A Halloween Surprise

Beyond her wildest imagination the salty, rich fluid tasted better than anything she had ever tasted before. Something wild and un-natural felt as if it crawled around inside her and her head began to spin in the most delirious pleasure. Suddenly a scene was brought to life only feet away from her. The lights came up on a woman who was menstruating smearing her bloody pussy all over a man she was with. He gratefully luxuriated in her blood and was covered from head to toe. As she strained against him, he kept trying to force her to feed her sex to him, wanting his mouth on her bleeding cunt. Christol felt a hunger that she had never known before. Her nostrils flared longingly at the mere scent of blood, even this woman’s putrified blood had her lust building so strong that she felt an earth shattering need to feed upon her. It was a hunger so deep and wild she wanted to tear the woman from limb to limb and suck the fresh blood from the ventricles of her female victim’s heart!

The woman was nothing but inferior prey to her, much like all the little girlie girls she had recently been plucking the chicken feathers off of, as she turned them into wanton lesbians and cut them loose out on the street to fend for themselves, after she had tasted their pleasures. She could feel herself changing, ravenous, and invigorated as every bit of her newfound strength was about to pounce on her victim.

Just then Vinyl Man stepped between her and the woman and held out a chalice with something for her to drink. He commanded beseechingly, “Drink this. It will make you feel better!”

As she fought off the delirium she asked, “What is it?”

He replied, “It’s a bloody Susan sweet one. It will quench your thirst for now.”

He stood close above her petting her like she were truly a wild animal and her senses amplified a thousand fold smell the shit juice that was now smeared all over his booty loving dick. She lapped, then sipped, drank then guzzled the concoction down.

“More!” she demanded.

A ravishing young woman bearing the sweet concoction pour her chalice full. As she smelled the drink, Vinyl Man thanked the young girl for her, and she noted he called that girl Susan. Her nostrils flair once more above her chalice and she didn’t need to be told that it had Susan’s blood in it. As Susan left to serve other guests the young girl looked over her shoulder at the magnificent feminine beast and her soft eyes smiled a mildly interested, gracious tone, toward Christol.

Christol regained her composure as she sipped on her life giving drink and gazed among the crowd. Suddenly she smelled the sweetest fragrance amid the heady aroma of female juices mixed with sweaty male cum. From the darkness step forth a gorgeous young girl in a silk nightie with the most beautiful breasts she’d ever seen. This girl also had one of the most enviable derrieres she’d come across in a long time. The sweet firm pear shape cheeks held so high on her hips seemed so succulent and yielding she wished she could ravish her immediately.

When the girl spoke it made Christol tremble with agonizing desire. As she acknowledged the aphrodisiac’s effectiveness she could see those veins leading down to the girl’s lavish breasts and starred openly. Turning to answer the girl she said, “Excuse me. I didn’t catch that.”

The girl smiled and said, “I asked if you would like to play. You seem lonely down here all by yourself..” Then almost as if she were Little Bo Peep or even one of the little lambs she added, “I feel that way constantly and it’s horrid.”

With that the disarming girl pull Christol up on her feet and began removing the black dress tenderly. Christol felt herself a statue in some romantic garden as the silk dress slid from her body. Her skin felt a thousand adoring kisses as she fell against the gossamer touch of those luscious feminine lips. Next the girl got on her knees and began unfastening the garter belt, breathing heavily on the clitty and majora right in front of her. Chrsitol could feel electric sensations from the woman’s demure hands as they unfasten each strap. When they were all loose she reached up and tugged gently on the red panties.

Christol yielded in a heart wrenching sultry wriggle as the silk panties glide over her buttocks and pull between her legs. She opened her stance and the panties fell to the floor. Looking up to the ceiling with her head slung back and the hair flowing down her back and her hands pulling the girl’s head into her womanhood, she felt the warm tongue forcefully exonerating all her nasty guilt as it probed her forbidden zone expertly.

Deeper and deeper she groaned as her whole body tousled on the girl’s deft tongue reaching into her very core. The orgasm began as a whimsical breeze and built into a full force gale racking her bones and shaking her entire body. When she finally stopped shaking the girl arose from beneath her.

The slick, wet, nectar on her face glistened as their soft lips met. Tenderly they pressed together as both their lipstick smeared credulously as tongues extended simultaneously to entwine in a saccharine battle of surrender.

When the girl stepped back and removed her nightie she thrust those juicy melons out for Christol and waited invitingly. Chrsitol grasp her around the waist and pulled one beautiful breast into her willing mouth feeling that small ribcage buried against her.

