Voyeurism Stories

My personal experiences
And that's exactly the way it happened; so help me God.

This is a story about death. Many romanticize the vampire and its immortal longing for blood, but pity the reluctant vampire, taken and turned more for spite than any other reason. The reluctant vampire does not romanticize his fate, but sees it in all its stark reality... a life whose passion does not focus on love or sex, but on hunting, killing, and draining the blood of the humans unlucky enough to be considered perfect prey.

Howie a 16 year old, is upset when parents separate and takes off for NYC and his sister. They have a border-line but not quite incestuous experience and she introduces him to Candy, her very horny girlfriend.

Twenty year old Helen was always at odds with her fourteen year old sister, Liz. Just because they were both futanari, like their mother, didn't mean they would always see eye to eye. The pranks and bickering escalate, until passions boil over while mom is away on a sleep-over date with a married woman down the street. Can Helen keep in control as the older responsible sister, or will urges older than time push her relationship with Liz far beyond mere sisterhood?