He slid his hands under the bands of her panties and he pulled them down to clear the roundness of her butt and slid them down her thighs. After removing her panties he reached for her dress straps on her shoulders. He slid them down her arms and then pulled the dress further down her toned and sleek body until the dress had cleared her knees. Eva was now on all her fours in all her naked perfection. With wide shoulders tapering down her slender waist, she looked like a woman made for only one thing.He got behind Eva’s well rounded magnificent ass and positioned the tip of his cock right on her butt hole. She gasped! Would he fuck her in the butt right in front of her husband? Even Boris had never touched her there and she was unsure how she felt about it. To her relief, she felt the tip of his cock sliding down from her butthole to her love spot. Its journey from the rear to the front opening, tracing everything in between aroused Eva. She closed her eyes as she felt his arms around
Boris admired her firm stomach, abs that appeared and disappeared with breathing and her perfectly framed tits as she rode Romeo.She not only took his dick into her but moved up and down his cock in wave like motion. keeping her upper body perfectly still while moving up and down his cock from the curve of down her waist. It seemed like her hips moved to an erotic rhythem of their own. Romeo held her firmly from the curve of her waist but that did nothing to stop her downwards grinding motion onto his cock. She milked them with her up and down movements like that cock was attached for her pleasure. She moved in an erotic rhythm that seemed like a belly dance on a cock and not just a woman riding a man.Luke reached up and grabbed a handful of Eva’s breast for she was riding him like no woman had rode him before. The woman has total control over every inch of her movement and he could only lay on his back and be amazed at her figure and her expertise. She had a killer body and she kne
When he got there, Mike found that he hadn't broken a sweat or even started breathing hard. Wow, I LIKE this, the thought. Walking through the hallways, currently only populated by those few who showed up thirty minutes early, Michael got an odd sensation from everyone he passed. He felt a bizarre, pulsing warmth, getting stronger as he got closer. Weird, totally weird.When classes finally started, Mike had already staked his claim on a good seat in the back corner of the room. Despite his preoccupation with whatever was happening to him, Mike found that he was following the teacher's lecture with unnatural ease. When called on to answer a particularly difficult question, he blurted out the answer without really thinking or paying attention.Hmm, the thought. Maybe I can finally get some attention now. Just by thinking it, he felt a slight surge of warmth go through his body. One by one, everyone in the class, even the teacher, stopped what they were doing and turned to him. The room
Lair! Get him!" Chuck shouted as the four athletes began to close in on Mike.By now, Mike's senses were so sharp he could tell what everyone was going to do, before they did it, even without actually seeing them. He sensed the two behind him charging to strike him down. Mike's reaction was even faster than he could imagine.Ducking under their attacks, he reached up and grabbed the one on the left by the throat. Not even using all of his strength, he flipped the linebacker over his head and slammed him down hard on the ground in front. Simultaneously, he arm shot out and chopped down on the other's neck. Mike didn't need heightened hearing to pick up the sound of a collar bone snapping like a twig.Chuck's other two friends stopped cold and were going to back off, but Mike's instincts never gave them the chance. Propelling himself ten feet with a single leap, Michael tackled one, hammering him onto the ground hard enough to break three ribs. Crouching over the unconscious body, he lo
Whoa shit!!" Lucy exclaimed, sticking her finger through one of the holes. "What happened?""The wide receiver decided to open fire on me. But only after I dropped three of the others.""How the hell did you do that!""I don't know. But today, I've developed super strength, lightning reflexes, heightened senses and perfect memory.""Wow. That's incredible.""Yeah, plus I can radiate emotions and hypnotize people with my eyes.""Really?""Sure, watch this." Despite the difficulty his hunger was giving him, he managed to generate a wave of arousal in Lucy. She squealed and squirmed for a moment before the sensations stopped."Oh wow." She was obviously flushed. Mike's keen nose smelled her getting wet, he even saw a slight wet spot on the crotch of her jeans. "Oooohh, that was great Mike." Lucy grinned wide."What else can you do?""How about this." Locking eyes with her, he watched as her face went blank. "Lucy, when I say the word duck, you will dive under the covers. Understand?" She
After taking a moment for them both to regain their breath, the both began to buck and grind their hips together at a great speed. Moaning loudly they both gained speed steadily until orgasm was eminent. Locking their lips into a deep kiss, they simultaneously went rigid as they came together.Moments later, Mike collapsed besides her and kisses her nose. "Wow.""Wow indeed." She panted. "So this is what it'll be like to have a Vampire as a best friend.""Yeah." Mike couldn't help but grin at the future's prospects. Just then, Mike's sharp ears detected a car in the driveway. Shit, Jennifer's home!"Lucy, you gotta get up. Jen's home and she can't find you like this." Lucy obviously agreed as she jumped out of bed and began to collect her clothes.When they were both dressed and reasonably presentable, Lucy gave Mike a deep kisses and pressed a piece of fabric into his hands. "We absolutely MUST do this again." She said as she walked out of his room, a minute later he heard her walk o
