The following work of fiction contains sexual activities between consenting adults. If you are too young, too uptight, or your local government is too oppressive, you should stop reading now. This story is in the public domain. While you are legally free to do anything you like with it, out of courtesy to the author, I humbly request that you leave my name and contact information with this story. The Fearless Vampire, Part 4 By Poison Ivan By Poison Ivan _Warning! The following work of fiction contains descriptions of sexual activity between vampires and humans. It also contains scenes of extreme violence. If you are under the age of 18, this story is not for you._ Darlene can't keep still, she paces back and forth, her hands flinging into the air as she talks. "I'll go get us clothes, we'll go out to a club, and we'll find you two beautiful humans," she says, her black eyes flashing. "With your blonde hair, we'll dress you in black." I don't understand this fuss over clothes. I only want to sink my fingers into the chest of a human and take her life force. I only want to go after the whore. But Darlene says no. "She was nothing," she says. "Your first kill should be special. The whore has no power. You feel the hunger, but you can not imagine the power of rich blood." She dashes off to steal clothes, leaving me alone. Alone. I don't like being alone. Maybe I should go out, now, before Darlene gets back. I could go after the whore by myself. But I am not sure, there are things I don't understand, and I am not sure. This feeling of people crowding around me makes me feel claustrophobic. Can Darlene tell me how to make it stop? I don't like it. The air is thick with them. Besides, could I even find the whore? She has a ten minute head start, she could be anywhere. How could I possibly find her? But I can't believe this will be a problem. I am sure I could find her. This feeling of people surrounding me, I think they are real people. And I think one of them is the young whore. I only need to figure out which one is her. I pick through the ghost-like images, and they begin to show as individual beings. The door slams open and Darlene strides right on in, her arms full of clothes stolen from a department store and she dumps the pile on the table. For me, everything is black leather--a tight, lace-up top, a short skirt, thong panties, and very high heels. She has stolen a purple outfit for herself, a short dress with matching pumps. Her enthusiasm escalates, but I am annoyed. I want to get on with it. I want to go out and get the humans, and I want to get them now. Even more annoying, these clothes do not fit my perfect new body. I must narrow my hips for the skirt and shorten my feet for the shoes. Why do we need these things? When the humans are dead, will they care about our clothes? I look at Darlene as she wiggles into the little purple dress, and my disgust grows. She is superficial. Her excitement is stupid and pathetic. And I realize now, for sure, that she is not strong. I could kill her, I know now for sure, I could kill her. If I wanted, she would be dead in my hands. All I need to do is catch her, break open her ribs, feel her heart in my powerful grasp. Pop. One dead beautiful monster. She can not stop me. But there is no reason. No reason to kill her at all. Except she annoys me. Annoys me with the waiting and the clothes and the stupid excitement. But we only have a few more minutes to wait. "We'll go when the crowds are biggest," Darlene says. "We'll take the pick of the lot." I am not so sure, and all I know is maybe Darlene knows more than I do. So I must trust her. But my confidence is shrinking. I could go out on my own, it would not be impossible. I do not _need_ Darlene. In fact, her weakness may be a hindrance. She looks me over one last time. "You are a rare beauty," she whispers. "Every eye in the place will be on you. Everyone will want you." She looks deep into my eyes, Darlene's black eyes, and she runs her thumb over my lips, and excitement shivers through me. Yes, of course they will all want me. I am the most desirable creature on Earth! Darlene smiles. "Let's go." Finally it is time, we leave the apartment and walk down the stairs out onto the street. We stand on the sidewalk, under the streetlight like a couple of hookers, and I can feel the presence of humans again, a cacophony, they are stronger now, they are out and about and I can feel their souls in my gut. It's almost like they are touching me! I spin around looking for them but they are not there, not where I can see them, I can not figure out where the humans are. I feel them, but where are they? I feel dizzy and confused. Darlene grabs my hand and kisses it. "It's O.K., baby," she says. "You'll get used to it." Get used to what? This feeling of people all around me? The uncomfortable pain in my stomach? I hate her! Why is she such an idiot? Why doesn't she explain this to me? "Listen to me," Darlene whispers, but I hear her voice loud in my head. I stop looking for the invisible souls and look her in the eye. Then she talks to me without moving her lips. _Can you hear me?