A Swinging Halloween Surprise

A Swinging Halloween Surprise

This story has been submitted as part of the HALLOWEEN 2026 contest.

All characters are 18 years or older.

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Part 1 - The Party

"Honey, are you ready yet?"

"Almost!"

Ben sat back down on the couch, knowing that 'almost' meant anywhere from 5 to 30 minutes. He and his wife, Mary, were going to a Halloween party that night, but with a twist. The party was being hosted by a couple of swingers and it promised to be some sexy fun, but there were two rules for the evening. Everyone had to come in costume and the ladies had to wear a costume that disguised their identities and they were supposed to stay in the costume through most of the night. Towards the end, there would be a vote on sexiest costume and most accomplished female partner.

Ben pulled at the collar of his costume, parts of which were made of a cheap, itchy fabric. He was going as a swashbuckling pirate, with an unbuttoned white, linen shirt and puffy black pants. A black cape was tied around his neck and he pulled at the itchy material again, wishing he had paid a few extra dollars for a nicer fabric. He had a plastic cutlass to complete the outfit, complete with a heavy leather baldric and sword sheath, which he could sling across his body in several different ways. He figured that he'd drop it in a corner once the 'festivities' began.

Mary walked down the stairs and stopped halfway down, striking a pose for her husband.

"Damn, Mary, I don't think that I've ever seen a sexier SpiderGwen." The character was an alternate-universe Spiderman and the costume was form-fitting with black legs and body, a white top, pink highlights and a hooded mask which could be easily pulled up and off. The costume clung to her curves, highlighting her modest breasts, curvy hips and firm, rounded ass. The costume deviated from the original as it had a short, white skirt.

Two weeks before, when Mary first saw the costume Ben wanted her to buy, she giggled when she saw the skirt, "I like it, I have a few ideas."

"Great, but you can't wear the skirt. It's not comic-lore correct."

"Ben, Ben, Ben. This costume, which you pushed on me by the way, is a full body suit. We're going to a swinger party where I'm supposed to remain in costume. How am I going to fuck if I'm in a full body suit?"

"Oh shit, sweetie, I didn't think about that."

"Yep and then I wouldn't be in the running for most accomplished female partner."

"What the hell does 'most accomplished female partner' mean anyways? Who's the biggest slut?"

Mary laughed, slapping him on the arm, "No, silly. It means who can deliver the greatest pleasure, the hardest orgasms to their partner or partners, while remaining mostly in costume. Partners can be female or male."

"Damn, that should be interesting."

"I know!

"So why don't you ditch the skirt?"

"Well, I can't really fuck in this body suit, I'd have to peel off everything, including my hood. That'd knock me out of the running for 'most accomplished.'"

Ben nodded impatiently, "Go on."

"So, I modified the suit, but without the skirt, I wouldn't dare go out in public."

"What'd you do, cut out the crotch?"

Mary laughed, "Almost as good, but not that slutty. I made a couple of cuts to give my partner access." A chagrined look came over Mary's face, "Of course, I cut the slit too high, so some skin is visible if I walk. It looks like I split my costume pants, but the skirt covers everything nicely."

"Fine, that works for me." Ben gave Mary a silly look, "Now, how about you model that costume for me and we'll see if your modifications really work?"

"No way!"

Ben reached for Mary, "Then I'll have to make you!" With a shriek, she retreated upstairs, but not too quickly as she wanted Ben to catch her. On the way, they passed their daughter, Mandy, who rolled her eyes at them as they raced past her.

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As Ben and Mary walked towards the front door, she was reminding him, "Ok, our hosts are Bill and Kelly." Ben nodded, they had met the couple at a neighborhood party and a mutual acquaintance had mentioned that they were swingers. Their friends knew that Ben and Mary had an open marriage and had previously dabbled with swinging, so they were invited to the swingers party that Bill and Kelly hosted a few times a year.

"Thanks, Mary! I'm glad you can keep track of everyone for me."

"That's what I'm here for."

"That and your..." Ben trailed off.

"Pussy?"

Ben laughed, "I was going to say your sweet personality, but pussy works for me."

Ben knocked on the door, then pushed it open. They were met a few seconds later by Bill, who was in a Roman toga, "Ben, Mary! Great to see you again! Please, come in. Let me show you around."

He pointed out the living room, kitchen and the backyard patio where a bar had been set up. Another couple was there, busy mixing a couple of drinks.

"Ben, Mary, I'd like to introduce you to Roger and Tiffany." The two couples were just starting to shake hands when there was a knock at the front door. "I'm going to leave you all and get that."

"Sure Bill, we'll show them the ropes."

"Thanks Tiffany!"

Roger was dressed up as Roger the Rabbit and Tiffany was dressed up as Jessica Rabbit. He had on a red jumper with oversized, flappy shoes and bunny ears on his head. Tiffany had on Jessica's tight, red sequined dress and she filled it out amply, with a high slit on both legs and a plunging sweetheart neckline that left Ben wondering how the dress stayed on her boobs. stiletto heels, a set of hoop earrings and a non-canon eyemask finished her costume. The two couples chatted about various things, getting to know one another. Eventually, the subject of kids came up.

"We have a boy and a girl, both of which are at SDSU."

"Nice!" replied Mary, "We have a daughter, Mandy, and she's also at SDSU."

"That's great, we'll have to introduce them," said Roger. "I'm sure Mandy would be a nice, stabilizing influence on Gretchen, she's a Freshman and has been running a little wild."

Ben grimaced, "Well, I'd like to claim that Mandy would be a good influence on your daughter, but she was pretty wild herself last year and I'm not really sure if she's slowing down. Her and her maybe, maybe not boyfriend, have an unusual relationship. And if she's turning into a proper young adult, it won't be because of what we've done. We do not have a conventional marriage and it has been tough on Mandy over the years."

"You're here at a swingers party, so I'd agree with the non-conventional marriage."

Ben laughed and looked at his wife, Mary, who nodded.

Tiffany stroked Mary's arm, "I like your costume!"

Mary leaned into Tiffany, "The only problem with this costume is that it doesn't really provide 'easy access', if you know what I mean."

Ben rolled his eyes at hearing his wife. He knew that she was inordinately proud of the modification she had made to her costume.

Mary lifted her skirt, showing off the crotch area of her suit, "Look, I made a little incision here." She bent her knees and slightly squatted, stretching the material between her legs, the incision spreading open, flashing her cooch to Roger and Tiffany, who both gawked at her in surprise.

"Jeezus, Mary!"

Ben could sense the sexy smile she gave him through her costume's hood, "Don't be a prude, Ben! We're at a swingers party, we're all going to get naked and fucked, or at least fucked. Maybe Tiffany and I should start with you two?" She ran a finger through her exposed slit, then showed the collected moisture to the small group.

"Damn," Roger whispered. "I knew we came to the right party."

Tiffany looked at Mary, "Sharing our guys, that's a great idea. What do you think, Roger?"

"I think that's a great idea."

"Good, honey. I did pick this costume out with the idea of easy access and not having to remove it."

Tiffany spun around, put her hands on her knees, pushed out her ass and lifted the back of her costume dress, revealing her rounded, perky ass cheeks, framing her outer labia with a little bit of her inner lips poking through. The guys looked on, admiring the view.

"Damn, Tiffany, you look hot. Let me make sure that the guys can actually get to what they want." Mary stepped next to Tiffany and caressed an ass cheek, then trailed a finger along her ass crack, teasing her puckered opening and finally running a finger through her folds, which rapidly became wet. "Yes, good access from the rear."

"Oh god!" moaned Tiffany when she felt Mary run a finger over her perineum to tease her sex. Mary quickly found Tiffany's clit and she was surprised at the size of the bundle of nerves that she rolled under her fingers. Tiffany trembled as she felt the waves of pleasure spread through her body and she keened in disappointment when Mary removed her hand.

"Tiffany, you are one sexy lady." She turned to look at the guys, "You should have no problems tapping that fine ass."

Roger grinned, "I never do!"

Mary helped Tiffany straighten up and adjust her costume. Tiffany wrapped an arm around her husband, who supported her wobbly legs. The foursome chatted some more as she recovered, but split up to mingle when additional guests arrived.

After 30 minutes passed, Kelly and Bill rounded up all of the guests and gathered everyone in their spacious living room. Including Ben and Mary, there were a dozen couples standing in the room. There was a Superman with a masked Poison Ivy, a barbarian and a masked witch, a policeman and a masked criminal and several other interesting costumes.

Bill stepped to the center of the room, "I want to thank you all for coming! We have two new couples, Ben and Mary and Mike and Joyce." The two couples nodded and acknowledged the welcome. "Please welcome them to our gathering!" There was a nice round of applause and Bill waited until it died down to continue. "While our newbies are new to our gathering, they are experienced swingers, so we won't be having an ice breaker tonight, but we will be handing out prizes at the end of the night. Kelly has set up a board and we've listed all the guys, then in random order all the ladies by costume."

Bill looked around the room, then continued. "So everyone needs to vote for best costume, one vote for the guys and one vote for the ladies. Keep in mind that we will be voting for the most accomplished lady this evening. We're defining that as the lady who best keeps her costume intact, brings the biggest 'O's and the greatest pleasure to their partners. This isn't a numbers game, so the number of partners you have isn't part of the vote. Quality over quantity ladies!

"If any of the guys wants some chemical help, we have a small selection out by the bar."

Bill looked around, "Questions? No? Just a reminder, in general, upstairs the guys should be sheathed while downstairs, anything goes... And Go!"

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The dark form prowled through the night, gliding from shadow to shadow. He loved this night when the veil between the worlds grew thin and ghosts walked the night. He was searching for prey to satisfy his hunger, but had not found anything that appealed to the hunger. A faint scent caught his attention and he diverted his course to track it down.

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The group broke up and Ben turned to his wife, "What would you like to do, honey?"

"I could use a refresh on my drink, then I think we ought to find Roger and Tiffany."

Ben pulled his wife into a hug, "I love you and your one track mind, honey!"

Mary giggled and kissed Ben through her costume. "Go get my drink, I'll track them down."

Ben found Roger at the bar, making a couple of drinks, so he joined him and made some small talk. They both grabbed a pill, swallowed and then the two walked back into the house where they located both of their wives, chatting in a corner.