The hall became silent as they slipped down onto the bed with Christol, pulling the young beauty down with her, never letting her mouth leave that gorgeous full breast. The young woman writhed in uncontrollable lust as Christol sucked and nibbled on those gorgeous breasts. The girl lifted herself off her shameless play thing and knelt above her. Christol whimpered in agony as the girl smiled down at her.
She said “Let me get these off.” And Christol’s mouth watered at the idea of this girl removing her panties so she could feast on her luscious pussy.

When the panties came off she noticed a leather waistband and the girl said “I really need to take this off too.” Christol shook her head anxiously and the girl removed the leather strap. It had been holding the girl’s cock tighly against her ass crack. It quickly sprung to it’s full 8 inches as she rubbed it on Christols stomach and then her breasts and nipples.

Christol heard the woman say, “I’m a transsexual I hope that’s okay.” And Christol barely nod her head when the cock was swimming in her juicy mouth. She sucked and licked it as brazenly as she had devoured her breasts only moments before.

The girl/boy pulled away cooing, “Not so fast you’ll have me cumming before I ever get to fuck you.”

As she/he lay down next to her, Chrsitol quickly got on top of her and held that beautiful hard cock against her stomach as she once again sucked and nibbled on her breasts. She spread herself wide and slide her juicy hot pussy up and down that man meat on a woman’s body. After a short while she needed that sweet bone inside her, deep inside her, and she lift her hips to hover over him/her. As soon as he/she moved to thrust upward just a little bit, Christol eased every inch of it, inside her cock starved pussy. She couldn’t believe how badly she needed this real cock inside her open lotus petal. Sloshing, drenching that steel truss she fucked her/him as rapidly and tightly as her muscles could.

Silently she cursed the many times she had been fisted as she felt loose against the devilishly wonderful cock she had inside her. That just made her increase her exertion and her strenuous pumping, rolling and grinding on her sheman was bringing her to another awesome climax with everyone in the hall watching in delight.

The girl/boy looked up at her with dreamy eyes as he blew the largest load of sperm up into her sweltering pussy he ever could have. As she fall down exhausted on his/her lovely breasts she slipped the dripping cock out of her and slithered down to clean it up. She licked her own ambrosia off his softening cock and held it lovingly as she lapped the remaining seamen from it and his balls.

She slowly slid back up to those gorgeous breasts and once more began to suck and nibble upon them.

In her sudden hunger she ripped a slight bit of flesh apart and a trickle of red shown against that pale breast, along the line of her attack. She lapped the blood up quickly then rose to look deeply in his/her eyes with a pathetic need so intense and so ravenous in her own.

“Go ahead, Do it!” He/She cried out! “Feed off me!” and Christol fliched as she fought the animal blood lust. She fought to a point of vehemence so strong that finally she ripped her fangs into the exquisite breast and tore it open. He/She screamed out in pain. The nipple lay to the side of the severe gash and she sucked hard, draining him/her while constantly needing more.

After what seemed an eternity her animal need began to wane and she lifted up to look in his/her eyes apologetically. He locked onto her eyes and said, “It’s okay Lover, I wanted this. There is nothing left for me to do.”

Christol’s lips formed the words “But I … “

He asked her “What do you feel inside?”

She answered, “I don’t feel anything, only sensation … and hunger and darkness.”

He hushed her and softly stated, “I want it this way. Finnish me.!” His pleading voice stirred Christobel once more as he begged, “Please!”

The Shemale turned it’s neck to Christo and she saw and felt, even heard the delicious blood cursing in the main artery of that delicate feminine neck. A hiss escaped her lips as darkness descended into her soul and she bent down with her dripping pussy stretched across his/her belly and she fed …

His life force slowly drained out of his body … and she fed … soon he/she was completely limp … and she fed … until she perceived the very subtle lifting of his soul from his lifeless body. Then her hunger was satiated …

She had fed.

“If you don’t fight it so much you can do this more gently,” a soft voice came out of the darkness, Christol peer into it with cat eyes and there stood Susan adding, “even romantically.” “You will have people giving their very lives to you someday, and you will at least need to thank them with the essence of real romance as you feed off them.” Christol gazed at the young woman as she offered, “You won’t be the demoness for very long. Then you’ll be like all the rest ...except …”

In an almost catty tone Christol queried, “Except what?”

The house lights came up slightly as Susan, who felt so familiar to Christol explained, “You will be the one who drinks the Zygott’s blood. You will feed off the Zygott, a real Zygott!” She paused momentarily, and continued, “You will turn him. He was chosen by God. His death and rebirth proves that, and you were chosen by Satan himself. You are the Zygott’s perfect match.” Then whimsically she concluded, “Opposites attract ya know!”

Stepping into the light she said, “Well let’s get you ready.” She stood Christol and washed the blood off her body and removed her leather dominatrix vest. Susan admired her body and said so as she finger Christol’s pussy.