Natasha: Far too late

You idly look at the door. Maybe you could…

But no, you can’t, it’s already too late for you. Soon you’ll take Savannah’s place on the table and serve as dinner for a couple of monsters. In your mind you can feel the blonde vampire’s mental finger wrapping around your will. The feeling is warm and comforting, pushing away the terror that had slowly started growing again in your guts.

Why would you leave? The slurping noises behind you are so sexy and new vampires are rising all around the sushi place. Maybe you too can come back as one. You’d love that. At the though of it you can feel the fabric of your panties sticking to your wetting intimate parts.

A hand combs through your hair. You turn around. The business man is standing above you, his dick out. You want to grab it and you want it inside you. On the table, Savanah draws her last breath. It’s going to be your turn. The man grabs your hand and invites you to stand, he makes you turn on yourself. Like a little girl, you indulge him opposing no resistance. You love being the center of the attention, of his attention.

“What do you do for a living sweetheart? Travelling somewhere?”

“I’m a flight attendant, I work for…”

“I don’t really care sweetheart, why don’(t you show us the goods instead,” he says nodding his head towards your chest.

You giggle, this is going so well. Your quite proud of your tits, despite the dangerous approach of the forties, they are still firm and almost as good looking as they were when you were twenty. Your shirt and bra go over your head.

“Down there too,” he continues ordering waving his finger at your skirt.

You are now totally naked in the middle of the sushi place. You don’t feel embarrassed, why should you?

In no time you find yourself laying on the table just like Savanah. The blonde has left you. She said something about having to meet a friend in Beverly Hills, you shiver of pleasure at the thought of what she’s going to do to her.

The man’s face is between your legs, his cold tongue is gently licking you. Your thoughts are soon overwhelmed with a soothing heat, you can feel the orgasm building. His tongue darts inside you, laps your juices, it’s been so long since you felt so good. You let the delicious lust come over your body. You let out a loud moan. His fangs press against your skin but he is careful not to break it.

As the orgasm washes away, you see the sushi place emptying, no more humans left except for you, the creatures are going to look for more prey, you hope, they’ll leave some for you when you come back because you know you are coming back, you want it so hard that you know it.

The man’s tongue is now between your butt cheeks, wetting your hole, relaxing it. You never had it that way, you’re impatient…

Suddenly his fangs dig into you. He drinks for some time. The feeling is amazing, you come again. He lets go of you and extends a helping hand. You take it.

He doesn’t need to tell you, you turn around and lean, belly down on the table. He growls in satisfaction. He collects your blood and vaginal fluids and smear them over your ass, between your cheeks. He slides a finger inside. The intrusion feels weird but you can’t help liking it, you want him inside of you … anyway he wants…

The tip presses against the crack, instinctively you contract.

“Relax,” he whispers to your ear.

Suddenly all your muscles lose their tension, you exhale loudly. His shaft slowly makes its way inside of you. The feeling is different, both painful and so delicious. Your start puffing and panting. It hurts but it hurts good. He takes up the rhythm, sliding inside of you faster and faster. Harder and harder. Your innards take the shape of his drilling shaft, you are filled… complete at last. You come again.

“You like that?”

“Yes…”

He starts biting your back, he drinks you, fucks you, fills you. You’re screaming now. The pain is unbearable but the pleasure is exquisite, you start crying. You love this.

Savanah has woken up, her red eyes look at you, she smiles. She starts licking your lips, kiss you, bites you.

You slowly drift away…

You’re not sure you’ll come back anymore… You don’t care.

Cold copper on your lips…