Ben asked, "So, you two have been to one of these swinger parties before? Did I hear right, upstairs you're supposed to use condoms and downstairs is 'anything goes'?"

"For the most part, Ben, that's true for this party. If it is just you and a single partner upstairs, condoms aren't necessary, but the bedrooms tend to turn into group encounters. The condoms keep the ladies, um, clean. There's a number of guys who are squeamish about sloppy seconds."

Ben and Mary laughed, "Swingers worried about sloppy seconds?"

Roger shrugged, "Yeah, it's a thing. Also, while everyone is supposed to provide recent health tests to our hosts, some people are still concerned about unwelcome gifts."

"That makes sense and is pretty smart."

"So how long have you two been swinging?" asked Tiffany.

Ben and Mary exchanged glances, "We've swung with another couple a few times over the last 10 years, but never to a party like this."

"Oh? It's nice that you're exploring more. Parties like this can be fun if both people are into it."

Mary laid a hand on Ben's arm, "As I mentioned, we have an unconventional marriage, an open one. This is the first time we're trying a group activity together."

"Oh!" exclaimed Tiffany. "Well, it's always great to try something new together."

She was bursting with questions, but knew better than to start as they had all just met.

Ben looked at Mary, then pulled her in for a hug, "How about we get started?" She nodded yes, then brought her husband in for a deep kiss, pulling up the bottom of her costume's mask to expose her lips.

Roger took Tiffany, stepped them both closer to the other couple, then began to kiss her, running his hands up and down her flanks, pausing to cup a breast, then back down to grasp her bottom, bunching up her dress under his hands. She shivered at his attention and he could feel her nipples pop out. He knew she wasn't wearing a bra under her costume and her nipples were soon prominently poking through the thin dress.

When he broke their clinch, they saw Ben and Mary staring at them, a hungry look on his face while her nipples were also popping out of her costume.

In a gravelly voice, Ben asked, "So how would you two like to do this?"

Roger looked at Tiffany, then over at the other couple, "How about we go upstairs and find a place to play? People will ask before trying to join and there's never an issue if we want to keep things between ourselves. They do have the right to watch, however.

"Do you all have any ground rules?"

Ben shook his head, "Open marriage, so we often go out and do our own thing. The one rule we have, and it's not really applicable here, is that we don't bring anyone back to our place." He turned and wagged a finger at Mary, "And she knows that the porch is considered our place!"

Ben looked at Roger and Tiffany, "How about you guys?"

"We don't have a lot of rules while we're at one of these parties. We're here to play, so as long as we go home together, pretty much everything is in bounds." Roger looked uncomfortable for a moment, "Uh, no guys. I don't ever want to sword fight!"

Ben nodded, "I don't have any issues with that."

Roger reached out and took Mary's hands, then pulled her to him while Tiffany reached out to Ben. Roger began to lead Mary out of the room and as he did so, he looked over his shoulder at his wife and Ben, "Come on up!"

Roger walked Mary up the stairs to the second floor and asked, "So Mary, what would you like to do first?"

She stopped and regarded him for a moment, "Can we just look around a bit? I... I think that I like to watch..."

While he couldn't see her face, from the tone of her voice, Ben was pretty sure that Mary was blushing under her costume.

He gently said, "You like to watch people having sex? That's rather normal."

Mary nodded, "Yes," she quietly said, "I get excited watching others."

"Cool, well, you both came to the right party to watch others. There's lots of people here who like to be watched." He gestured to an open door and she went in, followed by Ben and Tiffany. A couple were on the bed, the guy flat on his back while a buxom woman rode his cock, her tits bouncing with every thrust. Another couple were in the room, avidly watching the action on the bed while they made out with each other.

Mary clung to Roger as they found a spot off to the side of the bed, "That's pretty damn hot."

"It is fun to watch sometimes."

Roger shifted Mary so that she stood in front of him, her back to him. He had chosen a spot where they could see where the couple were intimately joined, his rigid cock plunging into her wet hole as she rose and fell on his rod. The only sounds in the room were the heavy breathing of the occupants, the slurping noise of the stiff pole and the slap of her ass on the guy's thighs. Roger pulled Mary in close, then as they watched the buxom lady ride her partner, he began to explore her body. He ran his hands up her flanks, careful not to tickle, then up to her breasts and cupped them both, pulling her into his body. He felt her moderate-sized globes, bare under her costume, and marvelled at their firmness, even at her age. Mary moaned when he ran his fingers over her nipples and she ground her ass on his hard cock, working him into the crease between her ass cheeks. He carefully pulled up the bottom of her costume's mask, revealing her mouth. He bent and kissed her as he continued to caress her body.

Ben and Tiffany stood a few feet away from their spouses and he had also pulled her in front of him. Her dress plunged dramatically at the back, the crack of her ass revealed, and Ben worked a hand beneath the dress to cup a breast.

"Oh, you're a sly one, Ben!" She whispered into his ear, "I like it a little rough, you can pull and twist my nipples." Ben lightly pinched her nipple and she gasped, "Yes... just like that!"

His other hand found the slit in her dress, high up on her thighs, and used it to find her sex.

"Do you like it rough here as well?"

"I like it rough everywhere."

Ben grinned, then cupped his hands and delivered a light slap to her pussy, feeling her juices splatter under his fingers.

"Hmmmm, like that, but you can slap my kitty harder. She likes it rough as well."

Roger ran a hand down Mary's front, lifted up the front of her skirt and found the slit cut into her costume. He gently explored her wet sex, teasing her outer lips as he slowly explored while she explored his mouth, kissing him deeply. He found her clit, gently rubbed around it and teased it from under its hood, drawing a low hiss from Mary as she began to undulate in front of him, moving her hips to try and increase the pressure on her sex. Roger bent his head and kissed the juncture between Mary's neck and shoulders, slowly working his way around, cataloging what made her react.

"Let's find a bedroom," she whispered to him. She looked up to where her husband and Tiffany were entwined. "Hey, c'mon guys, we're going to look for another bedroom."

Tiffany looked up, her face a picture of passion. "S... sure!"

The two men removed their hands from their partners and the four quickly found an unoccupied bedroom.

"Our hosts are ok with us using the bedrooms?" asked Mary.

"Yes, they are. The only rule is that you have to leave them unlocked and you almost always have voyeurs watching you. If you are ok with it, these romps can turn into little miniature orgies."

"Ohhh, I've never been in a real orgy." Mary turned to her husband, "Would you mind?"

"Not at all, what did you have in mind?"

Mary turned coy, "Oh, I don't know, but another guy or two might be fun." She squirmed, thinking about the possibilities.

Ben grinned at her, "Oh-ho, someone might be interested in some backdoor action?"

Roger had pulled Mary in tight to him again and he grinned when Mary squeaked, "Maybe?" She squirmed, realizing that her fantasy might become reality. "It's been a really long time since I've done anal, like back in college," she said to Roger.

"No worries, we'll go as slow or as fast as you are comfortable with. How about just the four of us first, then we can see who shows up to watch and go from there?"

Mary nodded shyly, "That sounds good to me. I can be a wanton whore sometimes, but with more than one person? It's not something I've wanted to do before," she lied, "but it sounds exciting, wrong and it's getting my juices going. Plus..." She paused, clearly uncertain if she wanted to continue. "My daughter and her friend, Tristan, do anal all the time. He fucked her so well she passed out."

Roger looked a little surprised at Mary's statement, but internally shrugged it off. "Well, that's what these parties are all about, letting you explore your sexuality, play a little without any judgement and metaphorically let your hair down. Our hosts have a thing for masquerade parties, I think that they believe the little bit of anonymity lets people cut loose a little bit more."

Mary pondered Roger's words for a moment, "Yeah, I think I'd like to do some exploring. Ben and I have done some swinging, but it's always been with another couple only and we never got too crazy as a couple. I get out on my own plenty enough, but only one partner at a time. This should be fun!"

Roger nodded, then took her by the hand and led her to the bed. He turned her until her back was to the bed, then gently pushed her down until she was sitting on the edge of the mattress. Spreading her legs, he pulled up her skirt and ran his hands up her inner thighs, drawing a sudden intake of breath from Mary, then a moan as he lightly ran his fingers up her costume covered sex. He quickly found the altered portion and slipped a finger underneath the cloth, finding her wet folds, slippery with her arousal. Roger pushed a finger into her welcoming hole, then brought out her liquid to coat her clit, running a finger around Mary's center of delight. He kept working her clit, circling it tantalizingly, until her hips were beginning to buck, then he retreated to a wail of dismay from Mary.

"Rooooger! Please, I need to cuuuuuum!"

She was surprised to hear another feminine voice, "Go on Roger, don't tease the poor girl. Give her that big cock, make her scream."

She looked over to see Tiffany and Ben watching avidly.

Mary heard Roger laugh, "Sure, but I want to taste her first."

He bent down, peeled open her costume bottom, then gave her a long lick from her perineum to her clit, drawing another moan from Mary. Roger suckled on her clit before working his way down south, lightly licking and exploring as he went. She had a heavy, musky flavor that delighted him and he took the time to ramp up her arousal again. He slowly inserted a finger into her opening, rubbing up against that rubbery spot at the top of her tunnel and she writhed beneath him, lost in the sensations. She moaned in disappointment when he pulled his finger out.

Roger took both of Mary's legs, pushed them up and spread them, bending her and lifting her ass off of the bed. Her puckered asshole was revealed and he lightly licked around the rim before licking her core.

Mary cried out, "Oh shit! Oh shit! That feels..." She never finished her sentence. Tiffany knelt down next to the intertwined couple and brought her head down to Mary's groin and began to tongue her clit. She had never had her ass and clit tongued at the same time and the combined sensations drove her crazy as she felt the two tongues work her sensitive bits.

Mary looked over at Tiffany and was surprised to see Ben behind her, hands on her hips, his hips pumping, furiously fucking her from behind. Mary was overwhelmed by the assault of sensations she was undergoing. Her hips were in the air, Roger was rimming her ass, Tiffany was licking her clit and she was watching her husband fuck another woman. The sights and feelings shot her over a cliff and she shook and screamed her delight.

