chapter 3b

It is late in the afternoon, and I have sold only one item since noon – a bottle of water. I’m thinking to myself, why would someone go online to buy a bottle of water? Why couldn’t they just go to a store nearby and purchase one, or even better, fetch a cup of water from the tap in their kitchen? I guess some people love attention so they’re willing to do the darndest things in order to get it. I probably shouldn’t be complaining about this, because it is those kind of people who comprise the majority of my customers. I log on to a chat room and discuss the most unworthy topics with people I know nothing about.

The night has come and I decide that two hours of chatting online will be enough for me today. I log off and close the web browser. It is time to eat, so I go to the kitchen to look for some stuff to put together for dinner. I hear a knock on my front door so I stop searching for food in my kitchen and go to stand before it.

I speak through the door so the person on the other side can hear me. “Who is it? If you’re a vampire, I’m sorry to tell you that I don’t give blood.” June’s voice answers, “Quentin, it’s me. Could I talk to you?” I say, “Sure. I hope you don’t mind talking through the door because I’m a bit scared, after what I saw today at noon.” She tells me, “Actually, I do mind talking through the door. Look, you don’t have to invite me in. I can talk to you while standing outside. I just want to be able to see you when I say what I have to say.” I reply, “Uh. You don’t happen to have hypnotic eye powers do you? You can’t make me invite you in by telepathic suggestion?” She says, “Honestly, I do not have that ability, but there are other vampires who do. I can’t come in unless you invite me of your own free will.” I consider what she just told me and everything that I currently know about her. “All right,” I say, and I open the door.

I’m standing a meter away from the doorway and she’s standing half of that distance away from the doorway as well. She’s wearing a pink t-shirt and a black skirt that stops just above her knee. I’m wearing black boxers and a light blue singlet. In her right hand, she holds a mallet, and in her left hand, she holds a stake. I have nothing in my hands. She attempts a happy smile, but only reaches as far as a sympathetic one. Then she tosses the mallet and stake at my feet.

She says, “Thank you for opening the door and thank you for not using those on me today. You could’ve but you didn’t so I’m grateful.” I tell her, “You’re welcome. Thank you for not sucking my blood the other night when you had the chance. Or maybe you’re just waiting for the right time, and if that’s the case, then it’s never.” She smiles then gets serious and says, “You’re right – I am or was waiting for the right time. You see, unlike other vampires, I only drink blood from people who are willing. I’ve never forced myself onto anyone in all my four hundred and fifty three years of existence as a vampire.” “Well, there’s a first time for everything, and I’m not going to be your first time for that.” She looks sad and I feel terrible about what I’ve just said. Hang on, I say to myself, this lady is a creature who drinks the blood of other human beings, and you’re feeling sorry for her, after you’ve turned her down? What is wrong with you?

She attempts to brighten up her sad facial expression, but fails, and says, “All right, well, thanks for the brief friendship. I enjoyed it. I’ll try to find someone else to satisfy my thirst; someone willing.” I nod my head in agreement. She bids me good night and leaves.

Three days later, I see June bring a man into her home. He’s tall and handsome and seems totally infatuated by her. An hour later, I hear a loud slap, a few seconds later, the man almost runs out of her house and gets into his car, driving away at high speed. It is plain to me that she must’ve popped the question and his answer was “no.” June comes out of her house and looks out at the street, maybe wishing him to come back. She turns back to her house, and I see a big red mark on the left side of her pretty face. “Aw shit, June!” I utter softly as I see her walk sadly back to her home.

That evening, around eight o’clock, I ring the doorbell at June’s house. She opens the door and I see her face. I say, “Wow! I didn’t know vampires could heal like that!” What should have been a blackened and bruised left side of her face isn’t blackened or bruised. She has healed completely and in record-breaking time too. “Do you have a special vampire’s-only lotion for that or do you simply command yourself to heal?” She hasn’t heard a word I’ve said because she’s staring at me with her mouth wide open. Oh and I forgot to mention to you, the reader, that I’m standing stark naked in front of this woman’s front doorway. I ask her, “May I come in?” She swallows and opens the door wider for me to enter.

I go to stand in the middle of the living room. She locks the door and turns to see me. She notices what I’ve got on my neck. It’s a temporary tattoo of a black-lined rectangle with the words, “Sink fangs into here,” printed inside. She laughs and laughs. Soon she can’t stand so she laughs and stumbles to the nearby couch, clutching her stomach as she goes into a fit. Now I wish I brought the stake and mallet with me. Here I am, offering myself to her, and all she can do is laugh her head off. I turn towards the door, but after I’ve taken one step, something hits me softly in the head and gets stuck there. I pull it off and look at it. It’s a pair of underwear. Turning, I see June on the couch. She’s taking off her bra and flinging that at me as well. Her other clothes are on the floor. Now she’s naked and she parts her legs wide enough for me to see clearly that junction between her thighs. She plays with her pussy, hidden by black fuzz. My cock becomes erect and she smiles at that.

She gestures for me to go to her, and I obey the unvoiced command. Standing before her, she tells me, “I’m going to enjoy you first, before I suck your blood. I can already smell it, warm and fresh. Mmmm!” She grabs my dick and pulls, causing me to step closer to her. She grabs my ass with both hands and takes my cock, deep into her mouth. I stand and groan with pleasure before her as she works her mouth on my penis. She takes my right hand and places it on her head. I realize what she wants me to do, and so, I run my fingers through her unbelievably, soft, silky hair, rubbing her scalp and the back of her neck, at intervals.

