into my neck while pushing his rock hard cock deep into my ass!

I started to scream, but nothing came out.

“Fuck me,” I squeaked softly instead. “Fuck me, fuck me fuck me.”

Larry bit down on the other side of my neck and the two of them hammered in and out in an alternating sequence.

That’s it. Bite me. Fuck me. …take me!

Colors flashed through my mind and lights spun around my head. One orgasm bled into another, then another. Arnold pulled his cock from my mouth and sprayed warm come all over my mask. Any other time I might have been mad, but I just couldn’t get enough. I reached for him and took him back into my mouth. I couldn’t tell if I had Arnold’s come running down my neck or if I were actually bleeding from the fangs piercing my flesh. I wasn’t certain and I didn’t care. I sucked hard on his semi-erect shaft. It tasted so good; so fucking sweet. I wanted more. No—-I needed more!

They continued to work together in a synchronized harmony and I lost track of all sense of time and space. I wanted them to keep fucking me until I melted. I could feel The Senator finally start to tire and he began to pant. He held his cock firmly in my ass and bit me again while he pumped me full of his hot seed.

Larry kept his pace for a few more minutes while Steven held his cock still.

“Come on me,” I panted.

Larry finally pulled out and climbed up onto the bed. He put one knee in each of my armpits and laid his heavy cock on my chest.

Steven grabbed my tits and held them tightly around the giant dick that was wedged in between. Larry slid it all the way into my chin with each thrust. Arnold lifted my head forward so that I could reach the tip of it with my tongue each time it approached my face. I could feel his balls sliding up and down across my stomach. I was so consumed with a raw passion; I was absolutely theirs in every way.

Finally Larry grunted hard, and closed his eyes. He opened his mouth wide and I stared up at the light reflecting on his fangs.

“Oh God!” he grunted, as he unloaded all over my cat mask. I closed my eyes tightly as the warm stream covered me from chin to temple. I caught some on my tongue and looked directly into the plant. I swallowed and then licked my lips at Jason, before crashing back down onto the bed in sheer exhaustion.

I love vampires!

As I stood up to clean myself up, I looked into the mirror to see two marks on each side of my neck. One side was actually slightly bleeding. My stockings were a shredded mess of netting and my legs were so weak that I almost fell. This was so hot. I wanted to watch the tape right away. I had to get rid of my caped trio first. I turned around to see Arnold pulling his pants back on. I straightened my mask and dabbed it with a towel, never taking it off. One of the furry ears was torn and it flopped forward over one eye.

“I’m sorry I have to run. My friends are probably wondering what the hell happened to me. Thanks, uh—-I’m really sorry. I never caught your name.”

“I never threw it, I said with a smile. Now get going!” I playfully pushed him towards the door.

“What happened to Senator Steven?” I asked, “I don’t remember hearing him leave.”

Larry and I looked around the room to no avail.

“Weird. I guess he must have had friends waiting for him too.”

“How about you? You have friends?” I asked Larry.

“Not so much. So do you care tell me which one of us actually guessed what you do for a living?”

“None of you,” I winked at him, while walking back towards the bed.

I thought about sending him packing, but I took another look at his sexy ass in that red silk-lined cape. His flaccid penis draped over his thigh, still glistening from my last orgasm.

“Think you can get that thing up one more time?”

I knelt on the floor in front of him as he stood up and let his cock smack me gently in the cheek. I turned to make sure Jason could watch and I swallowed as much as I could fit into my mouth. Larry groaned and wrapped his cape around me while I got him hard one more time.

CHAPTER THREE

 

“Wow, that’s hot!” Megan said. “Your wife just got banged hard by three vampires and then came back for more. “Look at her. She’s insatiable!”

Jason couldn’t tell if Megan was playing with him or if she was really getting off watching me.

“If I un-cuff you, will you please bend me over and fuck me hard?” She said, stoking his cock some more. “I’m still all wet.”

Jason’s cock sprang back to life. “Sure. Get these fucking things off of me.”

Megan took the key that I left for her and quickly removed the handcuffs. She bent over the side of the bed so that she still had a perfect view of the laptop.

“Well? Come on already.”

Jason didn’t really need to be told twice. He stepped up behind her and pushed his cock in firmly with one big thrust.

“Oh yes! Fuck, me sir. Fuck me.”

“Why do you keep calling me sir?”

“Your wife…said…it…would…turn…you…on,”

Jason was so hard, his cock popped out and pointed straight into the air. He had to hold it down as his pushed forward.

“Mr. Jason. Will you put it in my butt?”

“What?”

“Like that vampire is doing in the video.”

Jason looked at the screen as Larry bent me over and pushed his cock into my ass. It took my breath away. I was momentarily frozen like a deer in headlights. Oh my God!

I have never felt anything like that. I fell forward and buried my face into the pillow. Larry just held me there for a moment. He slowly started working it in and out. As I eased back up onto all fours, it became more and more bearable, and then even somewhat comfortable. Eventually, it slid in nice and easy and his pace became more and more steady. Before I knew it I was actually pushing back into him.

Oh fuck! I hope Jason is still watching.

Indeed, Jason was still watching, with his own cock buried balls deep into Megan’s tiny backside. I could even hear her squealing through the walls over my music and the sounds of my own ecstasy.

The more she squealed, the more of Larry’s big cock I wanted pushed into me.