Tiffany pulled away before things became too sensitive and Roger pulled back as well, letting her legs fall away to the bed. He took the opportunity to drop his costume and move between her legs, fisting his cock and placing it at her slick opening. He slowly pushed into her, drawing a surprised moan of pleasure as Mary felt his rod slide into her tight sleeve. She felt the bed move as Tiffany settled onto the mattress next to Mary, her ass in the air as Ben pushed into her pussy again.

"Oh fuck yes, give me that cock!" Roger gave her a few pumps until he was fully rooted, then began a steady rhythm as Mary pushed her hips up to meet each stroke. She had to giggle to herself, Roger still had his costume's head gear one, a set of massive rabbit ears.

"I've never... never been fucked by a rabbit before!"

Roger laughed, "Well, I'll have to fuck you like a rabbit then!" He began a series of short, fast strokes, his hips moving quickly as he pumped into her.

"That's it, give me that cock, cum in me, breed me!" Roger grunted, then released inside of Mary, his cum painting her womb. The feeling of his cock swelling, then his ejaculate filling her set off Mary again and she called out as she orgasmed.

Roger pulled out of Mary's sodden pussy, a small river of cum followed his cock to drip between her legs onto the protective blanket covering the bed. Mary went limp, her legs splayed out widely, her leaking sex lewdly exposed to the small group that had gathered to watch the two couples fuck.

Ben slapped Tiffany on the ass as he railed her, each thrust caused ripples to chase each other across her ass as their flesh slapped together. Mary reached over, found the gap between her thighs, and began to rub Tiffany's clit. With a cry, Tiffany came, clenching her pussy around Ben's cock and he grunted, filling her womb with his spend. The two collapsed breathlessly as they tried to recover.

Mary turned to Roger, "Damn, you sure do know how to treat a girl!"

Roger laughed, then gestured to the small audience that had gathered to watch.

"There's more fun for you, if you're willing."

Superman gave her a wave and Mary gave him a weary, appraising glance. The muscles under his suit were real as they rippled and bulged, she hoped that the bulge at his groin was just as real and proportionately as large. The masked witch sauntered over, taking Superman by the arm as she approached.

"Spiderwoman, would you like to play with Superman and I?"

"SpiderGwen," Mary automatically corrected. "Give me a moment to catch my breath, Roger really pounded my pussy."

She realized that Roger had taken her bareback and she blushed, remembering the different rules for each floor, "Sorry, I'll need to clean up first. We didn't use a condom."

Superman shrugged, "It's more of a guideline, we can make this room condom optional."

The witch shrugged, "Fine by me, I always prefer to feel the guy shooting into me anyways." She shrugged out of her robes, revealing her naked body underneath. "I'm Meredith."

"Tommy."

"Good to meet you both, I'm Mary."

The witch leaned in to Mary, pausing a few inches from her face. Mary closed the distance and kissed the witch, tasting mint and cum. She smiled to herself, then opened her mouth and applied a little tongue. The witch pushed Mary back onto the bed, then crawled between her legs.

"Let me clean you up for the guys."

Mary moaned as she felt the first touch of Meredith's tongue on her pussy. The woman quickly proved to be a superior pussy eater, slurping up the sperm leaking from her swollen pussy while adroitly using her tongue and fingers to quickly bring Mary to an orgasm. The witch slunk up Mary's body, kissed her, then said, "Your turn!"

The witch settled her thighs around Mary's head, facing Mary's feet, slowly sinking down until her cleft rested against Mary's nose. Mary took the hint and reached out with her tongue. She felt the witch lean down, grasp her legs and part her thighs. The bed moved as a heavier weight climbed on and settled between her legs and she gasped into Meredith's pussy when she felt the blunt tip of a cock slip through her wet folds. Superman has a super cock, Mary thought as she felt his rod push into her welcoming tunnel until he was fully seated. As he fucked her, Mary continued to kiss and tongue the witch's sex until she came, her fluids bathing Mary's face.

The witch fell off to the side, but her place was quickly taken by an insistent cock, which Mary accepted into her mouth. She stroked the lower portion of his member as she fellated the tip.

She felt more than heard Superman cum, his cock buried deep within her as he filled her with his fluids. The cock in her mouth withdrew and she saw Ben standing by the side of the bed.

"Do you really want to try anal again? You never did want to try it with me." There was some accusation in his tone, but the look on his face showed he knew why.

Mary wiped her face and said for the benefit of the onlookers, "I would love for you to take my ass honey, but you know that I'm terrified of putting your thick cock in my tiny butthole."

All eyes swiveled to Ben and then down to his crotch, where his half-erect cock swayed in front of him. Tiffany slipped behind him and reached around, fondling his member and bringing it to full attention.

"This cock? It is pretty girthy. Your hubby fucking filled me up and stretched my poor little pussy wide! Roger's not gonna be happy with my loose pussy tomorrow."

Ben crawled onto the bed and knee-walked over to Mary.

"On your knees!" he commanded, rolling her over and helping her to all fours, then pushing his cock into her welcoming, sodden sex. Ben nodded to one of the other guys, who quickly pulled off his costume, then knelt in front of Mary. She glanced over her shoulder and mouthed 'Thank you' to Ben, then took the guy into her mouth.

As Ben slowly fucked Mary, he motioned to one of the watching ladies to hand him the lube. While she was retrieving the bottle, he took the material of her costume and pulled it apart, widening the opening around her ass. He poured a liberal amount of the lube over Mary's asshole, which drew a squeal, then took a finger and began to work it in.

Ben looked around and found Tiffany, "Hey Tiffany, Mary here would like the full orgy experience, wanna help?"

"Oh, that sounds like fun! We haven't gangbanged someone in a long time." She looked down at Mary, caressing her face to get her attention. "You all right with that sweety?"

Mary nodded, "Yeth pweeth!" she mumbled around the cock in her mouth.

Tiffany lay on the bed and wiggled her way under Mary. She was face up, staring at where Ben and Mary were joined. She grasped Mary's hips and raised herself up to lick them both. Ben increased the pace of his thrusts, his cock sawing in and out of her pussy, her folds clinging to his shaft with every outstroke. Her moans built to a crescendo, building on the new sensation of having her clit licked and pussy filled at the same time. She cried out when Ben pressed another finger into her ass, quickly followed by a third.

Mary pushed the cock out of her mouth, "Oh fuck!" she screamed as she spasmed around Ben's cock, her limbs flailing about as she collapsed on top of Tiffany, who complained about the sudden weight of Mary's body. When Mary fell, Ben's cock slipped out of her pussy and he helped Tiffany slither out from under Mary. He then reached down to Mary's prone form and pulled her ass up slightly, then leaned forward and placed his cock at her nether entrance. Pushing slowly, his slick cock easily popped into her loosened sphincter and Mary groaned at the unexpected sensation. Ben continued to slowly fuck into his wife, steadily drilling deeper into her until his pubes pushed against her ass cheeks.

Mary opened a drowsy eye to stare up at her husband, "Fuck my ass, Ben. That feels sooo good."

Ben covered Mary's back with his body, kissing her deeply as he continued to pump into her bottom.

"You ready for the next step?"

"Ready?" Mary looked a little apprehensive, but nodded.

Ben wrapped his legs around Mary's legs, then gripped her torso tightly. Carefully rolling them over onto his back, he managed to stay docked with his wife, his cock now pushing up into her plump ass. The end result of his roll was to have Mary perched on his chest, his legs spreading hers obscenely, her labia lewdly spread and open to the rest of the swingers in the room.

"Who's going to help me fill my wife's holes?"

Tiffany surprised Ben when she quickly clambered between their intertwined legs, "I'll help you clean her up for the next guy, I do like to clean up a dirty pussy."

Tiffany began to kiss her way up Mary's inner thighs, drawing a low cooing sound and then a gasp when her questing tongue found its target. Tiffany felt a hand on her hip and she wiggled her as in invitation. She felt the tip of a cock at her entrance and moaned as it slowly pushed into her.

Mary wiggled under the combined ministrations of Ben and Tiffany. She had thought having her clit licked and pussy filled at the same time was a mind blowing experience, but having her pussy licked and her ass filled by a thick cock? She felt herself rapidly approaching another orgasm, then she shivered and shook as the lightning sensations ran through her clit, to her pussy and up to her head.

As Mary came down from her orgasm, she watched the guy fucking Tiffany from behind. He grunted, then pulled his cock out and shot ropes of cum over her ass and lower back, covering her in his jism.

Tiffany felt the warm slime land on her back and reached between her legs, madly rubbing her clit to provide the last bit of stimulus that she needed. She came, shaking and soon curled up next to Mary.

Ben looked around, "My wife's pussy is free again, who wants to fill her up and make her fantasy a reality?"

Superman, Tommy, was the first to crawl onto the bed.

"Back for more?" Ben asked.

"Of course, the viagra makes recharging quick and your wife is a sexy lady. Thank you both for sharing!"

Ben just looked over Mary's shoulder and smiled at Tommy as the costumed superhero positioned his cock at Mary's entrance. He slowly pushed in, marvelling at the woman's tight pussy.

"Oh fuck, so full! God damn Ben! Oh fuck me you guys!"

Ben stroked Mary's hair, "Babe, we haven't begun to fuck yet."

Superman was soon fully docked and took over, pumping into Mary.

"Fuck Ben! I've never..."

"Tell me babe, how's it feel?"

"Oh shit, oh shit! Fuck, going from my first anal in years to being double stuffed?" Mary was panting as she tried to describe how it felt. "I've got a log up my ass that feels wonderful. And Superman, he's living up to his billing, his cock is rubbing up against all the right places!"

Mary closed her eyes to savor the feelings emanating from her sex. "Tommy's cock feels so good," she panted. "Fuck, it feels just right. And your cock, Ben. It's sooo big, I can feel it stretching out my ass. I'm gonna have to put a plug up there. Damn, so full."

Superman accelerated, pounding Mary while Ben pushed up into Mary's ass, matching Tommy's pace, until the superhero thrust one final time, his cock deep within her, crying out as he released his seed within her pussy. Ben grunted, shooting into her bowels as she cried out through her own release. The throuple relaxed, momentarily sated. Tommy slowly pulled out, letting the gathered crowd view her pussy, lewdly splayed open, her cunt gaping slightly as his semen dribbled out.

