One

“Maybe I should just stay home.”

I fixed dad’s collar while he stared into the bathroom mirror. A mist of cologne floated in the air mixing with the humid temperature from the recently used shower. He was taking a long time to get ready. His eyes darting down nervously. I tried to keep it light as I helped him look his best.

“I haven’t been out in years. If I meet someone, what am I going to talk about?”

“That’s why you’re meeting up with Uncle Jim. You’ll be fine,” I said as I flipped down the back edge of his collar and stepped back.

I gave my dad the once over. The collard black shirt hung from his wide shoulders. My eyes fell on his defined neck and collarbone. His hair was combed back and neat. For a man his age, black skinny jeans looked good on his toned legs. I smiled on how ridiculously cute and handsome he was. He looked like a lost puppy in a male model fashion show.

“Uncle Jim can be a bit of a wild man. That’s why I don’t hang out with him.”

“I think you need a wild night out. You spend so much time at work and home. I think this will be good for you,” Jim wasn’t really Matt’s brother. Everyone called him Uncle Jim because he seemed to be like everyone’s uncle.

“Serena, a quiet night at home with you is all I need.”

“I know Dad, but you need to put yourself out there. Mom has been gone a long time. Have some drinks and meet a few people.”

Memories invaded my thoughts. I was adopted into the Waters family when I was five. I still remember bright smiles and wide eyes when we first met, the image of them blazed forever into my spirit. Matt and Lily were the best parents an orphan could have. They never let work or personal problems get in the way of family bonds. For the three of us it was the only true way to be happy.

I was eleven when Lily disappeared on a cool autumn night. I remember Matt beside himself in tears. It was hard for us to accept that she was gone. The police could not find any evidence of foul play. It was almost like the world swallowed her up. We spent years looking, flyers covered walls and endless drives to see if we could find a glimpse of her. Eight years later the pain lessened, but it was still there like a scar over our spirit.

Dad touched my cheek and smiled. “If you really feel this will help then I will do it for you.”

“Dad, do it for yourself. I’m just going to be here watching a movie and going to bed,” I kissed his wrist.

“You are so good to me.”

We hugged and held each other. I relaxed into his strong arms, taking in his scent. I had a twinge of wanting to go with him but I knew he needed this. If I was there, he would spend the whole time talking to me and ignoring everything else. Not that I minded but I tried to not be selfish.

The doorbell rang and then it rang two more times. We broke our embrace and laughed. Uncle Jim never liked to wait. We left the bathroom together. I went into the living room and plopped on the couch. Dad went to the door and opened it.

A middle-aged man with spiky hair stood in the doorway and grinned. “You ready to get some tail tonight!” Jim laughed.

Dad let out a sigh and glanced over to me on the couch. Jim looked over and his eyes went a little wide. I gave a medium smile.

“Oh, hi Serena. I thought you might be out with your friends.”

“Hi Uncle Jim,” I said trying to not roll my eyes.

“Just going to take your old man for a night out on the town. Try to not wait up for us.”

“I won’t, you guys have a good time.”

Dad turned to Jim. “Maybe we should do this another night.”

“Are you kidding? I got us into this new club. Everyone will be there.”

Jim meant everyone he knew would be there. “Dad! Go and have a good time.”

Dad gave me one last mournful look and his shoulders relaxed into defeat. Uncle Jim put his hand on his shoulder and guided him out of the house. I waved goodbye as the door shut behind them. The house became still and I let out a sigh of relief. I picked up the remote and turned on the flat screen.

***

Red dreams lashed out in my mind. I could feel myself falling and desperately trying to grab a hold of something, anything. Lily floated into view, her smile wide and teeth sharp. The world spun like a vortex as her image melted into water and rained away. Spiked walls passed. I reached out, only to be cut. Blood poured like water from a vase. I screamed as the pit below me grew darker. I made one last attempt to grab the spiky wall. Black spears jutted out at me. My body was pierced multiple times and I gasped on how good it felt.

I woke up with a start and nearly fell off the couch. My hand reached up and wiped the sweat from my forehead. The dream was so vivid that I couldn’t shake it. I rarely remembered my dreams but this one was so clear. My feet touched the carpet. I looked around the dark house. The last thing I remembered before the dream was turning off the TV, laying back and staring at the ceiling. My eyes fell upon the front door and it was slightly ajar.

