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In two of those sub-Quests, he saves a prostitute from her abusive pimp and later an abusive john. That was where the inspiration for this story came from. (MF, oral, anal, prost, fantasy, voy) *** PART 1 I love the night life. I've got to boogie. Fuck, I miss the 70s... I'm out and about every night. Now that it's October there seem to be a lot more people out and about as well. Superstitious people believe October is when ghosts and monsters tend to roam more freely. And they wouldn't be wrong. But those kinds of monsters - the supernatural kind - are not the only monsters that come out. Humans can be very monstrous. And the closer October draws to All Hallow's Eve - many blame it on the moon, I cannot say with any certainty - the more monstrous these humans seem to become. And sometimes it takes a monster - the supernatural kind - to take down those kinds of monsters. And I'm that kind of monster. The supernatural kind. I am a vampire. I was taken when I was young, twenty- two. It happened a long, long time ago. I was sired by a gorgeous, busty red-headed vampire who also took my virginity. Vampires can be very lustful. At first all I cared about was satisfying my lust for blood. It was my whole purpose in life. Or in death, whichever way you want to look at it. But not too long ago, my old friend Angelus showed me there was more to life [death, undeath, whatever] then sucking people dry. He gave me a real purpose, to help others. My existence did become more gratifying after that. I only fed on criminals as I protected the innocent. Most people went on with their lives, unappreciative of what I did for them. It doesn't matter, though. But others greatly appreciated it. They sought me out and wished to thank me in a variety of ways. A vampire can always use human friends. I was out patrolling the streets one night when I heard a scream inside of a building. I burst through the wall to find a burly pimp beating on one of his prostitutes. I grabbed him and tore him out into the night, draining him on a rooftop and tossing away his useless sack of flesh in death after like the useless sack of shit he was in life. Days later I found the same prostitute handcuffed to a pipe as a john beat her. I broke his neck with ease and freed the prostitute, telling her to go. She left the building as I drained the fucker dry. Leaving, I found her waiting. "Why are you still here?" I asked. "I wanted to thank you," She smiled. She was young and pretty, she may have just turned eighteen. She had long, black hair that suited her, deep, dark eyes, tanned skin, large breasts and long legs under a tight tank top and a tighter leather skirt. "No need to thank me," I bowed. "This is what I do." "But no one has ever cared for me enough to protect me like that. I'm April. April Rivers." I took her hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you, April Rivers," I said as I kissed it. April giggled. "I've never met a vampire before," She admitted. "I thought they were myth...ummm, myth..." "Mythological?" "Yeah," She giggled. "What will you do now? Go home?" I inquired. "No. I need to find more, ummm, clients. I need to make enough money so my mom can pay the rent." "She makes you prostitute yourself?!" "No. I love sex, and it's all I can do," April replied. "Mom isn't well enough to work so I've been a prostitute since I was fourteen to help mom. I finishing High School, I'm not a dropout." I smiled. "That's good. If you must be a prostitute, you should take precautions. Do you know the Rambling Motor Inn?" It was a small, seemingly rundown place that wasn't as bad as it looked & rented rooms usually by the night. "I do," April said. "Good. Go there & talk to the night manager, Sal. Tell him you know Jake Paladin & I said you need a permanent room. It's safe there & you can bring your 'clients' there to...do what you do." April giggled again. "Thank you!" She said, hugging me. "Hey, will you be my pimp?" She asked suddenly. I raised an eyebrow. "I-I... need someone to protect me. My pimp always did that." "You call THAT protection?" I scoffed, remembered how the fat pig beat on April. She blushed. "He didn't always hit me. Only if I didn't make enough money." "That's no excuse to hurt a woman like that," I retorted. "Fine. I will be your 'pimp'. Only so you won't end up with another pimp like your last one." "Thank you!" April said giddily. "Come on, I can't just stand around all night," I said. I walked with her to the Rambling Motor Inn. I sent her inside & listened with my vampiric heightened sense of hearing. "Hi there, young lady, how can I help you?" I heard Sal say. "Hi," April replied. "Jake Paladin sent me." "You know Jake?" Sal replied. "Yeah." "I owe Jake my life! He saved me many times. What do you need?" "He said you can get me a permanent room, a safe place for me to my...work." "Say no more! I usually don't do permanent rooms but anything for Jake. Take room 212. It's one of our better rooms." I