101 EROTICA STORIES

by Green, Vallen

  On the other hand, Doreen expected this to happen. What she felt inside her was a series of hot fluid occupying her insides like a tidal wave. It was so intense that it gave her a pinch of pleasure, though not enough to send her to orgasm. But she has to act in order to commence with her antics.

  “OH BRUCEY BABY THAT IS FUCKING DELICIOUS! I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME EVERYDAY. YOUR CUM IS SO HOOOOOT!”

  Bruce was pretty convinced with this and even dug deeper inside Doreen’s pussy. But by the time his ass was already tired of stretching, he returned it to rest.

  After that round of fuckathon, Doreen stood up to clean her defiled body. While doing so, some sperm Bruce had cast inside her dripped on the sheets then eventually to the floor. But they did not care. Doreen went inside the comfort room to fix herself.

  Bruce was breathing hard and at times, his body would shake because of extreme pleasure. By the time Doreen exited the restroom, she was once again holding her belt and started to hack him again. Bruce just gave in. Anyways, he knew that he was getting another round after that and his body is too painful to feel another pain from coming. It was perfectly fine for him.

  After their hot and steamy sex, Bruce and Doreen just laid down on the bed. The latter only released the former when she was sure that her sexual urge was completely satisfied.

  “You were so wild,” said Bruce, who felt rejuvenated because of fucking Doreen’s pussy.

  “Am I? Hahaha. I was just being curious and tried out something new. Usual sex is too mainstream and I believe that humans should be radical. Did you enjoy it by the way?”

  Bruce replied surely as he said, “Of course. I have to admit it. Even though your lashes were extremely painful, the feeling was the best.”

  “Well, that’s good to hear. Sorry about those lashes. I think I’ve gone a little too much.”

  “No. It’s fine. I liked it so it’s just alright.”

  A momentary dead air filled the room after that conversation. Bruce was just staring at the ceiling as Doreen watched the news. The news’ headline was a rumored vampire who was reported to be seen around Bridgettesville. Doreen gave no shit about that topic and decided it was a waste of time to even open it up with Bruce.

  When the deafening silence was already too much, Doreen gave the first word:

  “You almost killed me back there. You really are a good prankster. Even on the road leading here, you just ran too---“

  “What road are you talking about?” asked Bruce, who genuinely seemed bewildered.

  “The road. You ran in front of my car right?” replied Doreen.

  “Hey, I did no shit. Like, seriously.”

  Doreen’s fear once again resurfaced.

  If that thing was not Bruce, then who the fuck was it? My imagination? But it was too real.

  After her realization, Doreen just gave in and decided to give Bruce a chance to fuck her once again without any pain.

  Little do Bruce and Doreen know, there was something in the trees watching their activity.

  *****

  Hours ago in Bridgetesville…

  An old truck was roaming around the town. No resident recognized the truck because it was seemingly an unfamiliar one. It has the sound of an unmaintained engine to it, more like a bigfoot in terms of audibility. Everyone was irritated because of this. The man driving it was irritated as well but he had no choice. It was the only vehicle he managed to drop by at the outskirts leading to the town.

  He even was almost hit by an old Cadillac driven by a hot chick when he chased after the truck.

  It was at the dark of the night while the truck was roaming around Bridgettesville. The driver inside it does not know where to go. All he wanted was to find somewhere to live before sunrise, and then meal-finding would come thereafter.

  Every place he went was already occupied. It was about nine at night so he had a couple of hours to kill. And just in case he fails to find one, a motel would surely do. But it’s quite risky. It offered no privacy because any chambermaid could come and peep anytime. He can’t trust anyone when it comes to his life.

  Little did he expect, hunger came a lot earlier. His tummy was now grumbling and caused him to feel weak. It was his specie’s fault. He can’t control hunger not because he wants to, he can’t control hunger because it is his character – a purely natural one dictated by destiny. So driving a lot faster that time, he quickly searched for a meal to restore the imbalance that bothers him.

  After a few minutes of quick-searching, there was something that heightened his sensitive senses. A small boy was walking at the pavement a block away. He can see it with his falcon eyes. Stepping at the gas a little harder, the man pursued his meal. He was about a meter away from the boy when the door at the house behind the latter opened. It seems to be the boy’s father.

  The man grew irritated with this. He knew that causing a commotion would do him no good that time. His latest victim, the owner of the truck he’s driving, was reported to be lost and it would surely spread like forest fire in the news. He heard it in the radio so it has probably reached the television. He decided to drive further.

  An hour dropped and still, his stomach was empty. He thought why the residents were too disciplined. While he was contemplating, his fingernails grew longer.

