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For my readers Many of you wanted to see one of my fiction stories. Here's one that's going in to the publisher next week to be put with a bunch of simular stories by other authors. You friends will see it first. Nothing in my contract says I can't do this. So, enjoy. I hope you like it.It is fiction. The Bloodless Vampire by Serina T. Dear Diary, It was getting close to dawn and I still haven't met a woman I want to partake of. I've been searching since sundown, and I'm getting very hungry. Last nights sucking had been interrupted by two somebody’s doing what we wanted to do. We had met at the 31 coffee shop, you know, 24/7= 31, located on campus, and hit it off very well, as always. She's an aspiring actress and I told her I was a transfer student, there to observe the drama department, to learn why it was so successful in graduating so many people who go on to be famous. She fell for my acting , and was doing her best to impress me with her talent. As we got to know each other I ordered a second cup of cafe mocha, And after having a sip, exclaimed, it tasted funny, and would she mind having a taste to see if it was OK to her. She took my cup and, of her own free will, drank of it. This mixed my DNA with hers, and soon she'll be accepting my advances. It looked as though there were only a few years different in our ages. She was a young and nubile, twenty-one year old, while I was a young handsome, four hundred and fifteen year young stud. She wasn't the model type, but was attractive in a rugged sort of way. After a few minutes of meaningless chatter, I told her that I'm an amateur palm reader, and reached across the table to take her hand. She, once again, of her own free will, extended her hand palm up to me, more exchange of body fluids. It was still hot and humid at 11:35 at night, and despite the fans in the shop, our hands were sweaty. She began relinquishing herself to me, as my sweat merged with hers. I told her of her future, and how millions of fans will someday love here. She hung on my every word, until the reading was over. Then she asked me if I'd like to walk to the drama department building, and she'd show me the stage and dressing room. I could tell, just by holding her hand, her breathing and heart rate were speeding up. Her body temperature was rising too, and she was getting so very horny. She's progressing as they all have, when they share body fluids with one of us. That little aspect of us makes my job so much easier. It's like a narcotic to them, one they don't know they're taking, but they enjoy it without question. Then once we kiss, and share tongues, she'll be addicted to me, and offer herself to me. I can hardly wait. She had her own key to the door of the drama building, we entered and started walking toward the stage in the almost pitch darkness. I could see as though all the house lights were on. She knew her way around pretty well, in the dark. It was on our way to the stage, she released her grip on my hand, pulled her tucked in blouse out of her skirt, and unbuttoned it. She didn't realize I could see every move she made, as she told me she had a surprise for me when we get to the directors podium. We made our way to the podium, and to the little desk type light atop it. On the way, I could feel my sexual needs getting stronger and stronger. I could smell and taste the sexual energy extruding from her. She smelled tasty, I want her now, but it's better if I wait. She turned on the light, just as I began to open my mouth wide to... She turned around and faced me as her blouse fell to the floor, and her bare breasts with perky nipples, stared at my eyes. She told me she was ready to have sex with me. This was it, time to dine on her. I pulled her close to me and began pulling her skirt up to her waist, when car lights shined in the windows, as a car passed by. I decided we should take our encounter into the dressing room, where we could be more comfortable, and continue there. But not before we shared a deep long kiss, with each others tongues flicking inside the others mouth. By the time we got to our destination she was so worked up I couldn't contain her. Our body fluids or DNA does that to humans of the opposite sex. They develop an uncontrollable desire to please the sexual predator. That's what we are, sexual predators, males and females of our species. We are Vampires, sexual vampires. We survive , not on the blood of humans, but on their sexual energies. We drain only what we need, just like the other vampires. We try not to exterminate any of our providers. The general rule is, one orgasm at a time. When they have an orgasm , that's when we suck the sexual energy from them, while it's at it's peak. We know they'll be back for more, because once they've tasted us, they become addicted to our fluids like a drug. They always come back for more, willingly, sort of. We Have been among mankind since the days of Adam and Eve. It wasn't the devil, or a snake that temped Eve to bite a piece of fruit. It was one of us, enticing her to indulge in the fruit of sex. We helped Eve have the first orgasm known to mankind. Alas