_ she says, her voice prying inside my head. Another amazing thing! I can hear her! I nod, I am delighted! What is this, mental telepathy or something? _Do not let the humans know what we are. They can't hear us if we don't want them to hear us. Do you understand?_ I laugh. She is so _serious!_ But she does not even crack a smile. _Speak to me_, she says. _Try it_. O.K., this should be no problem, I know exactly how this works. I turn to her, look her dead in the eye. _Knock knock_, I send into Darlene's head. A moment of nothing, and then she grins. "Who's there?" she says out loud. This is wonderful! I laugh, and I grab her and kiss her and I _love_ the way her lips feel and I want to make love to her, make love to her right now on the street, feel her hot breath on my naked skin. I send thoughts into her head, thoughts of love and sex. I hold her head and rub her ears and neck with my thumbs, and I can feel her excitement, she is excited at my touch, and her kiss is soft and sweet and I imagine us rolling naked on the sidewalk, our intimate places exposed to any passer-by. _Later, baby_, she tells me through the kiss, _after we kill the humans, we will make love, and it will be the most glorious thing in the universe!_ Oh, she is excited, she is very horny, I can tell, and I am all greasy wet and I can't wait now, I can't wait to destroy the bodies of humans and suck up their hot blood and use the power to make love to my beautiful Darlene. She backs out of my embrace, an evil grin painting her lovely face. Murder! She sends me thoughts of murder! My mouth is full of saliva, I swallow, the invisible people crowding around aren't so bad, not so bad, really. Darlene holds my hand and we take a step together down the street, then we walk faster, faster, and we are soon speeding down the street, rushing past storefronts so fast I can barely see them. The people, only the real people we pass seem to register, they are live fiery coals, glowing with a rich pungent scent. The yearning in my belly heightens as we approach each one, but the ache in my heart returns as we slip past. "Where are we going?" I ask. I think we should stop, look at these humans we pass by. I can't believe we move so _fast!_ _You'll see_, Darlene tells me, and she laughs. A laughing matter. She thinks these aches and these hungers are a laughing matter! We finally turn a corner and there is a crowd in the street, waiting at the door to a club. I have been here before, I recognize the place, but it looks so different! The building is so drab and lifeless, I remember it as something colorful and exciting! What has happened to it? But the humans, _wow!_ There are maybe twenty of them milling around outside and my stomach growls. About a third of them are women, all dressed up and ready to dance. The rest are men, a few of them with girlfriends, some alone, some paired with other men. A big man in a gray suit is at the door collecting cover charges. One man in the crowd catches my attention. He is not much to look at, actually, but he's bright and healthy and exudes a heat I can sense from clear across the street. He is alone and works his way up through the line to the door. He is lovely! He and the bouncer exchange a few words, and I strain my ears to hear, but all the noises are overwhelming, I can't pick up the exchange. And the man throws up his hands and I feel a flash of heat. He is angry! I can feel his anger, it hits me in the breastbone. The aura of anger whips around him. Their voices rise and maybe they will fight? I look at Darlene and she stands transfixed, watching the two men. Finally the man peels off and walks away, alone, muttering curses under his breath. I can see the anger swirl around him, a flame ready to burn anyone close by, he is practically burning up. And he is luscious, truly luscious! I know his blood is hot and sweet and strong. I look to Darlene. _What do we do now?