Ben carefully rolled Mary off of him, extracting himself. Tiffany met him with a warm bath towel and he used it to dry off. She used another to clean up Mary, front and rear. The crowd dispersed, leaving Ben and Mary alone on the bed.

He pulled her in, a light sheen of sweat covered her body as she breathed deeply, recovering from the erotic experience.

"How are you Mary?"

"Mmmmm, good. That was, exquisite. Thank you!"

"I'm glad you enjoyed it."

"Oh yes, but I'm glad you were here."

"Me too."

The two rested for another 10 minutes until another couple barged into the room, then backed out, calling out excuses.

"I think we better get up and let other people use the bedroom."

Mary nodded and rolled off the bed, straightening her costume. "Shall we head downstairs?"

"I think I might hang up here for a bit, see what's going on in one of the other bedrooms, maybe look up our hostess. Is that ok?"

"Of course. Good luck with Kelly!"

Mary casually sauntered down the stairs and made her way to the living room where she found Roger, Tiffany and another guy, who introduced himself as Josh. The men were naked while what remained of Tiffany's costume hung about her waist. She joined the trio, sitting on Josh's lap. She shifted and squirmed about until she was comfortable, then leaned back into his chest.

"Thanks, Josh. I had to get comfortable, although there's a log poking my kitty."

"The more you wiggle around, the more that 'log' is going to poke at you."

Roger and Tiffany laughed, "We won't mind, go ahead and poke her."

Mary laughed along with them, "That's what got me into trouble in the first place."

"That sounds like a story," remarked Tiffany.

Mary smiled, then sighed, "Yes, there's a story there. Ben and I hooked up our senior year of college, dated for a little bit, had some fabulous sex and adventures. We got along great at first, the passion was almost overwhelming and we fucked every chance that we could. But after the honeymoon phase, things started to cool and we realized we had a good number of incompatibilities."

"But..."

Mary smiled, "Yes, and it was a big but."

Mary looked at the other couple, "At the two month mark, I missed my period and soon enough I realized I was pregnant." A pensive look came over her face and Josh gently stroked the back of her head. "When I told Ben, he offered to do the right thing and we married right after graduation. Mandy was the result of our union.

"We weren't in love, just lust and there wasn't much to hold us together, just Mandy." Mary grew silent.

"So we did our best, but we fought a lot and resented each other. We also grew to resent Mandy as we selfishly felt that she kept us from living our lives, kept us from our individual dreams. Ben and I did our best, but it wasn't enough and we weren't very good parents to our young girl. We soon earned enough to hire a nanny and she was basically raised by a succession of nannies and babysitters. She became an impetuous child, always quick to lash out and we didn't know how to, or didn't want to spend the time to learn how to handle her, so we threw money and gifts at her out of guilt."

"But you stuck it out?" asked Roger.

Mary nodded, "While things weren't always good with Mandy, we did live good lives and had all the toys. I think we were both afraid that if we divorced, then the fun times might come to an end. We soon realized that things were dying in the bedroom, our relationship, never strong, was fading and we finally sat down to talk. We didn't want to split and leave Mandy with a broken home, but we also knew that a dysfunctional family life could be just as bad. Our passion had died and we both had a couple of emotional affairs, nothing physical yet. So we mutually agreed to open our marriage and seek solace in the arms of others. We did promise to keep this from Mandy."

After a pause to catch her breath, she continued, "We continued to have a sort of friends with benefits relationship and we'd come together on occasion to slake a thirst. I was a bit of a wild child for a while, always out, finding a new hook-up. However, we always worked to keep up appearances as there were a number of events that required both parents, plus there were work events and we'd always go as each other's 'plus one'. Over time, we did grow to love each other and we slowly began to spend more time together and in bed. We still kept to the open marriage as it kept things lively."

"You did slow down, was that when..." Roger trailed off at Mary's smile.

"Yeah, I realized that my path was proving to be destructive when Mandy caught me with another guy on our porch. That wasn't one of my proudest moments. I had to sit and go through some self-reflections and I didn't really like what I saw. A series of one night or short flings wasn't leaving me really fulfilled and I realized that I had a good guy at home that I was almost ignoring, so I decided to slow down and focus on us and not on me."

"And Mandy?" whispered Tiffany.

"She rebelled and was quite the handful through high school, but we bought her off with money and toys. We weren't great, or even good parents. We were happy when she went off to college and we could focus on our own lives. She met Tristan, her freshman year of college and they developed some sort of weird bond. Things came to a head a few weeks ago and they've ended up a couple, boyfriend and girlfriend. We have our fingers crossed that they last, but I think that they will. He's a steadying influence on her."

Mary fell silent, then stretched, "Well, enough of the maudlin stuff, we're here to party! Who's up for another round?"

Tiffany got up, but sat right back down on Roger's lap. "I think that we may look around a bit first."

Mary looked up at Josh, "How about you?"

"I'm in!"

Tiffany turned to Roger, "How about the playroom, baby? I'll let you tie me up to the cross. I've been a bad girl tonight."

Roger grinned, "I think a spanking is in order!" The two stood and made their way out of the room.

A police officer walked through the living room, headed towards the patio and outdoor bar. "Hey Mr PoPo, can you help out a lady?"

"Of course! I'm the law, I'm here to help!"

"Oh good officer! I have some contraband hidden in my pussy and mouth, could you do a search and find it for me?" Mary twisted on Josh's lap, suddenly bashful.

"Of course, ma'am. If you'll just assume the position, my partner and I will conduct a search for your contraband."

Mary kneeled down in front of the couch presenting her pussy and ass to the two men, then wiggled it in invitation, "Like this, officer?"

Before either could step forward, all of the lights in the house went out with a suddenness and finality that suggested a power outage.

"Shit!" said one of the guys, "Power's out."

"We can still fuck in the dark, one of you come over here and give me your cock."

There was some rustling behind Mary, then she felt two cool hands grip her by the waist and she shivered, "Damn, who's got the cold hands?"

Mary felt his blunt cock at her entrance, the coolness of its rubbery crown made her shiver, the chill bringing to mind a lifeless dildo, but as it pushed into her, she knew that the cool length plunging into her depths was a real cock. She moaned in appreciation as the cock slowly, but smoothly, pushed through her folds. She liked the way its girthiness filled her tunnel, the cock's cool skin a counterpoint to her heated core. Mary wasn't sure which of the men had invaded her sex, but he rapidly went to an intense rhythm, his rod plunging in to fill her, then pulling out to leave her feeling empty. The cycle repeated and she felt the friction against her inner spots building her arousal. She began to push back against him, desperate to feel him slamming into her, the slap of his hips on her ass, the impact of his crown on her cervix. A wave of pleasure spilled from her core, washing over her as she cried out. She felt him covering her back, his chest pressed against her, a bright pain flowering from her neck. The pain didn't distract, but added to the internal explosion of rapture that ripped a scream from her throat as she felt him spurting within her. A cold liquid sprayed inside her pussy, filling her as she shivered and shook in the throes of her orgasm. She felt his mouth leave her neck, his body lifting off of her back, his cold meat pulled from her sex, and she collapsed onto the couch.

She felt him lean over her back again, his lips next to her ear as he whispered, in a strange accent, "Thank you, milady. That was wonderful."

She felt him leave and turned around to try and catch a sight of him, but in the darkness he was gone. She wearily pulled herself up onto the couch, then turned to slump back into its cushions. Her lidded eyes saw candles approach her, held by Kelly.

"Hey Mary, how are you? You look worn out."

"Oh yeah, the last fuck I had took it out of me."

"Good?"

"It was fucking fantastic. I have to find out who that was."

In the dim light, Mary saw Kelly frown, "I didn't see anyone here when I walked in."

"The two guys, Josh and the guy dressed as a policeman, were here. One of them must be the sex god."

Kelly laughed, then leaned over to whisper, "I don't know about either of one of them being a sex god, more likely barely tolerated because they both managed to snag beautiful wives and Bill likes to fuck those two ladies as much as he can." She giggled, "So I doubt it was one of them who rocked your world. Anyways, I'll go look for them."

Mary stayed on the couch, gathering her strength. She smiled at Ben when he plopped down next to her.

"Have fun? Did you get to tap Kelly?"

"Oh yeah! Thank god for chemical help or there's no way I would have lasted the night." He looked at his wife in the dim candlelight, "You look exhausted, did you have one last good fuck?"

Mary hummed in delight, "Yeah, it was marvelous. You're going to have your work cut out tomorrow night!"

"What's tomorrow night?"

"Reclamation sex! It'll be your chance to blow my mind and make me forget all about tonight."

"Shit, I better start saving my strength. Maybe I ought to grab a couple of those pills for tomorrow."

Mary hit him with a throw pillow, "You're not that old!"

He just grinned at her, then cocked his head, "What's that on your neck?" He leaned in, "Is that blood?"

"What?"

Ben touched her neck and his finger came back red. "Yeah, you're bleeding."

Mary frowned, "The last guy did bite my neck."

"Huh, it doesn't look like a bite mark. Stay here, let me get my phone."

Ben retrieved his phone from the foyer, switching on the flashlight mode. He examined her neck, "That's weird, you've got two small pin pricks on your neck. You said the guy bit you?"

Mary blushed, "Yeah, as we were both cumming, he bit me."

"Well this is the weirdest bite mark ever."

Roger wandered over to peer over Ben's shoulder, "Wow, you two are really getting into this party. You had to put a vampire bite mark on her neck to show everyone up!"

Mary paled, "I didn't do it."

Ben shook his head, "I didn't either, but Mary said the last guy she was with, just after the lights went out, bit her as they finished. That's real blood on her neck."

"Shit. Really?"

Ben nodded, then turned off the flashlight function, reducing the living room to candlelight again. The three discussed the marks, but could not come up with a rational explanation. Suddenly, the lights came on as power was restored. Ben bent over to look at Mary's neck in the renewed light, but the marks were gone, only a faint smudge of blood hinting at their location.

"Shit! They've faded away."

Roger looked over, "Damn, if I hadn't seen it with my own two eyes, I wouldn't have believed it."

Mary looked scared, "So what happened?"

Ben shrugged and looked at them both, "If you believe in the supernatural, then you were fucked and bit by a vampire while the lights were out."

"I... I don't know if I believe that." Mary looked to be on the verge of tears.

