Gabriella had short bobbed black hair, with high cheekbones and a sultry long neck. She decided to hit the club alone, she was so tired of her friends not being able to go out with her. She found a nice black super tight skirt and put it on.
“Fuck wearing any panties, or a bra for that matter. I’m fucking desperate as fuck,” she murmured to herself as she got dressed. The dress glided over her pale white skin, caressing her curves. If she didn’t get laid tonight there was no hope she ever would. Gabriella knew she was hot, and she needed some nice hard cock.
Gabriella arrived at the club, techno music vibrated the walls and floor as people danced to the rhythms. She was already getting a few looks from a few guys, and even girls. She slowly walked up to the bar, and the bartender cocked an eyebrow at her, looking right at her cleavage.
“Can I help you miss?”
She ordered a domestic beer, and started scoping the crowd. She sat on the barstool and realized her pussy was in view of everyone since she wasn’t wearing panties, so she crossed her legs. A few guys noticed her, as if they could smell her scent across the room. A tall man with dark hair walked towards her.
“Hey, I’m going to be upfront with you – you gave the crowd a nice show.”
Gabriella laughed, then looked into his eyes, “well I hope the show was worthwhile.”
The man blushed, “Yeah, you’ve got half the guys out there hard.”
“What about you? You limp?” She asked biting her lip
“No, I’m hard as fuck,” he said pressing his hard dick against her.
“Now now, looks like you have a bit of a situation that needs to be remedied. How do you think we should take care of this?” Gabriella was smiling. Her eyes twinkled as they met his.
“Parking lot? I’ve got an SUV with tinted windows, I’ll fuck you really good,” he was practically begging her.
She felt his cock pulsating through his pants and gently stroked it with her hand.
“Nice and big,” she said getting up from the barstool and kissing him, leaving a smudge of lipstick on his lips, “take me to your love chariot, own this pussy.”
The dude could hardly walk. She put her arm in his and they walked outside of the club to his SUV.
He unlocked it, “um, I didn’t bring condoms tonight I totally wasn’t expecting this to happen.”
“I don’t like latex,” Gabriella kissed the man’s neck and he felt her breasts pushing against him. He unlocked his SUV with his remote and they both hopped in the backseat. Gabriella pushed the man down and unzipped his pants, she pulled his pants down with ease as her mouth wrapped hungrily around his dick. Her hands started tugging at his hard cock as her mouth sucked, licked and twisted.
She could feel the guy was already going to nut, so she stopped sucking on him and started kissing his body slowly, working her way up to his lips. She hiked up her dress as their lips met. His cock pulsated as he could feel her wetness dripping down on him as he kissed her. She gently guided him inside. The man grabbed her breasts, pulled down her top revealing her perfect tits.
Gabriella pushed down on the man’s cock, she wanted all of him inside her.
“Yeah, fuck me,” she moaned as she rode him, “fuck this little slut’s pussy good baby.”
Wet juices dripped down his cock as his precum mixed with her juices. His hips thrust up as her pussy swallowed his cock. He could feel her sharp fingernails digging into his chest as she bucked up and down back and forth on him.
“Oh yeah, give me that cum!” She screamed, leaning down, gently biting his lip, tasting his saliva.
The man grabbed her soft round pale ass, clenching it and she felt his cock starting to pulsate.
“Yessss,” she moaned.
“I’m cumming…” he could barely talk. His cock throbbed, ejaculating cum deep in her. She pushed down on his cock deeper; pushing it as far as it could go inside her as she felt the warm glow of his eruption.
Gabriella screamed with pleasure, his warm hot cum in her was ecstasy. She kept riding him as he came, she could feel his cum dripping out of her as his cock throbbed, slowly getting more limp. She kissed his neck slowly, her tongue tasted his warm flesh. She lightly nipped his neck with her teeth.
“Oh, no hickies ok baby?” He told her, but she was in another world. She licked and sucked on his neck, but it felt so good to him. He could feel her tongue licking into his neck as she bit softly. His cock slowly retracted from her pussy, and she kept sucking and licking his neck.
“I mean, whatever you want to do is good too, you just let me cum in you and I just met you… so it’s all good,” he said as her hand grabbed a handful of his hair, her lips on his neck like a vacuum.
She moaned and he began to feel a little dizzy, she kept sucking and he felt as if he was being consumed… yet it felt so perfect, time stopped for him and he was enchanted. She stopped sucking his neck and kissed him on the lips. Her face was caked with blood, his blood. She looked into his eyes and he couldn’t panic, all he felt was peace, he felt loved. He didn’t care that his blood was spraying all over the car with each beat of his heart. He didn’t care that this woman was licking the blood from his neck. She smiled at him, showing gleaming white fangs. The last thing he ever saw was her open mouth moving towards his neck again.
“I love you,” he gurgled.
Every time Gabriella had to drink blood, she really never had a plan on what to do with the body when she drained it. Sometimes she’d think of creating another like her, and let the vampiric infection take hold – but in a lot of ways she enjoyed the freedom of feeding off of anyone she wanted. She loved mounting mortal men and feeling their seed trying to find its way to create life as she took a life.
She ripped a peace of the man’s shirt off and cleaned the blood from her face and tossed it on him. She looked around his car, it was a nice car but she made a mess of it. She just wanted to see his dying face as his blood sprayed out of his neck. She always loved to watch the last seconds of life, the final exit from this reality. Maybe she felt love for the people she drank, or maybe it was some sick fetish of hers that had psychological roots from when she was mortal. She shook her head and frowned. She could barely remember when she was mortal, it was so long ago.
Gabriella stepped out of the man’s car, leaving his limp body slumped in the back seat. His pants were still down, cum dripped from his limp cock onto the seat.
She felt a little bad for him, but she was hungry. She wouldn’t have to do this for another couple of months. She could feel his cum trickle down her leg as she shut the car door. Gabriella walked off into the night.
