Hot Summer Nights
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It was a hot summer night, and the heat was burning, and all over the land, the people were going to the bars for a cold beer. One such bar was 'Caseys', situated a short distance from the interstate, and a simple few minutes walk to the town. Caseys sold ice cold beer that was brewed on the premises, it was refreshingly cold and very tasty. Nothing else was being sold.
The town clock struck ten, and the Westside doors opened and in walked a stranger, a modestly tall man, a hunter or a hiker by the looks and he was extruding a strong sense of raw sexual lust. He wore dark denim jeans, an opened top blue check shirt, and he was topped with nutmeg brown curly hair.
Both the guys and the girls nearby drew in a deep breath. The guys because they felt somewhat inadequate and inferior, and at a loss, because they felt diminished by his prowess as a man. They feared for their girlfriends and wives, for they knew he would be irresistible to them.
The girls felt his presence, the sheer desire. This was just the kind of man mothers tried to warn their daughters about. They knew deep down that they didn't stand a chance with him. Somehow they would not be up to the task of being with him, their virtue would be ruined and he would leave them breathless.
At the same times, the Eastside doors opened and in walked a stranger, a modestly tall woman, a hiker or a hunter by the looks and she was extruding a strong sense of raw sexual lust. She wore a dark denim skirt, an opened top pink check shirt, and she was topped with long black wavy hair.
Both the guy and the girls nearby drew in a deep breath. The girls because they felt somewhat inadequate and inferior, and at a loss, because they felt diminished by her prowess as a woman. They feared for their boyfriends and husbands, for they knew she would be irresistible to them.
The boys felt her presence, the sheer desire. This was just the kind of woman fathers tried to warn their sons about. They knew deep down that they didn't stand a chance with her. Somehow they would not be up to the task of being with her, their virtue would be ruined and she would leave them breathless.
As the two stranger headed for the bar, heads turned, bodies shuffled and a couple of rings of silence expanded out from where they were. There was no doubt about it, these two strangers were on the hunt, and looking for something a bit more than usual. Eyes watched as the man's chest rippled under his shirt, his firm backside broke women into uncontrollable desire. Eyes followed the bust line of the woman, a 36D was the guess, and then her sweet behind broke men into uncontrollable desire.
They arrived at the bar at the same time.
"Beer, ice cold beer," they both requested with husky voices.
Then they both turned and faced each other, a sly smile crept onto their faces. They sipped their beers and then looked each other over, admiring.
Slowly the tension in the room eased as they began to softly talk to each other. They carried their drinks over to the last spare table and sat heads close, bodies close. They had found their match.
Nobody dared move, nobody dared leave, everyone was caught up in the magical scene before them, trying hard not to disturb them.
The local clock struck eleven. The strangers drained the last of their beer and then stood, they looked around the room and everyone's hearts skipped a beat. They moved to the door and with one last look about, they made all the guys' cocks twitch, and all the gal's pussies dampen and clinch. As they turned to go, they drained all the sexual energy from the room.
Men gasped and women whimpered, but it was too late, there would be nothing for them this night.
The couple took his late model Corvette to the Twin Falls lookout, a hot place for romance along with raw driven sexual desire. This was also a dangerous place to be in after dark. More than one tourist was believed to have fallen into the Twin Falls River, never to be seen again.
A full moon shone down on the couple as they left the car behind. They found a small clearing in which to engage with each other. Their bodies entwined and then lips met in a show of unbridled passion. Tongues flickered, testing and tasting each other's lips, seeking out hints and cravings.
Hands held each other's head, running fingers through each others hair. Then arms moved and hands racked over their backs, pulling close and feeling the raw bonding that was beginning to happen. Heads twisted both left and right, licking, kissing and devouring each others breath.
Slowly a hand found the buttons on each other's shirt, one by one, they became loose, open at the front. Very slowly, they began to spin, easing the shirts wider still, then off one arm then the other, to be discarded on the rock outcrop that was there. Flesh against flesh, another slow turn, and then his hand found the bra catch.
Her perfect size 36 D breasts seemed to glow in the moonlight as her bra joined the shirts. He cupped them and knew that these breasts were the best he had ever felt, for they were nicely firm and very perky, with no hint of sag. The nipples were a perfect match also.
They both began to rub each other's chests, seeking out the sensitive and erotic spots. He then lowered his head and took her nipple deep into his mouth, Her hand and fingers found his nipple and with care, she teased his nipple up to it stood out big and hard. They swapped sides, then they swapped places.
Then with a small flurry of activity, the rest of their clothing was discarded. The stood tightly bound together under the full moon's light. Hands and fingers explored and found the erogenous zones, teasing and driving their excitement to a new level. Firm hands fondled on backsides and mouths exploring and testing each other's bodies.
