Take It

You take the stake from her.

Gwen gives you an encouraging smile. “You know if you don’t end her, you’ll end up like Justin, or worse. She’s already rolled you.”

You climb back to the back. You try to open the coffin latch.

“It’s locked.”

“Easily remedied.”

Gwen’s eyes glow a faint fiery red. She snaps her fingers and the latch opens.

“Foolish undead cow thought that would keep me out.”

You open it. Laying in the coffin with her arms crossed is the gorgeous vampire Tina has become. You stare at her bountiful breasts and lush curves. Her lips are cherry red with the tips of her fangs peaking out. She looks alive. You know better,

You place the stake above her heart. You pause unable to bring yourself to end her.

Gwen massages your shoulders. “Do it or you’ll never be free of her. Do it and I’ll see to it you have everything you could ever want.”

You slam the stake. Tina screams as it penetrates her heart. Her body begins to bubble and smoke. Soon all that’s left is a pile of ash.

Gwen gleefully whispers. “That was incredible. I am so wet right now and I know exactly what you want.”

Her body shimmers. The obscene hellish curves change back to Gwen’s more innocent figure.

“There. I’m so sorry our date got cut short. I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

She slides a hand up your shirt and plays with your chest. She begins kissing your neck. You turn and pull her into a kiss. Your tongues dance. You grow hard.

She breaks the kiss and whispers. “Fuck me.”

You slide up her sexy, low cut, black dress. She wears no panties. She practically tears your off pants.

You thrust your cock into her, marveling at how hot and wet she is.

She moans encouragingly. “Fuck me hard stud!”

You slam her as hard as you can.

She moans in delight. You continue at a steady pace for nearly twenty minutes. You moan as you shoot a load into her. You pull out tired from exertion.

Gwen sticks her fingers into her sex and pulls out a long strand of your mixed juices.

“Mm, two great tastes, that taste great together. Hmm, since my magic doesn’t work on you, maybe the vampire had the right idea.”

She takes a taloned finger and cuts her tongue. She grabs you and pull you into a kiss. She tastes like sickly sweet cherry cough syrup.

You cough and she breaks the kiss. You spit trying to rid yourself of the awful taste.

“Well are you feeling any more evil or lustful with a bit of my essence in you?”

You spit again. “Does queasy count?”

“Oh well, worth a shot.”

The two of you step out of he SUV Justin is standing there dazed.

“Well I guess we’re driving.”

Gwen licks her lips and looks around the gas station. “I have an idea.”