"I don't really believe it either, but I know that you don't have to believe in something for it to be true. Mandy always talks about the twins that she knows, that they can do things that a rational person wouldn't believe. She claims they have some form of twin telepathy and sometimes one of them will know something that they objectively should not."

Roger shrugged, "Maybe I don't believe in monsters or vampires, but if there's something out there, I'm sure that they believe in us. It also doesn't mean that there aren't things that go bump in the night, beyond what most of us acknowledge as real."

Tiffany wandered into the room and quickly took in the trio's concerned state. Roger quickly filled her in on what happened. It was a subdued foursome who left the party early, but they were together and that imbued them with a sense of strength that numbers sometimes provides.

The four exchanged phone numbers and farewells.

"Hey, everyone have a Happy Halloween!"

"I don't know about happy, Mary, but it turned into a spooky one!"

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Sebestian strode away from the house, flitting from shadow to shadow, feeling a contentment he had not felt in a century. The smells from the party had been enticing and it was a simple thing to cut the power, then slip into the house and find the woman who was the source of the intriguing scents. She was presenting herself to two would-be suitors, but a word of command rid him of the two as he inhaled her arousal, triggering a reaction from his groin. He mounted her and took her for his pleasure. The lady had smelled wonderful and against all reason, he had felt compelled to bite her as he filled her womb, like any newborn fledgling vampire who could not control their hunger. This embarrassed him, but it also intrigued him as he had not felt this way for ages. He received life giving nourishment from blood, but he received power and energy from a woman's aura as she went through an orgasm. Receiving both at once was intoxicating, something that Sebastian normally refrained from so he would not lose control and completely drain his victim. Losing control and leaving bodies drained of blood brought attention and attention brought the hunters, something to be avoided.

As he glided through the night, he relived the encounter in his mind and he decided that he would need to visit this woman again, no matter the risks. She was but a single woman in a city of thousands, the proverbial needle in a haystack. Or almost. He had her scent and her name, Mary...

It would be enough.

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Part 2 - The Monster

The following weekend, Mary was returning home from an errand. She noticed Mandy's car in the driveway, so she knew that Mandy was visiting for the weekend, she probably needed laundry done. Walking into their expansive house, she heard the lovers before she saw them. Grinning to herself, Mary followed the noise and walked into the living room where she found Mandy on her back, Tristan superimposed over her. Luckily, Tristan was covering Mandy's intimate bits, but his chiseled ass was visible as he pumped into her. Mary waited until they both made the typical noises one makes when orgasming, then she clapped.

"Bravo! Bravo Mandy! Great job as always, Tristan!"

"Shit, Mother!" Mandy yelled as she scrambled to grab a blanket to cover herself. Her wild flailing caused Tristan to roll off of the couch and he stood, staring crossly at Mary.

"Damn, Tristan. Looking good as always."

Tristan looked up at Mary, noting that her gaze was focused on his still-engorged cock, wet with Mandy's fluids.

"Well, it's nice to see you too, Mrs. Hill."

Mary felt her own arousal build and squirmed a bit as she felt her labia become wet with her own juices. She sighed when she noticed Tristan smirking back at her, he knew what the sight of his body did to her.

"Mary, why are you always walking in on us?"

Mary just smirked and Tristan rolled his eyes, knowing why she liked to catch the two of them fucking.

As Mary walked away, she called out over her shoulder, "You two go ahead and finish up, but please do it somewhere I don't have to see. And preferably at a volume so I don't have to hear anything!"

Mary went to her bedroom, changed into some lounge-around-the-house clothes, then back to her kitchen. She made dinner, a no-fry chicken parm and when it was ready, she called out for Mandy and Tristan to come down to eat.

Mandy wandered down, wearing a long t-shirt, followed by Tristan who was in his street clothes. Mary rolled her eyes when she realized her daughter wasn't wearing a bra and probably didn't have on any underthings.

"Mandy, what are you doing? Do you have anything under that shirt?"

"No, I didn't put anything on."

"Well, be careful, I don't want to get flashed."

"Don't worry, Mother, I wasn't intending on flashing you." Mandy shuddered visibly at the thought, "I intend to flash Tristan and drive him crazy."

Mandy flipped up the back of her t-shirt, flashing her ass at Tristan, who grinned at the sight.

"Fine. If you want to play games, we can play games."

Mary turned to face away from the two young adults, then pulled off her t-shirt, followed by her bra, which she dropped onto the kitchen counter. She covered one breast with a forearm, her palm covering a nipple, forming a hand-bra, then slightly turned to regard the pair. Mandy stood looking at her in shock while Tristan smiled in appreciation. Turning back around, she pulled her t-shirt back on, then pulled her athletic shorts down, flashing her panties at Tristan. She smiled to herself when she heard his sharp gasp. Still facing away from the couple, she stood back up, then carefully pulled down her panties. She was pretty sure that she flashed her ass at Tristan.

"MOTHER!"

"Damn, Ms Mary!"

Mary turned her head to look over her shoulder at Tristan, "I've seen you look at my ass, do you like what you saw?"

"He saw more than just your ass, MOTHER, he saw just about everything!"

"Oh yeah I did! Mandy, you're mom's fucking crazy. And crazy hot!"

Mary wiggled her t-shirt clad bottom at the two, "Dinner's ready, serve yourself."

"Dammit, Mother, why are you teasing Tristan like this? Are you trying to seduce him, because if you are..."

Mary turned around to regard her daughter, "Mandy, that is the one thing that I would never do is seduce and steal Tristan away from you. Tease him a little? That's just a bit of revenge for what you two put me through. You Mandy, warbling like a tomcat in heat every time he sticks his cock into you is not something I want to hear, but I seem to hear it every time you both visit."

"I can't help it, he... does things to me." Mandy shrugged, not at all penitent.

Mary laughed, "Then Tristan, maybe you should stop being so good at what you're doing to my daughter."

"Nope, sorry, that'll never happen."

Sighing, Mary stepped aside, "Please you two, let's eat."

Dinner was a teasing affair with lots of laughter and innuendo thrown back and forth between the three. Over the last year, Mary had unwittingly (more or less) walked in on the couple several times, so there was lots to tease. After dinner, they watched a movie. Mandy sat next to Tristan on one side of the couch while Mary sat on the other side, a few feet separating her from the young couple. As the movie started, she was sure to keep a hand on the bottom of her t-shirt to keep it from riding up and showing too much to Tristan.

"Foot rub, mom?"

"I'm sorry?"

"Tristan gives really good back and foot rubs. I figured you might like one."

Mary looked at Tristan who shrugged and grinned back at her.

"Sure."

Mary was a little suspicious of Mandy's sudden generosity, but she swung her legs around, keeping her thighs pressed together, until her feet rested in Tristan's lap. She moved them a bit to get comfortable and Tristan shot her a sharp look as she used her heels to gently rub his cock. He expertly took one foot and began to rub, working the sole of her feet and she groaned in pleasure. He used both thumbs to work the bottom of her feet, his fingers rubbing the top of her foot. She used her free foot to tease Tristan's cock through his shorts and she thrilled to feel him swell and grow. Her sex grew damp as Tristan's foot rub migrated up her calf to behind her knee. She was surprised when he switched feet and she lay back as he started over on the second foot. It wasn't until he moved up to her calf, leaving her squirming, that she realized he had slightly spread open her legs, giving him a view of her goods.

Mandy turned and blanched at the sight, averting her eyes. She knew that Tristan enjoyed looking at her mom, but it wasn't something she was in to, but she did like what it did to his libido.

"I think that's enough, don't you, Mom?"

"Ahhhh, well, if maybe he could do a bit more?"

Mary looked hopeful, but wasn't surprised when Mandy gave her an evil grin and stood, pulling Tristan to his feet. He gave her a helpless shrug, stuck in the middle between the two ladies. His erect cock pushed his shorts out lewdly and Mary hungrily gazed at it.

"Sorry, Mother, but I'm getting tired. I think we'll turn in, won't we Tristan."

"Of course, Mandy."

He squeaked in surprise when Mandy ran a finger over the length of his cock, where it was pushing the material of his shorts out. Mary sighed as she saw his length and girth. She'd seen it before, but never up close and except for the little tease just now with her feet, she'd never had the opportunity to touch it.

Mary licked her lips, "I guess you're going to go take care of that?"

Mandy nodded gleefully, "I sure will! I'll try not to get too loud, but you know what he does to me." Mandy looked over at her mom, covered her mouth in glee and pointed. "Mother, I think you're leaking a little, you should take care of that."

Mary looked down between her legs to see a wet spot on the couch. "Shit. I'm going to bed too."

"I hope your batteries are charged, Mother."

Mary glared at her daughter, then flipped her off before turning to head towards her bedroom.

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Sebastian paused, he could feel the woman's arousal through the bond they now shared. By taking her blood, sharing his seed with her, they had created a bond, a link to each other and he could feel her sexual need. The feeling caused his cock to swell and he grimaced in distaste, not liking the link and the way it affected him. It was... disconcerting. Bonding between an immortal and a mortal rarely happened and usually only occurred during a long relationship between the predator and the donor. Sebastian was surprised that he had been caught in a bond after a single encounter, this meant that the woman was awash with energy and on the bright side, she could be a good resource. He looked forward to another encounter with her, but it would be the last as he'd drain her dry to free himself and take her energy to sustain his life.

He cocked his chin, metaphorically sniffing her scent. He slowly rotated through the four cardinal directions. There. She was north of the city, but not terribly far from his current location. He strode off, muttering a simple spell that sped him along his path.

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Mary grabbed her night things and walked into the master bathroom. She stared at the mirror, her reflection staring back, unflinching in its appraisal. She pulled her t-shirt off, leaving her bare under the glaring lights. Cupping her breasts, she winced at the slight sag, time having its way with her flesh. Her stomach was still tight and as she rotated slightly, her ass was still firm and free from stretch marks. She spent a lot of time working out and was proud of her body. She ran her hands down her flanks, to the front of her hips, over the edge of her bare mons, down to run her fingers over her labia. Mary shivered at the touch, her arousal flaring again as she watched herself run her fingers back up her sex.

