Naked Anal in the Restroom

Taking Celene and Eden to a restroom at the end of the hall, you pull out the trusty, but largely unused marker from your pocket and write on the women’s half of the restroom, “Erik Howard’s restroom.” Then you send Celene in to check if there’s anybody inside, and thankfully there isn't. The convention seems to be small enough that it isn't completely wrecked so early in the convention either. Hopefully there's another women’s restroom nearby, but who really cares if there is.

Stepping inside, it thankfully smells pretty nice, and Celene carefully takes off her cosplay and folds it up nearly on the counter. You had the thought that you could give it to Sophia tomorrow, so you didn't wanna get it dirty with what you were about to do. After getting naked, aside from her wig, you step up to Celene and start to rub your hands all over her toned body, Eden taking a seat on the counter beside you.

“Eden wants to see me fuck you hard.” You say to the cosplayer, “bend over the sink.”

Celene does just that, “Is there anything else you wanna know? I- I don't have any STDs. Haven't had sex in a year.”

“Have you ever done anal? Shoved anything up your ass?” Eden asks.

“N-no. Just some fingers in the shower. To clean.” She answers.

“Erik, you should change that.” Eden says, giving a devilish grin. She’s definitely the kinky one in the group.

Shrugging, you don't really feel the need to go against the request, so you use your fingers to check how far you can get inside without any lube. You can do it, but it might be a little more painful than you’d want, so you get Eden to come down and spit on your head before pushing it inside.

Celene is exceptionally tight, even with the makeshift lube applied. She gasps as you push further, at a loss for breath as your pre starts to really work it's magic as lube.

“Fuck~ Fuck~ That’s huge!” She gasps.

“I don't know about that, but I appreciate the compliment.” you say, pushing in until you finally bottom out. It's at that moment that everything suddenly becomes much looser, to the point where you can finally start to actually fuck her in the ass.

You make sure not to grab at her wig, despite the two white ponytails being perfect for tugging on, because you wanted that to stay on for the rest of the day. Instead, you grab the cosplayer’s hips and start to really pound her, going as hard and fast as you could so you could cum quickly.

Eden, back on the counter, had started to masturbate as Celene gasped and yelped and screamed, often in pleasure and often in surprise.

Soon enough, you bottom out inside her once again and start to drain your balls into her asshole. She basically collapses into the sink, breathing hard. Pulling out, her cheeks are flushed extremely red and you're happy to see a little smile across her lips.

Eden’s still loudly flicking her bean in the corner, when you turn around to find the rest of your party in the room with you.

“Uh… I guess you found my restroom.” I chuckle, pants still down.

“You’ve been busy.” Jodi smirks, “It's been like half an hour.”

“Well… I was just doing what Eden wanted.” I say, motioning over to her as Ashley heads into one of the stalls.

“We can see that. Is she a new… member?” Mom asks.

You turn to look at Celene, who has gotten herself up to her feet again to say hello to the family.

“Uh. Yeah. I- Eden said there were more of you. We’re all owned by Erik, huh?” She says, cum leaking down her thighs.

“I'm his mother, and yes, I'm owned by him. You are quite the looker, you know.”

This somehow gets Celene to blush even further and she looks almost bashful.

“Um, Jodi, you and I should go out front and like… stand guard for a moment while everyone else helps Celene get a little more ready.” you say, knowing that somebody had brought some extra clothes in a bag, in case you covered any with cum or something.

“Alright. You're the boss.” She says, turning back to the entrance while everyone rushes to meet and help Celene. You're sure that you even hear something about Sabrina being a fan.

You didn't really know what to talk about exactly with Jodi, but you know you wanted to talk.

“So… How long have you been a vampire hunter?” You ask.

“Um… technically I've been training since I was a kid, but I didn't kill my first until I was a teenager. Maybe 5 years ago now.”

“Well…” you say, not sure what could be sensitive. Knowing that she thinks she’s yours though, you just continue, not thinking she’ll refrain, “Are vampires the only supernatural thing you know about? Is there anything else?”

“I'm sure. This is a big world and it's far stranger than most people want to realize. I mean, I walked into a diner two or three days ago and realized I was owned by somebody else this whole time.”

Thinking back on it, you really weren't sure where your powers had actually come from. You had woken up a while ago with memories of a dream that you’ve since forgotten about. There really was no catalyst other than that, that you can think of.

“Does your family have like, any stories or anything about anything else? You said your last name was Belmont, right? That's… from Dracula?”

“Yeah. The book was loosely based on real events, but most further adaptations don't really get that close. As for stories… I'd have to check the library under the house. It's… kind of the only thing left. The rest burnt down when the last American Vampire society raided it. The rest of us just scattered and have been kind of hiding ever since. My father died then, and I haven't heard from my mother since.”

“Do you think she’s still out there?” You ask, trying to work through all of the bombshells she laying on you.

Jodi pulls out the wooden stake from her holster and starts flipping it in her hand, doing tricks and stuff, “I have faith. None of us go down easy, you know. My old man sacrificed himself to about 10 undead bastards and took most of them with him. The rest of us got away, and as far as I've seen, most vampires have been scattered too. I'm sure they meet on occasion, but the best way to keep out of my, or one of my relative’s way is to keep a low profile.”

“Yeah… and um, who exactly was this last one you were tracking?” You ask.

“Some nobody. Has probably been asleep for a few decades and woke up to a pretty different world. I found her because she used her real name to buy a new house out in Baker City, where you found me. Same name she used to buy property about 60 years ago. It's a pretty conspicuous gap, but legally above board. Mostly.”

“Wait, so… is property that important to them?” You ask, finding the coincidence intriguing.

“Yes. Well, at least in terms of the old tropes. They can't enter someone else’s property unless it's reasonably public, or they're welcomed inside. People aren't usually property, so they don't have to deal with them, but interestingly enough, they can't steal clothes or anything unless the person who owns them gifts them.”

There's a lot going through your mind right now. Your powers seem to really fit in with that power set. That's a little bit more for the coincidence pile. Even as she’s explaining all this, Jodi continues to flip the stake in her hands, constantly moving.

“What's it like, exactly… to kill a vampire?” You ask.

“It's not hard exactly, once you track them down. Basically, you take this and push it through its heart until it erupts into vaporous dust.”

“And… okay, what if I somehow owned one… would it do everything I say?” I ask, imagining a hot vampire girl to claim.

“If they only found out now, they might die after realizing how long they had been using your body and everything… alternatively, they could just be kind of normal and do whatever you want. I wouldn't really know. There’s not a lot of precident.” She explains.

“And… how hot was the vampire you were tracking back in Baker City?”