Kiss Francesca

I can't... You looked at this familiar face and you just couldn't do it.

You threw away the stake before you leaned on Fran and kissed her. She has been waiting for her prince since that day, and you finally did what you were too embarrassed to do back then. You explored her mouth and carefully avoided the sharp tips of her fangs.

Fran was surprised at first, but she gradually fell to your kiss and released your arm. She did use her hypnosis to mess with your mind, but your choice still amazed her. She held the back of your head and pulled you closer, kissed you deeper. The scent of fresh blood in the air drove her crazy, but your sweet saliva miraculously calmed her down for a bit. She was trying her best to restrain herself from piercing your tongue with her fangs.

But her fangs... They were like vampire erections as each time you licked them, Fran let out a muffled moan and shivered slightly. She was more aroused, more eager to stab them in your veins, just like she wished you to penetrate her with your dick.

You would love to indulge her. You pulled down the curtain to keep sunlight out and took your clothes off. Fran was licking the blood on her hands and she seemed to be intoxicated. You didn't mind that anymore.

"I love you, Fran... I want you..." You returned to her side and spread her legs.

"I know..." Fran licked the blood on her fangs with hungry lights in her eyes.

That pair of puncture wounds on her inner thigh were so fascinating that you couldn't help stroking them. Fran, stimulated by the pleasure, sucked the finger in her mouth and moaned. Her lustful gaze melted your mind. You parted her labia and drilled your index through the slit, while you continued touching those bite marks. Her inside was tight and cold, and you yearned to go deeper and faster, to conquer her.

When you felt your finger being consumed by a flood of warmth, you gently pulled it out. Fran was too impatient to wait and came up to suck your finger, to savor her own juice. You teased her tongue and her fangs with it, and she smiled cunningly. A trace of her saliva lingered between your finger and her lips when you retreated.

You knelt on the floor when she unzipped your trousers. She wrapped her arms around your neck and slowly sat down, guided your erected manhood into her moist cunt. You both moaned when she took it whole. You were drowned in an ocean of pleasure as she gently rode you up and down. You rubbed her butts and supported her weight, but you felt that you strength was concentrating more on your waist, so that you could endure her slams.

With a final blow you came into her and you felt free. You exhaled and relaxed. When Fran softly held your head and tilted it to the side, you knew it's time.

"Take me, Fran... Make me yours..." You closed your eyes and smiled.

"I'd love to, but Mistress would love to take you by herself." Fran giggled wickedly as she bared her fangs and plunged them in your neck.

The pain flashed across your body, what came next was only entrancing pleasure. You nourished Fran's unlife with your life. A part of you would live inside her forever. You felt fulfilled and complete.

You must've passed out some time later, but when you woke up again, Fran came back for more, for everything you could offer. For the entire daytime you've been fucked and sucked, and you didn't have much left inside you when the sun finally set.

Fran took you to the police station, which was taken by the vampires now. Olivia was pleased to see both of you. When Fran presented you to her as a trophy, Olivia immediately bit her wrist and **** you to drink from her. You sucked the wounds thirstily and the overwhelming heat shut you down instantly.

Finally you opened your eyes again and the world was different. You were different. You were lying on the ground in the Commissioner's office. Melissa Ashton, a lady at her late 20s with silver-gray short hair, the sergeant you've been trying to contact and a newly-turned vampire now, was kneeling in front of Mistress Olivia and licking her pussy, while Fran was feeding on the submissive Commissioner in the corner. She saw you waking up and happily invited you to share a meal with her. You humbly accepted.

"Ah! James... You've finally come back. Good." Olivia stood up from the Commissioner's chair and walked towards the door, "My lord told me that the priest at the church has called the hunters from Vatican for help, and that coward is going to leave the city tonight. We need to pay him a visit before he escapes our grasp."

"But... can we enter the church?" Fran asked curiously. You didn't know the answer either.

"No, we can't. But, Mistress, I've already ordered my man to keep watching the church. Once the priest leaves, we'll know." Melissa stood up with the buttons on her shirt left open, and happily followed from behind.

"We need our numbers to distract the hunters." Olivia looked around and smiled at all of you, "So, only the three of you will come with me. I will turn the priest myself, so that I can know every secret of those bastards hiding in Vatican."

"As you command, Mistress." You faithfully bowed to Olivia.

You knew every step that stupid priest took and your mistress decide to intercept him on the road. Olivia suddenly appeared from the wayside woods and stood in front of the jeep, which was carrying Priest Brandon who was being evacuated from the city.

In panic, the driver turned the wheel and the jeep slammed into a tree. The two vampire hunters in the back seats weren't hurt bad, but Brandon was not so lucky. He hasn't recovered from the crash when he was pulled out by Olivia and slammed on the ground. Bearing the severe injury he lost the strength to fight back and became a puppet in the vampire's hands.

"I've been watching where you're going through the eyes of my fledglings, Priest!" Olivia laughed ravenously when she tore his clothes apart to reveal his neck, "I've always wanted to taste someone as holy as you!"

Olivia wasted no time and dived down, penetrating his neck with her sharp fangs. Brandon didn't even have the strength to scream. He looked to the car and, with a miserable looking expression on his face, begged the vampire hunters for help.

One the other side of the crashed car, Melissa was **** the poor driver on the grass. She rode on top of the driver while pinning his both hands to the side, preventing him from grabbing any weapons.

"Yes... Yes! Ah!" She laughed and moaned intensely for the pleasure. When her womb was finally filled with the driver's hot sperm, she rewarded him with a bite on the neck.

The hunters were finally out of the car, but they were immediately ambushed by you and Fran, who have been hiding behind the car and waiting for them.

You bit the neck of the taller one from behind, when you noticed that Fran was having fun with the other directly opposite you. She tore off his trousers and gave his erection a wild hand job, while she was feeding on his neck from behind, too. You paused to smile at her with a bloody face, and she giggled in reply. That hunter died with happiness after he shot his seeds at the corpse of his comrade drained by you, and gave all his precious blood to your lover.

You couldn't help but step across the dead and kiss Fran passionately.

Minutes have passed and Olivia has finally finished her work with Brandon. The former priest rose from the ground while still twitching. He touched his neck and let out a orgasmic moan. He licked the blood on his hand, slowly at first and ferociously after until his hand was clean.

"Thank you, Mistress! I never knew becoming a vampire would be such wonderful!" Brandon gave an intoxicating smile with his fangs bared around the corner of his mouth.

Olivia caressed his cheek with satisfaction, and she guided him to reunite with her other children.

You, Fran and Melissa stood up and bowed loyally to your mistress.