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[Note: This story has two further segments which may be seen at the
author's website, mentioned at the end of part 2. But I felt that these
two segments formed a complete story.]
Copyright (c) 1997 by Poison Ivan. Copies may be made and posted for
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The Fearless Vampire
by Poison Ivan
poisoniv1@hotmail.com
Part 1b.
I put down my magazine and listen hard. I can hear my
own breath, and I can hear my own heart. But there is
nothing else. It is so _quiet_. How could it be so quiet?
I feel a pressure, a presence. I definitely feel a
presence. My heart thuds hard. I should get out of here.
There's somebody in here I know it I should call somebody or
I should get out of here and go next door or somewhere safe,
what if it's a rapist a sick rapist? The hairs on my arm
stand up and I'm afraid oh Christ I'm really afraid so
afraid--
_BOOM!_
A flash of light and a roar of thunder, and the sudden
downpour of rain.
A storm!
I exhale hard, but I'm still trembling. It's just a
storm! I never liked storms when I was little, I was scared
to death of them. I used to cower under my covers and cry.
Now that I'm grown up, I'm over the fear. But I still don't
like storms.
That feeling, that feeling I felt of someone in the room,
I bet I was just feeling the storm!
The rain booms on the pavement, a real downpour, and
there's a few more flashes of lightning. I'm relieved,
there's no one in the room. It's a real doozy, this storm.
I pick up the magazine again and I'm breathing too hard and
I try to look through the magazine but now I'm not sure, I
don't know, I'm not _completely_ relieved, the unease is
still in me. I put the magazine down again and listen. I
can feel it, still feel that funny presence, I still feel
something, and I'm not sure if it's the storm or not. What
if the uneasy feeling was from both the storm _and_ a
rapist? I should check the door, make sure it is still
locked--I feel a pressure, I shiver, I feel something--a
loud crackle--
_BOOM!_
I jump, my heart jumps, wow, that flash was blinding
close and the hissing explosion hurts my ears. My heart
skips, I swear is skips and the lights go out, and it's
dark.
I can't believe it's so dark. What happened to the
lights? I don't like this, I don't like this at all, it's
dark, really dark, I don't like the dark when it's dark like
this. I look around and there's dull gray light from the
window but everything else is totally black. And I swear I
feel something, I know it, I know it now for sure, I wasn't
imagining anything, I'm sure of it, there _is_ something
nearby, something in the room! But I know there can't be
anyone in the room, but I swear there is someone in the
room! Someone in the dark! I should hide, wait for whoever
is there to leave and forget about me but I'm afraid to move
in the dark, what if I run into him in the dark? Please let
it not be a rapist or a killer! Oh God, something moved! I
saw something move, a flicker of shadow in front of the
window. There _is_ someone in the room! My heart thumps in
my ears and I want to cry, someone is here in the room!
And another flash of lightning, and I can see for a
moment in the flash and the figure is right in front of me,
right in front of me, a tall dark figure standing over me
looking down at me and I'm going to die, I know I'm going to
die, oh God he's huge and he's right in front of me, a big
shadow of a man, and I'll be raped and killed and I scream--
_AAAAY!_
I can't help myself, and I shut up, but I can't hold it
back--
_AAAAY!_--I scream again, my throat hurts I scream so
hard. I don't want to be raped, I don't want to be killed!
I can't stop screaming--
_AAAAY!_
And the lights flash on and I can't bear to look at my
attacker, I close my eyes tight, please just leave me alone
and I tense up for the attack, I hold my breath with my eyes
closed tight.
I wait. My heart thumps and I wait. But there is no
attack. Why doesn't he attack? I can feel him, just a foot
away, standing over me. I breathe once, and I screw up the
courage to look.
It's a woman! A dark-haired woman! Right in front of
me, why is she standing so close? I can feel her breath on
my face. "I am Darlene," she says.
Darlene?
Oh yes, of course! Jessica's friend! It's Jessica's
friend. I exhale with relief. Not a rapist at all, and I
can't help but laugh. "You scared me," I say, and I laugh,
I laugh because it feels so good. She backs away, backs all
the way back to the front door and now I can breathe again.
She is tall, very tall. She has a black overcoat on, her
calves are bare, I don't think she's wearing hose, and she
has ruby shoes with five-inch stiletto heels. I like heels
as much as the next girl, but not the real high skinny ones.