I sat up straighter. I knew the door was closed. Why was it open? I got up and went to it. Quietly, I closed it and locked it with a click. There was a rustle from the kitchen. Was dad home already? Did he come in and forget to lock the door?

I moved silently down the hall to the kitchen. The light was on but it was dim. A figure stood by the counter, head down and heaving. My eyes focused and the shadows parted. Dad had his hands on the counter with his back to me.

“Dad?”

The figure lifted his head and turned it slightly. “Serena, I don’t feel well.”

I rushed to him. He turned to face me. Even in the dim light, his skin was pale and wet. His eyes were wild, darting around but not focusing on me. My hands went to his face and he was cool to the touch.

“Dad, have you been drinking?”

“Uncle Jim is a wild man. We were doing shots, laughing and talking. The bartender seemed to like us. She gave us the house special. It was the foulest drink I ever had but it kicked my ass. Jim ordered another and we downed it. I think it may have been bad. I really don’t feel well.”

My hands went to his shoulders. Muscles tensed at my touch but soon relaxed. “You need to lay down. Come with me.”

The two of us stepped slowly down the hallway. His breathing was heavy and he stumbled a few times. We made it to his bedroom. I tried to ease him into bed but Dad simply collapsed on the firm mattress.

“Seems like you had a good time though,” I gave a half smile.

“The room is spinning. I want to get off the ride please,” He mumbled with his face buried in the quilt.

I couldn’t just let him sleep like that. I put my hands on the side of him and tried to push him onto his back. He was heavy and didn’t budge at first. I tried a second time and he moved with my pushing. He flipped onto his back with his arms out. I began unbuttoning his shirt. I undid one by one. Even in the dim light of bedroom, I could see marks on his chest.

“Did something happen? You have little marks on your chest?” I tried to not sound alarmed.

“No idea. Everything kind of went dark after a while,” Dad said with a bit of a drunken wisp.

I went to his feet and pulled off his shoes. Dad lay exposed with his open shirt. I couldn’t let him sleep in his good clothes. I moved up to his belt and unbuckled it. I glanced up to see his eyes on me. Something primal appeared as I pulled the belt from his pants. I felt a nervous tremble run though me. He eyed me like I was prey. I shrugged it off and undid his pants. Dad was quiet as I undid his zipper and grabbed a pant leg. It took a few heaves but his skinny jeans finally came off. I did the same with his shirt. I tried to not look as dad lay wearing only purple boxer briefs. His body was muscular and strong. The marks on his chest were a little unnerving but other than that his body was immaculate for an older guy.

With one quick motion, I pulled the quilt over his body. Dad’s stare was still on me. I looked back at him but felt myself shy away. I sat on the edge of the bed but kept my eyes on the floor.

“Are you going to be okay?” I said concerned.

Dad was silent as a hand moved and touched my hip. It was a light touch but it was enough to make me shiver. I wish I could say it was a bad touch but it was quite the opposite. Matt was a man after all and as much as I didn’t want to admit to it, there were times we looked at each other not as family. I knew he hadn’t been with a woman since Mom disappeared. I wasn’t foolish enough to think he didn’t have needs. Why was I thinking about this now? Normally, I just shoved those feelings away or laugh at myself. But now he looked at me with some primal hunger.

Matt’s hand touched my thigh and stayed there. I didn’t move. His touch was cool and I suddenly felt hot.

“I’m going to bed, Dad,” I said in a low whisper.

Matt seemed to understand. His eyes flickered away. His hand moved from my thigh and disappeared under the quilt. I stood up and went to the door. I gave one last look at him. His eyes were closed and his breathing a little fast. I closed the door behind me.

Two

The next day was a little weird. First thing in the morning I checked on Dad and he was still asleep. I figured the night must have been harder on him then I thought. I busied myself making breakfast. I brought it into his room and left it on the end table next to his bed. I tried to wake him but he was still fast asleep. I decided that the smell of the food should wake him up soon and left it there. When I checked on him later, the food was cold and he was still sleeping.

I left the house to run some errands. For sure I thought he would be up by the time I got back. But when I checked on him, he was still asleep. I went to my room and sat in front of my easel. I thought I would get some painting done while dad tried to sleep off last night. My brush would hover over the blank canvas but I couldn’t do a single brush stroke. I could feel the worry attacking my thoughts. I soon gave up and went back to the living room. I tried to read a book but ended up reading the same page over and over again.

