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Halloween Feast
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Halloween Feast Pauley’s new girlfriend, Natasha, was hot. But somehow ‘hot’ just wasn’t enough to describe her. She was mesmerizing, hauntingly beautiful, with the most exotic Russian accent. She was also kinky as hell. He felt possessed by her erotic charms and always wanted to give her what she wanted. And she wanted… everything. Her sexual appetite was veracious and never ending. She often took him to the limit and beyond: making love any time, anywhere, many times a night, rough and bestial sex or slow and rhythmic, hypnotic sex. She loved sex in public and, for the life of him; he could not understand why they were never caught. She would straddle him in a restaurant, a park or a theatre and no one ever seemed to notice. In a car, in a<b> library </font></b>and even once in a church, she went down on him and as he exploded inside of her wonderful mouth, no one was the wiser. She swallowed his cum as if it were the finest elixir, licking every drop. He felt like he wanted to be with her forever. So when she told him that she wanted a gang-bang on Halloween night, he took a deep breath and wondered how in the world he would pull that off. As if she could read his mind, she told him. She wanted him to invite his 3 friends, Peter, Chuck & Dick, the friends she and he had met at a bar the previous week. (Pauley jumped at every opportunity to show Natasha off.) “But what if they say no?” Pauley questioned. “They won’t.” Natasha’s lips curved into a sly smile. “Tell them I’ll be their supper, sprawled out on the table for them. After they eat off of me, I’ll do anything they desire.” Pauley was shocked. Natasha was right, not only did his friends not hesitate, they jumped at the opportunity. It was almost as if they were hopefully anticipating, anxiously waiting to be asked. Halloween night was soon upon them. Natasha and Pauley met each gang-bang guest as they arrived at Natasha’s house after dark. Natasha kissed each lightly on the cheek, with her full red lips, as she greeted them. They made themselves comfortable in the living room. The lights were low and a small fire burned in the fireplace. Red wine, a rare vintage, looked almost black as it sat in a carafe on the large coffee table. They sat and drank. Natasha kissed Pauley full on the lips, long and lascivious, one hand on his inner thigh, and then stood with a toast. “To a Halloween filled with feasting and pleasures!” Everyone drank. “I’m so very happy all of you could come. Well, I guess you haven’t cum yet…” Natasha giggled at her own icebreaker. All four men felt a sudden bulge between their legs. “But you will soon enough. All things in good time.” “For now,” she continued, “please sit here and enjoy this fine wine. I will serve you appetizers as I prepare your meal. When your supper is ready, I will call you into the dining room.” She swept her hands toward the large sliding doors, closed. She set her glass on the table and moved around the room, caressing the lips of each guest with a finger. “I want you all to be very, very ready for me when it is time.” She then disappeared behind another door, presumably the kitchen. “My God!” Peter spoke. “She is amazing!” He turned to Pauley. “What is it like to fuck her?” Pauley smiled, “Amazing.” They all nodded. Peter continued. “Her Russian accent makes me melt and she has the most irresistible mouth. I can’t wait for her to take in my whole cock & suck it.” Dick chimed in. “Did you see her hands? I’m getting a hard-on just looking at her hands.” Chuck added. “Yea, yea, me too. I can’t believe it. All I can think of is her hands on my throbbing cock, rubbing my shaft.” Pauley had never heard his friends talk like this before. It was almost like they were obsessed, possessed even. Yet, he didn’t give it much thought, since he found himself very distracted with flashes, mental images of making love to Natasha, lustfully thrusting into her as if his life depended on it. Their conversation was lustful and non-stop, interrupted only by Natasha’s occasional presence. First she served them oysters on the half shell. She had changed into a loose fitting summer button down dress, explaining that it was hot in the kitchen. It was unbuttoned to her navel, exposing her perfectly shaped breasts, including her nipples when she bent over. She made a point of rubbing up against each of them as she served them. “This is an aphrodisiac.” She said in a low voice. “Eat, boys, eat.” All four talked only of hand jobs, sucking and fucking. They were so immersed in their carnal conversation that they became lost in it, lost self-awareness. The topics of licking her breasts, nibbling her clit, fucking her mouth, being masturbated by her and thrusting deep into her cunt, flowed off their tongues as easily as discussing sports or politics on a normal day. But this wasn’t a normal day. Later, she served them thinly sliced bananas drizzled with dark chocolate. This time Natasha was dressed only in a small apron that covered only the front her breasts. She informed them that the kitchen was becoming “unbearably hot”. Her dark pubic hair matched her long