The Hunger
©Copyright 2017 by wantsomefun
Chapter 16
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 16 - A multi-hundred year old pseudo-vampire/succubus that survives on "pleasure juice" seeks a new mate after his dies at the hands of mortal enemies. "She" must be a virgin. He finds such a girl in Europe, and they enjoy a honeymoon of sorts. She learns much abou him while truly shedding all remnants of her virginity, feeding on men as he feeds on women, their sexual juices. In the end? Read and see.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Coercion Consensual Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Workplace Paranormal Group Sex Anal Sex First Oral Sex
“A feeder?” Azelia asked.
“Ah, that explains it,” I said. “There are mortals who have been fed upon by Us multiple times. They become willing prey, thrilling in the safe and intense sex we provide them. No wonder her nipples got hard when she saw me. She wants me to feed on her.”
“Have a good dinner, you two,” Conor leered. “I’ll let you two to your fun. Azelia, I hope to see more of you in the future. A lot more.” He walked away as the music started.
By the end of the night, poor Azelia was squirming in her chair. It got worse when the drummer came over to us. “My girlfriend, Chloe, and I wondered if you’d like to stop by for a bit. Sort of an after-party. My name is Sean.”
“We’d be delighted. I’m John, and this is my new bride, Azelia.”
“Chloe will bring the car around.”
It was a short drive to their place. Azelia and I sat in the back, holding hands, our stomachs growling loudly. I wondered if Chloe understood that her woman-scent was making me very, very hard. Azelia smelled like she was dripping from the spicy, woody man-smell of Sean.
They took us into a dimly-lit room with two sofas and offered us wine. Chloe turned on some soft music. There was no question in her mind, apparently, of what was going to happen. She went upstairs to change, and came back down in a sheer black gown. We could easily see the hard nipples on her small, high breasts, and the wisp of black lace that served as a thong. She walked to Azelia and knelt in front of her to work on the laces of her bustier.
“Let’s get this party started. I want both of you,” Chloe said.
“I want him first,” Azelia said, pointing to Sean as her breasts were revealed. “I’ll get to you later.” She kissed the slender girl’s nipples through the thin fabric. “My John here will keep you entertained.”
Azelia stood, her large, proud breasts swaying slightly as she moved. She unfastened her skirt, and walked over to where Sean was sitting. “Look at me, Sean. Take that stupid collar off and prepare to get your dick sucked.”
Tiny Chloe was already mounted on my face, the unusual jasmine/honey taste of her rich on my tongue. Her smooth-shaven outer lips were soft, the inner ones warm and moist. Her gasps were matched by Sean’s moans from the other sofa.
In time, Chloe fed me well, her fluids slick and sweet in my mouth. Sean did the same for Azelia.
Still shaking from her last cum, Chloe climbed off me and got me undressed. My manhood stood tall and hard, waiting for her. She did not disappoint. Her mouth engulfed me, her small, strong hands encasing what her lips could not. Azelia and Sean watched for a while from the other sofa, she licking her lips, and Sean grinning a tired smile.