When an image of my nearly naked father laying on the bed floated through my mind’s eye, I felt a twinge deep inside. I couldn’t get it out of my head. He was so open. I could tell he wanted me but he was being a good man. It was endearing and frustrating at the same time. Would I give myself up to him if he tried a little harder? These thoughts were getting out of control. I had to think of something else, maybe a cold shower would help. I don’t know why this was happening now. Was it his eyes? Was it the way he looked at me? Something changed and I couldn’t put my finger on it.

The evening crept in. Light faded from windows and shadows stretched. I stood up and went to check on my dad for the twentieth time. As soon as my hand was within an inch of the doorway, it opened.

“Oh, hi sweetie,” Matt smiled at me. He was dressed in a black shirt and jeans

My hands reached out and hugged him. He returned the hug and held me tight.

“I was worried about you,” I said into his neck.

“Sorry sweetie. It was kind of a rough night. Didn’t mean to worry you.”

“How do you feel?”

“Good, no, really great actually,” Matt beamed.

We both broke our embrace. Matt led the way to the kitchen. “I’m really hungry though.”

I followed with a smile on my face. My worry melted away and I was happy he was up and about. I sat on a high stool by the counter while Matt went to the refrigerator. He opened the door and rummaged through it.

“So, you and Uncle Jim had a good time?”

“Yea, I think we did. To tell you the truth, it was all kind of a blur. I don’t remember much halfway through the night. I hope I wasn’t some drunken fool when I came home?”

I smiled. “You left the door open and I had to get you into bed. Nothing crazy.”

Matt stood up with a plate of leftovers and a bottle of dark liquid. I didn’t notice that bottle in the fridge before. Matt put the plate and bottle down before me. He unwrapped the plastic wrap and pulled chunks of meat from leftover steak.

“I was wondering why I was almost naked when I woke up. You should have just left me in my clothes,” Matt said as he put a chunk of meat in his mouth.

“I wanted you to be comfortable.”

Matt chewed the meat for a few seconds. His eyes went wide and he spit it out. It happened so fast I jumped a little in surprise.

“Ugh! The meat is bad,” Dad coughed.

Matt’s hand reached out and grabbed the bottle of dark liquid. With one motion, he put it to his lips and drank deep. I stared at his throat as muscles worked to gulp it down. I caught myself lost in the motion. He put the bottle down and relief washed over him.

“What is that?” I asked.

Matt’s eyebrow arched at the bottle. “I think it was a going away present from the club. This is going to sound strange but when I woke up all I wanted to do was drink from it. I even dreamed about it. Weird huh?”

A pulse filled the room. Something hot washed over me as I looked at my father. He seemed to vibrate with an unseen glow. His eyes were wild again as they began to dart around. I found myself shifting uncomfortably in my seat. I could feel a warmth in between my thighs. Was I getting wet?

Matt’s eyes locked on me and again I felt myself turn inward, shying away from him. It felt similar to last night but stronger. Was this the change I felt when I was around him?

“What is that sweet aroma?” Matt said staring at me.

“I…I…”I found myself stuttering, unsure what to say next.

Matt’s eyes searched the room and soon fell on me. “It smells like honey, warm, sweet honey,” His eyes lingered.

I tried to change the subject. “Maybe we should go out for dinner. You can tell me more about last night.”

My father came around the corner. His movements were hulking as he came to stand before me. His eyes stared into mine and I tried to keep my stare. His breathing was even but strong. His hand reached out and fingers brushed my neck.

“It’s coming from you. Why do you smell so good?”

“I…I…don’t know. Maybe my new perfume?” I lied. I wasn’t wearing any. I just wanted to say anything to stop that hungry look in his eye. But was there a part of me wanting him to come closer?

Matt towered over me. He leaned his head down and took a deep inhale through his nose. His eyes fluttered a little and returned to their cobalt blue. I tried to not face him but found myself shifting in my seat. My body rebelled against me and I felt myself grow wetter. I was wearing a short black skirt and tight white shirt with spaghetti straps.

My father ran his fingers along my neck and over my shoulder. He seemed lost in the touch. I wanted to say something to stop him but the words caught in my throat. I stayed silent as his fingers ran the length of my arm to my hand. I gulped and used every bit of willpower to keep from trembling.

