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Chapter 4 by Fangslover Fangslover

Decisions...

Embrace my sleeping wife

I watched Amy round the corner and leave.

I suddenly got very horny, realizing what I was about to do.

My cock throbbed, hardening further, as I turned to my wife, still laying there asleep on the floor, naked and **** next to me.

I reached my hand towards one of her breasts, suddenly realizing my fingernails had sharpened into almost talons. I teased her dark brown nipple with my claws before leaning over and kissing it. My lips latched onto her areola, suckling, as her nipple hardened in between my fangs.

She responded with a soft moan. I looked up. “Sleep.” I told her. “Sweet dreams...” she seemed to comply, slipping deeper into her **** state.

I slid my hand down her chest to her belly button, caressing it momentarily, then to her inner thigh. I pushed her leg to the side, exposing her cleanly shaven vagina, with a small landing strip. “You never would let me go down on you... but now...” I leaned over her and planted my tongue on her clitorous, licking down the length of her sex.

My fangs began salivating in response to the taste of her pussy. My tongue started to feel weird too, almost like it was elongating. I remembered the look of Amy’s tongue as it had wrapped around my dick right before she fanged me...

I eagerly slipped my tongue inside my wife’s pussy, licking around ravenously as I tasted her insides. Her hips bucked unexpectidly, and my fangs gently pierced her labia. She whimpered. I paused my ravaging and pulled my head away from her sex, looking at her eyes. They were closed.

“Good, still asleep...”

My fangs were salivating even more now, and I looked to where my fangs had pentrated her. I dove back into her sex, slurping up the tricklies of blood there. “Mmmmm,” I moaned. The taste itself was orgasmic. My tongue slid along her slit, collecting any blood I may have missed.

It was not enough, I wanted more than just trickles.

“I think it’s time wifey... no more foreplay...” I spoke to her, even though she was sleeping. Maybe it will reach her in her dreams, I thought.

I got up, sliding my wife over my direction and flipping one of her legs over me to the other side, so I was now in between her legs. I slid my hands firmly along her thighs, looking down at my cock. “Wow,” I said. I was enhanced. My dick was now slightly thicker and had a few more inches. “Nice..” I noticed too, that Amy’s bite marks were still there. An arousing reminder of her gift...

I refocused, my hands clenched my wife’s thighs firmly, and I thrusted my newly enhanced and engorged cock inside her. She gasped audibly, as her pussy stretched allowing my passion to enter her, but still did not wake.

I was in heaven again. I thrusted in and out of her slowly until she started responding. Occasional moans, her legs and hips slowly beginning to respond to me, her nipples hardening with goosebumps, and her legs instinctually wrapping around me.

She was just barely aware enough... It was the perfect time.

I slid my right arm behind her as she arched her back for me.

I kissed her left breast, suckling it’s nipple for a short while, before taking it in my left hand for leverage.

I continued thrusting in and out of her as my mouth suckled her right nipple.

I pulled away slightly.

There it was, that perfect, beautiful, throbbing blue vein on her upper breast.

I placed my fangs on her luscious breast, right over the vein, and bit down. Her back and chest arched in response. My right arm supporting and caressing her back as my fangs slid into her flesh effortlessly. Blood seeped into my mouth as the tips of my fangs reached her vein.

I sucked gently, savoring the orgasmic taste in my mouth. As I swallowed the first gulp of her, my member throbbed in orgasm, pumping my seed into her pussy.

She stirred as I continued my feeding and fucking. It was amazing.

And I wanted to share it with her.

I bit down harder, pushing my fangs as deep into her breast as I could. I lost myself in the moment. All became hazy. Hazy and blissful.

Until I felt her hand gently rest on the back of my head.

Unsure how much time has passed, I pulled my fangs out of her and looked up, watching my wife’s eyes as they slowly blinked awake and met my own.

Her mouth opened, revealing her very own set of fangs.

What's next?

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