_ I want to go after the man and kill him. Right now. Darlene watches for a moment, then shakes her head. _Look at him_, she says, _look at him carefully_. I turn back to the figure clicking alone down the street. I don't understand what Darlene is talking about. He is wonderful! I know what she meant earlier, now, about the whore. She was nothing compared to this specimen! I know the taste of this man's blood will send me to heights I can barely imagine. Look, I am trembling! _Look at his cock_, Darlene says. But I can't see his cock, he is wearing pants! _Concentrate, Virginia_. _You can see anything if you concentrate_. I look at him and concentrate, and of course Darlene is right, I can see right into him, right through him. I can see his muscles and bones and lungs and heart. I can see the strong pulses of angry blood throbbing in his arteries. A little adrenaline is in him, and he is edgy and tense and poised. And I look at his penis, his short, thin shaft nestled into jockey shorts. And his little oblong testicles hanging in their sacs. _See how small it is?_ Darlene says. It is true, he is not the biggest man I have ever seen. But so what? _Do you really want to fuck him?_ Darlene says. _Would you want to fuck a man with a little dick like that?_ She reaches up under my skirt grabs me in the crotch and a jolt of pleasure rips through me. _Doesn't this perfect cunt deserve more than that?_ My cunt let loose a flood of lubrication. Darlene presses her fingers up through my leather panties into my slot. I'm shaking! "We are sexual beasts, Virginia," she whispers into my ear, her breath moist and warm. "You feel the urge to kill, but killing isn't everything." She rubs my panties around over my clitoris, oh God, just a little harder, Darlene, just a little harder! "You also need sex, baby. Look at him." I watch him, his little dangle shrunken up against his body. "Can he please you? Is he enough of a man for you?" He turns the corner and he's gone. His beautiful strong blood, gone from my sight and I cry out. Oh, this is terrible! I understand Darlene's words, but I never dreamed this would be my lot in life! To yearn after an exquisite creature as he and not be allowed to have him! The tears well up. "It's alright, baby," Darlene whispers. "There will be better inside." Tears trickle down my cheeks, Darlene wipes them away. She is so sweet and lovely. I try to find the man's image through the building, I can't find it, my body feels awful and heavy. But Darlene guides me forward, a pressure on my back. We cross the street and move towards the front door. My beautiful man is lost, my aching heart, I turn to the door, I recognize the bouncer, I have seen him before, and I know we will have no problem getting in. One last look at my lost man. And now the bouncer, back to reality. I take a deep breath. A little flirting, and he will let you right in. But Darlene doesn't even pay him any attention. She holds my hand and we slip along and it's like they don't even see us, we turn to the side and slip right on by, right into the club, as if they didn't even know we were there. And it is glorious inside! Dark and stinking of humans and their blood and their bodily secretions. Sweat and testosterone and poised genitals. Dancing bodies teasing one another with sexual innuendo. Loud music making verbal conversation almost impossible, and so the humans are physical, and they dance! Alcohol and sneaked marijuana loosening inhibitions. And there is too much to take in! It feels like one hundred degrees in here! My head reels with it all, I turn one way then the other, I try to concentrate on one human but there are too many of them! I could throw myself into the throng, feel their bodies bump against mine! Feel their heat and lust all over me! Two men, pathetic jackals, make a beeline for us. Darlene ignores them, she scans the crowd. "Can we buy you ladies a drink?" one says, a leering smile on his face. The man is practically impotent, and his heart is weak. His friend is worse, an anemic excuse of a man. "No, thank you," I tell him. Darlene looks at the sound of my voice, notices them for the first time. "Ignore them," she sneers. "They are worms." I step away, trying again to feel the crowd, but all the people are overwhelming, I feel like I'm being smothered, a thick heat everywhere. The worms were not put off by Darlene's insult. "Come on, ladies, give us a chance," one says. I turn my back but he grabs my elbow. Fury boils up in me. _How dare he touch me!_ I turn on them, and I tower over them and bare my soul to them. Their feeble lust evaporates and an acid fear emanates from them. _See me how I am!_ I tell them and a terror blasts through them, adrenaline gushes into their blood stream, and they scatter in opposite directions, like cockroaches in the light. Touch me! I go after one as he dashes off through the throngs, trying to hide, but his fear is a beacon to me. It is a glowing path for me to follow. _I see you_, I call out to him. _When I catch you, I will kill you!