“You smell…so…good. Why is that?” Matt’s hand went from my hand to my thigh.

“Dad, I think something is happening to you. You have been different since you came home last night.” My head filled with chaotic heat.

“I do feel different but you smell so pure and tempting. I can feel your heartbeat from here.” Matt’s hand slid up my thigh to the edge of my skirt, fingers just under the edge.

“What’s in that bottle? Why did they give it to you?” I pleaded. He was dangerously close to pushing me over the edge. I could feel my panties were soaking wet.

“I don’t know but I feel like my eyes are open for the first time. I always knew you were sweet but now it feels so overpowering,” Matt said breathlessly.

I tried to shift away. Matt’s hand gently landed on my shoulder, keeping me in place. It was like a match going off inside me. My world exploded into a wet heat. My father could do anything right now and I couldn’t say no.

“Stay still,” Matt commanded.

I did as I was told. The heat coming off his body was like ocean waves hitting the beach, calm gentle waves of warm water in the perfect sun. Matt’s hand slid further up my skirt and between my legs. I let out a shudder as his fingertips touched my soaked panties. He ran them up over my slit and barely grazed my clit. I found my hand on his arm, trying to control his movements. I was breathing heavy and everything was a warm glow. Matt pulled his hand away. I tried to keep him there but he pulled away from me. My father put his fingers to his nose. I could see the shine of my pussy juices on his hand.

Matt took a deep inhale and let the breath out of his mouth. “You smell like a wet dream. I never thought you felt like this for me.”

“Daddy, I…I…” I didn’t want to talk anymore. I wanted my father to take me, force me down and have his way with me.

My lips parted. I leaned forward, wanting his lips on mine. I didn’t care how taboo it was, I needed him on me, in me. Last night, I glanced at the big bulge in his underwear. I knew he was large but I wanted all of it in me. Matt stayed where he was as I moved closer to his lips.

There was a crash. We looked over, down the hallway. The front door swung open and several figures moved into the house. I was on my feet next to my dad as we watched them move toward us. They dressed in black trench coats, boots clinked on the hardwood hallway floor. A blonde-haired man led the way with the group behind them. His features were hawkish with an impish smile completing his look. Behind him was Uncle Jim.

“So, this is Serena. I’ve heard so much about you. Even from here I can taste your innocence,” Grinned the blonde-haired man.

“Jim! Who are these people?” Matt yelled while stepping in front of me.

“They are a travelling vampire clan. They are here looking for a good time,” Uncle Jim leered.

Three

“I want everyone out!” Matt yelled.

The blonde seemed to ignore my dad and centered his eyes on me. “I don’t wish to be rude. My name is Asher. It is a pleasure to meet you Serena.”

“I don’t think you heard me!” Matt growled.

Asher turned his eyes to Matt. “Why would we leave? You invited us here.”

“I did no…” Matt trailed off.

Asher laughed. “I know the blood can be terribly confusing. Please explain it to them James.”

Uncle Jim moved forward, his eyes wild with excitement. “They are here visiting for a few nights before they move on. They promised to turn me and take me with them. They just needed me to prove I can help show them a good time. You agreed to help.”

“What?” Matt said flatly.

Asher raised a hand and closed his eyes. “You tasted our blood last night. You will have vampire abilities and hunger but only for a short time. Once the blood runs its course, you become human again. The way you spoke of sweet Serena last night set us all a buzz. We simply had to meet and partake of this tender morsel.”

“I was drunk last night. No one is partaking of anything!” Matt stared hard.

Asher was quiet for a moment. “Then, you have put yourself in grave danger. A deal was struck. If you will not show us the good time promised, then you, dear Serena and James here will be drained dry. I will not have disobedience. Once one deal is broken then all deals are broken. I ask you one final time to reconsider.”

Matt turned around and grabbed my shoulders. “Serena, I didn’t know this was going to happen. Please forgive me. They manipulated me into this,” His eyes were bright with truth.

I found myself surprisingly calm. I touched his cheek and was lost in his blue eyes for a second. I then let my hand drop and stepped around my father. Asher eyed me, waiting for his answer. Behind him, Uncle Jim’s face had become dark. I figured the gravity of Uncle Jim’s choices didn’t think his friend would really refuse. Five more people stood behind them, three men and two women.

