1. Vampire Omicron: Chapter 1 - Home Invasion - Updated


    Date: 8/21/2024, Categories: Fantasy Cruelty Death, Extreme, Gothic, Horror, Humiliation Lactation, Male Domination, Male/Female Monster, Murder, Non-consensual sex Oral Sex Rape Snuff, Torture, Violence Water Sports/Pissing, Author: SKOLL, Source: sexstories.com 

    ... stalking her in the night. Driven only by sick urges and lust.

I pull out my hard cock, above my shorts, and stroke it slowly, inches from her sleeping face. Inches from her gently parted soft lips. Obliviously sleeping.

I put my dick away and crouch down beside the bed, farther down toward the foot of the bed a bit. Carefully, I lift some of the blankets that drape over the side. I burrow my head and arms in, sliding into warm sheets. Lifting just enough to start exploring. It’s hot underneath, body heat keeping it nice and toasty. The air is tight and stuffy. My night vision lets me see perfectly. I lift gently through the silky white sheets. Until I find bare skin.

Her smooth legs are right in front of me. Tone and thin, a hint of a tan, but still pretty fair-skinned. She lays on her back, her legs comfortably spread a foot or two apart. Oh god she’s only wearing panties. The same style as the ones in the laundry room, only a pale lavender color. Low cut, a standard comfy style, elastic strap at the top. I can tell how thick her hips are. She hides it well at work, always in a slimming business skirt. But she’s nice and curvy.

I continue lower, checking more of her out, carefully lifting and sliding under the sheets. Damn, even her feet are nice. I’m not usually into feet, but she’s so pedicured and well-maintained, I have to appreciate it. Her toenails are painted a classy maroon.

From lower down like this, I can lift the blankets slightly and see ...
    ... straight at her crotch. That pale purple fabric tight against her pussy, the cleft of her lips is ever so slightly pronounced. Just enough to hint at what lies beneath. I breathe in the warm air under the blankets. That same floral scent that her clothes had. My cock is so hard as I savor the moment.

Her leg shifts and I freeze, wondering if the jig is up finally. I almost want it to be, I ache for her so badly. I hear her sigh deeply, still asleep.

I back out slowly and move to her husband’s side of the bed. I carefully lift the blankets and slide in, seeing how far I can take this before she realizes I’m not him. I wear his clothes, might feel similar, smell similar. My hard-on makes it awkward but I scoot slowly into bed with my boss.

I feel her shift, but her breathing hasn’t changed, still out cold. I get closer, on my side, brushing up to her arm, her hip, her smooth leg. Her head is tilted away from me and I nuzzle up to her neck carefully, my face feeling her long silky hair. I kiss her shoulder gently, breathing in her scent again. She’s so cuddly and inviting. My boner pokes her in the hip gently.

I lift the blankets to carefully inspect her. She wears a tight beige camisole, a simple nighttime tank top, with thin little lacy shoulder straps. I reach out and feel her side and belly. The cloth couldn’t be any thinner, so feminine and soft, her flesh slightly squishy underneath. She’s tone, but a tiny bit of plumpness clings onto her after giving birth not long ...
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