Date with a Cumpire

Author note- This is my first time writing a story with a supernatural character. This silly story is my submission to the 2026 Halloween contest. Thanks for reading.

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It was the last week of October and I had been single since March. My friend Sarah suggested I try online dating but I was weary of that. I had heard horror stories from friends that had tried online dating. Besides, with all of my other girlfriends, I had met them in person, surely I could find another. I was just in a dry spell.

Sarah said "Over six months isn't a dry spell Kevin, it's a drought. A famine. You're turning into a hermit. C'mon, I'll help you with your profile. I bet I can make you seem moderately charming if I try. I'm great at writing fiction."

Rellenting, I sighed and said "Har har, you're hilarious. Okay we can sign me up, but if this turns into a nightmare, I'll never let you forget it."

She laughed and said "And if you find the love of your life and get married?"

I said "You'll be my best man obviously."

"Best woman" she corrected.

"Best woman" I confirmed.

We were at my house and I got my laptop and returned to the living room with it. I handed it to her and she brought up a dating site that supposedly had the highest success rate and she created an account for me. She filled it in with my hobbies, personality, and general information about me.

She asked "Okay, what are you looking for?"

I said "Uh, I don't know really. Um, not too young, I'm almost 40, I don't want to date someone in her 20s."

She started typing and said "Okay, 30+ only. What else?"

I thought and said "How about a night owl? I like staying up late and hate early mornings."

She said "That's a good one. What about looks?"

I shrugged and said "I'm not really too picky other than not too skinny."

She nodded and said "We should add a joke or two. You're funny. Most of the time at least."

I said "How about 'pulse optional' at the end?"

She chuckled and said "I like that. Okay here's what I have:"

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My name is Kevin, I'm single and not looking for a fling or a hookup. I'd like something that could lead to something serious. Never married, late-30s and no kids. I have a decent job and my own place. I like movies and live music. I'm not religious. I'll make you laugh.

I'm looking for someone over 30 that enjoys the nightlife. Definitely not looking for any early birds or morning joggers. I prefer women that aren't skin and bones. I'd love to talk if you think I sound interesting.

Pulse optional (mostly kidding)

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She asked "How's that sound?"

I said "Seems kinda short. Don't you think we should add more?"

She shook her head and said "Nah, just enough to sound intriguing. They'll look at your photos first anyway."

She got her phone and took several pictures of me and had me change clothes a couple of times for additional pics. Sarah took one of me from a distance to show my "dadbod". I hadn't been to a gym in years. She uploaded the photos and then published my profile. I was sure no one would respond, but I figured there was no harm in having it up online. Sarah hung out for another hour or so before going home to her girlfriend. After she left, I thought about checking the site, but I left it alone and went to bed.

In the morning, before I got ready for work, I looked at it. To my surprise, someone had "hearted" my profile and I had received a message. It said:

Hey, I'm Julie! I liked your profile, want to talk? I may not reply until the evening though. I sleep during the day.

I checked out her profile before responding. She looked to be around my age, had wavy, coppery, auburn hair, greenish blue eyes, and a nice looking figure. One of her photos showed her wearing a knee-length black dress. She definitely wasn't skinny, which was what I prefer. She had pretty large thighs and calves, and her dress showed some generous cleavage. I was atteacted to her immediately. Very atteacted.

I responded:

Hi Julie! I'd love to talk. Do you work overnights?

I went about my day and didn't get another message until that night. We started messaging back and forth.

J: I do everything overnight lol. Youre handsome!

K: Thanks! You're very pretty. I just signed up for this site yeaterday and this is my first conversation. Have you been on long?

J: No, not long. Maybe a month? I've met a couple of creeps on here. Sent me dick pics before even saying hi!

K: *zips up pants and puts away camera* Wow what creeps!

J: Lol! I actually like dick pics, but I want to be involved with the guy at least. I don't want them as an icebreaker. So what do you do for work?

K: I'll wait to send one until at least our second conversation. I'm a programmer. Cubicle drone. Not very exciting, but I like it. You?

J: Second convo is better lol. I don't work much.

K: Don't work much? Are you rich? I could use a sugar mama haha.

J: Something like that ;)

We talked back and forth like that using the site messenger until after midnight. We exchanged cell numbers before I went to bed that night. I was already liking her from just one conversation. She was fun to talk to and she was a little mysterious. I hoped I could play my cards right and set up a first date. The next day around dinner time I texted her.

K: So I'm really enjoying talking with you. How would you feel about getting together?

