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  Vampire’s Kiss

  “How did I get myself into this?” Wendy Harrison questioned herself as she felt his arms slipping around her body in something closely akin to an embrace. One hand rested on her stomach, the other on her shoulder, while both of his arms kept hers trapped against her sides. And yet she didn’t feel trapped at all. Her body was relaxed as she felt his cool breath against her ear, and she found her head craning to the side of its own volition in order to expose her neck. Part of her knew she should run, but she couldn’t even muster the will to struggle against him. It was mesmerizing simply feeling his arms around her and his hands on her body. It felt as if she could sense his desire, and that caused her own feelings to well up within her and her desires to match his. It wasn’t mind control, since she still had her thoughts, but her body and emotions were no longer hers. Gone was any kind of fear that she might normally feel in a situation like this, in a dark alley with a stranger’s arms wrapped tightly around her. She didn’t even desire to run – she was, for lack of a better way to describe it, a fly caught in a spider’s web. Except of course, in this case that spider was a vampire, and instead of a fly she was simply a woman. As she felt the vampire’s breath against her neck she felt even calmer. It was exactly as her friend Sue had said it would be.

  Sue was, of course, how she had gotten herself into this. Though she had been her best friend since high school, Sue had a knack for getting herself into trouble. This had been no different. She told Wendy that she had taken a short cut home that day to her apartment after her evening jog. It wasn’t a particularly bad section of the city, but unfortunately it was a very dark alley that she had walked through. Sue should’ve known that that was never really a safe thing to do, but as usual she did it regardless. About half way through the alley, she felt like she was being followed or watched, but when she turned around no one was there. Then, suddenly, before she could turn back to continue on her way home, she found herself unable to move. That was exactly how she’d described it – she tried to move her body but couldn’t bring herself to do so, as though she’d lost any will to keep walking. But instead of feeling panicked, she said it was the most wonderful calm she’d ever felt. It was even more calming when she felt his arms around her, and then his fangs piercing her neck.

  “Fangs piercing your neck? You’re joking, right?” Wendy recalled asking her as she told her story. But she said immediately that she was completely serious, and that it was exactly what had happened, though she found it hard to believe herself at first. Sue went on to tell her that she didn’t feel any pain; all that she felt was a sort of warmth spreading through her body, emanating from her neck where his fangs had pierced her. Then the passionate fire started to spread throughout her body, starting at her core. At that Wendy balked, “Wait just a second… First you expect me to believe that you actually encountered a fictional creature, and now you’re saying that its bite turned you on?”

  “That’s exactly what I’m saying,” Sue responded seriously, “I was so turned on that my panties were soaked through by the time he was done with me!”

  Wendy just shook her head, “It sounds like nothing more than a crazy person assaulting you and your brain turning to delusions to cope with it.”

  “But that’s not it at all,” Sue replied, “He even told me I could walk away anytime I wanted – but I didn’t want to. It just felt too amazing to walk away from. And he did it all without touching me.”

  “Without touching you? I thought you said he had his arms around you,” Wendy asked thoughtfully.

  “He did – I mean that he never touched me anywhere too personal,” Sue said with a wink and a laugh, “But it was still the best orgasm I ever had.”

  “You lost me,” Wendy said with a frown, “You’re saying that he stood there, holding you and biting your neck, and that made you orgasm?”

  “That’s exactly what I’m telling you – and not just once, over and over again. I don’t know if I passed out after that or what happened, but I ended up at home, lying in my bed, fully dressed with my panties still completely soaked,” Sue replied.

  “So you came over and over again, but he never did anything at all stimulating?” Wendy asked before she burst out laughing, “That’s the craziest thing I’ve ever heard! You had me going there for a second, with the vampires and all, but orgasms without even being touched? That’s ridiculous!” But Sue continued to insist she was telling the truth. She even showed Wendy her neck. It had two small marks that Wendy supposed could be from a vampire – if they actually existed. Still, Wendy didn’t have any other explanation for what she saw on Sue's neck. Reluctantly, Wendy agreed to at least look at the alley where she’d been bitten. Naturally, she was quite skeptical. Figuring that she was far more likely to be attacked by a human than stalked by a vampire, she brought a taser with her, so she'd have something to defend herself with. She waited until just after dark, not wanting to be caught out in a dark alley that late, even if it wasn't in one of the rougher sections of the city.