How does she walk in those things? But it's a snap for her,
she steps back as natural as being barefoot. Her hair is
beautiful, black and lustrous, tumbling down in loose curls
around her shoulders. Her lips are deep red, and they look
soft and moist. And her eyes, her eyes are absolutely
black. I don't think I've ever seen eyes so black. She's
smiling at me, red moist lips, and she's staring, staring
hard with those weird black eyes, her stare makes me want to
fidget. My knee leaps uncontrollably, like a reflex, and I
grab it. I'm trembling. I need to calm down. With the
lights out, when I thought she was a rapist, she really gave
me a scare.
"So you are Virginia," she says, smiling with pearly
teeth. Her voice is a soprano, sweet, high and penetrating.
She unbuttons her overcoat and tosses it away, just dumping
it on the floor. She's wearing an incredible sleeveless red
dress, stretchy tight and very short. What party did she
just come from? Where ever she was, I'll bet the boys
couldn't keep their eyes off her.
Her body is incredible. She has big, round tits, and
her nipples are prominent, and there's no way she's wearing
a bra. The scoop neckline shows a lot of cleavage. She has
a flat tummy and nice round hips.
She steps off to the side and paces across the room,
slow, deliberate steps, her heels clicking, and she doesn't
take her eyes off me. Her body almost overpowers that
dress, it struggles to cling to her muscles as she moves.
"With a name like Virginia, are you a virgin?" she asks.
"No, I'm not a virgin," I answer. She paces along, and
now I'm not sure I trust her. What kind of question was
that, anyway? Am I a virgin? What kind of question is
that?
She laughs, a big, robust laugh. She just throws her
head back and it roars out of her. She has a slim, long
neck, her throat pulses with her laugh. "No, I don't
suppose you are," she says. She paces almost to the far
wall and stops, turns to face me. She pulls a chair from
the table and leans towards me over the back of the chair,
and I can look right into her deep cleavage. Her skin is
smooth and brown. My leg bounces in my grip.
She stays there bent over, just staring. I'm shaking,
what is she staring at? She stands upright again, still
looking. She runs her hands through her shiny black hair.
She shakes her head and her hair tumbles around her head
like a lion's mane.
And that smell! I swear I smell something, her perfume
or something. It's nice, a little strong, but spicy and
musky and intense. A little like sweat and a little like
sex. She starts pacing again, retracing her steps, crossing
the room in the other direction. "Do you think I have a
nice body, Virginia?" she asks. And she walks along, and
she does a slow turn, turning clear around, showing me her
back, which is bare in that dress, and the tight red dress
clinging to her bottom. She spins clear around, and paces
across the room again, watching me.
"I-I was just r-reading," I stammer, and it's a stammer,
I don't even know why I said it. A dumb thing to say, but I
thought I should say something and I wasn't thinking.
Darlene just laughs, another powerful burst from deep in her
lungs. She stops near the front door, on the landing, and
stands there, facing me. "Do you like my breasts, Virginia?
Do you think I have beautiful breasts?" And she runs her
hands all over her tits, grabbing herself and squeezing and
massaging them. Wow! Her nipples are _really_ hard now.
She just stares at me as she feels herself up. I can't
believe I'm watching this!
She crosses her arms in front of her, each hand on the
opposite shoulder. With her arms crossed like that, she
reminds of an Egyptian sarcophagus. But only for a moment.
She flutters her eyelashes at me, like she's flirting. And
she pushes the straps of her dress over her round shoulders
and pulls the front of her dress down, and pulls her arms
through, and now her breasts are bare. Deeply tanned, huge
dark nipples. Her tits are bigger than grapefruits, and I
find myself salivating at the thought of grapefruit. And
not even an inch of sag. Those are the most gravity-defying
tits I've ever seen. They are incredible!
"I like to touch myself, Virginia," she says, and she
feels her bare tits, squeezing the nipples and making them
stand up obscenely. "It feels so good. Do you do this to
yourself, Virginia? Do you like to touch your breasts?"
I think I nod, but I'm not sure if I really do. I can't
believe what she's doing, squeezing those beautiful big
tits. She licks her fingers and squeezes her nipples with
her slicked up fingers. She grins evilly at me, her eyes
bore into me. And then she pushes her dress down, using
both hands, down over the curve of her hips, rocking her
pelvis back and forth until the dress falls freely to the
floor. She leaves it there like a red puddle, steps out of
it, and takes two steps towards me. She's only wearing her
heels and a tiny red g-string.