He eased back onto the warm rocks as she took him deep into her mouth, her tongue caressed and drove him to a rock hardness he had never felt before. She was good, more than good, she was beyond what he had imagined. He breathed in deeply and kept himself in check, he wanted to save up just for one final overwhelming release.
They swapped places and he began to work his magic between her legs. His tongue seeing out her button and driving her wild. He was good, more than good, he was beyond what she had imagined. She breathed in deeply and kept herself in check, she wanted to save up just for one final overwhelming release.
From deep in the shadows, a silent pair of eyes watched.
They both stood up and looked about. He was ready, she was ready. In the distance, the town's clock began to chime out midnight. They drew their bodies together, she lifted her body against his and he eased his body down to get into position. He drove in up hard and she forced her way down just a hard. Bliss.
The clock struck the final chime of midnight.
It is very hard to scream when you have a mouthful of someone's neck deep in your mouth. It's even harder when that someone had a mouthful of your neck in their mouth. Head to head, they began to slowly turn. Too late the realized just what was going on.
From deep in the shadows, a silent pair of eyes watched.
The encounter had just turned very dangerous and very deadly. They twisted and contorted, acted and reacted, each trying to get the other to make just the tiniest mistake, for their very existence depended upon it.
His cock was buried deep in her body. He knew that he could not withdraw as that would be giving her the advantage, he knew that he could not cum as that would lessen him. She knew that she could not release him as that would be giving him the advantage, She knew that she could not cum as that would lessen her.
Their bodies bound together, both at their necks and below at the union of the two. The struggle went on and any sign of weakness would instantly be taken advantage of, and then they would be consumed. Fingers and hands racked each other, but no quarter was ever given. The deadly struggle continued.
And still, a silent pair of eyes watched.
On went the struggle, they slowly spun about on the same spot, as if a misplaced step would allow the other that hint of an advantage. Trick after trick, counter after counter, they tried and tried to gain the moment of triumph, but to no avail. They were locked together, heads and bodies together, bonded in a fashion they dared not break.
Slowly they both grew more frantic, spinning faster still on the one spot. Minutes passed, the struggle carried on and on. The town clock chimed one, then two, and still they battled on. The clock chimed again. The sky began to lighten as the dawn approached its summer rise.
The two figures spun faster as the frantic pace increased. There was no sign of any weakness nor that of any pause to gather ones strength. The clock struck four. Dawn and sunrise were rapidly approaching. The two figures were both reddened with rage as well as the marks from their tormented battle.
At 4:22 am, the sun began to peak over the top of the distant ranges, casting dazzling beams of light upon the trees. For a few minutes, the sun's light didn't make it into the clearing, but then a couple of pencil width beams of sunlight snuck through the branches.
The beams came in low, catching the legs of the spinning pair. Angry red welts began to appear, and the couple began to spin even faster, as they both tried frantically to avoid the burning rays that were causing them so much grief.
The sun rose higher, more beams began to make their way through the trees. The original beams began to ease but then another bigger beam began to shine through and directly onto their bodies. Welts appeared, and then began to blister, going black as they did. Hints of smoke and stream began to rise and spin away from the couple.
The couples action grew more frantic and much more violent. Another beam broke through just on shoulder height. The new welts quickly blackened and sizzled as the suns rays found their exposed flesh. Neither would give any quarter, even now it still mean instant death, and the other would escape.
The sun kept climbing up into the sky, a bigger gap allowed a larger ray breakthrough, catching the couple at upper leg height. The couple began to slow as their legs began to blister and burn. Silent screams filled the air as the couple fought each other, as well as knowing that they were both now doomed.
Smoke began to coil up and then flames began to lick up from their burning legs. Their spinning slowed more, but still, they hung onto each other hoping against hope the other would make that one final fatal mistake, and with luck of the devil, they would escape.
Flames began to engulf them, dark smoke broiled up and drifted out and away. Then a moment of frantic release as they both lost control, they released their grip and withdrew they mouths from their opponent's necks. Their bodies split apart. His shaft bursting forth a huge load of cum, just as she released a torrent from within her own body.
Flames consumed them as they stood there, then slowly they toppled and crumpled down in a huge fireball that sent flames above the treetops. A few minutes later, the flames subsided then flickered out as if nothing had happened.
From deep in the shadows, a figure stood up. They slipped on their sunglasses and then approached the scene of destruction. Deputy Sheriff Paul Marsden surveyed the area, then carefully picking up the discarded clothing, he found the keys to the car and he smiled to himself. A new Corvette with stolen license plates was just a perfect prize for him.
Back at headquarters, Paul slipped off his glasses and removed the thin face mask he wore, revealing a magnitude of scars. He made his report of yet another couple who disappeared into the Twin Falls River.
Paul mused to himself, the loss of the two people did not bother him one little bit. Paul gave himself a big, toothy grin, and besides, one vampire in town was quite enough.
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