leaped up onto the room. Every room had a skylight and I walked past several until I found the one for Room 212. I opened the skylight and dropped through landing gracefully and quietly on my feet as April entered and turned on the light. She giggled when she saw me. "I didn't expect you to be here." "I decided to drop in," I answered. "When you have a client I'll be watching from the skylight for any trouble. If there is I'll be down here in a flash. Sal always checks for weapons so that you won't have to worry about." "Thank you," April said. "I usually have to pay my pimp half of what I make..." I held up my hand to stop her in mid-sentence. "You don't have to pay me to be your pimp," I said. "But if I have to deal with someone who tries to hurt you we'll split his money." April nodded. "Thank you, I won't have to take on as many clients then." We agreed on her not going out until after ten so I could patrol the streets as always. Then I'd watch over her until midnight or 1:00am before I walked her home and went back out on patrol. Thing usually went well. I'd be up at my perch while April prostituted herself, watching her. A voyeur. This was nothing new for me. Over the centuries I'd have to watch my victims, follow them, learn their patterns before a struck. The only difference now was the why I watched. Feelings I had not felt in a long time surfaced as I watched April at work. Seeing her firm young body completely naked, seeing the things she did with her mouth, her black-haired pussy, and sometimes her butt stirred me sexually. I had heard male vampires could not perform sexually. Their sexual organs were, well, dead. But it was not true. My large, hard cock tented my pants obscenely as I watched my April go at it. She really was very good at what she did. There were times things didn't go so well. The most recent was the big Black man who began to beat her as soon as April locked the door. I swooped in and grabbed him, then leaped back up through the skylight as he screamed. The bastard knew he was about to die. I drained him dry and threw his broken, empty body several blocks away. There was service stairs near April's room leading up to the roof. Obviously April had taken them to join me just as I'd flung his carcass away. She came to me shaking and I held her tight. "Thank you..." Once April calmed she looked up at me. "I don't know what I would do without you..." I felt myself growing hard. April felt it as well. She smiled. "Now I know how to thank you..." She said seductively, dropping to her knees. Neither of us said a word as she extracted my cock from my pants and took it in her mouth. I moaned as her lips descended around my shaft. April easily deep-throated me and sucked me fast and hard, using her tongue to tease the sensitive underside of my cock. Her mouth felt so hot surrounding my cold flesh, sliding up and down my length rapidly. She moaned around my cock as she sucked, obviously enjoying herself as well. I lasted maybe fifteen minutes before I grunted and poured forth my semen. It spewed out of me copiously, just spurting and spurting and spurting. April moaned, doing her best to swallow down my load. Once spent, she slid her mouth off of my cock and smiled. "Wow, you sure do cum a lot!" April gushed. "That's because I'd never cum before," I smiled mischievously. "Your cum tastes so different than all the cum I've swallowed before... I feel different too..." "Are you all right?" I asked in concern. "I feel just fine," April smiled as she rose. "Do you want to call it a night?" I asked her. April shook her head. "I still didn't make enough money yet." I gave April her half of the dead fuck's money, picked her up and dropped back down through the skylight. I set her down and she giggled before I leaped back out of the room. I started to notice a change in April. As she would fuck she seemed more into, more intense. I'm not really sure how to describe it. Once or twice a week April would give me a blow job and I have to admit I really enjoyed it. One night she'd just finished fucking a guy and he began to dress. He refused to pay April and she was furious. She grabbed the guy and all of a sudden lifted him over her head and threw him across the room! He scrambled up, threw a wad of money at her and flew out the door. I dropped down into the room and shook the door as April stood there unmoving. "Wow!" She mumbled. "What happened?!?" I asked. "I-I... don't know," April said. "I feel so strong." "You reminded me of Buffy Summers when you tossed him across the room," I said. "Buffy who?" "Long story. I'll tell you some other time." "But how did I do that?!" I didn't have the answer at first but then it came to me. "My cum! It has to have something to do with you ingesting my cum." "Yeah, it must be," April giggled. "I must have supernatural strength! I should start fighting crime like you," She joked. "Maybe..." was all I said in reply. Maybe... Continued in part 2... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 78