J: I just got up, I think I'd like that!

K: What do you want to do? Movie?

J: I'm planning to go to a Halloween party on Saturday. Want to come with me? You have to dress up!

K: I'm in! Where is it? House party?

J: No it's at a club downtown that I like. I'll meet you there at 9. But first things first this is our second conversation. wheres my dick pic?

K: Ha! Sorry I forgot. I may need a little inspiration.

I was surprised she had asked for one. I had been joking about sending one yesterday. A few seconds later she sent me a picture of herself topless, but she was covering her nipples with her left forearm. Her pale boobs were huge with a few light blue veins showing. My dick instantly started to stir. Once fully hard, I snapped a photo of it through my boxers and sent it to her.

J: Oooh very nice. I'm glad I messaged you.

K: I am too!

We talked for the rest of the evening while I thought of costume ideas. I finally went for a classic Sherlock Holmes. I figured that would be okay without me looking like a huge dork. I just needed to find the hat, which I'd find before Saturday night. I had the rest.

The next day was Friday and I finished work at 2. I spent the rest of the afternoon going to costume shops searching for the hat I needed. Finally after 3 stores, I found it. I went home and put my costume together. I even had a comically large magnifying glass. I tried it all on and I thought I looked pretty good. I didn't think the Holmes in the stories wore glasses, but I wasn't going to be mostly blind just for the sake of a costume's accuracy. That evening Julie and I texted more and I was very excited to meet her the following night.

The next night, I went to the club she had told me about at about 10 minutes til 9. I had to park about a block away and I saw her standing outside the front door when I walked up. She was a knockout. She was dressed as a vampire. Julie was wearing a black corset that threatened to spill her cleavage out and a black skirt that was a little above the knee. She was wearing fishnets with a spiderweb pattern and they made her pale, thick thighs look amazing. She smiled at me and I saw that she had fangs in her mouth as part of her costume. Black eyeshadow and maroon lipstick so dark that it was almost black.

I walked up and said "Wow Julie, you look incredible! Aren't you cold in that skirt?"

She grinned and said "Thank you! No, I don't really get cold. I love Sherlock Holmes! Those were so great when they came out, I couldn't wait to get each one!"

I was a little confused by that. When they came out? I guessed she meant the movies or something. We talked for a few minutes outside before she held her hand out to me. I took it, kissed the back, which made her giggle, and then we went inside.

The music was very loud and we had to yell to hear each other. It was dark inside with Halloween decorations everywhere. A blacklight lit up a florecent Frankenstein's monster in one corner. The bartender was dressed as wolfman. People everywhere were drinking and dancing. I saw costumes of all kinds. Cheesy to elaborate. I saw a ninja turtle, Superman, a guy in a "this is my costume" t-shirt, robots, a sea monster, and many more. Women dressed as sexy witches, sexy nurses, sexy bunnies, sexy everything.

We got to the dancefloor and danced together through several songs. I'm not very coordinated, but she was graceful enough to keep me from making an ass of myself. At one point I went to the bar to get us a couple of drinks. There was a large mirror behind the liquor bottles and I people-watched while I waited. I adjusted my hat that was crooked and got the drinks and paid for them. When I turned around, Julie was right beside me and I jumped when I saw her. I hadn't noticed her in the mirror.

We drank for a little bit before going back onto the dance floor. She kept rubbing her hands over my chest and arms. I followed her lead and rubbed my hands along her back and even squeezed her round ass once. After close to 2 hours, we went outside. My ears rang from the loud music.

I said "Whew, I needed a breather. Man it's loud in there."

She nodded and said "Yeah, but I like it though."

We sat together for a few minutes on a bench across the street and I asked "Do you want to go back in?"

She said "Actually I think I've done enough dancing. Want to get out of here?"

I said "Sure, I'm parked about a block away. Are you parked close by?"

She said "Oh, I don't drive. I took an Uber."

I said "Oh okay."

We walked to my car and I asked if she wanted me to take her home. Julie said she wasn't ready for the night to end and I suggested going to my place. She smiled and nodded. I was glad my house was clean. It's never a huge mess, but I had done some chores before meeting up at the party.

We pulled into my driveway and I opened the passenger side door for her. We walked to the front door and I unlocked it.

I said "Won't you come in?"

She grinned showing the costume fangs and nodded. We went into the kitchen and I got a couple of beers from the fridge. When I turned around, Julie wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. I put the bottles on the counter and returned the kiss. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and accidentally poked it on one of the fangs.

I broke the kiss and said "Can you take the fangs out? I poked my tongue on one."