Sighing deeply, wishing she had someone else with her at the moment, preferably a man, she turned on the shower and stepped under the spray. Fiddling with the controls, she started a gentle rain from the overhead shower head, then took the handheld wand and set it to a sharp spray. She slowly worked it down her body, pausing at her breasts to blast her nipples, then continuing past her abdomen to her mons, where she paused to adjust the wand.

Mary twisted the handle on the wand, further concentrating the spray, and slowly brought it down to her pussy. She moaned as the water touched her sex, the spume of water tickling and twitching aside her labia. The concentrated water reached her clit and she cried out, working the wand back and forth to vary the contact and feeling, until she was close. Holding the wand right up to her clit, she held it steady until the sensations overwhelmed her and she came, her knees buckling as the waves of energy passed through her body.

Still shivering, Mary shut down the wand and stood under the rain shower. She eventually cleaned up and stepped out of the shower.

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Sebastian felt the woman's sexual arousal build, then peak. He was close, he could almost smell her and he felt a vast yearning within himself. This annoyed him, in past years he had suppressed his baser instincts, risen above the lusts and hungers of younger vampires to where he was fully in control.

He despised the need that drove him to the woman and he wanted to end this, these emotions that drove him.

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Mary finished drying herself, then her hair. She opened her panty drawer and pulled out an old, worn, but comfortable set, one many would call 'granny panties.' She smiled to herself as she put it back and decided to sleep in nature's bed clothes this night. She rarely did so anymore as it made her horny and sometimes made it hard to sleep, despite how comfortable sleeping in her own skin made her.

She crawled into bed and despite her release only a few minutes before, she found herself still horny. She was thinking of Tristan, his hard cock she felt within his shorts, the outline of his rigid member when he stood and what he might be doing at the moment, although she shied away from thinking about who he was doing it with. On her back, she kneaded her breasts, pulling on her nipples before running a hand down to her sex. Mary found herself wet - no surprise - and easily slipped a finger into her tunnel. She quickly realized that it wouldn't be enough, so she rolled over to her nightstand and rummaged around the drawer until she found what she was looking for, her large purple vibrator.

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The woman must be insatiable as Sebastian felt her arousal rising again. It made their link stronger and he was able to quickly narrow down her location. Her neighborhood was ideal, houses on large lots that were separated by wooded strips to make things nice and private. It was a rich neighborhood and Sebastian contemplated enslaving the woman for a while to gain access to her money. He didn't really need any, he had plenty built up over the centuries, but more never hurt.

He glided up to one of the back doors and regarded the locked portal. A muttered cantrip and the lock turned. He placed a hand on the door and was pleased that he was able to push open the portal. The Law of Hospitality would normally keep those like him from entering a house uninvited, but his link to the woman overrode the Law. He silently walked into the kitchen, carefully closing the door behind him.

Sebastian paused to 'taste' the scents within the house. The smell of his woman was strong, mixed with a male, but those scents were slightly stale as if the male had not been around for a few days. There were also two other scents, faint, but one was just as enticing as his woman. A daughter perhaps? A sister?

He moved deeper into the house and smiled to himself when he heard the faint sounds of a woman moaning in pleasure. He followed the noises but stopped in surprise when he realized that his woman was in a different part of the house. He could tell his woman was aroused and was pleasuring herself, but she was in the opposite wing of the house from the noises he could hear.

Curious, he followed the sounds up the stairs to a bedroom door, which was left ajar. Knowing the habits of humans, he was surprised that the door was slightly open as most people sought privacy when they were intimate. He put a hand on the door and slowly pushed it open. The lights in the room were out and it was very dark, but he could see in pitch black so was able to easily see the pair intertwined on the bed. The female making the noises was on her back, legs spread open while a male was between them, his ass cheeks flexing as he drove his cock into her.

Sebastian delicately sniffed, he could smell her physical arousal, but also scent her energies that she gave off. They were similar to his woman, she was definitely related and from her youthful features, she was most likely his woman's daughter. He momentarily thought about enslaving this young adult as well, he'd have to kill the male, but as enticing as the thought was, he did not want to be ensnared by another bond. He'd return later to deal with this couple.

Sebastian turned and made his way to the other side of the house, following his link to the woman. As he drew nearer, he could smell her sexual arousal and it filled his nostrils. He grimaced to himself at the physical reaction that it caused, the involuntary swelling in his pants, he was an ancient immortal and the fact that he was responding to her was embarrassing. She'd have to go.

He silently opened her bedroom door and in the dim light, he could see her form, reclining on the bed, her legs spread, her sex lewdly splayed open to his view. Her scent, both physical and mystical, were strong in the room, cloying, clogging his senses and his mind. It was annoying.

Sebastian saw movement between her legs and realized she was working a large, vibrating dildo into her sex. He stared, entranced, then internally reprimanded himself for being distracted. The annoyance factor was growing.

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Mary touched the tip of the dildo to her cleft, running it up and down her slit, wetting the crown while teasing her clit. She spread her legs wider, found the entrance to her warm tunnel and lightly touched herself, rolling the tip of the dildo around the sensitive nerve endings that surrounded the opening to her vagina. Her breath hiccupped as the tip of the dildo caught at her opening, the top slightly pushing in. She pushed a little harder and felt her toy push aside her folds as the first inch penetrated into her sex, the sense of fullness was exhilarating. She withdrew the dildo slightly, then pushed it in further, feeling it stretching her sheath to accommodate its girth. She spun the toy, the unusual sensation drawing a moan from her as the rod plumbed her depths until it pushed against her cervix. She pumped herself with it a few times, then flipped the switch at its base, the hum muted through her flesh, but she could feel the vibrations in her core. She began to pump the fake flesh into herself, her arousal building to a crescendo.

Mary felt a strange presence and looked up to see a dark figure standing in her room, silently watching.

"What the fuck?" she cried out, snatching the dildo out of her sex as she closed her legs and sought to cover herself with a blanket.

"Who's there?"

She went to turn on her bedside lamp, but a low, strangely accented, somewhat familiar voice called out.

"Do not."

She flashed back to the party. "You're him? The stranger who had sex with me at the party last week?"

Silence was her answer.

"You bit me. What are you, a fucking vampire?"

Sebastian laughed with a deep, low voice, "Yes, you are doubly correct. I am a vampire and yes, I fucked you last week."

His low key mirth flowed to her, she felt it in her core and it eased the tension, the fear, that she was feeling.

"What do you want?"

"You."

"Me?" she squeaked. "What do you want from me?"

Sebastian went silent as he thought about her question. His first answer was her blood, but he knew instinctively that was not truly what he was after. Her energy, her vitality, had been enticing, but that wasn't what had drawn him to her. It was her scent, not her physical smell, but something else he couldn't put a term to. It was vexing and he hated mysteries after all of his time in this world.

Mary watched warily as the dark shape fell silent. She used the time to back up to the head of her bed and gather her legs under her. She'd be able to move quickly if she had to. The silent figure did not react when she moved, so she gambled and slowly shifted off the bed, away from the vampire. She edged towards the bathroom, but stopped when his head shifted to follow her movement.

"Do not."

She froze.

Quietly, she asked again, "What do you want from me?"

"You."

"Are you going to fuck me again?"

"No. Maybe." A long pause, "Yes."

Mary shivered at the lust evident in the vampire's last word.

"And bite me?"

The vampire was silent and she could see him wrestling with the answer. She tried another approach.

"I'm Mary. What's your name?"

"Sebastian."

"Oh, that's an old-sounding name. W-where are you from?"

For the first time, Mary saw his teeth as Sebastian grinned at her, his fangs showing in the pale light.

"I am from the Old World and I am as old as my name implies. It dates back to ancient Turkey and the Roman Empire. I'm not sure of my birthyear, but it was not much after the one you call Christ was born."

"Y... you're 2,000 years old?"

"Yes, more or less." He shrugged, a very human gesture that let Mary relax a fraction.

Mary was awed, an ancient, living being was standing in her living room. "The things you must have seen and witnessed!"

"Yes, I've seen a lot, witnessed miracles, conducted atrocities against the innocent..."

Mary watched in fascination as Sebatian's focus drifted away from the here as he relived ancient memories. She wondered if it would be a good time to try and slip out of the room, or if the attempt might draw his attention and perhaps violence.

She stayed still and watched as various emotions crossed Sebastian's face. A wave of sadness washed over his expression and she could feel it in her core, the hurt, the loss of a loved one. She wasn't sure why, but she was drawn to him, boldly walking until she stood in front of him, laying a hand on his chest in sympathy.

The touch brought Sebastian back to the present and she saw and felt his surprise.

"You were sad, a lost love?"

"Yes, my first love, before I was turned. We were to be married, work the family farm, raise a family and grow old together. However I was ambushed outside of town and turned. After I rose, my Master took me away. It took ten years to win my freedom and when I returned to my former home, my love was married to another and raising his kids. In a fit of rage I slew them both."

Mary stared with her hands in front of her mouth, horrified at the story and too afraid to reply.

Sebastian stared at her, "I weep for the loss of my first love, her death at my hands and the monster that I became."

She looked up at him, her face a mask as she tried to hide her fear, "Are you going to kill me?"

He sighed, "No, I shall not, but I am tempted. We formed a bond the last night and it is sore upon me to be bonded with another."

"B... bonded?"

"Yes, it occasionally happens between an immortal and mortal, but usually it takes a great deal of time. I had not thought to be bonded to another again."

"I... I'm sorry. I didn't mean..."

Sebastian scowled at Mary, "You could not do this, not through your will. You alone are not responsible."

"What happens now? Do you want the bond severed?"

Sebastian smiled at Mary, mouth wide to show his fangs. "The bond may not be easily severed, unless one of us were to die. At this stage, if we were to somehow break the bond without killing one of us, there would not be any backlash or harm, but when the bond matures, cutting it prematurely could kill both of us."

His smile widened, "But if I killed you now, there would be no harm to me."

"Shit."

"However, I shall not. While I do not wish to be bonded, the nature of this one intrigues me."

"How so?" Mary asked coyly, swaying back and forth in a coquettish manner. "Do I intrigue you?"

"Yes."

"You want to take me?"

"I do."

"Good, because I'm willing. I loved your cock, it was very memorable."

Mary caught Sebastian looking at her left hand where her wedding band resided.

"You are married?"

"Yes, I am."

"And you would cheat on your husband?"