“What was promised?” I asked and stood defiantly.

Asher smiled, showing his fangs. “A taste of your blood and your body. A meal to be shared with everyone.”

“And if I give myself up willingly, what happens afterwards?”

“You and your father will be safe. James will come with us and everyone goes on with their lives. As strange as this may seem, we are here for pleasure and little else.”

I kept my gaze. “Alright, then I will let you partake.”

“Serena no!” Matt reached out.

I put my hand lightly to his chest to keep him at bay. “On one condition.”

“Name it.” Asher said simply.

“I have my father first.”

Asher’s smile widened. “You have a bright flame. I cannot wait to taste you. Done.”

I turned to my father. His eyes were filled with sadness as he looked down on me. “Serena, why?”

“You would do anything to protect me. Now it is my turn to protect you,” My eyes watered.

“I don’t know if I can…I don’t know…” Matt trailed off.

I grabbed the bottle with dark liquid and held it to my dad. “I know you always wanted me. Drink and take me.”

Matt hesitated before taking the bottle from my hand. He drank deeply the dark crimson liquid before putting it down on the counter. His strong arms lifted me up. He walked past the hungry pale faces with me in his arms.

As Matt walked down the short hallway to the living room, his eyes darted back and forth wildly. The blood was taking effect. I could feel his member growing hard against my hip. I ran my hand along his chest and leaned my head against his neck.

In the living room, he set me down. Asher and his vampires followed behind. Uncle Jim stood by the hallway edge with his arms crossed. I was on the carpeted floor, staring up at my father. Asher took a seat on the couch with two female vamps sitting on each side of him. The other males took seats on the floor.

Matt opened his shirt, his eyes on me the entire time. I reached up, undid his belt and pulled down his zipper. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I never thought in a million years this would happen. But when he touched me, it didn’t feel gross or disturbing. We weren’t related by blood but he is my father. He raised me and nurtured me. I could feel his desire and it was only matched by my own. The walls keeping us apart were crumbling and now I needed him more than ever.

Matt pulled down his jeans, his bulge inches from my face. I helped him by grabbing the edge of his boxer briefs and pulling them down. I bit my lip as he flopped out before my eyes. His purple head throbbed inches from my lips. He was thick and veiny as it swung slightly before me. My hand reached out and gently took hold of the shaft. I found myself drenched between my legs. A hungry ache filled me. My other hand pulled up my skirt and I ran fingers along my sopping wet panties. I pressed against my clit just as my lips touched his head. We both let out a sigh. Eyes watched us as his cock slid into my mouth. I circled my clit as his cock inched into me. I ran my tongue along the shaft, the taste of pre-come in my mouth. My father put his hand to the side of my face, caressing me while I tried to fit his fat cock further into my mouth.

“Sweet Serena…yea…keep going,” Dad whispered.

I wanted nothing more than to please him. I took him as far as I could. When I reached the hilt, he let out a deep groan. I slid my head back and forth on his hard spear, pressing hit cock to the roof of my mouth with my tongue. My body was blazing hot as an orgasm started to grow. I rubbed faster and kept the tempo on my father. He moved his hips, increasing his stride. I moaned as he became rock hard in my mouth. I was rubbing faster and faster. I ignored everything else as I sucked my father’s cock. I could feel him bulge and my own orgasm exploded in me. I moaned loudly as I pushed with my hips against my fingers.

Matt moaned and pulled his glistening cock from my mouth. A string of salvia connected from the edge of my lip to his manhood. I made a crying noise because I wanted to taste his come. Instead, he fell to his knees and pushed me down. Powerful hands grabbed at my skirt, lifting it up and tugging at my underwear. I tried to help him get them off but it wasn’t happening fast enough. The sound of ripping fabric filled the room. This only made me breath faster as he ripped at my underwear off and threw it aside.

“Help the father,” Asher said.

A male vampire walked over and grabbed my shirt. I was so sensitive I cried out as he clawed and ripped at my shirt. He was rough and the fabric didn’t hold. In a moment my shirt was torn off of me. I wasn’t wearing a bra as my breasts hung freely with my nipples fully erect.

“Such fine tiny nipples. I bet they taste as good as they look,” Asher said and the other creatures of the night laughed.

