Draculas & Dragons - Sex Stories

Draculas & Dragons

... with a fresh red, she heard him call out.

“Ohha! Yes!” he moaned, “Do that more, the pressure is going away.” His large left hand cupped her ear and the back of her head. He tried pulling her closer.

Mavis didn’t let him move her. Her eyes locked on another pulsing vein, it flared with each beat of his heart. She felt her heartbeat, almost as fast as his. Each beat of his heart flooded her eager taste buds with more of the red honey. Its flow was almost as quick as his cum had been. This juice didn’t stop. Rolling down her throat she felt her body warming to red honey’s heat. Red and black lip mashing, gnawing at the meat shaft feeding her.

His now sticky cumsack resting on her breasts, hotly pressing into her cleavage, she felt the twin orbs refilling, getting heavier. She worked harder to drain him before she had to deal with the consequences of his pleasure.

Time slowed for Bobby as she drank. He lost all sense of it as seconds and minutes slipped from him. A new sensation built in his loins. Pleasurable, but not an orgasm. His cock twitched and pulsed hard three times, then began softening. A soft moan passed his lips.

‘Nevveerr… haa.. haa’ the soft words came. ‘Oh.. fuucc…’

The flow of rich red honey slowed a little. Looking over his tense muscles, she saws his shallow, heaving breathing. She ran her fingertips and claws along his stout thighs. Retracting her fangs she pulled back, then kissed the delicious cock before her, lips were now coated in a ...

... fresh pulse of deep red honey. Licking her lips she smiled. A light smacking sound cut through the room.

Definitely my new favorite,

Mavis thought. Over the next few minutes, she would move her head down to clean her dinner plate as two new droplets grew. Her licks made the monster twitch each time.

The two new red dimples, spanning her fangs’ distance apart, marked Bobby’s softening shaft. A little over halfway down from his now pink shrinking cockhead. Every second it softened more, the tamed beast slowly landing on his stomach and lower chest before rolling to his waist. Two twin tails of red juice ran over the lower half of his cock as they dried. One from each of the holes the fangs had kissed.

Pulling herself from the withering beast. Mavis wiped her chin with one hand and then the other. Smearing the twin trails of blood running down from either side of her lips. The red juices added to the droplets coating both gloved hands. She reached for both her breasts. A long tug followed by a sharp pinch. Both her porcelain orbs were coated in red-smeared handprints. Her delicate pink nipples; now a bright red. The two erect, stretching out as if trying to suck in the blood. The gold hoop piercing glistened with a slight blood-red tint. Standing she tugged off one black fingerless glove. Turning, it floated to the floor. She began tugging on the other.

“I’ll draw your bath.” Mavis said. She walked through the room to an archway near the back. One stocking hugged her ...