flowing black hair. It was wild, untrimmed. This time, for each of them, starting with Pauley, she took a banana and held it in her teeth for them to snatch. Each morsel ended in a deep, exploratory kiss. As she returned to the kitchen, she promised, “Soon, boys, soon.” Each of them was so aroused, so excited, that they began to pace. They also drank more wine. None of them noticed that the carafe was still full, even though they had emptied it three times. Although it seemed like an eternity for the four men, it was just a matter of minutes before they heard Natasha from the dining room. “Come and get it! Or should I say get it and cum?” They flung the doors open and there she was – lying on the bright red dining table cloth, naked, covered in sushi, fruit and chocolate. She covered the entire table. The only light in the room was from candles, and there must have been 100 of them. “I hope you like sushi, guys! Raw fish, raw meat.” “Yes! Of course! Yes!” they said as a group. They surrounded her. As if there were place cards, Peter went to the head of the table. Chuck and Dick went to either side and Pauley went to her feet. “Gentleman, you are eating off of a naked woman. Please be kind enough to remove your clothes before dining.” Natasha said in the sexiest voice. The men were naked in no time. Each of them proudly displayed a growing erection. They began to eat, not necessarily sitting and with their hands. Natasha spoke as they ate ravenously. “Please eat your fill. If you happen to take a bite of me, that is perfectly fine. If, as you eat your food, you feel you must kiss me, please do so and allow me the pleasure of tasting it with you. If you must caress me, man-handle me, in order to enjoy your meal better, I am happy to serve you. Savor the flavor and scent of the food by licking it off of my breasts and from between my legs. Take me, I am yours. Treat me as your food.” Hypnotized – that was the best way to describe Pauley, Peter, Chuck & Dick. They quickly ate off of Natasha. They licked and held her. They kissed her everywhere. She moaned with each touch, encouraging them. When the food was gone, Natasha reached above her head and held Peters hard cock so that she could lick it’s underside. With her other hand she held onto Chuck’s erection and slowly stroked it. She glanced at Pauley and said, “I want you inside of me.” With that, she took Peter’s penis full into her mouth and grabbed Dick’s cock hard. The sounds of sucking, fucking and slapping filled the room. Pauley entered her full and hard. He had never felt such heat before. It did not seem physical, but more ethereal and chemical. Each thrust into her seemed endlessly blissful. Peter knew he had never felt such softness and smooth wetness, ever. Natasha’s mouth felt more erotic than any pussy he had ever had. Her tongue moved gracefully around his head and shaft and caressed him in the richest pleasure. Dick felt trapped by Natasha’s firm, pumping grip. And he never wanted to be released. Her fingers rippled hard up and down his shaft, like he was being milked for pristine pleasure. Chuck had never experienced such invigorating and arousing friction on his cock. The pleasant heat was building and building and building into an orgasmic wildfire. They all climaxed hard and full. Dick’s and Chuck’s cum splattered all over Natasha’s torso, rolling off her nipples and breasts. Pauley felt as if gallons of cum filled Natasha’s wanting pussy. Peter’s semen exploded full, like a bursting dam, in Natasha’s mouth and flowed out around her lips. It was the most erotic and lustfully compelling sight any of them had ever hoped to experience. But they were not finished. Natasha looked at Pauley, with Peter’s cock still in her mouth. “Don’t withdraw. Stay inside me!” he heard her say. But did she actually say it, or was he imagining it? Natasha did not stop sucking Peter. She did not stop masturbating Chuck and Dick. She continued to fuck Pauley. Pauley could feel her vaginal muscles like never before. It was like magic! They pumped him rhythmically, and he orgasmed again. Her pussy’s muscles rippled up and down his cock, pulling it inside of her. He climaxed again. Next, her vaginal vault became smooth like silk, deliciously electric to any motion he made. And he came again and again; he could not stop cumming. His cum pooled on the table cloth. It was the same for his friends. Peter’s cum simply kept flowing out of Natasha’s mouth, time and time again. Chuck’s and Dick’s cocks seemed like volcanoes, or geysers, erupting every few moments. Cum drenched Natasha, making her body glisten in the candlelight. None of them had experienced such powerful sex before, orgasm after orgasm. And they were not able to stop long enough to even wonder why. They seemed to be wilting in her hands. Peter seemed just able to hold himself up. Pauley felt as if he might lose consciousness, but he didn’t care. Suddenly, Natasha seemed to release them, covered mouth-to-pussy in cum. Each of them slumped into a chair as she said, “Oh my boys, you must be so exhausted. Please sit and rest. Mm, all this lovely cum; it is like food to me!” She began scooping it up off of her gorgeous body and the table cloth with her fingers, licking