She said "I can't."

Confused, I asked "Why not?"

She said "Kevin, they don't come out. I'm really a vampire. I thought you had figured that out by now."

I thought "oh great, she's nuts."

Tentatively I said "You think you're a real vampire?"

She said "I don't think. I am. I'm not crazy. Watch."

She went to the fridge and put her hands on the sides of it and lifted it about a foot off the ground. My eyes widened and I felt my knees buckle. I would've fallen if I hadn't grabbed the counter for support.

She put the fridge down and said "Oh shit, sit down!"

I collapsed into one of the chairs at my kitchen table and Julie got a glass from a cabinet and filled it with water and gave it to me.

She said "Sorry, I know it can be shocking. I thought you had it figured out when you invited me in."

With jittery hands, I took a sip of the water and said "I was just being polite. Are you gonna kill me? You, what, find guys online, date them and eat them?"

She barked out a laugh and said "Of course not! I've never killed anybody. I'm not going to hurt you Kevin, I'm on the site for the same reason you are. Looking for someone to spend time with."

I stared at her fangs and felt myself calming down and asked "Can I ask you some questions?"

She said "Sure, ask away."

I had a million questions but started with "How old are you really?"

She laughed and said "You're not suppposed to ask a girl her age! But I'm over 150 years old."

Awed, I said "Wow. Okay. So you read the Sherlock Holmes books when they were first printed. How have you never killed anybody if you're a vampire?"

She said "I can live on any blood. So I used to drink just animal blood. I'm pretty sure I started the chupacabra myth by myself because I killed so many goats one year. In the 40s I worked in a slaughter house. I'd drink as much as I needed to."

I said "Just to reiterate, you're not going kill me? That's very important to me."

She said "No."

I said "But you could."

She shrugged a shoulder and said "Sure I could. But I'm not going to hurt you Kevin. I like you."

I said "That's pretty scary."

She dryly said "Now you know how every regular woman feels on a first date with a man."

I said "Fair point."

She said "Look, if you want me to leave, I will. But I think you like me too."

She held up her hand and counted on her fingers "Your profile said you're looking for a night owl. Check. Someone over 30. Big check. Not skin and bones. Check. And you even said pulse optional! I haven't had a pulse since the 19th century!"

I said "That was a joke..."

I thought about it and she was right. I did like her. I was just freaked out. My libido didn't want her to leave. It didn't care that she was a vampire. It didn't care if she was a robot, an alien, or a Sasquatch. My libido only cared about those tits staring at me from the corset.

I said "Please don't leave. I'm sorry if my reaction hurt your feelings. I was just freaked out. I'm still freaked actually. Can I ask more questions?"

She smiled and said "Thank you for apologizing. Please, ask questions until you're not scared anymore."

I smiled shakily and said "You said you worked in a slaughterhouse before. Do you work now? You said you don't work much."

She said "I don't. It's pretty easy to be wealthy when you're this old. Stocks, property, stuff like that. I really could be your sugar mama."

I nodded and said "Makes sense. How were you, uh, turned? Transformed? I don't know the right word."

She said "In the late 1800s I got attacked on my way home one night. Someone ran off the vampire before he could kill me. I began to change after that. I don't really like talking about that though."

I said "Okay. Are other monsters real? Sorry if that's offensive."

She said "It's okay. I fit the definition of monster. I don't know about others though. I've never met any werewolves, zombies, or mummies or anything else supernatural. I only ever met one other real vampire in the 60s. He was a killer though and cops thought he was a regular serial killer. They got him eventually. Shoot out."

I asked "What's bs movie stuff and what's real? Garlic? Holy water? Can you turn into a bat or mist or whatever?"

She said "I love garlic bread. So that's nonsense. I have to have blood to survive, but I eat regular food because I enjoy it. Holy water is a yes. But I think it's any religious iconography. Not just crosses and church stuff. Any faith is harmful to me. Which was one of the reasons I messaged you. Your profile said not religious. The sun is the big one. Daylight will fry me like a bug zapper. I can recover from just about anything else that isn't instantly fatal though. I can't change into a bat, or a wolf, or fog or anything else. I can hypnotize straight men though. Not by any supernatural means, just with my titties."

I laughed a little and said "That's pretty cool being able to recover from most things. Lets get pizza and garlic knots some night."

She smiled and said "It's a date."

I asked "Is there anything difficult about being that old?"