  It was a reasonably tight, dark alley between an apartment building and a store which closed early. There were a couple of unused doors from the looks of them into the apartment building, and a dumpster near the single door into the store. It didn't look like there were too many places for someone to hide there, but Wendy didn't dare to let her guard down at all. As she made her way into the alley, she kept her wits about her. It was deceptively long – it didn't appear to be from the outside, but once in the alley a few steps it was clear that it spanned nearly a whole city block. Wendy sighed as she kept walking, quickening her pace a bit as she reached into her pocket, keeping her hand on her taser.

  When she was about half way through the alley, as Sue had described, she felt eyes on her. She kept walking for a moment, pretending not to notice as she got her taser ready and then stopped and turned as she pulled it out and held it in front of her, ready to pull the trigger... But no one was there. Confused, she looked to both sides in case it had been someone in one of the apartments, but the windows all seemed to be either dark or shaded, and no one seemed to be looking. Wendy sighed and shook her head, figuring that she must have been imagining it. At least, that's what she figured until she tried to turn around to keep walking through the alley.

  Wendy found that she could not move a muscle – it was as if her body was no longer doing what her mind told it to do, at least for a moment. As soon as she thought that she couldn't control her body, she realized it wasn't that she had lost control. It was that every muscle in her body had relaxed. She felt different, as though a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She didn't need to hurry through the alley – there was no reason not to be relaxed. The hand holding the taser quivered and then dropped it, her arm falling to her side as the taser clattered to the ground. With both her arms at her side, completely relaxed, she felt his presence behind her. Rationally, she knew it couldn't be real. A person's presence couldn't do this to someone else, and yet Sue had experienced it, and now she was here feeling the same things. Despite what her mind knew to be true, something that should not be possible was happening to her. As she stood intoxicated by that pervasive calm that his presence brought her, she felt his arms slip around her.

  His warm embrace brought her out of her reverie. She felt his body against hers and found that her first thought wasn’t that she couldn’t move or get away – it was that she didn’t want to. She was still totally relaxed, perhaps even more so if that was possible, as though his embrace brought her an even greater sense of calm. She was practically limp in his arms, held up only by his arms around her as he leaned in close to her. She heard the deep masculine whisper in her ear, “You can leave any time you wish to.” He even gave her time to decide to do so. His embrace was stil
l firm around her, of course – she would have collapsed if it hadn’t been, but the invitation was there. In that moment, she was sure she could move if she had wanted to, but she didn’t. Her breathing quickened as she craned her neck slightly to allow him access, sensing that that was what he wanted. As she felt his parted lips first against her neck, and then felt his fangs against her neck, slowly piercing her skin, she began to feel the lustful desires that Sue had described.

  The rush of heat over her entire body was incomprehensible. Resonating from that spot on her neck, it rushed over every inch of her skin like a heatwave. When it reached her womanhood, she bucked in his arms as it filled her with passion. Wendy couldn’t believe how a single bite from a being she believed to be a mere fantasy only minutes earlier affected her. Her juices began to flow in earnest as she felt something like vibrations against her clit, but his hands hadn’t moved from her stomach and arm. She leaned back against him, her eyes closing with a soft sigh as she began to fantasize, allowing her lustful desires to take over. She found that it was easier for her to do than usual, as whatever was happening to her was not merely physical but was happening in her mind. Though physically she was still in that dark alley, wrapped in his arms, in her mind she was in his bed, her naked body pressed against his as his fingers played over her womanhood.

  Wendy arched her back in the bed, her imagination spurred on by the licentious fire burning over her skin and within her entire body from the vampire’s touch. She had no idea what he actually looked like, but she imagined he was thin and lanky, with pale skin and curly dark brown hair and piercing brown eyes. Though he was thin, his muscles were well-defined, and he was certainly well-hung, with a throbbing erection right now. Naturally that was the body type she usually fantasized about and what, in her opinion, a truly hot man looked like. This particular man was working his fingers over her clit rapidly while his other hand kept her lips spread wide open. She moaned loudly, though physically no sound came out of her mouth. But that didn’t matter to her in her heat – only the fantasy did as whatever he was doing to her made her fantasizing that much more potent.

  In her fantasy he did more than just rub her clit. His mouth was on one of her nipples, sucking hard at it and running his tongue over it. She could swear she could feel his tongue on her physically as she arched her back. Then as he started to kiss his way down her body, still lightly rubbing her clit more rapidly than she thought possible, she felt those kisses against her hot skin. As he made his way over her navel she spread her legs a little wider in anticipation of what was to come. As he kissed even lower and stopped rubbing her clit, she felt his tongue running up and down her slit. Though it felt amazing in the fantasy, in real life it was unlike anything she’d ever felt before. Her sense of touch seemed to be in overdrive, and though he wasn’t actually licking her, her mind made it feel like it and that feeling was amazing. Her hips continued to buck slightly, while in her mind she writhed on the bed, screaming with pleasure and begging him for more.

