Blood Lust
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I am so tired of all the bullshit about vampires. Yes… we do exist, so that’s not a myth, but all the rest… well, the crap people think they know about us is mostly nonsense. Firstly, we do not live thousands of years long. Around two hundred years is as good as it gets for us. Fortunately, we do not age and all mature vampires look like they are in their mid-twenties. This, of course, is a great advantage and sets us apart from boring humans. In addition, unlike humans, Vampires are also exceptionally clever.
One of our duties is that we have to procreate at least once, and this we do in the normal fashion. Sadly, the human female selected for this privilege always dies after childbirth, and then it becomes your responsibility to raise and educate the boy. You see… to dispel another myth, vampires are only ever male. The boy only begins to manifest his otherworldliness, after puberty.
Being vampires, we have to move around regularly to protect our anonymity and ageless identity. With our ability to hypnotize persons in officialdom, however, it’s never a problem for us to ‘update’ all documentation we require.
Vampires do not normally gorge themselves on blood incessantly and we are able to get by with far less blood than the silly myths chronicle. As much as human blood is a delicacy, raw meat is able to sustain us rather well. In particular, raw animal organs are high up on our preferred list of food. All vampires are therefore excellent hunters, for obvious reasons. We are capable of consuming normal food but do so in very limited quantities. The one thing that we never touch is anything sweet, which is despicable to our taste buds. We also drink water in preference to most other liquids, because everyone needs water!
As much as we are sensitive to sunlight, the crap about being burnt by the sun is the silliest legend of all. Much as we are mostly nocturnal beings, limited exposure to the sun is not a problem. Naturally, you will never see one of us sunbathing and as long as we are in the shade we suffer little discomfort. We are paler than humans and our body temperature is also lower.
Of course, the Christian cross fable has us all doubling over with laughter. When we vampires get together, someone always brings along a cross as a party trick.
There are a few more things that also set us apart from humans. Vampires are incredibly powerful and given the speed with which we move, not even the most skilled martial artist comes close. Hypnosis is also natural to us and we can submit anyone to our bidding. Sexually, we are totally in a league of our own. Not only are we well-endowed, but able to perform at a level that most humans could only ever dream of. If you have never had sex with a vampire, well… simply put… you have never been properly fucked. Incidentally, all vampires are completely bisexual.
We do not come in all shapes and sizes like humans and are generally around six feet tall, with lithe well-proportioned bodies. We are generally good-looking, actually, very good-looking. Picking up sexual partners, or ‘prey’ as we like to joke, is therefore never a problem for us. That coupled with the mind control we possess, makes snacking on human blood the easiest thing in the world.
We do not leave a multitude of exsanguinated corpses lying about, as the silly myth purports. Why would we bring unnecessary attention to ourselves? We simply suck as much blood as is needed, with the victim totally unaware. Once we have fed we simply lick the wound with our powerful saliva, and all the human is aware of is what looks, and feels, like two mosquito bites. Finally, we don’t fly or turn into bats, as the silliest of all myths suggest.
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Having completed my obligatory child raising duty I moved to a new city. I soon established that there was a gay bar very close to my apartment. Having not fed on my favourite delicacy for a couple of days, I decided to visit this pub to satisfy my blood lust. Bars are just perfect hunting grounds for us!
As I sat sipping on my mineral water at the bar, a really handsome young man entered. I was elated when he sat on the barstool next to me. After introducing ourselves, me as Lou, and he as Lenny, we exchanged a few pleasantries. With a Vampire’s exceptional sense of smell, I detected that his blood was very sweet. The intoxicating smell of his blood almost overcame me and I had to guard against pouncing on him, and sucking his blood out, there and then. After working my ‘magic,’ we were soon on the way to my apartment.
Lenny was really horny, and within a short time, we were undressing in my bedroom. As we got on the bed I moved onto his body.
“You’re cold,” he exclaimed.
“I’m cold-blooded,” I joked.
“Well, maybe I can warm you,” Lenny hissed, as he embraced me.
Jesus… this blood smells sooo good,’ I thought, I can’t wait to sink my fangs into this guy.
After a short while, I ordered him onto his stomach.
Give your prey some pleasure before you strike, I admonished myself.
My entry into Lenny was harsh, but the cock-hound loved it. As I began pummelling him, Lenny commenced purring. I could smell the sweet blood racing through his veins as his excitement grew.
I have to snack right now, I mentally concluded.
Within seconds my soothing voice had worked its charm, and with my huge cock embedded in his arse, my fangs extended. I pushed Lenny’s hair up, and picking my spot, sniffed the region I wanted to bite upon. As I bit, Lenny’s blood pulsed into my mouth. I was a little overexcited and had to remind myself to take it easy. The heavenly taste throbbing into my mouth was totally delectable.
Stop… fucking stop, I told myself, after a short time, Keep some for later.