  He knew that there was no time to waste. His mind was also beginning to blacken out and his ultimate fear was to transform, where reason gets overshadowed by extreme aggression. He was shocked to learn that his nose flattened out and his eyes were turning red when he viewed the rear-view mirror.

  The man opened the truck door and ran away. He knew that his natural speed would be more efficient to land a meal. Everything was falling all around because of the dim lights that flashed before him. He should eat by now.

  In the middle of his stealthy run, he heard a wild bark.

  It was a huge great dane.

  The man, without second thought, jumped at the dog and ran at his ridiculously fast speed. He brought the poor dog at an alley behind the town hall. There, he drank the dog’s blood dry.

  After eating, he noticed his mind turn a little more lucid and the sharp fingernails were gone. It gave him about an hour of being in a normal state before transforming again. He realized the truck was too slow and distracting and that walking was the better option.

  The man started to walk around the town. It proved to be a better choice because his blind trip gave him several more dogs to feast upon. Dog blood is not as satisfying as human blood, but it offers a good substitute especially when time if of the essence.

  A long period of walking landed him in a new residential area. It was as silent as the places he visited but there was a faint sound far away, coupled with a scent that he seemed to have encountered hours ago. He hid behind a tree and waited for the sound approaching.

  It was the old Cadillac driven by that beautiful lady.

  He knew that the girl would make a beautiful meal and fuck partner. He planned to drink half of the girl’s blood to make her weak and thereafter do the fucking. It was as easy as one two three and a textbook method of fucking for years.

  The girl stepped down the car. This hinted the man to prepare for a one-burst flight. It would take about a second to fly to the place. All he wanted was to capture that perfect moment to catch his meal without noise.

  “Okay, this is it,” he whispered. It was the first time words came out from his mouth that night.

  When he was about to fly towards the girl, another figure distracted him. A tall and broad man dressed in black. It also entered the same house but this time, at the back part. The man wondered because it seems to be hiding from the girl. Before he set his eyes back to his prospect, the latter was already gone.

  “Fuck this. She went inside.”

  The man flew up the ceiling to know what was going on. He heard the girl’s heartbeat. She must be scared, he said to himself. Though he was not seeing the girl inside, he was nonetheless feeling it. He, thereafter, felt the
girl walked and after another set of minutes, screamed.

  At that instant, the man knew that the second figure was a villain having malicious intent over the girl. This fueled his anger and willed to go after the man if ever he comes out. But he can’t enter the house because of obvious reasons so it caused him to feel helpless.

  The brief moment of rage changed to confusion because the people inside seemed to know each other. They were now speaking. After that, the sound that emanated from the ceiling were now kisses, very different from the struggling.

  The man followed every motion inside the house. It grew louder when the pair already arrived upstairs. There was a window on the room where the sound comes from so the man flew and hid at the tree overlooking it. There, he became witness to the dehumanizing activity that occurred inside.

  The glow of the moon provided him proper illumination to view the entire activity. While doing so, the man had an erection and felt the need to be in the same position. But he can’t. He just looked through the glass that did not give him his own look. Yes, he does not have any reflection.

  After hours of fucking, the partners were speaking with one another. It was sort of a post-coital conversation he felt when he was a human years and years ago. The man hardly noticed that dawn was fast approaching. He panicked and looked for a place to transfer. There was a dirty gap under a small bridge leading to an old shack at the place he passed by a while ago. The place offered no trace of excessive inhabitation and scent, so he resolved that the place must be feared. Without any time to waste, he flew towards it.

  At the exact moment that the first beams of the sun blessed the ground with its warmth, the man was already under the bridge, filthy because of numerous wastes covering his body but comfortable enough to know that he survived to live yet another day. Yes, he is not a man.

  He is a vampire that seeks to bring darkness in the town of Bridgettesville and his first target was already marked.

  *****

  Doreen woke up that morning with Bruce still beside her. She felt quite uncomfortable because her pussy was dried and all sticky. Deciding to wash herself before going down to prepare breakfast, she rose up the bed and saw Bruce’s entire body. Her boyfriend’s penis was also dried up with cum. The look gave enough impression that it was beat up and tired.

  She entered the restroom and stared at herself at the mirror. Her reflection was staring back at her and it was scary. The figure before her that came from another dimension was naked and beautiful. But yet, there was emptiness behind the eyes of that wonderful façade.

  Is this what I want for my life? Hurt others and gain gratification from it? I can’t understand myself. Where did I go wrong? If I’m in school, I tend to bully others. But now in my sex life, another level of interaction, the same temperament subsists. What the fuck is wrong with me? I never wanted to hurt people around me but it’s like hunger that needs to be satisfied.