the one who took her took to much. Her body could not handle the glory that was the orgasm, and her body shut down. In fear of the repercussions he gave her some of his energies. Her psyche was still in the body, but it shared his energy. She became the first human to share our needs, and become a vessel to hold the sexual desires of others inside them, and transfer them to the one who she belonged with. the one who turned her, Belshazzar . In return she would feel closer and closer to god and heaven with every orgasm she experienced. By the same token, Adam was not tempted by a bite of some forbidden fruit, but by the knowledge and pleasure god wanted only for himself. Adam delivered his seed into Eve, and Eve beget him two sons, Able and Cain. Then was a good thing. We think, it still is, but that's just us. We think much different then humans. Our only other helpful attribute is that all of us are attractive . We also have the ability to change our physical appearance a little to make ourselves more appealing to different cultures. Oh yes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. We just help them see what we want them to see, to a certain extent. We never control anybody against their will. We only assist them them with their free will, a little push here, a little nudge there, and it's all legal, Karma wise, anyway. We made our way back to the dressing room, with her eagerly leading the way. She began pushing the dressing room door open but it was stuck, and wouldn't budge. I moved her aside, turned the doorknob and pushed a wee bit. The door flew open, slamming against the wall, and knocking over a clothing rack. Oh yeah, one other thing about us. We are a lot stronger then normal humans. But we try not to show off. With-in seconds she hiked her skirt and was pulling off her panties. She wanted it, and who am I to deny such a willing woman, a chance to feel closer to heaven. Who knows, maybe she'll even call out gods name. I've had other women do it before. Maybe she's an atheist and will yell something else. I hope she doesn't yell at all, because it might give us away to someone nearby. Soon my pants were open and down around my knees, and my manhood was hard and ready to bless her. I turned her around, and bent her over a make-up chair, and had inserted me into her only moments before we heard another couple moaning near by. I couldn't believe my luck tonight. I found a woman I wanted a taste of, I got her to bring me to a secluded place. She already gave herself to me, and then, bam. There's some other couple having sex on the stage, and I can't control them, at all. The sounds of the other couple copulating broke the sort of spell she was under. She panicked and hurriedly got dressed. She didn't know it wasn't all her idea, and now it was all her idea to leave. We walked, frustrated, to her dorm. She laughed, and thought our being disturbed was funny. I didn't find it amusing at all. At least she has tasted me, and her desire for me will grow and grow inside her, until she searches me out and we do consummate our relationship. I wanted to break the rules so badly last night, I was so hungry. But we are creatures of honor and we don't break the rules. Not because we don't want to, but because we're afraid to. We've convinced ourselves we're an honorable race. The price one pays for breaking this rule, taking a human against their will, is too horrible to describe, because humans may be reading this diary entry. Last night I was on my diet. I'd been drinking to much high energy lately anyway. One night without food won't kill me. Kill me? No, missing a meal won't kill me. There's only two things that can kill me. One sure fire way is, to use a cliche, cut off my head, and the other is to starve me to death. The chances of either one of these two things happening to me are slim and none. I've heard stories, and read accounts of such things, in our Vampir Metros magazine, and on our web site. I'm still amazed at the fact, we have ourselves out in the open like we do, and nobody cares. This is my last night off work this week, and if I can't find someone soon, I'll have to loose sleep over it on a work night. I guess I could call in sick. No I'm all out off sick days(nights). I could still tell them I'm sick, but then I won't make enough money this week to pay the utility bill. How I long, sometimes, for the good ole' days before utilities in homes. No, not really. Life sucks, sometimes, doesn't it. good sex is good sex. it doesn't matter where it comes from.[/COLOR |
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Now, why can't the people that blow huge budgets, and turn out fluff like "Twilight" run with a concept like this? This carried weight, it's credible. It holds the reader, as well as the viewer.
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7/21/2011 1:36 am |
We are territorial and devious when we think nobody's watching......
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What a great idea! I see a movie trilogy coming your way!
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A great entertaining story
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