_ He scrambles back into the corner. I stalk after him, and the people part before me. I know exactly where he is going, and there is no escaping from me. The last of the crowd moves away, he's cowering on the floor, staring wide-eyed at my approach. I stand over him, his terror is so great that I laugh. _Are you ready to die?_ I taunt him. He's crying, babbling like a pathetic baby. It will be a pleasure to destroy him. I take a step forward and bare my teeth and he screams. Someone grabs my arm. I whirl on the intruder, prepared to strike her down, but Darlene backs quickly away. Rage boils up, how dare she touch me! How dare anyone touch me! Darlene may be strong, but I am much stronger! I could kill her, I know it! She knows that _I_ am the most powerful! I step towards her, ready to tear her body to pieces. "He is not worth it," she tells me, her voice is soft but the words penetrate. She is speaking to me, in voice and thoughts. But her touch can not go unpunished. "Do you want this bug to be your first kill?" she says. "You are glorious! You are powerful! Do not settle for that scum." I can not believe Darlene would dare to stand in my way! I could strike her down, kill her on the spot! She stares into my eyes, telling me things. I lift my arms to strike her, but I can't bring them down, I can't attack her, and her words sink in, finally, I think I know what she means. The man, she is right, he _is_ a worm. My first kill _should_ be special. I drop my arms to my side, and Darlene exhales sharply. I look back at the sniveling coward. He has felt every word, I can read it on his mind. His blood gushes in his veins, his meager heart booms in his chest. His life may be spared for now, but I must teach him a lesson. I go to him and lift him up by his lapels. He bawls and I lift him clear off the ground. _Look at me_, I demand, and his tear-streaked face turns up to meet my eyes. His eyes fill with terror, urine runs down his legs, and I smile at him, showing him my teeth. _I will kill you_. _I will hunt you down and eat your heart_. And I kiss his shaking lips while he squirms to get free, but he is no match for my awesome strength. I stop kissing him and laugh, and drop him to the floor. He slips around in a puddle of his own piss. _I can smell you_, I tell him. _I can track you_. _You can't hide_. _I will find you and torture you and kill you_. _Be sure, your death will be very slow and very painful._ He hides his face in his shaking hands. I turn my back and he scurries off like a rodent. I will get him later. I need to find Darlene now, she is easy to spot, I find her at the edge dance floor, looking into the dancing humans. _Look_, Darlene says as I stand by her side. She is looking into the dancers, at a woman, and--oh! She is exquisite! I can tell from here, she is an incredible thing, I can smell her, her luscious blood, and there is something about it that makes my head spin! Her midriff is bare, her long brown hair whips back and forth, she's dancing and sweating and she is very horny. I concentrate on her, there is something incredible about her body, something--ah yes! Of course! She is ovulating! She is at the height of her fertility. Her body yearns for sex, hormones coursing through her blood drive her nearly mad with lust. The object of her lust is a man, a big, strapping man, with his enormous, powerful heart thudding in his chest. His body is big and powerful, and he's very nice, his blood is rich, but not as rich as hers. I look at Darlene, but she just stares, and I remember the man outside we had to let go. I check the man's cock, just to make sure, and it is huge, I can tell, thick and heavy and hot between his thighs. They dance together, their minds on sex, their sweat cooling their skin, their lust heating their blood. The song ends and they hug and whisper and move apart. They sit down together at a table, closely, their knees bumping against each other, holding hands. I stare while Darlene clears the table next to them, and we sit down. They are so close my stomach aches. _What do we do now?_ I ask. I am excited, very excited. My cunt is all sticky wet and my stomach gurgles with hunger. Her skin, even her skin excites me! Warm and moist and sensitive. _Use your power on them_, Darlene says, _excite them._ _Make them want each other._ But I don't know how. What do I do? Do I send them my thoughts? Surely not! Darlene leans close and whispers in my ear. "Can you feel the lust inside you? Do you feel it?" I feel it. Of course I feel it, it's everything inside me, a thick cloud enriching my blood. I nod. "Gather it up, concentrate it." Yes, I think that is something I can do. I concentrate on myself, on the passion within me. It is a physical thing, my lust, I can sense it, control it. It rushes into