And now her scent is really strong. It's so strong it's
distracting, and I catch myself just breathing it in,
smelling it, letting it fill my lungs. She steps out of her
panties, the little stringy thing hangs from one finger, and
she drops it to the floor, and she's naked. She has a
little swirl of black hair between her legs.
"Look at me, Virginia," she said, her voice low and
penetrating. I'm looking, I can't stop looking at her. She
is incredible. I've never seen a woman like her before. I
feel nervous, my nerves are singing, and I feel a trembling
in my belly. I try to breathe in more oxygen, but I just
get a lungful of her odor. My head doesn't feel right. "Do
you want me Virginia? Do I excite you?"
My legs hops up and I grab it, hold it down, but it jumps
again. My head feels light, like I'm hyperventilating. The
room seems to be shimmering. I don't trust my voice, I
should answer her question, but what was the question?--
whoa!--she's right in front of me! Right there, I didn't
even see her come forward, but there she is, not two feet in
front of me, her naked hips right in front of my face, those
cute black pubes just a few feet from my eyes. And she
spins off to the side and sits on the couch, right beside
me, and she leans right up close, her shoulder bumps mine.
She's radiating a strong heat, like an overheated engine.
How did she get so close, right by my side? I'm not feeling
quite right, I feel woozy or something, I can't seem to
concentrate. I shake my head, try to clear the haze.
Darlene laughs, and her laugh is loud and powerful, a
thumping sound that throbs in my ears. "Look at me,
Virginia," she says, I meet her eyes, she's looking down,
and I look down and she swings one leg up over the back of
the couch. Wow! Her pussy is _right there!_ A prominent
mound with just a trace of black hair, thick outer labia,
protruding inner labia, and a gigantic clitoris all swollen
and exposed.
Her clit is amazing, a fat, bulging thing. And that
smell! So strong it stings my nose. "Touch me, Virginia,"
she whispers, it's just a whisper, but her voice fills my
head, resonating in my ears. I don't think I want to, I
don't want to touch a woman that way, but her pussy is
gorgeous, it's really gorgeous, and that clit! She rocks
her hips up and spreads herself apart with both hands. Oh
my God! She's all open and dewy and stinky. And she's
hungry, I can tell she's hungry for me. The urge to kiss
her cunt sweeps over me. I want to kiss it. All I'd have
to do is lean down and put my mouth on her.
I lick my fingers and get them all wet. My heart is
pounding so hard, I can't hear anything but the pounding of
my blood. My hands tremble, I reach out and I touch her
clit, lightly, with two fingers. Darlene groans and rocks
up against my hand, and I stroke it, sliding my slippery
fingers all over the swollen bulb. And she arches her back
up and shouts, and her body jerks spasmodically, hard, a
half dozen or so violent jerks. I don't know how her
luscious stink could possibly be stronger, but it is--oh, my
head! I can't think! I'm about to pass out!
I'm shaking, my whole body is shaking, and Darlene sits
up and grabs my shoulders and pulls me to her. Her body
crushes against mine, she's still jerking with her climax, I
can feel it in her, and she squeezes me with powerful arms
and I the air rushes out of me. Her hands run up my back,
all the way up my back and she's holding my head, and she
leans away a little, I look into her dark, sparkling eyes.
She's beautiful, so unbelievably beautiful, those incredible
black eyes. I turn my head and kiss her, and she laughs
softly into my mouth, her soft lips, her voice vibrating in
my mouth, and the kiss blossoms up, I wrap myself around her
and she's pulling at my robe, opening the front, and her
tongue presses into my mouth and she's pushing my robe off,
off my arms, and she presses her body against mine, and feel
her nakedness and her soft heat against me, against my
breasts and belly.
She struggles with my boxer shorts, yanking at them hard,
pulling me around this way and that. She gets them down
around my knees and I help her kick them off, and now I'm
naked too, and we're kissing again, oh can she kiss! She's
so hungry! Our arms all over each other. Her leg fits
between my legs and she squeezes my nipples hard and Christ
I can't kiss her any more, I can't do it, I'm passing out!
I pull off and she comes after me with her sweet lips, but I
pull away and gasp for air. "Do you love me, Virginia?" her
voice is right in my head. "Tell me you love me." What a
question! I gulp lungfuls of air, but I can't get enough
oxygen, my lungs burn. "Tell me you love me," she growls, a
loud menacing voice that scares me. Is she angry with me?