"Cool, they're nothing like in the movies. More like a snake's fangs. Probably better though, those movie-fangs would rip someone's throat out, but these barely leave a mark.""Speaking of marks, look at this." Showing him her forearm, he examined it and found that no mark remained from his earlier snack."Wow.""Yeah, it healed up in an hour. Very considerate of you." She joked. For a moment, she looked perplexed. "How did you know you needed blood, I don't imagine you've ever drank it before.""No, I haven't. It was The Pulse.""The what?""The Pulse, all of my senses seemed particularly well keyed to locating blood. I could smell it through your skin, hear your heartbeat, feel you body heat, you name it.""Hmm, that would make sense. An adaptation to locate food... Are you okay Mike?"Mike was getting a little worried. "Lucy, are you really okay with this? I mean with what I am?"Lucy lit right up. "Yeah, sure I am. Why wouldn't I be?""Why? I'm a vampire! I suck blood. How can you
Well... yeah. Can't you remember everything?""No. Actually anything that wasn't particularly excited has kind of faded out. Oh well, not like it was all that interesting anyway.""Hmm, how about when you sleep? Do you get this weird-""You sleep?!?""Yeah, for about an hour.""Wow, you are weird.""I take it you don't sleep."Just then the bell rang and the two got up and left together. Mike ditched his books in his locker and followed her out of the school. They walked until they reached a dark alley, at which point she leaped up onto the roof and he followed.Mike noticed that Syn moved with phenomenal speed and grace, even compared to his own. She seemed to just dance through the air. After a short trip across town, they were in an abandoned apartment building."Nice place." Mike joked."Thanks, we just got into town last night, so we couldn't be too choosy." Phew, that means they couldn't have been eating those hobos.Not even bothering with the boarded-up doors and windows on th
As the class ended Laura made sure she was the last person to leave, because she was afraid there would be a wet spot on the back of her pink miniskirt. Thinking quickly, Laura loosened the straps on her book bag, so it would cover her ass, just in case. Then she hurried to the ladies restroom. However, with every step after being loosened, Laura's book bag kept lightly slapping her pert ass.Between the book bag spanking her ass and the panties massaging her sex, Laura worried she wouldn't make it to the restroom before collapsing in a climax. The poor girl wondered if anyone around her suspected that she was dripping wet or even worse, could they know that she was going to do something she had never done before... masturbate in a public place. Luckily, she made it inside the ladies room without cumming and rushed into the first stall she came to. The lock on the door was broken, but it stayed put when it was closed.Laura reached underneath her skirt and rolled the tight panties dow
Over and over Laura's brain repeated, 'This is WRONG... This is WRONG. Oh God! I can't be doing this.'But her body was burning from the sensations of lust, so desperate for release from her pent-up frustrations. It felt so RIGHT as she stuck one finger, then two up her already soaked sex. Her sight and smell totally overwhelmed, as her senses were immersed in Monique's soiled panties. Her face planted firmly in crumpled shorts, back arched gracefully, toned thighs spread wide, and her young tightly rounded ass high in the air. She reached underneath her body and tormented her swollen clit."Oh God! Oh fuck! Oh fuck my pussy." The blonde cried as she drove one finger and then two deeply in her cunt from behind."Oh Oh ohhhhh -- eeeeoooooowwwwww!!!" Her cries echoed off the cinder-block walls as she came. Several students passing underneath the girl's dorm looked toward the commotion and wondered enviously which young co-ed was getting her brains fucked out."Ahhh... Cumming?!!" Laura,
I'm going to fix that little bitch! Monique thought to herself. She sat at her desk soldering a circuit board. She was the perfect picture of a beautiful athletic African goddess and she looked very pissed.Monique had endured all the other insults Laura Leigh had heaped on her, but when she watched Laura flirt with her boyfriend last night, that was the last straw! It really pissed her off, because she knew that Laura didn't even like black guys, she just did it to spite her.So as the bitch happened to be her dorm mate, Monique was in the perfect position to make the prim and proper Barbie-looking slut pay.Monique snapped a cover on the device she was working on and then lay down on her back and slid under Laura's bed to secure it with some electrical tape.She had waited patiently for the ice princess to fuck up so she could use it against her, but Laura appeared invulnerable. 'Well maybe little Laura just needs a nudge in the right direction.' Monique thought. She wondered if her
