A pleasant interuption

The basement door creaks open. Beth sees a pair of bare feet followed by the clacking of Becky’s six inch stiletto heels.

A few more steps and Dale’s mother comes into view. Mrs. Carvis is wearing only a pair of red panties. Her breasts are bare and larger than you would have expected. Her nipples are hard. Her hair looks like it’s been professionally done and her makeup gives her a wanton sexy look. Beth’s keen eyesight picks up a pair of puncture wounds on her neck.

“Dale Gram Carvis! That is not how you treat guests. Drop that cross!”

Whether it’s the surprise or just a Pavlovian response to his mother, Beth doesn’t know, but Dale drops the cross.

Before it even hits the ground Beth is next to Dale pulling him into a long awaited kiss. No longer content with just a kiss, Beth snakes her hand down Dale’s pants. She smiles as his cock grows and hardens.

Beth breaks the kiss and stares into Dale’s eyes, her own eyes glowing red. “Fuck me, Dale! I want you inside me.”

Dale nods mesmerized.

Beth pulls down his pants and lays him down. She once again silently thanks Sara Jean for making sure her outfit had easy access. She pops the buttons and slides her pussy down Dale’s pole.

Beth glances over at Sara Jean. David is still half heartedly holding her back with his cross. She pops her breasts free from her tube top. With a hand that barely covers half of her enormous breast, she lifts it up and licks her own nipple.

With her eyes aglow she husks to David. “Cone, play with my toys. You can do anything you want, just drop the cross.”

Beth watches as he lowers the cross. The sound of Mrs. Carvis’s voice draws her attention. “Becky, would you be a dear and lick my slit? I really want to watch this.”

Beneath her Dale moans in pleasure. She picks up the pace, marveling at how good it feels. She feels her thirst begin to build.

Dale explodes like a fountain. Her fangs lengthen. She kisses his neck, then plunges her fangs into his carotid. She can’t believe how good it tastes. She feels his dick begin to go limp and withdraws.

Beth slides her pussy up to his face. “Will you please me, Dale?”

His only answer is his tongue tasting her drenched pussy. She takes a sharp, black, fingernail and digs a three inch cut above her sex. Her blood drops into her snatch and mixes with her juices. Dale continues to lick.

Beth moans as Dale licks. Eventually she feels fangs pierce her inner thigh. Her body shivers in orgasm.

Beth looks down at Dale’s red glowing eyes. “Mm, good boy.”

Beth gets up off of Dale’s face.

Dale smiles at her showing a pair of inch long fangs. “Fucking thank you, Beth. Do you want to go for round two?”

Beth looks about the room. Sara Jean is sucking David’s improved cock. Becky’s head is still buried in Mrs. Carvis’s pussy.

Beth purses her lips. A vampiric orgy would be fun. Then again she could go home and see if mom has been bitten yet. There are still her slayer friends that need dealing with.