  Wendy soon got more than she could handle as his licking along her slit stopped and he swirled his tongue around her clit. Screams of pleasure in her fantasy became short, gasping moans as she breathed heavily, her back arched and her hips pressed up to his face. Her fingers gripped the bed as her muscles within her core started to pulsate and before long she started to orgasm, waves of pleasure erupting from her core and shooting through her body as the fire from his bite had shot over her skin. As she came she felt him starting to suck at her neck, which only served to make her orgasm that much more intense. Her senses overloaded, but unlike other partners in the past when she’d orgasmed, he kept going. The sucking at her neck intensified and the fire in her core remained. She could no longer draw in enough air to even moan; her mouth was locked open in a silent cry of pleasure as his tongue continued its work on her clit. Physically she still could not move, save for that slight bucking of her hips, but in her mind she writhed so much on the bed that she started to pull the sheets from the mattress. As his tongue continued to flick lightly over her clit and physically he sucked deeper at her neck, she was treated to her second orgasm, her core’s muscles again tensing and her juices freely flowing.

  By the third orgasm, she was almost beyond rational thought, but she came to a brief realization – as the vampire sucked deeper at her neck, her pleasure increased. The more of her blood that he drank, the more she came. Wendy wasn’t bothered by that, strangely – but then his overpowering presence had her so relaxed at that point and yet tense with carnal pleasure that she didn’t think she could be bothered by anything. That revelation didn’t increase her pleasure but allowed her to try to respond in a meaningful way – she pressed back against him and tilted her head a bit more to give him easier access to her neck and her blood which flowed from the twin holes left by his fangs. Part of her started to realize just how lightheaded she was feeling at that point, but most of her could not be bothered by that and simply focused on the lightning bolts shooting through her body from her core as, in her mind, he continued to lick her clit.

  As she grew more and more lightheaded and lost count of the many orgasms she was having, the fantasy in her mind and reality began to blur together. She felt him starting to suck at her clit, her hips continuing to buck toward his face. Her moans and cries of pleasure were still mostly silenced by her gasps for air, though occasionally she managed a small grunt or mew. Her body was completely limp, with her limbs feeling like putty as he held her in his arms. She thought she felt him licking her neck at one point, but whether that happened or not she was uncertain – all she knew was that whatever he had done had entire body feeling hot bursts of pleasure surging through it, all of them emanating from both her womanhood and that pair of holes in her neck. Wendy felt one final orgasm course through her, further dampening her inner thighs and soaking her panties before she lost all awareness, finally having passed out. She felt like she couldn’t breathe at all, like her lungs wouldn’t start to draw breath properly again after so many orgasms. Finally her lungs took in a deep, harsh gasp of air and she sat straight up in bed, taking long, ragged breaths.

  In bed? She was in bed… Was it his bed? Could it be? Excitement clouded her mind for a moment before her hopes were dashed as her alarm went off and as she took a good look around and realized it was her old bed in the same apartment she’d lived in for years. She was covered in sweat, as though she’d just had a nightmare. Had the whole thing been a bad dream? But then, as she moved a bit, she realized that she was still wearing her clothing from the day before and that the insides of her thighs were sticky. One hand moved quickly to her neck and she suppressed a shiver as she realized that the small holes from where his fangs had pierced her were there. She stood up and started to peel her clothing off, realizing as soon as she took off her panties that they had soaked through with her juices from all her orgasms, as Sue had described. She shook her head, taking a deep breath and trying to gather her thoughts. Obviously Sue’s account of what happened had actually happened – what could she do now? Report that there were actually vampires among them, and that they caused women to have orgasms with only an embrace, while sucking their blood? No, she couldn’t write an article about this or report on it – not without more information. Was it even something that should be reported on? After all, if the vampires were not actually dangerous… But then, she needed more information to figure that out. Either way, whether this was a story in the making or something she would keep to herself, she had to do some investigating. After that many orgasms in a row and the amazing sense of calm and indescribable pleasure she’d received, she vowed to herself that last night would not be the last time she would see that vampire, no matter how hard she had to search for him.

 

 

  K J Ward, Vampire Kiss

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