my heart and yes, I feel it! My heart trembles and expands and fills with it. I feel the vibration in my chest. "Now see them," Darlene breathes in my ear. "See them, and see their minds." They are there just a few feet away, and I can peer right inside them. They are thinking of sex, they are already thinking of sex! "Now, cast your lust into them. From your heart and right into them." And I think I know what she means. My lust is sitting in my heart waiting to be used. I exhale and with a flick of my mind I toss it towards them, and I see them change! I see the change in them! They feel surprised and horny. They lean together and kiss lightly. I can use my lust on them, my powerful lust, and I give them all I have, fill their heads with all the lust in my heart. I will fill their minds to bursting with it! I send the flood over, but they stop kissing. They received it but they turn away from each other, look right at me, their eyes wide with surprise. Darlene puts her hand on the back of my neck and pulls me to her and kisses me, her lips working on mine. _Too strong, baby_, she says, a laugh in her thoughts. _Too strong._ They see us and they smile at our passion, and he kisses the girl's hand. _Lesbians_, they think. We are a novelty. Darlene's body trembles, strong and incredible, and I want her, I want her more and we kiss heavily, and I am distracted from the boy and girl, and Darlene grabs my breasts and my excitement throbs and I grab her, pull her close, our hands feel up our gorgeous bodies, but I still sense them, they do not leave the forefront of my thoughts, and they make quiet plans to leave. They stand up, gather their things, and Darlene and I stop kissing and we watch them go, and once they are out the door we leap into action. Darlene drags me up and we are out on the street, and the couple is there, they are walking together, her arm twisted around his. She leans close to him, her hip and shoulder brushing against him. They do not talk. We follow them for a while, sticking to the shadows. They are so horny. She wants to kiss him and touch his chest. He is a little drunk and can't believe his luck. Darlene has discovered where they are going, to the girl's apartment, and we flitter ahead through the shadows like swallows and we soon find ourselves at her apartment building. There are dozens of rooms, which one is hers? We scan them from the outside, searching for some sign of her presence, but she is not here yet and her scent is not strong enough to be seen through the other people in the building. My frustration builds. I want to go back and find her, kill her on the street. I look down the road, where they will be coming from soon. "There," Darlene says, excitement in her voice. She nods towards a window, and--oh!--I can feel it, I can feel it too! It is unmistakable. Her apartment. Her odor is still in it. I can imagine her there, dressing, putting on makeup, napping. And I can feel her masturbating in there just the day before, lying on her belly with her palm between her legs, her lovely bottom thrust up in the air. We scramble up the outer wall, my fingers strong between the bricks, and Darlene forces the window open and we jump inside. It is dark and cool and I can't wait for them to arrive. The girl's smell is everywhere, the smell of her sweat and lust and urine. Images flood my mind. I see her pissing on the toilet, I see her drinking red wine, I see her reading a trashy novel, I see her exercising to an aerobics tape. I look in her bedroom, at the messed up bed. She sleeps naked, and I lie down in her tousled sheets, rub my nose in the linen. I see her naked body arching as she rubs near her clitoris, a hard, circular caress. I smell her sweat and sex in the sheets. My cunt throbs. I want them here, I want to have them here right away, how many more minutes do I have to wait? I get off the bed and go back into the living room. Darlene is there, and she is anxious too, I can feel it in her, she is all hot and aroused, her skin prickling. _What do we do when they get here?