I mentally pushed away all of them and focused on my father. He was on his knees with his very impressive rod before me. A had a moment of worry. I hadn’t been with a man in a long time. I was very tight and I wasn’t sure I could take all of him. Dad looked down on me and lowered himself over me. My hands went up but he grabbed me and held my arms against the floor. I squirmed as his cock pressed against my dripping womanhood.

“I dreamed of taking you for so long. I will take you how I want to take you.”

I was breathing fast as his cock head touched my quivering lips.

“Daddy! Daddy! I think your too big…” I let out a soulful moan.

Dad’s large head spread my lips aside. My senses exploded from bliss. My hungry lips gushed all over his cock, letting him slip in inch by inch. I squirmed and moaned as he held me down. I could do nothing but take his manhood. I cried out on how good it felt. As he slowly filled me, the ache in me lessened and waves of pleasure pulsed. He pushed my inner walls to their limit and I was helpless to stop him. My eyes rolled up as he pushed all the way to the hilt. I made wet noises as he moved in and out of me slowly.

“Now that is the music I like to hear,” Asher said in a heated whisper.

The female vamps started to undress, their bodies pale and toned. Once they were naked, they started to undress their master. Asher barely moved as they unbutton black clothes and pulled it from him. The men to the side began to undress as well.

But for right now, all of them were lost in the fog. My father looked into my eyes while I stared back at his. He pushed his cock back and forth while I squeezed him with each stroke. I could feel him getting bigger in me. He let go of my arms and I immediately reached up took hold of his back. I pressed my chest to his, my sensitive nipples against his smooth skin. Another orgasm began to build. I clamped my legs around his tight ass. I rocked my body onto him as he pushed into me. The sound of our union filled the room with heat and wet sounds.

“I…I can’t hold back,” My father whispered as he drilled me deep.

“Come in me, daddy. Fill me with your come!”

Dad’s cock bulged in my tight valley. I let out a scream as the world exploded. He fucked me harder and faster. Then, he let out a deep grunt. I orgasmed as jets of hot come shot into my tight gash. I squeezed him as hard as I could, not wanting to let go as spurts of come filled me up. Dad couldn’t stop as he grunted and pushed into me. I cried out as another orgasm blasted my senses.

“My Serena,” My father said as he looked at me, slowly pushing his fat cock in me.

I was barely coming down from the height of bliss when someone shoved my father off of me. I was picked up and placed on my knees before Asher. He sat there like a high lord, naked and a female vamp stroking his cock.

“A deal is a deal,” Asher said.

I was so lost in bliss that I leaned forward. The female vamp had her hand wrapped around his impressive cock. She pointed the head to me. I knelt down and ran my lips over his head. Asher was silent as I tasted his member. The voluptuous red headed vamp stroked his cock while I sucked on his head. Soon there were hands all over my body. Their touch was intoxicating. Hands fondled my firm tits and round ass. Bodies closed in and I could feel I was warming them up.

“I want her tight hole,” said one voice.

“I want to drink her sweetness,” said another.

I took several more inches of Asher into my mouth. He was as long and thick as my dad. I could feel his blood humming under the skin as he grew thicker in my mouth.

“You all may only taste. Do not drain,” Asher commanded.

I felt hands pull my thighs aside. As I sucked, a cock slid into my dripping pussy. I moaned as hips pushed into my ass. I could feel myself bounce with each and every thrust. A black-haired vampire nestled her head next to mine. Asher’s cock slipped out of my mouth with a wet pop. The black-haired woman ran her tongue along the shaft. I took her lead and ran my tongue next to hers. The master seemed to approve as he watched us slurp and lick his shaft. The red head pumped the base, leaving us plenty of room to swirl our tongues around his shaft and head.

The air in the room was thick. The red head was hoisted onto her knees. She still held onto Asher’s cock. I glanced over to see my father pushing his cock into her thick ass. His eyes were on me as he fucked the redhead. She in turn looked to Asher with a questionable look.

“Please him. Please everyone,” Asher said with authority.

The red head’s expression softened as pleasure took over. The sound of skin on skin could be heard everywhere. A vampire behind me pushed into me deeply. His lips touched my back, teeth grazing my skin.

“When I come, then you may taste,” Asher commanded.

