Vampire Story - Part 2 - The Night

 After that strange encounter at the club, you talked with your friends the next day.

"He had Icy Blue eyes, and he smelled like tobacco, wine, and some kind of incense."

“I never saw you with anyone.” “The club was dark. How could you see his eyes?” “You smelled him? When you say tobacco, do you mean like cigarette smoke? It’s a smoke free club.” “Maybe you dreamed it.” “Maybe someone slipped you something in your drink, and that is why you felt sick and woozy?”

As your friends are telling you what they think, you try to picture him in your mind.  His image fades and slips from your mind like smoke drifting away.

"Yea, maybe someone tried to slip something into our drinks and they only got mine. We kept turning guys away, so maybe we all lucked out." You state. "You are sure you didn’t see me leave the club and then come back, last night?" you ask again.

“Girl, do you think we would let you get away from us in a crowed club?”

"No, we agreed when we went out, “No one goes alone. No guys that we don’t know.” Our version of “All for One, and One for All”."

As the week goes on, from time to time you think you see his piercing ice blue eyes as you walk down the street, while shopping, or even in traffic. But every time you get a clearer look, he isn’t there. You begin to think that you dreamed it all.

The only reason that you think it really happened is when you look at your right breast, there is a small healing mark below and along the vein.

Some nights you dream of him. The dreams are always erotic.  Sometimes he is licking your pussy, or your nipples. Sometimes you feel his thick cock going in and out.  You wake up, alone.  There are no new marks on your body, and no evidence of anyone in your room.  Just the image of his eyes and his voice telling you “I will see you soon again.”

 A couple of weeks go by.  The dreams are getting more intense, but the daylight glimpses of him are less and less. 

You are lying on your bed, the room is dark, and you realize your bedroom window is open. There is someone here.

You open your eyes, you see the man with pale skin, and piercing eyes.

He silently moves next to you, and you feel his cold hand on your skin.

"You are so lovely. Maybe instead of just feeding off of you, maybe I will turn you and have you join me instead." you hear his smooth voice say.

“But tonight, I will just feed.” you hear him whisper in your ear. 

He kisses your neck and his lips are soft and cool, like in your dreams.

You feel a cool hand on your breast, under your night gown, slowly caressing your smooth warm skin. His fingers softly rub and pinch your nipple.

Your heart is pounding harder, you blood is flowing faster, and your breathing increases a bit as you feel his other hand between your legs.

"Yes, just like last time." You think to yourself.

“Yes, just like last time.” The voice in your head answers.

You feel his cool fingers rubbing your pussy lips as his lips are working their way down your chest. 

You put your hands in his hair.  It feels thick and full as you grasp it.

He pulls your breasts free from your nightgown, and you feel his lips continue moving down your left breast. His cool fingers slide your panties to the side and slowly rub your pussy lips.

“You want to cum for me.” His voice whispers in your head as you feel his tongue slowly licking around your left nipple.  It feels cool and smooth, and your nipple hardens.

"Yes, I want to cum for you." You think and moan.

His fingers slowly work in and out of your damp pussy. 

His fingers warm up as they slowly slide in, twisting and thrusting.

You feel his mouth clamp on your nipple.  He sucks your nipple firmly.

Your heart is beating faster.

“Yes, feel the pleasure.” He says in your head.

His thumb rubs your clit as his fingers work deeper and faster.

You pull his hair, moaning in pleasure.

His mouth moves near your nipple and you feel a bite along your vein.

He sucks your blood, as he fingers your pussy faster and harder.

You feel the pleasure build in you again. You pull his hair in pleasure.

He drinks deeper still, as you tighten your thighs around his hand.

Your pussy pulsing around his fingers as you cum.

"Just like in my dreams." You think.

You didn’t notice how hard you were breathing, as you try to slow it.

You unclench your thighs and he withdraws his fingers which feel warm and wet.

Releasing his hair, you look at him as his head raises from your chest.

There is a small trickle of red on his lips and there is an emptiness you feel within you.

You feel a mixture of fear and pleasure.

"Who are you?  Are you really a vampire?" you ask aloud.

His voice fills your mind “You already know who I am and what I am.”

He stands tall and steps back.

“Would you like to be like me?” he asks aloud.

You hesitate for a moment, trying to gather your thoughts.

“No. It is too soon. I will visit you again.  I think you want this life, but you need to fully understand it first.  I will be back in a few weeks to feed again.”

And with that he is gone. 

You climb out of the bed, look out the window and see a shadowy figure calmly walking away. 

"I should chase him." You think.

“No, you should rest and sleep.” His voice answers in your head. “I will return as I said.”

Getting up, you walk to the bathroom.

You turn on the light and look in the mirror. You lift your nightgown and check your breasts. There is a healed mark on the right one, and now there is a fresh small mark on the left one.  You rub some alcohol on it to make sure it is clean, then apply a small bandage.

"My friends won’t believe this. How do I explain it? Should I report it to the police as an assault?" your mind thinks as you look in the mirror.  "This can’t be real." You say aloud.

“But it is.” A voice answers in your head.

“Sleep my love.  You will feel less confused in the morning.”

You wash your face. As you dry it with a towel, you think, ‘I need sleep.’

Turning off the lights, you walk back in to the bedroom, close the window, and lie back down. You close your eyes and see his icy blue eyes and hear. “Sleep and dream, my love.” "Yes, my love" you think as you drift off to sleep.