_ I ask her. It is all I can do to keep from kissing her, I want to make love to Darlene so badly. _We fuck them, and then we kill them, we drink their blood, and then we eat their hearts_, Darlene says. Fuck them and kill them! I can't stand it any more and I grab Darlene, gather her up in my arms and lift her off her feet and bury my face between her heavy tits. She squeals and I tear at her dress with my teeth, biting and ripping with savage twist of my head. Her naked tits envelop my face and I hold her to my face and kiss them, suck the big rubbery nipples. She coos encouragement and runs her hands through my hair. But I need more. I toss her down on the ground and jump on her. Her purple outfit shreds in my hands as I search out her sticky cunt and drive four fingers deep inside her. My mouth goes to her neck and I feel her hot breath on my ear, her fingernails rip through the leather of my skirt, they rake across my bare ass, and I sink my teeth deep into the soft flesh of her neck. Her blood floods my mouth and I chew the flesh between my teeth, and Darlene cries out in ecstasy as her body shudders. I swallow big mouthfuls of her blood and work my whole fist in her cunt. She rakes my ass with her fingernails, ripping my flesh, and then her finger spears my anus. The finger in my ass and her blood filling my mouth send me over, my body arches up and I yell out. Darlene's cunt clutches repeatedly around my fist, and my own cunt thrills with its savage convulsions. I ride my orgasm long and hard, clinching my anus to prolong the pleasure of it all. I'm coming down, my thighs shake--oh!--I feel them! I'm in the final throes of my climax, and I feel the boy and girl, they are close, they are on their way! They are in the building, and Darlene feels them too, they are coming and we need to get ready fast. I rush around cleaning up our blood, and Darlene works at healing her deep neck wound. I'm trembling. Darlene is trembling. Our clothes are in shreds and Darlene hides the ruins behind the couch. They have reached this floor, and they are walking down the hallway. Darlene reminds me of the bloody scratches on my ass and I thank her, concentrate on them and feel the deep tears heat up and heal over. My sex honey overflows my cunt and dribbles down my thighs. They are here, I can feel them right outside the door, and they are kissing and groping one another and are so desperate they can barely wait to get inside. My heart pounds and I can even hear Darlene's heart pounding. The hunger in Darlene's eyes is frightening. There's a rattle of keys in the door but they boy distracts the girl, grabbing her tits, and she giggles and drops them. Come on come on, get on with it, I am trembling, I don't know if I have ever felt this nervous. The door finally flings open and they tumble inside. They are so horny they seem to glow in the dark and they kiss frantically as soon as the door swings shut. But they sense us, they sense our presence, and they stop and look around. The light flicks on. Oh, God, I can feel their sex organs, her cunt is all wet and swollen, and his cock is hugely erect, enormous with blood. "Who are you, what are you doing here?" she says. The excitement is still in her voice, and she's more annoyed than afraid. She wonders why there are two naked women in her apartment. I use my power to call out to her. _I love you_, I tell her, _I want to make love to you, I want to hold you and kiss you and make love to you_. Darlene follows my cue and works the boy, telling him crude, nasty things. His cock is absurdly large in his pants, straining against his zipper. I fill the girl's head with lustful loving thoughts and there is a threshold I finally reach, and she gives in. It's like her mind breaks and she is mine, and I know she is mine, and she wants nothing more than to be mine. Her face opens up, she looks me in the eyes. She breathes in deep and I can feel my scent filling her lungs and her lust bubbles up. Darlene's thoughts enter my head, _now kiss me_, she tells me, and I turn to Darlene and we hug close, our naked bodies pressing together, and we kiss hard. She sinks two stiff fingers into my cunt and I open up for her and she fucks me, slowly, in and out. I grab her nipples and twist them hard and she groans into my hungry mouth. I feel hands on my back, it is the girl's hands, and she touches me, stroking up and down my back and tenderly cupping my ass. The boy has removed his shirt and is behind Darlene, rubbing his chest against Darlene's back, his hands on her thighs, feathery strokes up and down. The humans are too soft. Darlene crams her hand hard up into my cunt. We are monsters, strong monsters, and I let myself go. I bite Darlene's tongue, hard, try to rip it out of her mouth with my teeth. Darlene laughs, and lets me bite into her tongue but not all the way through. Her blood floods into my mouth. I sink my fingernails deep into the flesh of her tits. I am hurting her, and Darlene is delighted. She fights back hard, our bodies buck violently, she pinches my clit between strong fingers. The pleasure-pain shoots through me, and the violence of our love spurs on the humans. The girl rubs me harder, squeezing and pinching my ass and pressing her shaking body against me. I love it, I want to make love to the girl, and I pry myself out of Darlene's powerful grasp. The girl is all over