Mary saw that Sebastian was growing agitated and sought to calm him.

"My husband and I have an open marriage, we are allowed to join with others. We are not monogamous."

"And he allows this?"

"Yes? We spoke earlier this evening. He had found a playmate at the hotel bar and I'm sure he's balls deep inside her right now."

A look of dismay and disgust passed over Sebastian's face, drawing Mary's ire.

"What are you, an immortal prude?"

Sebastian growled, a sound that originated deep within his chest.

"Rrrruuuuunnnn!"

"What?"

"Run! Run you fool!" he howled, frightening Mary. She edged around the monster, then broke for the door, ignoring her nakedness as she sprinted through her room. She swallowed her screams, not wanting to bring Mandy or Tristan out to investigate. Her only hope was to lead the creature out of the house and spare her family.

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Sebastian hungrily watched Mary dart through the room, her pert breasts bouncing on her chest with each stride, her buttocks flexing as her arms and legs pumped. The thrill of the chase was primeval as he made his way through the room in pursuit. He could easily catch the woman, but then it would be over too quickly, so he let her slide down the stairs and dart through the first floor.

He flowed after her, his steps smooth, even if someone were there to watch, it would appear that he glided over the floor. Sebastian smiled to himself as he smelled the daughter, heard her cries of pleasure as the young man fed her sex with his cock. The woman, Mary, was trying to lead him away to protect them. Delicious. The lure of the chase made his blood rise and he enjoyed planning her demise. After he fucked her, then drained her blood, he'd come back for the daughter and boyfriend.

He tracked the woman as she darted out the back door, headed to a small stand of trees. She disappeared into the woods, but he could smell her and their link pointed in her direction. He moved parallel to her and silently passed her when she stopped to look back on her trail. Quietly moving behind her, he waited until she turned, then he raised his arms high and bared his fangs, hissing at her.

Mary screamed, then instinctively lashed out, kicking Sebastian. He absorbed the blow, impressed that she had acted instead of crying and collapsing, or fainting away.

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Mary screamed at the apparition behind her, then kicked, striking the figure. Hope momentarily flared but it just hissed at her. She turned, terrified, and bolted back the way she came, no thoughts other than reaching the supposed safety of her house. The grass was soft on her feet, the small twigs and stones less so as she ran towards the house.

The hairs on the back of her neck rose and she looked behind her, but the ill-lit backyard was empty. Mary frantically went back into her kitchen and locked the door and threw the deadbolt. She glanced at the kitchen windows to ensure they were closed and locked. She felt helpless, hunted by an ancient monster and she was naked, vulnerable. Mary grabbed a long chefs knife, the handle of the Japanese cutlery making her feel more secure. She contemplated grabbing Mandy and Tristan, but the vampire seemed content to leave them out of this.

Mary wracked her brains, trying to remember a vampire's weaknesses, but she wasn't sure if crosses and garlic were Hollywood or real life remedies. Mary snorted to herself at the last, real life and vampires, as if.

Wooden stakes? Holy water? She sure as shit didn't have any of that. Maybe she ought to try going to church again...

A creak of a floorboard brought her head up and she peered through the dark house, looking for Sebastian.

"I'm coming for you, Mary..."

His accented voice floated through the air and Mary could not tell where it came from. A hiss sounded right by her ear and she spun around, swinging the knife, but nothing was there. Beginning to panic, she darted for the stairs to head back to her bedroom. Deep breathing followed her up the stairs and she crashed into her bedroom door, flinging it open, then frantically closing it, locking it behind her. She grabbed a desk chair and wedged it under the doorknob, then stepped back towards her bed.

Feeling a presence behind her, she spun around, but the room was empty. She darted to the bathroom and pulled out a brush that had a wooden handle. It was blunt, but it might be better than nothing. Mary made her way out to the bedroom and stood silently, listening for any other sounds.

She felt an absence within her and she knew that Sebastian was gone. She wasn't sure how she knew, but she did. Mary cautiously left her bedroom and checked the house, her last check was outside of Mandy's bedroom door.

She heard a rhythmic creaking sound from Mandy's bed and the low moans of two people in the throws of passion. Shaking her head, she retreated to her bedroom and locked the door. It was a long time before she relaxed enough to try and lay down, but she kept the bedroom lights on for their comforting glow. She finally fell asleep, but tossed and turned through the night as her nightmares replayed his hiss in her ear.

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Mary woke, sunlight streaming in through a window as she restlessly stirred, the night's events pouring back into her consciousness. She wasn't sure that it all wasn't a dream.

Mary went through her morning abulations, then changed and went downstairs. Mandy and Tristan were finishing breakfast when she walked into the kitchen.

"Mom, don't take this wrong, but you look like shit. I'm guessing you didn't sleep well?"

"No, I didn't. I had some horrible nightmares, like I was being chased."

"Sorry, hopefully you can take a nap or something."

"And someone was caterwalling almost the entire night."

Mandy pinked up while Tristan grinned at mother and daughter. "I did my best to be quieter."

"Then maybe you should shut your bedroom door."

Mandy grinned at her mother and shrugged her shoulders.

"Well, what are your plans for the evening? You guys headed back to school?"

"No, if it's alright with you, we'll hang out here, spend the night and then head back Sunday afternoon."

The night's events were already fading in Mary's memory, but if that thing came back, she didn't want Mandy or Tristan around.

"Don't you two want to hang out with your friends tonight?"

Mandy shrugged, "The twins went home this weekend too." The twins were Tristan's roommates and the foursome went out together quite often. "I think we'd like to spend another quiet night at home." Mandy looked at Tristan who nodded his agreement.

Mary retreated, a little frustrated that she couldn't dissuade Mandy and Tristan, but not wanting to say why. The day passed and the shadows began to lengthen. Mary had half convinced herself that the events of the night before had been a nightmare, but she was apprehensive when the sun finally set below the horizon. She could have left, but it would have meant trying to convince Mandy and Tristan to leave as well, she didn't know what the vampire would do to them if she wasn't in the house.

She was watching TV with the young couple when she felt his presence. She knew that he wasn't in the house, but he was awake and not too far away. Mary wasn't sure how she knew this, but she did, maybe it was the link or bond he was talking about?

Mary stretched, "I'm getting tired and I think I'm going to turn in. Why don't you both head upstairs."

Tristan looked at Mandy, "I think we're ok, Mary. We'll stay down here to finish up the show."

Mary frowned to herself, "You don't want to go up and, what is it you kids say now? 'Get busy'?"

"Mother!" shrieked Mandy. "I can't believe you said that!"

Tristan looked between the two and grinned, "I think that's a splendid idea Mandy. Why don't we go up and get 'busy'!"

Mandy swatted Tristan on the shoulder, "I can't believe you suggested that in front of my mom!"

"It's not like she doesn't know what we do, she can hear you through most of the house." He muttered to himself, "And she's already walked in on us two or three times."

Mandy stared darkly at her mother, "What's gotten into you? You usually don't want to know what I've been up to."

Mary wryly grinned at her daughter, "I never mind what Tristan's been 'up' to."

"Mother!"

Mary knew that Tristan had a nice cock, she had accidentally walked in on them a few times. Well, more or less accidentally.

Mary shrugged, "I was just suggesting that you go have some couples time before it gets too late."

Mandy narrowed her eyes, "You're acting weird, Mother. What're you up to?"

"Nothing! Like I said, I'm headed up to bed."

Tristan leaned over Mandy and caressed one of her t-shirt covered breasts, "Maybe we should head up too."

Mandy pushed his hand away, "Not in front of my mother!"

"She's seen everything already."

"Not the point!"

Mary was laughing to herself as she mounted the stairs to her bedroom, sure that the two kids would be up in their rooms and hopefully safe for the evening.

Mary walked into her bedroom and looked up to see a dark figure standing on the far side of her bed. She stifled a shriek and took a step backwards in preparation to run.

"Don't."

The command, deep and resonating, froze her in place.

"Stay with me."

"W... why. What are you going to do to me?"

Sebastian glided closer to Mary, who was frozen with fear. She tried to move, but her feet wouldn't obey her thoughts. He reached out to touch her cheek and she flinched, freezing his hand, just an inch from her skin.

"You're scared of me."

"You're a monster," she whispered.

"Yes, but I won't hurt you. Much."

"You chased me last night. You scared me!"

"Wasn't it fun? The thrill of the chase always gets the blood flowing, makes the meal taste better."

"Makes the meal..." Mary repeated in horror.

Sebastian smiled, showing his fangs, "Yes, the adrenaline makes my prey's blood taste better. It's almost as good as feeding on the one you are having sex with, the extra flavor is... mmmmm, delicious!"

Mary looked scared, "Are... are you going to feed on me?"

Sebastian placed a finger on Mary's chin, gently caressing her skin, "Yes, I'm going to feed on you, but only a little. I was ready to end things..."

"End things?"

"... last night, but during the day I thought of you, your beauty, your energy and I missed being near you. The thought of giving you up, I found the idea abhorrent. I'm not sure how you've lodged yourself in my what remains of my soul so quickly, what witchery you used to bind me to you."

Sebastian's eyes narrowed as he peered closely at Mary, "Are you a witch?"

"What? Am I a bitch? Only to those who deserve it."

Sebastian laughed, "No, are you a witch?"

"I'm no damn witch! There's no warts on my nose and I don't have a fucking broomstick!"

Sebastian gave her a toothy grin, "Hollywood has twisted your knowledge of the supernatural." He leaned in close to her and sniffed, "Hmmmm, I believe you are not a witch, but you smell... different, maybe not entirely human."

"What? What the fuck are you talking about you goddamn blood sucker!"

Sebastian straightened, looming over Mary, "There's no cause to be crude, I've done nothing to you."

"You fucked me..."

"At an orgy where you were about to get fucked by someone else."

Mary angrily plowed on, "... and bit me! Then you chased me all around the house last night and almost gave me a fucking heart attack out there in the woods! Then you do it again tonight!"

"I enjoyed that!"

"So you like playing with your food. And you call me crude."

"At least you know your place in the universe."

Mary stomped a dainty foot, "Damn you, I'm not your food or plaything!"

Sebastian gave her another toothy grin, his fangs extended and to Mary's terrified sight, they ominously filled his mouth.