  Am I crazy?

  Doreen had to accept it because it was her nature. It was hard but she had no choice.

  She walked down to prepare breakfast.

  When Bruce woke up from a deep slumber, he just wrapped himself with a robe, went down, and saw Doreen already dressed up and prepared breakfast.

  “Hey,” he said.

  “Hello Brucey.”

  “So you decided to call me Brucey after all,” Bruce grinned.

  “That was fun.”

  Bruce felt weird upon hearing that word. In all honesty, he only felt fun during the fucking times and not the painful ones. He was lucky to have fucked with someone who lingers in the minds of several of his friends. He’s dying to tell them that he managed to pull a big one off.

  Morning went by so fast as they finished eating their breakfast. They had a quickie after eating and as usual, it was Doreen who dominated. She pushed Bruce on the couch and threatened him not to move. Then she just continued to impress with her magical fuck skill.

  The fuckathon lasted for about an hour. Their respective cums were just recovering from a pretty long trip that night, so the grinding motion was not as fast. But it provided a pretty good run because no one had to worry about premature ejaculation.

  After they fucked, they took a bath together, only to find themselves defiling the water on the tub.

  ****

  Doreen was once again driving. She was now headed home this time. The place where she lives in was only fifteen minutes away from Bruce’s so it was just a quick drive. She turned on her therapeutic noise to relax her aggressive mind.

  At last, I’m coming home. Spring break officially starts this moment! I’m looking forward to play football and basketball! My homies are waiting for me right now.

  That anticipation was truly a favorable one as Doreen saw her friends outside waiting for her. They were about eight – four boys and four girls. She had no more time to park properly because the happiness was at its peak. She stopped the car in front of their garage and jumped outside, where her childhood friends were waiting. They all hugged Doreen the moment she stepped out. After a moment of catching up with each other’s lives, the friends questioned the new comer.

  “Hey, where were you last night?” said a muscular man.

  Doreen replied, “I just got caught up with a last minute packing and decided to go home late instead of driving tired.”

  “Okay,” said another man. “So where are we at now? We pretty much missed you so you better make up for it!”

  “Of course I will guys. Just let me rest this day. Tonight, we’re gonna paint the town red.”

  Doreen was yet to inform them that she was already dating Bruce. Bruce has always been the bad guy so she was scared to let them meet him. She’s just acting as if he and Bruce are just acquaintances in a university.

  Her friends finally left her to have a rest.

  *****

  That night, she was originally slated to visit Bruce’s place. But her friends were so much irresistible. She was not able to see them for several moths now so the longing is there. Lucky her, Bruce gave his genuine yes and said that fucking could always wait.

  They were in a bar enjoying themselves. Drinks, dancing, laughing, screaming, and craziness were the stuff that night. There were several guys who pursued Doreen one way or another during that time. There was a guy who stuck his penis on Doreen’s ass while free dancing, some outrightly asked for her number, and the more discreet ones started things out with a simple conversation. But to all their dissatisfactions, Doreen just gave a big no. They were just lucky enough that she was feeling light that night because if it were otherwise, a big explosion would have happened because Doreen did not like those kinds of shits.

  Doreen was dancing on her hanging white tank tops and tight jeans when an attractive guy drew her eyes.

  The guy was about six foot three. His face was square shaped and his body was lean, yet muscular. He really had an air of a super model-cum-porn star, unlike Bruce’s physique which was pretty much like a professional wrestler. But there was something that predominated those positive traits and that was the guy’s submissive-like appearance. Doreen just stared at the guy and to her delight, the stare was returned back to her.

  Suddenly, the guy stood up and seemed to approach Doreen. The latter felt pretty uncomfortable because the first man she found attractive quickly responded. After a while, the guy was already in front of her.

  “Hmmm… Hello,” said the guy.

  Doreen just smiled shyly.

  “You from around here miss?”

  Doreen replied, “Yes, I’m from here. You look like a new guy. Vacation?”

  “No. I just wanted to visit a cousin.”

  They were both shouting at each other’s ears while conversing because the bar was extremely noisy. Doreen’s friends were scattered around – two were fucking at the comfort room while two were outside, at the alley, doing the same thing, and the other one was seated guarding their things - so she was pretty much free that moment.

  “O
h I see, are you enjoying the night?”

  “Pretty much. Look, I have a problem.”

  Doreen wondered and asked, “Why?”

  “My cousin was also on a vacation. I just arrived this night and I can’t find anywhere to rest. My cousin called and he said that they would be away for a week so I’m finding a place to stay.”