Vampire Stag Weekend - Sex Stories

Vampire Stag Weekend

... lick the tip, her tongue probing everywhere. I redoubled my pressure on her beautiful dripping pussy. As I pushed back the folds with my tongue, I felt something slightly hard in there, somewhere deep in the folds between the sets of lips. Trying to keep the pace and rhythm, I teased it with my tongue. As she got closer and closer the hardness inside became more pronounced until I suddenly found myself running my tongue along what felt like a line of very sharp teeth. In time with my ministrations, they were un-sheathing themselves from her soft folds and then sliding back in. As she got closer and closer, I became aware of another opposing line, softly just closing on the first, every now and then catching my tongue gently. I gasped and pulled my tongue back, shouted and tried again to get her weight off me. She responded by cackling and then again rocketing her deep soft sucking mouth down my cock. Then she pulled off with a hard sucking twist over the head. She repeated in a hiss,“you come first, you get bite, this is price”, any semblance of her gentle well-spoken lilting accent now gone as she dove her rippling throat down my cock length again. I felt that I was not far away so I rapidly returned to her clit which was grinding itself on my face. It was just out of the way of her entrance guarded by the now softly chomping teeth. Her hand was now flying up and down my shaft and her mouth was sucking and swirling in the most divine sensation I have ever felt. Then she ...

... screamed and jumped up off me, pirouetting and then landing back down on me the other way round. She fed my rock hard prick into her dripping slit and sat down hard, enveloping me in one go. I felt a soft scrape from the teeth deep in her pussy around the base of my cock. She bore down on me, sweat running over her face and hissed again, “You come first, you get little bite.” Snapping her jaw in front of me, her green eyes staring through me. I could feel her sharp lower teeth come together, biting me hard but not enough to pierce the skin. Then she stiffened up, arched her back and screamed. I could feel all of the little muscles inside her contracting, running up and down my length and trying to milk me into her. She screamed again and then rolled off me laughing, sweaty, exhausted. “So you passed, lucky boy.” She looked up at me with her big green eyes as she leant her soft chin on my belly. She reached down and undid the cuffs at my wrists and swung her knees over on to the floor by the bed. I sat up, my body flooded with cathartic relief but my penis still hard and willing despite the teeth marks indented in a ring around the base. She pouted her lips, “come here, now it is your turn”, blowing a kiss over at me. She closed her eyes and opened her deep soft lips in a lewd o-guesture. I could feel my member willing me to glide it in so smoothly. As my head touched her lips, she opened her mouth slightly, I saw her run her tongue along that line of sharp upper teeth before ...