A painful kind of bliss

Bliss consumes me as the world around me fades, and all that remains is the bite. My wife's new twin fangs in my neck, drinking from me.

I gasp and sigh, as her sucking brings me an odd satisfaction and fullfilllment, in spite of the pain.

I smile, and whisper, "I'm glad it was you..."

I feel her hand grasp my cock, then. Her sharp clawed fingernails teasing me with danger. - But she is gentle, as she slowly begins tugging my foreskin, twisting... her grasp slipping intentionally as she slides my excretions around.

I roll my eyes back, overwhelmed with my own confused sense of pleasure.

Her handwork is masterful, and I gasp as my cock throbs strongly in sweet release. She responds quickly, pulling me close.

With what little strength I have, I thrust into her belly, and cum.

Her sucking slows, as her fingers idly stroke and tease my, now spent and waning, erection.

A delightful few more moments pass, before my body tingles with euphoria and fulfillment, as she withdraws her kiss. - Her fangs pull from my neck, and I feel some of my strength return. Her arms release me slowly, as I reorient myself and stand on my own, no longer under her support. My hands drop to her hips for balance, and my eyes to the fresh cum seeping from her belly button.

Her hand presses against my chest, intimately, and I raise my eyes in time to meet her kiss. It is intoxicating beyond words, and I lose myself in her lips. My tongue slips into her, desperately seeking her fangs that had claimed me. I want more...

I feel no different except for a sense of... intoxication.

Her hand pushes me back, breaking our kiss suddenly. She grabs a towel from the counter and wipes the cum from her belly, and tosses it to the side. I accept her hand, which reaches for my own, as she stands upright and tugs me towards the bedroom.

I follow, eager, watching her incredible body along the way.

"Amy's fangs did amazing work, didn't they?" She turns, smiling at me. Knowing.

"In so many ways...", I say, looking her nude figure up and down as we come to a stop next to the bed.

I slip my hand around her waist, and push my spent sex against her own.

She opens her mouth and hisses softly, playfully, then suddenly shoves me back onto the bed.

"Amy wanted to claim you." She looks down at my crotch, licking her lips.

"She wanted to taste you. Your manhood."

I gasp again, as my wife's clawed hand grabs me, squeezingly me firmly, bringing me back to partial erection.

"Something which is so intimately, mine." She continues,

"How do you feel about that?" She asks, gracefully dropping to her knees.

"I..."

She interrupts. "The idea of my fangs feeding from your manhood, as I transform you into a vampire?"

"I..."

She interrupts again, hissing as she bares her fangs next to my dick.

I lay my head back in acceptance, as her warm tongue and lips slide over my pitiful erection. "ah... ah..." I gasp, fearing a bite.

“Mmmmm”, she moans, as her tongue swirls around the tip of my dick.

“Ohhhh my god honey...” I gasp in pleasure, louder this time, clinging onto the bedsheets as her mouth works wonders, bringing me quickly back to full erection.

With a 'pop' sound, she slips her mouth off me. I look up in time to see one of her perfectly toned thighs lift onto the bed, followed by the other. Her hands press firmly against my chest as she climbs on top of me. God she is so slender now, tight but curvy in all the right places. My eyes trace her nakedness, down her newly toned, but subtle, abs leading to her pussy. Well manicured short brown hairs adorn the the two small swollen lips there, marking the entryway inside of her.

She lines herself up, fucking me with her eyes as she slides onto me.

I feel my face flush red with warmth as my penis penetrates her.

Oh my god.

I slide my hands up her body and trace the outer curves of her breasts before squeezing them, smiling and admiring their renewed youthfulness. I lean up to kiss them, letting my tongue circle the areolae, cherishing the familiar bumps and freckles unique to my wife, before suckling each of her nipples softly.

I lay back slowly as she rocks her hips, grinding the warm comforts of her pussy back and forth over me, obviously encouraging me along.

“Do it my love.” I whisper to her, as she reaches a hand behind me, and lifts the back of my neck.

I feel myself go limp in submission as she flips her hair out of the way, and curls her lips back from her fangs.

My head falls back, and her fangs bite back into my neck.