up every morsel of semen she could get. That is what all four men saw as they drifted into an exhausted sleep. Each found it deeply erotic, soothing even, to watch her eat their cum. Their rest was deep. Pauley was the first to wake. He felt as if in a dream, and was not sure he was actually awake. Natasha was bending over Peter, as if kissing him. It was at the far end of the table, and blurry, since his eyes would not adjust as usual. She then moved to Chuck and kissed him. Pauley could see that it was on the neck. When she rose, Natasha seemed to have something dark running down her mouth and chin. She moved to Dick. When she kissed him on the neck, more of a dark fluid ran down his chest. Was it wine? Pauley fell back to sleep. He woke again with a feeling of heat and moisture on his neck, mixed with a dry sensation in his mouth. His eyes opened to see Natasha’s head next to him. She was kissing his neck now. She was also holding his cock in her hand, which was again rock hard. When she drew back, he could clearly see blood running out of her mouth. He felt very weak, but tried to talk, “Wha…?” When Natasha spoke, Pauley could see that her canine teeth were enormous, swollen just like his cock. He felt a pronounced pang of terror, but could not move. “Pauley, my dear Pauley. Shhh… rest, my love. You are so sweet! I’m happy that you are awake. Please let me tell you some things you should know.” “I was born in Russia in 1730. Because of my beauty, I was recruited into Empress Elizabeth’s court. There I was trained in the way of orgies. Elizabeth loved her orgies. Little did we know that they would someday to be infiltrated by the undead.” Natasha continued. “I was born into vampire-hood in 1752, just after one of the court orgies. The Empress discovered this vampire infestation and managed to kill each and every vampire. Yet, she adored me, so I was spared, I was expelled and banished. I suppose she did me a favor…” “So, Pauley, now here I am! In America.” Although everything seemed dreamy, even nightmarish, Pauley had a sinking feeling he was truly awake. “Vampirism is compelling isn’t it, Pauley? You never stopped to wonder why we only went out at night, did you? You couldn’t tell that I placed both blind inattentiveness and burning desires in the minds of others, so that we could have sex anywhere and so that your friends were anxious to be with me. You did not notice how all of you orgasmed so much and so intensely tonight; it is not natural, it is supernatural.” Natasha caressed Pauley’s face and wiped away a tear, licking it off of her blood stained finger. “Don’t be sad, Pauley. You will not die. Neither will your friends. I’ve read your thoughts you know… you will get what you’ve dreamed of. You will be with me forever. You and your friends will attend many orgies with me, each night. Sometimes, we will invite others, humans, and fully drain them. But each time, you will become hard and you will cum endlessly.” “You see, Pauley,” Natasha smiled and he saw her canines again, this time they seemed oddly attractive, “the human myths about vampires are not completely accurate. Dracula did not have female vampire slaves. He was their slave: donor would be more precise. Vampires are matriarchal. Females dominate, and female vampires need semen to live as well as blood. Male vampires need blood to produce, shall I say, supernatural amounts of semen to help feed their mistress masters.” “We will feed on blood only as necessary, but we will rejoice in the most profound sexual lust each and every night. You will be with me forever, Pauley, feeding me your delicious cum. And because you are now a vampire, a male vampire, you will cum copiously all the time. Your new life will truly be orgasmic; you will orgasm your way into eternity. And so will your friends. And I will love you for it. My body will satisfy you, milk you, and I, in turn, will be satisfied each night. Each night Peter will need me to suck his cock dry. Each night Dick and Chuck will need my hands to milk their cum. And each night, Pauley, you will need to fuck me and fill me. Each night will be like tonight, new and thrilling, arousing and exciting beyond belief. And I will be satisfied! It takes a lot to satisfy me, you know? You and your friends satisfied me tonight, Pauley, after such a very long time. And I love you for it. I will love you forever.” With her full lips Natasha kissed Pauley on his lips. The kiss lingered, beyond time. It felt entrancing and somehow, he thought, as if being in the womb again. “Sleep now, my Pauley.” Natasha whispered. “You will wake at the next dusk. Being a vampire is the most erotic existence in all of eternity. You will be with me forever: forever thirsty for lustful passion, forever consuming the life’s blood of orgasmic delights. With that, Pauley began to fall back into sleep. The last thing he perceived was Natasha straddling his cock for her own gratification. In his dreams, he swore he felt himself cum again and he was certain Natasha licked up every tiny drop. Was this to be his eternity with her? Well, he concluded in his diminishing consciousness, being a vampire must not be all bad.  |
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