She said "I have to 'die' every so often and leave my estate to a distant niece that is actually just me again. I also have a hard time keeping track of slang. I have 15 decades worth jumbled into my head. Every once in a while it'll slip out. Like I called someone a 'jive talking scallywag chud' one time and they were more confused than offended by my scathing insult. Feeling better?"

I cracked up over the language and said "Yeah, I think so."

She took my hand and said "There's one more thing I need to tell you. I found out that I can live on other bodily fluids besides blood. I blew a guy one time several decades ago and I swallowed at the end. I found out I can survive off a guy's cum."

Despite everything, I felt my dick respond to what she said.

I said "So you need my..."

She nodded and said with a laugh "Yeah. It works just as well as blood actually. I hope you like blowjobs. Because I don't ever want to go back to chicken blood or whatever."

I laughed too and said "Uh yes, of course I do."

She said "So... If you're feeling better about this, want to get back to when we first came in? I'm hungry."

My mind was still filled with questions, but they could wait. Right then I was focused on the beautful woman in front of me that wanted me. And I wanted her too.

I said "Hell yes. Thank you for your patience with me."

She said "You're welcome. Now c'mere."

I got up from the kitchen table and Julie stood and followed me into the living room. We sat on the couch and we resumed kissing. This time I didn't put my tongue in her mouth to avoid her sharp fangs. As we kissed, I felt her hand rub my shaft through my pants. I quickly became fully hard. She broke the kiss and slid off the couch and knelt in front of me. Grinning, she undid my belt and tugged my pants and boxers down until my hardon sprang up. With her left hand, she started stroking me and kissed the head with a smooching sound.

Just as she was about to put it in her mouth, I said "Wait."

She looked up at me and asked "What's wrong?"

My heart was pounding and I said "Nothing's wrong, just uh, be careful with your fangs. They're sharp."

Julie just chuckled and took my cock into her wet mouth up to the halfway point. I let out a sigh and watched as the gorgeous red haired vampire started sucking. As she moved her lips up and down on the top half, she stroked her hand on the bottom half. Her lips and hand met over and over again. I looked into her pretty blue green eyes as her cheeks hallowed out from the suction, which made a wet slurping sound as her head bobbed.

After only few minutes, I already felt an orgasm building closer and closer. Julie's lipstick was smeared on my shaft and her hand. She used her right hand to massage my balls, then took her left hand off. I groaned out loud as she slowliy lowered her mouth all the way down my shaft to take my 6 inch length in a deepthroat. I felt sweat drip from my temples.

I warned "I'm not gonna last much longer."

She made a "hmmmm" sound and moved her lips to just the tip of my dick and brought her left hand back up to rapidly stroke me. My legs shook a little and I pushed up off the couch cushion some. I was panting as I passed the point of no return. I moaned and started cumming in her mouth. She stopped bobbing her head and just used her hand to stroke what felt like a gallon of spunk out into her mouth. When I finally finshed, she sat back on her feet and showed me the white load pooled in the bottom of her mouth and on her tongue. She swallowed it all in one gulp.

She said "Damn, that was a ton! I needed that. Do you always shoot that much?"

As I caught my breath I said "Well, it's been months since I last had sex, so it might've been more than usual. But yeah, I generally shoot quite a bit."

Grinning, she said "I think I hit the jackpot with you!"

I asked "So, what does it feel like when you're hungry? Like, not for regular food."

She said "Imagine being starving, dying of thirst, and having a massive migraine all at once. And then getting it all satisfied at once. You can't imagine the relief."

I nodded and said "I'll be happy to provide all the cum you need. Let me return the favor."

She held up a hand and I pulled her to her feet as I kicked out of pants and boxers. I then took off my shirt too. I watched as she reached behind her back and unfastened the strings on her corset. Her boobs lurched free and came into view as she dropped it to the ground. Her boobs were perfect. Large and pale with bumpy, pink areolae about the size of a lemon slice. Her hard nipples were the size of my fingertip to the first knuckle. They had some indentations from the corest and they sagged down toward her belly somewhat. I kissed her and started lifting, squeezing and massaging them.

I broke the kiss and said "God damn you have great tits. How large are they?"

She giggled and said "Thanks, I grew them myself. 40H."

I let go of her tits and reached to her side to unbutton her skirt. It fell to the ground, and she slid her spiderweb fishnets down her thick legs. She was wearing sexy black panties; I reached down and felt that they were damp. I slid them down and saw that she had dark red pubic hair. I gently guided her to the couch and she sat. I knelt in front of her and pushed her legs apart and lowered my mouth to her slit. She shivered as I began to lick her up and down. I dragged my tongue upward until I felt the nub of her clit and her hips bounced against my mouth. I didn't really like the taste much, but I wanted to go down on her after receiving the best oral of my life.