me, throws herself into my arms. She feels frail, but her passion is unmistakable. I pull her against me and squeeze her tight. She grunts as the air leaves her lungs and she lifts her head back to expose her neck to me. Oh, Lord, the look of that slender neck, and the big veins pulsing with her blood. My mouth fills with saliva. I rip at her top, fabric shreds and buttons pop and her frilly little bra tears away and her firm little tits with big swollen nipples fall out and I go for those nipples, put my mouth wide over one and suck it hard. She gasps as I suck and roll my tongue over it, squeezing it with my lips. Her body arches into me, and I can feel her heart just inches away, thudding loudly, I can feel its strength pulsing in my head. Darlene is all over the boy, I can see them out of the corner of my eye, Darlene's excitement is overpowering, I can feel it in my sternum, like a punch in the chest. I take my mouth off the girl's tit and watch Darlene. She yanks off the boy's pants and his huge erection springs free. I can't help myself, I'm drawn to it, it's so big and bursting with blood, those gorgeous veins decorating the surface, the skin discolored with the volume of blood. I let go of the girl, her fingers caress my legs as I pull away, and Darlene backs away from the boy with a smile. The two of them watch together as I approach the boy, as I gather his cock up in my nervous hands. I can feel the blood in it, so much beautiful blood, and it is so incredibly beautiful. I want to feel it in my mouth, to feel that blood-gorged beauty in my mouth. I lower my head and wrap my lips around the rubber-hard head. Ah! It is incredible, all that blood-filled skin filling my mouth, it is so hot and luscious and I suck him in, take him as far as I can until my whole mouth is filled with this straining organ. He groans as I suck and pump him up and down, and I can feel the blood everywhere, just under the surface, filling up the spongy flesh, just a millimeter away from my lips and tongue. I swallow him down my throat and he sighs with pleasure and I feel my orgasm building and the girl, bless her heart, runs her fingertips over my sensitive clitoris and my body explodes. It takes every last ounce of strength to keep from biting his luscious cock clean off and drinking down the glorious blood, but I hold off while the spasms surge through me. The boy is close to cumming himself, he's panting and sweating and I shove my finger up his ass and wiggle in to find his prostate. His body goes rigid and I am about to receive his semen in my mouth, and my body tenses with excitement--I am about to receive his semen in my mouth! I was so wrapped up in the thoughts of blood I had forgotten about semen! I suck harder, give me your seed! And his muscles spasm, and a flood of it enters my mouth, hot, thick, his life fluid, and I roll it around in my mouth and he spurts again, and I swallow it and--oh!-- A torrid heat scalds my throat, it burns all the way down like an acid, painful burning in my throat and now in my stomach and I suck harder and he spurts again and I swallow again and the heat burns my throat again and my stomach is lurching and churning the hot cum and he spurts again and painful jabbing heat radiates out into my body and again he's flooding my mouth and I swallow and the flaming in my esophagus and belly is killing me, it's killing me, but I can't stop, I suck his rigid cock and another burst of cum fills my mouth and I press his prostate and suck hard and he groans and spurts one last shot of cum and I swallow it all down and the heat is coursing through me pumping through my whole body in my arteries and capillaries and feeding my muscles and organs and skin and my whole body is hot hot hot, so hot, my sweat glands open up and I pull off his spent cock, let it drop from my mouth, the heat is building in me and I back away, I need room to cool down and a buzzing is in my ears, and a drunken feeling in my head and what is this? What is happening to me? Sweat pours off of me and I can't help myself, I must touch myself, I roll a nipple between my fingers and pleasure flashes through me like lightning and I almost cum, I swear, I almost cum, my nipple is so hard it feels like it may burst, and I touch the other nipple and--ah!--I'm cumming! I'm cumming--oh!--and my body is using the heat--oh!--inside me and I'm throbbing all over--oh!--and I'm building up, I'm growing --oh!--God!--wham!--I hit the floor, I fell right over with the violence of my--ugh!--orgasm, and it's killing me--oh!--so strong--Christ!--why don't my bones break?--oh Lord!