"I love you I love you I love you," I say, how could I not
love such a woman? And she kisses me, and it's all right,
she's not angry, she sucks my tongue into her mouth, nips it
with her teeth. Her hands on the backs of my legs, stroking
my legs up and down and I want her to touch me, touch my
sex, I stretch my legs and press up against her, and up she
comes, lightly between my legs from behind, and she holds my
ass, pulls me into her--oh!--she touched my anus! She rubs
it with her finger, and I'm embarrassed, but she just stops
kissing me and laughs and tickles my anus some more.
She burrows in and she kisses my neck, kisses my neck,
lips and tongue on my skin, kissing. I love that, I love it
a lot and I tell her, "I love that," her tongue up and down-
-oh!--I throw my head back, her tongue up and down my neck,
up and down, her open mouth on my neck, she sucks, suction
and hard kisses and up to my earlobe, sucking, her tongue
fat in my ear, her soft hair on my cheek, and back down
again, she nibbles my neck, lips and teeth, I need her
closer, my love Darlene closer, my hands on her bare back,
her shoulders, I pull her close, feel her hot skin on me,
she is so soft, and she squeezes my breasts--oh!--her thigh
works between my legs, rubbing, rubbing, I can't breathe
hard enough, and I can't get close enough to her, and I'm on
fire, my puss is on fire--
Ow!--ow!--
Jesus, she bit me! Hard! It hurts! But no, it's not
too bad. A love bite, I'll have a hickey, but it stings, it
stings a lot! I grab her head and pull her mouth hard into
my neck. "Again," I whisper, but I can barely hear myself,
just my own hard breath and her hard breath, her tongue
slithers against my neck, into the sting of the bite, I hold
her head, her soft hair in my hands, hold her tight, and her
mouth opens wide, opens onto my neck, pressing hard, lips,
tongue, the tips of her teeth pressing on my neck, my heart
pounds, pounding in my temples, her mouth wide, sucking, her
wet tongue on me, the teeth pressing my neck, pressing,
harder, take me Darlene, don't tease me, "Take me Darlene!"
give me your love--
Ow!--fuck!--oh God, it hurts!
She's in!
Tears in my eyes, Christ, I can't believe how it hurts!
Her teeth inside me.
I can't breath, oh God it hurts so much, I can't believe
how much it hurts, and she sucks, drinking me--oh Christ,
I'm cumming!--oh!--the spasms in my sex, the long liquid
waves, oh God, her teeth move in and out, I'm crying, I
press up into her, the waves go in and out, she sucks deeply
from my neck, my sweet Darlene, I am yours!
She stops! She's gone, the joyous waves still flow
through me and the wet trickle down my neck and I'm filled
with emptiness, I cry out, "Darlene!" and I reach for her, I
can't find her, my eyes won't focus, and the beautiful
climax still flows through me, and now her mouth is on my
arm, I feel her beautiful touch, in the crook of my arm, she
bites into my arm, the beautiful stinging pain. Lord, dear
Lord!
And she stops, licks the blood from my arm, her tongue
bloody red, and she kisses up my arm, nuzzling into my
armpit, I hold her under my wing, her soft hair on my
breasts, tickling my sides, and her teeth are under my arm,
sinking into the flesh under my arm, and I'm cumming again,
stars drift before my eyes, and she stops again, moves to my
breast, sucks my nipple, my lover sucks and pulls with her
lips and tongue, so gentle, I can't breath, I can't catch my
breath--oh God!--my head, my head feels light, and she
kisses down my belly, tickling with her tongue, down, and I
spread my legs wide and she's between my legs and she kisses
me there, I touch my neck and my fingers come away covered
with blood, and her long tongue licks up my sex, her lips on
my clit, pursing, sucking and I'm cumming again, I'm crying,
tears in my eyes, the waves, the arching waves, and Darlene
opens her mouth on my pussy, her mouth wide over me, and her
teeth enter the flesh of me, her mouth is on me, her teeth
tear, she takes me, take me Darlene! She slurps my blood,
the lovely hurt, sucking, drinking deeply, the waves, my
eyes open, but it is dark, it is so dark, she drinks me, the
dark waves, she draws me out, it is so dark, like night,
like a hole, my love takes me in, my Darlene, my dark sweet
Darlene, with black hair and eyes, it is so dark, so dark, I
dream of the night, my Darlene, Darlene in the night, and
darkness, blackness, Darlene, Darlene...
====================
The Fearless Vampire
by Poison Ivan
Part 1b
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