Their names were Marge and Gary and they did everything together.Marge was actually older than Gary by about seven years and she hated to be reminded of it by anyone but Gary most of all.Velda saw her birthday cake at the country club and it had the terrible "Forty" splashed all over the chocolate icing like a sentence without any hope of a reprieve. That meant her spouse Gary was thirty-three and he did his best to look a bit older by wearing a moustache that really didn't suit him at all.The observant reluctant vampire was taking unnecessary tennis lessons from the husband Gary and she could not miss the fact that Marge was always watching them carefully from the stands. It was easy to see that the attractive mature woman was concerned her younger husband would eventually find an even younger substitute for her before he entered into that magical mid-life crisis when young pussy was too much of a temptation for most married men even those with wives their own age or slightly young
Her Romanian fortune-teller close and personal friend Valentina gave her all the satisfaction she needed in human sexual contact without the need to chance the explosion of seeds of creation inside her human form. The woman was fully trained now to perform all those special little exercises that she had become addicted to over the years. Her recent attempts to have a normal human life with a male partner had all ended in disaster or despair and she had decided to just use the humans for liquid replenishment of her vital life force and as play things to chase away the boredom of solitude.This Donald was attending a night school of business in the downtown section of the city and he apparently had a steady girlfriend called Betty. Fortunately, Betty was one of those females that wanted the man signed, sealed and delivered with marriage certificate before she would allow him to spread her vaginal slit. The foolish man-child was still a virgin and filled with hope of coupling bliss for t
Of course, the virginal blood was the premium grade for her needs but this coarser stuff would suffice nicely. She was careful not to drink too much because she instinctively knew that she did not want to make the stranger her "child" or end her days on earth forever. There were only a few drops spilled to the ground and the girl stirred with that sense of having been "eaten" by a monster. Velda didn't see herself as a monster, only a creature that was the genetic servant of her forebears and her feared master of distant times. He still existed somewhere in the underground region of that strange country and drained the blood of fearful peasants nocturnally in rightful royal exploitation on moonless nights.None of this had seemed possible to her the day before but now she was willing to accept the fact she was a Vampire doomed to walk the earth forever seeking the blood of human slaves to service her need for the liquid essence of life.When she withdrew from the station platform, the
The fact that he had been unfortunately caught in an accident involving a lifting crane and an unforgiving bulkhead made no sense to her because only this morning before heading off to work he had pounded her pussy from behind right at the kitchen window looking out at the quiet and peaceful harbor that looked so serene in the crisp morning air. In fact, her quim was still quivering from that last sweet coupling that would be no more without her darling Oscar.It was a blessing in disguise that they had no children even after hundreds of attempts in the past two years. She had come from an orphanage and didn't have the experience of many siblings like her husband but she did know the terrible fear that those around her would steal the very bread from her mouth if she was not assertive enough to stand up for her rights. Her delicious hour-glass figure was topped by the face of an absolute angel and all of her friends assumed she would have no problem in finding a suitable replacement f
When it was over, Jane got onto her knees after the mistress stood off to the side. The mistress motioned with her whip for the middle-aged woman to come closer. When she knelt only a few inches from the beautiful woman, the mistress grabbed the back of her slaves hair and tugged it towards her. Jane opened her mouth dutifully and tried to capture as much of the pretty woman's slit as possible.Her tongue slid into the slim groove to flick the clitoris, feeling it grow under her tongue. Jane was reminded of the first time she met her mistress, at a bar late one night when her husband was out of town on a business conference. Little did she know, but that chance encounter would forever change her.Jane loved her mistress more than ever. At that moment she couldn't understand why she questioned her orders. Her mistress told her to do something and she did it - at least after she gave her mistress pleasure!A few hours later, Jane stood next to her bed and her sleeping husband. Everything
Jane entered the large quiet house. The stillness and overbearing silence hung upon her shoulders like a large weight. The sun had just gone down leaving the house in darkness. It was a huge, expensive house with old and venerable furnishings. Every time the housewife came here she felt like eyes were following her every movement! She sensed and felt the eyes upon every curve of her body, painful as a sharp knife.With determination and familiarity, Jane rounded the foyer and immediately began to descend the massive staircase. The century- old floorboards groaned and squeaked with the beat of her footsteps. Using only her left hand, the thirty-two-year-old woman guided herself to the basement. It smelled of dust, dingy water, and age.The door handle was there a foot before her and opened up to her touch effortlessly. A flickering light bathed her in a reddish glow. As quietly as the woman could, she entered the large cavernous room and closed the door behind her.A scream sounded fro