His cock was hard against my lips. The one behind me pushed harder and harder into my wet hole. I felt his cock bulge. I moaned as he filled me with molten hot come. I squeezed and he whimpered in response. His cock slipped out and another pushed into me. It happened so fast that I had to pull Asher’s cock from my mouth and gasp.

I looked over and my father was punishing the red head. Her eyes rolled into her head. She no longer held Asher’s cock. Instead, she held onto the couch for dear life as my father rammed her over and over again. Her moans were loud. Despite all the pleasure running through me, I wanted him back inside of me.

“Drink deep sweet one,” Asher said gazing at me.

The master vampire stuffed his cock back in my mouth. He moved his hips slightly as he forced his way deep down my throat. The black-haired vamp fondled my nipples, smiling evilly. An orgasm rushed to the surface. I moaned and Asher’s cock exploded in my mouth. Hot jets of come filled my throat. I gulped it down while still sliding on his cock. The amount was obscene. He pumped another stream of come into my mouth. I tried to pull away but the black-haired vampire grabbed my hair and kept me in place.

“Take every last drop,” Asher said while leaning his head up in bliss.

New sensations filled me like a super nova. His come slipped down my throat and into my belly. My eyes went wide and the world opened up. It was like I left my body. I could feel and see everything. The vampire behind me pushed into me with every inch. I could sense he was ready to explode but was waiting. When Asher let out barely a moan, the vampire behind me nicked my skin with his fangs. A thin rivulet of blood started to flow. His tongue reached out and tasted it. His cock spread me open and come burst forth. Streams of come filled my tight womanhood. I pushed and squeezed, wanting more and more.

I began to understand what was happening. The blood my dad drank opened your mind and body. Asher’s come must have done the same. I felt stronger and hungrier. I thought I would pass out from so many intoxicating sensations but instead, I wanted more and more.

I sucked on Asher’s cock for more of his come. I didn’t want the fountain to end. I could feel myself creaming. I was yanked away from Asher’s beautiful cock and thrown on the ground. It was so strong that it felt like nothing. One of male vampires was on top of me. I spread my legs wide and he pushed hard into me. I moaned with eyes wide. Another male knelt down over my face. His cock swung over my lips. I reached up and took him into my mouth. Cocks slid in and out of me nearly in rhythm. The vampire between my legs held me wide open to accommodate his manhood. I could see more than my eyes could tell. The black-haired vamp put her face to my pussy. As the male pounded me, her tongue reached out and licked my clit. I tried to move but they all forced me down, fucking me like I was theirs.

I could see the voluptuous red head cry out as my father rammed her red-haired pussy. His cock exploded in her. I could see the come drip from her red-haired gash. My father slipped out of her and stalked over to us. The frenzy had gripped everyone. Our bodies cried out to come over and over again.

I came and so did the male vamp between my legs. He pulled out his cock and sprayed come all over my stomach. The black-haired vamp pushed him aside and buried her face between my thighs. Her tongue was like magic as it swirled and slipped over my clit. A second later I orgasmed and then I orgasmed again. My father spread the black-haired vampire’s round ass and plunged her dripping pussy. She cried out. Her fangs dropped and she nicked my pussy lips. The rush caused me to orgasm again. Her lips greedily licked at my pussy juices and blood. My hips bucked and I did something I never knew I could do. A door opened inside me and my body shuddered. I squirted into her thin face. Pussy squirt drenched her face but she didn’t stop. I could feel ropes of pleasure wrap around her broken soul. At that point she felt whole and climaxed.

The black-haired vamp shot up while my father fucked her. Her eyes wide with pure bliss as he rode her. He then shoved her face back into my sopping wet pussy. The cock in my mouth stiffened and come filled my mouth again. My senses opened wider and a chain of orgasms rushed through me in rapid succession. The red head was lazily sucking Asher’s cock as he stared at me.

The cock pulled from my lips. I gasped for air. I was covered in juices and I wanted more. My dad grunted and come erupted in the dark-haired vamp’s pussy. Asher snapped his fingers. The red head pulled away and everyone stopped.

“It’s my turn to taste her,” Asher said.