My nose was pressed into her bush as I licked circles around her clit. I had my left hand wrapped around her right thigh, and with my right hand, I pushed to two fingers into her dripping wet pussy. I looked up at the underside of her breasts and I could hear her start to moan. I felt her hands run through my hair and guide my head and mouth where she wanted. I started plunging my fingers in and out faster and I felt her get even wetter.

Julie panted "Fuck. Oh fuck. Yes. Fuck. Ohfuckohfuckohfuck!"

Her whole body shook wildy as her orgasm crashed through her. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers and she pushed my forehead back so my mouth broke contact. I gently fingered her until her arms flopped bonelessly onto the couch cushions. I pulled my fingers out as she caught her breath.

She opened her eyes, smiled and said "So good. I'm gonna suck you again for a bit and then I'll need you inside."

She stood up from the couch, squatted and wrapped her arms around my thighs and stood up with me in her arms!

I shouted "Whoa! Holy shit!"

She said "Easy, I gotcha."

She moved her hands underneath me and I rested my calves on her back. I put my hands on her head for balance before she sucked my cock back into her mouth. It was easily the most bizarre sexual experience of my life. A woman shorter than me was holding my entire body up off the ground with my dick her mouth. After my shock wore off, I started to enjoy it. I was already semi hard from when I went down her but I quickly hardened fully again. Once I was erect, she squatted again and let me down.

She grinned and asked "Like that?"

I said "It startled me at first, but yeah, I liked that."

She said "Next time I'll suck you that way til you flood my my mouth again."

She sat back on the couch, spread her thighs wide and used a hand to part her lips, showing me the wet, pink inner folds of her cunt. I didn't need any more of an invitation. I knelt down and guided my cock into her. I slid in all the way easily since she was soaked.

She said "Whew, yes. Hard as you can. I need to be fucked. Just pull out when you're ready to cum again."

I started humping into her as hard and fast as I could, I'd pull out about halfway and then slam back into her. Each thrust made a wet, squelching sound and her boobs bounced up and down with each motion. I reached up and squeezed them and she moaned.

She huffed out "Yes, pinch my nipples. Harder. Yes! Like that."

I pinched them as hard as I could. I guessed I didn't have to worry about hurting her. I kept up my rapid pace and I saw sweat dripping off of me and landing on her plump belly. Her bangs were stuck to her forehead where she was sweating too. I looked down and watched as my cock plunged in and out over and over again. I wouldn't have been able to keep up that pace for long if she hadn't gotten me off once already. After about 10 minutes, I felt her get tighter as she came a second time.

A groan that sounded almost painful escaped her as she yelled "Ooooooh shit! Cumming again! Yes!"

I slowed down my thrusting and humped her through the orgasm. I was getting close too. Once she had calmed down again, I picked up pace again. After about 10 more seconds, I was ready cum.

I panted "Julie, I'm gonna cum again."

I pulled put and she sat up and I got to my feet. She propped up her giant tits with her hands giving me a target. I gripped my slick shaft and stroked.

She said "Yeah, cum for me. I want it all over my boobs. Come on, don't hold back."

My right leg shook as I started shooting. My first ribbon of spunk splashed her left nipple. Second and third shots landed on the top of her right tit. A fourth and fifth shot hit right in her cleavage and started dripping down toward her stomach. When I was spent, she leaned forward and licked a final drop from my tip with her tongue. I then watched as she held her left breast to her mouth and licked my cum from it, then she did the same with her right. She then used her hand to get all of it from in between her round, fat tits and from where it had dripped down. It was incredibly hot seeing her clean my jizz off her tits with her tongue and fingers.

I plopped on the couch next her and she said "You weren't lying, you came a lot again."

I chuckled and said "That's because you turn me on so much."

She asked "Still freaked out?"

I said "A little, but not as much as an hour ago."

She said "I want to go out with you again. Think you'd mind dating a vampire?"

I turned toward her and said "Not at all. I think you might be a cumpire though, not a vampire. I've heard of Christmas miracles, but I think you're a Halloween miracle."

She grinned showing her fangs and she snuggled up to my side and said "You're sweet."

We spent the whole night talking. Mostly me pestering her with questions about being a vampire. I thought to myself, "I have to thank Sarah. She was completely right about online dating."

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Thanks for reading my Halloween contest entry.