After licking his neck I brought Lenny out of his trance before my cock continued assaulting his pucker. I fucked and fucked and fucked him mercilessly, but Lenny just kept groaning his approval. As the impish thought crossed my mind, I just couldn’t stop myself from going into hyper drive. I began to bang Lenny’s arse like a jackhammer and soon the cock-hound was begging for mercy. His wailing excited me incredibly and shortly, my thick yellow spunk began spraying into Lenny’s manhole.
Once done, Lenny just lay there whimpering. Looking at my dick I saw flecks of blood. I scooped the residue off my cock before licking my fingers clean. Vampire cum is very acrid, but the sweet blood thankfully overwhelmed that taste.
I have to give his butt a closer inspection, I thought.
After again putting Lenny into a trance, I place three pillows under Lenny’s hips to lift his butt higher. His hole was puffy and bloody. I then began licking and prodding my long tongue into his pucker. The taste of my spunk was stronger than before, but there was enough blood to satisfy me.
More… I need more, I thought.
Biting through the puffy skin my mouth again began to fill with his mouth-watering blood. I went a little overboard and after having consumed over a pint of his blood had to stop myself. I used my powerful saliva to repair his pucker, before removing the cushions and placing Lenny on his back. Upon waking him up, Lenny looked a little ‘drained.’ He arose somewhat woozy and began to dress. Shortly, Lenny was hailing a taxi in front of my apartment block. As I watched him being driven away I glanced at my watch. It was still early.
What the hell, I thought, before I made my way back to the bar.
The one thing vampires have in common with humans is that we occasionally like to binge. I knew that this would be one of those evenings.
As I re-entered the bar I immediately spotted a very attractive, albeit, a plump young man seated at the bar. Moving closer, my incredible sense of smell alerted me to the fact that his blood was also very sweet. As I began to speak to him the cock-hound couldn’t keep his eyes off my crotch. Naturally, I immediately popped a boner and watched as his eyes lit up.
“I need to use the toilet,” I remarked, salaciously.
“Me too,” came the predictable reply.
As we entered the toilets my keen eyes spotted the open stall on the far side. Walking there I entered ushering Stanley, the cock-hounds name, straight in. No sooner had I locked the door before he was on his knees before me. Ravenously, he began unzipping my pants, and in a heartbeat, Stanley had my dick in his mouth. I was fully prepared to allow him his pleasure.
Not long after, I pulled my dick out of his mouth and said, “I want to fuck you.”
Stanley appeared delighted by my suggestion and instantly pulled his pants down before facing the wall. I naturally, kind person that I am, speared straight into his plump backside. The little bitch at once commenced convulsing with appreciation. After a couple of minutes, I decided that my pleasure now needed to be taken care of. After putting him under my spell, my fangs bit into his neck before spurts of blood once more pumped into my mouth. His blood was even sweeter than Lenny’s.
Again, I had to admonish myself to stop as I got totally carried away. After retracting my fangs I brought him out of his trance after ‘repairing’ my bite marks and commenced pummelling his butt relentlessly. After shooting my load Stanley said, “Jesus, Lou, I don’t think I’m going to be able to sit properly tomorrow... but… thank you.”
“My pleasure, Stanley,” I answered, before exiting the cubicle.
When Stanley re-entered the bar he gave me a warm smile before leaving.
As I stood scanning the other patrons, my eyes settled on a huge bodybuilder. He was totally beautiful but I wondered if he used steroids. I had once sucked the blood of a steroid user, and it had given me terrible indigestion. When he approached me, however, I was pleased not to smell that disgusting smell emanating from him. His blood didn’t smell as sweet as either Lenny’s or Stanley’s, but like a drunk needing to overindulged, I couldn’t give a shit.
Garret, his name, was incredibly handsome. Gluttonous as I had become I informed him that I needed to have a piss. True to form, he said that he would join me. Again I made directly for the last stall and unsurprisingly, he followed. As we began fondling one another I realized that poor Garret was underendowed. This, of course, did not worry me, because all I was interested in was his blood and his arse.
After asking him to remove his t-shirt my eyes zeroed in on his unbelievably muscled upper chest. As my gaze locked onto the large nipples I knew exactly where I would implant my fangs. Placing Garret under my control I bit above his right nipple and began to feast. His blood wasn’t as bad as I had feared and soon I was sucking like a starving lamb. Again I had to stop myself, and after repairing the bite marks, I brought him out of his trance.
“Please fuck me… fuck me hard,” he begged.
Once more I went into hyper drive once he had turned and hammered him furiously. Garret’s cries were very loud and I wondered what the guys visiting the toilets must have thought. Truthfully, I didn’t give a shit. After I had cum I once more looked at his incredible muscular back.
“More, I need more,” I told myself.
After once more after placing him under my control I bit hard and began to vacuum his blood out of him. I almost went too far, because when I again brought him round he was very weak. Concerned, I took Garret outside and hailed a taxi. After dropping him at home and ensuring he was safe, I made my way home.
Fuck, I thought as I entered my home. I almost went too far with Garret.
Vampires also have a conscience!