Damn! Her tongue swerves around my penis’s head and shaft like a slick serpent. I gently push her head further against my dick until I can feel her chin moving against my balls. She continues to suck my cock expertly and also strokes the area where my balls connect to my body. Then she takes her mouth off my cock and gives me a rapid, mean handjob. I sense that my balls and cock are ready to unload so I tell her, “It’s coming.” Just as I am about to explode, she opens her mouth around the tip of my penis, and I shoot gooey, white strings of semen into her oral cavity while she continues to jerk me off.

She swallows my ejaculated fluid and looks up at me, showing her mouth, empty of white ooze. I am pleased and caress her face. She smiles and goes back to toying with my cock. She pulls back my foreskin and sucks the bare head. “Oohh! Yeah!” I say, shutting my eyes in extreme ecstasy. She flicks her tongue over the area where my pulled-back foreskin borders with the head of my penis. I utter a moan of approval and pleasure. Then she completely envelopes my penis head with her mouth and sucks it like a lollipop. “Oh, gosh!” I say. My hands are trembling because of the strong sensations she’s making me feel due to her attention on my dick. I dig my fingers into her hair, massaging the sides of her head and moving my “lollipop” around inside her mouth. Her lips and tongue make smacking suction sounds on my penis head as she works wonders on it. I look down at her and she looks back up at me, smiling as she continues to make those titillating sound effects on my body.

After I’ve ejaculated the second time into her mouth, I push her back against the couch so she’s sitting up straight. Then I part her thighs, holding her legs in my arms, and bring my waist against hers. I try to insert my penis into her cunt, but I miss on the first two tries. She giggles and reaches down to guide my cock into her pussy. Third time’s the charm; my dick goes in, and I am now sexually penetrating a vampire woman’s vagina. Both of us say, “Mmmm!” and I begin thrusting into her. She wraps her arms around my waist and looks down at my cock as it moves back and forth into her pussy. I continue to run my fingers through her hair and massage her scalp as I fuck her on the couch. After five minutes, we both lay on our sides and I continue to ram my cock into her cunt, but now she’s also meeting my onslaught with her own perfectly timed and maneuvered thrusts. I say, “June, you’re really really good at this.” She replies, “Four centuries of experience, baby.”

She ejaculates and soon after, I do so as well. I ask her, “Does this mean you’re going to get pregnant?” She shakes her and and says, “No. I’m on birth control.” “So you can have children?” “Yes, but I’ve decided not to. Are you disappointed in me?” “No. It’s your choice.” “Thank you.” She stops thrusting and I stop as well, but we remain connected. We cuddle and kiss each other for a long while, then she asks, “May I suck your blood now? I’m really thirsty.” I tell her, “Yes, you may. Just don’t drain me completely. I need blood to survive too, you know.” She chuckles and kisses me. Then I turn my neck to her and she kisses the tattooed area, then sinks her fangs into the designated spot.

What I feel now is a sensation of pleasure, different from the sexual variety. It feels like ejaculation, except instead of your body pushing something out, something is being drawn out from you by an outside force. Because of this sensation and my losing of blood, I feel high. I also feel numb and paralyzed. I sense that June also knows how I’m feeling, and even more so. She knows that I will soon be feeling disconnected from reality and even dejected, as a result of what she’s doing to me. She caresses me and moves her hands lovingly all over my body while she drinks my red nectar. I distantly feel her hand take my hand and put it between her thighs, then she pushes all four of my fingers into her cunt and gently, but thoroughly, fucks her pussy on my digits. It’s working. This woman knows what she’s doing because I feel myself coming back from the realm of dejection. The sensations I’m getting through my neck and hand become stronger and I feel like I’m coming back to first person mode, rather than being a far away spectator staring through fog. Oh, her sucking of my blood is so divine and her hand-fucking herself with my hand is nothing short of brilliant! I’m feeling it all now, one hundred percent aware and there.

I still can’t move or do anything other than breathe, but I can feel my body and it feels fucking great! Finally, I feel her fangs withdraw from my neck. She licks the blood that oozes out of those two holes she made along my carotid artery and places a bandaid over it. In ten seconds, I’ve dozed off with her arms and legs wrapped around my body.

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I wake up and it is the morning of the next day. I’m still naked, but I’m in a comfortable bed, with a warm blanket over my body. I feel so cozy. Wait! This isn’t where I usually wake up! Where am – Oh! I remember. I sigh and relax.

Five minutes later, June walks into the room. She’s not naked. She’s wearing a long, white night shirt. Good for her. She smiles and says, “I’ve got some breakfast ready in the kitchen. You might want to have some clothes on before you leave. Do I have your permission to go into your house and get some clothes for you?” I reply, “Yes, you have my permission.” I think she can read my thoughts through her special blood-sensing abilities because she says, “Hmm. Someone’s feeling down today and their blood is telling me that there’s only one way they can feel better.” She smiles and pulls off her night shirt, dropping it on the floor. Naked, she gets into bed with me and we make love for an hour and a half, ending up feeling so tired that, after we shower and have breakfast, we go back to bed and sleep until noon.

THE END