--here comes a big one--a real big one--oh God--aye-yah! What happened? Christ, I'm still cumming, I'm on my back, I'm still cumming, but not so hard, I must have blacked out, my lungs ache and I breathe hard and I sit up and my sticky cunt froth is all over my thighs and my cunt still pulses, tiny little pleasant throbs in my cunt and I feel funny, I feel unbelievably stable and hard. I look around, and Darlene and the girl and the boy are looking at me. I see them! I _really_ see them. I can't believe they are so transparent, I know everything about them, every detail of every cell of their bodies and minds. The humans are simply stupid and weak, but Darlene! How could I not see Darlene before! She is strong, stronger than I ever dreamed, but her head is filled with a numbing terror. Her body is strong from Jessica's blood, my old roommate is the source of her power, I can sense Jessica's blood in Darlene's veins, but it is her terror that I see most clearly. Furthermore, it is I who fill her with dread! I stand up, and I'm surprised at the lack of effort I need, and I stand there, looking right into Darlene and the humans, and I flex my arm and I feel the strength in it--I see! I am even more powerful than before! I am immensely more powerful! Eating the boy's cum, it has made me hugely powerful! _God help me, what have I created!_ Darlene thinks. I laugh. God help her! I know exactly what she has created! "It is me!" I yell, my voice booms! "You have created _me!"_ I need to use my power, show them how awesome I am. I need them to feel terror. I need them to die! Darlene glances towards the window, she is planning an escape. But oh no, that won't work! She makes a dash but I am in front of her in a flash, blocking her way. Her mind is racing, I can read it, she plans a maneuver, a feint towards the door and another dash for the window. I almost laugh at the uselessness of the plan. I pretend to fall for her fake and her hope soars when she sees me move, but when she cuts back the other way I am all over her, a forearm to her head and she crashes to the floor. I pin Darlene to the ground and she sputters with fear. Her meager struggles are pathetic! _I love you, Virginia, I love you_, she calls out but I just laugh in her face. I can feel her heart racing in her chest, adrenaline and blood pumping through her veins. I put my hand over her sternum and she cries out, "Please, no!" and tears roll down her cheeks. I can feel her throbbing heart inches from my hand. I look her in the eye, and she sees me looking, and I feel an instant of hope in her. _Thank you_, she tells me, and she chokes back a sob. _I love you, I will always love you_. _We will be together forever_. I reach back between her legs and stroke her excited clitoris. Her body lurches involuntarily with my touch. In an instant, she's arching up with a huge orgasm. _I love you, Virginia_, she calls out. What a miserable cunt. I crush my hand through her chest and she screams, a blood-curdling call. My hand is in her chest, I find her heart, still beating strong, wrap my fist around it and yank it from her body. Her blood goes everywhere, it's gushing from torn arteries splattering the walls, my face. Her body twitches in a death throe, and I hold her pulsing heart to my face. It is a wondrous thing. Strong muscle, the core of Darlene's life. I bite into it and tear off a big mouthful of her powerful heart, chew it and swallow it, and I feel her power move into me. I finish off her heart in a half dozen bites. Darlene's empty shell lies inert under me. I get off her, stand up, her blood is all over me, I'm covered head to foot with it. I feel my monstrous strength, feel it urging me to action. I rub Darlene's hot blood into my naked skin, feel its heat and feel her power exploding through my veins. The boy is looking right at me, his cock drooping and useless. I'm on him in a nanosecond, the neck bones snapping like balsa sticks. His still beating heart is confused. With my teeth I bite into his chest, find the ribs and crush them between my canines, his hot, steamy blood pours out and I'm on his heart, his dying flesh surrounding my head and I bite into his dying heart muscle, feel it pop and its blood rush forth. I swallow his heart up and pull out, blood stings my eyes and drips from my hair. I look to the girl, who is bawling and hysterical, her face contorted. I can smell the stink of her fear and it makes me feel dizzy drunk. "Do you know what I am?" I hiss in her ear. Tears run down her face and she's choking with fear. Blood drips from my hair onto her tits. "I am a _vampire!_" I say. I kiss her with my bloody lips and she screams. </P> Comments? Good or bad, I'd love to hear them. Email me at poisoniv1@hotmail.com. Or you can find mor estories like this on my website, http://bounce.to/poisoniv1.