Hands roughly grabbed me. I was lost in a sea of pleasure as they lifted me up. Asher sat with is cock standing straight up. My legs were opened, come dripping down my body and a stream from my abused gash. I was lowered on the master vampire’s cock. He filled me up as I wiggled down to take all of him. I sensed my father behind me. I wanted him anyway I could have him. He seemed to understand as he pressed his hard cock in between my ass cheeks. I never had anyone in there. Normally I would be unnerved but now I wanted every inch of him in me. I moaned as Asher’s cock filled my hole. My father spread my ass cheeks and put the head of his cock to my pucker. His cock was dripping from come and fluids. I tried to relax as he pushed and then pushed harder. I screamed as the first inch pushed in and then another. I fell forward onto Asher. Both of them filled me with a blazing heat. Asher gently touched my nipples. I moved only inches on their thick cocks. The pleasure was indescribable.

Behind Asher, Uncle Jim was by the couch. His cock out and hard, “I always wanted to stuff that mouth of yours.”

He grabbed my head and slid into my waiting mouth. I felt complete as I was filled. I sucked and squirmed on them. Asher put his mouth to my neck. Sharp canine teeth slid down into my wet flesh. Blood flowed as all three men fucked me. Time stood still and I was lost to the void. Life was the sweetest fruit I tasted. Uncle Jim must have been really turned on because he came, filling my mouth with his salty come. Asher grunted, his cock bulging in me. I thrust harder on the master vampire’s cock and my father’s. My ass glowed from the pounding he was giving me. I didn’t think a man could have that much come. Our hearts touched beyond our bodies and I understood that he wanted me and only me.

Asher raised his bloody lips from my neck and let out a deep moan. His cock erupted with more come. I tightened my pussy but a hint of sadness stabbed at me as he dripped out. My father increased the tempo. Then his body stiffened. His cock expanded in my ass and we both screamed in bliss as jets of come exploded in me.

“I don’t want this to end. I never want it to end,” I whispered.

“It won’t end yet. We still have the whole night,” Asher smiled.

I bit my lip as my father grew hard again in my ass. He kissed my neck as I cried out to the sounds of skin on skin and rivers of flowing paradise.

 

Four

I woke to the sun streaming in the windows. My mind instantly reeled as I sat up looking for the blood sucking monsters. I took in my surroundings. The room was empty. I checked my body. I had little marks here and there but they were mostly healed over. I tried to move and found it easy enough. I had no pain or soreness.

I stood up naked. My body was covered in sweat, come and dried blood. I was very quiet as I listened for any noise. The upstairs shower was running. I walked to the staircase and made my way up.

The bathroom door was ajar and steam poured out. I went to it and opened it slowly.

“Daddy?” I said with a quiver in my voice.

Through the smoke, I could see the faint outline of someone in the shower. A head poked out and relief washed over me.

“Good morning Sweetie. How do you feel?”

“Dirty,” I said breaking into a smile.

“Room in the shower for one more,” Matt smiled.

Without hesitation, I pulled the curtain aside and stepped in. There he was, my father, soaping himself up and a beaming smile on his face. I stepped close so the shower water washed over me. His eyes fell to my body and hands touched my waist.

“Daddy..I ..I don’t know what to say about last night,” I said lowering my head.

His strong arms circled me and hugged me close. “I know it was a strange night last night but they did keep their word. When I woke, they were gone.”

I sighed. “Not that. I mean about my feelings for you.”

Matt was silent for a moment as water rained down on us. “We have always loved each other. But I understand if you don’t want to explore that love together.”

I looked up at him with bright eyes. “Oh no, I want it, I want you,” I said simply.

I felt something touch me between my legs. I looked down to see my father getting harder. I reached down and guided him to my slit. I rubbed his head against my line.

“Many won’t understand what we have. They will even understand less about the vampire orgy last night,” Matt gave a strained smirk.

“I’m fine with it being our secret. But what happens next?”

“We live our lives, maybe just a little closer.”

I put my arms around his neck. Water sprayed over our bodies as I lifted myself up, legs curling around his waist. Dad’s strong hands grabbed my ample ass, lifting me up. He forced my body onto his now rock-hard member. Despite last night, I felt tight as ever. He grunted as he spread me apart with his spear. I helped to slide all the way down his hilt. With an open mouth, I leaned in and kissed him. Our bodies moved and undulated to our rhythms.

The bathroom fogged up, clouding everything but our thoughts and desires. Dad pushed me against the tile wall. I bit my lip as inches pushed into my tight pussy. I was lost not only in bliss but in the thoughts that we could have this and enjoy it for the rest of our days.

THE END