"No, you are not. For some mysterious reason we are bonded and linked together. I can kill you now and not be terribly harmed, something I could recover from in a century or so. However, that would be inconvenient." He saw the look in her eyes and his grin widened, "If you're thinking about staking me, you are mortal and the breaking of our bond might kill you, or it might not."

Mary's look changed and he shook his head, "No, Mary, staking me isn't a very efficient way to kill my kind. The few foolish mortals who have tried met grisly ends."

Mary took an involuntary step back, "You're reading my mind! Stop that!"

Sebastian shook his head, "No, I'm just very practiced and very good at reading human facial expressions and emotions. I saw the flash of insight, however wrong it was."

"Enough of this, leave me alone. Please!"

"You are right, we are wasting time and darkness."

"What?"

"You are my prey. My prey. Mine."

Mary began to back up towards her bed as Sebastian slowly advanced on her. She looked into his eyes and was trapped, mesmerized by the deep well of darkness she saw beyond his corneas, the hypnotic black space seemed to spin and twirl, despite the lack of color or definition. She was startled into looking away when the back of her legs hit the edge of her bed and her momentum caused her to fall backwards onto the bed.

Mary squeaked as she fell, the spell broken. She tried to spin around to escape, but Sebastian's eyes caught her again and she stopped, her will power vanishing in his gaze.

"Mary, I'm going to snap my fingers and you're going to be released, please do not try and run."

Mary nodded her understanding and when Sebastian snapped his fingers, she started awake. She was breathing deeply, the adrenaline running through her body screamed at her to slip away and run! Sebastian's plea slowly sunk through her thoughts and she was able to slowly relax, her body fading into the bed as muscles unkinked and joints slowly straightened.

"Good, Mary." He stood by her, seemingly crossing the distance in a literal blink of an eye, one clawed hand reaching out to gently caress her cheek, "I'm going to love you now, make your world explode in ecstasy."

"Ok," she replied breathlessly, "but please don't hurt me."

"Don't worry."

He bent down to nuzzle at her neck and she tensed, but he just kissed and licked the sensitive flesh between neck and shoulder, slowly moving to under her chin. A hand crept under her t-shirt, finding a bare breast topped by an erect nipple. He slowly worked her t-shirt up and off, leaving her bare.

Sebastian grinned in surprise, not expecting her to be naked under her t-shirt. "Naughty girl, going naked under your clothes. Were you teasing the young man in the house?"

Blushing, Mary looked away and refused to answer.

"I can hear him now, with your daughter." He cocked his head, "It sounds like she's licking his member, I can hear him groaning as she suckles on his rod."

Mary brought her hands up to cover her face.

"They are energetic, did you rile him up? Did you tease him or flash your sex?"

Mary refused to answer and the vampire chuckled, enjoying her discomfort.

"Did you tease your daughter?"

Her eyes flashing, Mary gave the creature a disgusted look, "No, that would be gross! I like to tease Tristan and tweak my daughter's nose."

"Like this?" Sebastian ran both hands over Mary's nipples, drawing a gasp from her. Her nipples responded, becoming erect and prominent on her chest.

"No, not like that..."

"Hmmm, maybe like this?" Sebastian ran a hand down Mary's flank, over her hip and to the junction between thigh and torso, lightly running over her cleft as he captured her gaze with his own.

Mary shivered as she felt his touch, feeling herself become aroused as he ran a finger up her slit, stopping just before her clit.

"Or like this?"

Sebastian gently flicked her bean and she came, her back arching off of the bed, arms spread wide as every muscle seemed to tense, but she could not break away from his eyes, which seemed to bore into her head. He kept the eye contact as he started to kiss his way down her body, pausing to tongue and lick each nipple, gently biting one before moving on. The bite caused her to moan at the slight pain. He kissed and suckled down her belly to her mons, then began to tongue her cleft, working her outer and inner lips before pushing his tongue into her velvety tunnel, wet with her secretions.

A long finger was slowly pushed into her sex and Mary began to hump back at his hand as he slowly pumped her. She cried out when he introduced a second finger, then again as Sebastian began to work her clit, circling it with his tongue. He kept his eyes glued to her, their gaze unbroken as she lay bare her soul to him. He saw her peak approach and right as it began to crest, he broke their eye contact and bent down to her inner thigh, opened his mouth and bit.

Mary screamed, her thighs thumping closed around Sebastian's head, driving his fangs deeper into her flesh as he drank of her essence, her blood, the life giving liquid within her. The shock, pain and thrill of the act drove spikes of pleasure up her body to her head as she vibrated from the rapture.

Sebastian was almost lost in the sexual act as he absorbed the energy released by her orgasm while he drank her blood. The vampire instinctively realized that he couldn't take too much, so retracted his fangs and waited for her to release his head. He could have forced her legs apart, but he had the patience of eternity and waited until she finally came down and relaxed her thighs, allowing him to rise up before her to cover her body. She felt his rod poking at her sex and she looked at him in surprise.

"Your clothes!"

"Magic, Mary! I've learned a thing or two over these vast centuries."

HIs crown slippery with her juices, he unerringly found her entrance and slowly pushed into her. She cooed as she felt his length press into her, stretching her sheath as he filled her.

"You feel warmer this time."

"I just fed, blood is warm."

"Shit." Mary knew whose blood had made him warmer. As she considered where that blood was, filling the cock pumping her pussy, she shuddered as the thought turned her on. "God, your cock feels good in me."

Sebestian didn't answer, but continued his long strokes, changing the angle of his cock within her to press against the top of her tunnel, teasing the bundle of nerves.

Wrapping her legs around his waist, Mary pushed up against him, "Just like that! Sebastian, fuck me! Fuck me harder! Pound me, please."

Picking up the pace, Sebastian thrust forcefully into Mary, the slap of their flesh filling the room, her nails raking his back as he brought her to the brink. He nuzzled her neck, then bit as he orgasmed within her. The bite and the feeling of his seed shooting into her womb pushed her over the edge as she screamed, the waves of orgasmic pleasure rocking through her body.

Mary collapsed, momentarily dead to the world as her body splayed senselessly on the bed, the vampire covering her body. Sebastian rolled off of Mary, watching in satisfaction as her chest heaved, two small trickles of blood leaking from the two pinpricks on her neck, a red counterpoint to the small stream of white leaking out of her flushed pussy, yet twin to the angry red bite on her inner thigh.

A knock on the door startled him and he whirled, slipping off the bed and cloaking himself as the door slowly creaked open.

"Mom? You ok? I heard some screaming."

Mandy peaked in and Sebastian could hear her boyfriend behind her.

Mary stirred, still lost in the feeling that had overcome her. "W... what? Mandy?"

Mandy stepped into the room, averting her eyes from her mother's splayed form.

"Are you ok?

"Yes, I..." The memory of what she had been doing crashed through her and Mary quickly looked around the room for Sebastian. She saw him, standing on the far side of her bed, his form flickering dimly as he fuzzily faded in and out of her sight. When he realized that she could see him, he smiled at her, then glanced over at Mandy.

Out of the corner of her eye, Mandy saw her mother looking around the room, but she saw no one else in the room and nothing looked out of place. She finally glanced over at her mother, catching a bare glimpse of her used sex as Mary demurely closed her legs. Mandy brought a blanket from the bottom of the bed to cover her mother.

"Are you sure you're ok? Are you with someone right now?" A cross look came over her face as she realized the implications of what she had seen. "Is there another man here?"

Mandy knew that her father was out of town on business, but she also knew of their open relationship and the agreement to not bring partners back to the house.

"What's that on your neck? Blood?" Mandy knelt on the bed next to her mother and tentatively wiped at her neck. "My god, Mother! What are you doing?"

Knowing that she'd have to somehow explain, but not knowing how to explain something as crazy as a vampire in her bed. Mary clutched the blanket to her chest and sat up in the bed.

"Yes, I had someone here with me, but I didn't want him here or to sleep with him."

"Did he force you? Were you raped?" Mandy looked to the bedroom door, "Tristan, please come in here!"

Tristan walked in, taking in the scene. Mary, obviously naked under the blanket she held to her chest while Mandy knelt next to the bed.

Mary dropped her chin, "No, I wasn't forced. He came in here unbidden, but I couldn't resist him or tell him 'No'."

"Is he still here?" Mary reluctantly nodded. "Where is he? In the bathroom?"

Mandy stood and hurried over to the ensuite bathroom, but it was empty as were the closets. Her gaze passed over Sebastian's form, not seeing him as she walked back to the bed.

"And the blood on your neck? Is he into kinky things?"

Mary didn't answer as Tristan stepped close, craning his neck to see Mary's neck. He saw the two small streaks of blood and his eyes narrowed as he saw their source, two small pinpricks spaced a couple of inches apart.

"Shit Mary, Halloween was last weekend, but those look like a vampire bite." Tristan looked around but he could not see Sebastian as the vampire made his way to the bedroom door. Mary watched as he smirked at her, then deliberately opened the bedroom door, stepped through and closed it behind him with a click.

Mandy and Tristan stared at the door, wide eyed as they watched it move on its own, then close with a click.

"Someone tell me that was a breeze," demanded Mandy in a quavering voice.

"No, that was Sebastian leaving us," answered Mary.

"Sebastian?"

"The vampire that has started to haunt me."

"Fuck Mother! Tell me this is all a dream!"

"I wish I could baby, I wish I could."

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Epilogue:

Sebastian glided through the night, flitting from shadow to shadow. He was well pleased with himself, having fed and absorbed the sexual energy that Mary had given off. He was old and didn't need to feed very often, so the little he took from her would last him a good while. As he moved, he felt the tug of their bond, their link letting him know that she had finally fallen into a restless sleep. The bond worked both ways and she would always know how close he was to her and as it deepened, they would be able to share more. Over time, as they grew used to each other and the bond strengthened, they would be able to exchange feelings, concepts and even support to one another. However, he would have to stay somewhat close and visit her regularly or they would both feel the loss, both mentally and physically.

However, he would have to be careful as not only his target, but two other humans knew of his existence. Sebastian knew he would have to be careful going forward so as not to attract the attention of the hunters or other supernatural beings that roamed this earth. He had existed for millennia and had his fair share of enemies, but also allies. He would need to gather some around him as he would be tethered to this location for sometime to come.

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