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Hello all ISS fans. This is Abhishek Singh, a 18 years old boy from Delhi. I have written many stories in ISS from past one year. But from few weeks I have been quite for some personal reasons. But know there will be some blast from the past by me. Now I will write only insect stories in ISS and I am sure that u will enjoy too much. This story starts from here… I have to tell this story just as I have lived it and continue to live it. It’s about a woman’s lust, and yet more than lust — and no...
IncestThe morning glow of sunshine washed the deck in orange hues, as men prepared the ship to leave port. Therese looked for a guard or soldier to give her last letter to and spotted a soldier on patrol, coming up the pier and called out to him. The soldier recognized who she was and made haste to the gangway, before it was raised. He stood in front of her at attention and waited for her direction. ‘I want you to give this letter to the Earl, no one else. Make sure that he gets it, after, I have...
While Garreth and Grayson awaited the start of the trial, James MacRae had already broken the cease-fire pact and sat with several leaders of smaller clans, at the head of the table of Andrew MacDougall. Andrew, sat on his left, in his deteriorating Dunollie Castle, while to his right was a captain of the Earl’s guard, dressed in full regalia for representation of his position. McCauley Fraser, Harlan Douglas and Jacob MacLean sat to either side of Andrew and the captain. He had put it to the...
Note: This is a work of pure fiction. Any persons, places or events that may seem familiar are purely by coincidence. Blood Wrong The sound, frogs croaking and of millions of crickets tuning up their legs for the same night time symphony that is played on most every night out here by the big pond. The occasional sound of a bird or two calling as they flit about the cattails before settling in for the night was familiar too. So peaceful out here. Out where the skies open up...
Paul walked into his apartment two hours later to find Rachel waiting for him, sitting up on the couch. "You're home late." Rachel commented indignantly. "I was unaware that I had to ask you permission to stay out late." Paul said with a raised eyebrow. "My apologizes Alpha." Rachel said recognizing her mistake. Sitting down in the love seat across from her, Paul said, "Marcus explained to me why you are here. I had to admit I was wondering." "Every new Were is expected to have...
1912 The door suddenly burst open, and Electra stood in the doorway. She looked very angry. "This madness has gone far enough!" Annabelle instantly sat bolt upright, clutching the bed sheet over her unclothed chest. The man in bed next to her, Paul, frantically shrunk back against the headboard. When Electra's rage was such that even Annabelle was frightened by it, it was only natural for someone else to go into outright panic. "First of all, we still have a right to privacy in this...
Drake dragged his sword as he wielded it. The blade was by no means light, but it seemed as he lost the strength to wield it, it gained the strength to wield itself. The battle had been long, and now it seemed no end was in sight. The on-lookers didn't shout encouragement. No witnesses spoke. He fought the monster he had once called Sage. He fought for his life. He had been betrayed by the man who had been a father to him. The monster lifted his sword and abruptly charged. Drake brought in...
Tom listened to the operation over the radio and had heard the orderly commands and replies of the SWAT team turn to gunfire and screams of pain followed by silence. He arrived at the premises less than five minutes later to find a scene straight out of hell. Bodies in blue uniforms lay everywhere, the entire scene painted in the rich carmine hues of fresh blood. He stared numbly for a moment, wondering how something like this could possibly have happened. He finally tore his eyes from the...
"I'm deeply sorry for your loss," said Father Likembe and nodded solemnly. He struck Ethan as a man of integrity and good will. His words sounded true enough, so Ethan obliged a sincere reply: "Thank you, father," he said and nodded pensively, suddenly lost in thought, his eyes fixed beyond the mass of people waiting for a meal. There was a peaceful murmur in the air, rarely broken by the sound of crying children. The people that had gathered weren't restless at all. He had been...
The shrill morning alarm sent unruly bolts and waves into Manya’s body as she stirred, opened her deep eyes and cast a sleepy glance towards the place next to her. Her eyes met with the not so inspiring sight of her still snoring husband Desh, cuddled up like an insecure child, his breath carrying the odor of liquor and his chest heaving in monotonous regularity. The 36 year old housewife sighed and shifted her full frame slowly out of the bed to begin another day. Clad in a thin white blouse...
IncestWrath after Lust Please note. This story is written in the English language and not the Americanvariant. Synopsis In this strict religious community, lust is severely punished MF Whipping If you are an underage minor or offended by such material -or- if viewingthis file is illegal in your locality, then leave, close or delete this file-storynow. This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to persons living, dead or otherwiseis purely coincidental, etc. Copyright 2004 Wrath after Lust "Time...
None of this would have happened if it wasn't for my first son being born with jaundice, but I'm getting way ahead of myself, so let me explain. My wife's name is Patty and I'm Mike and we had been married for about four years when she got pregnant with our first c***d. My wife is a great looking babe, about 5'7", 120lbs, very nice body, shoulder length brown hair and a face that belongs on a magazine cover. I'm a lucky guy, no doubt. We got married when she was 24 and I was 26 and had a great...