“Oh, God, yes.” Virgil closed his eyes and gripped his dick harder. “Mmm.” His strokes were tight and fast, sending tingles and bursts of fire spiraling through his veins.
The wet glide of skin against skin filled the small bedroom with sounds that complemented the moans pouring through his throat. The combined sounds drove his senses higher as sweat beaded, then dripped down his body.
One hand ran across his hairless chest, teasing a swollen nipple and making the muscles of his stomach tighten as sensation threatened to overwhelm him.
“Yes,” he purred as he imagined her, his Barbra, bent over him, her eyes sparkling as she presented her ass to be fondled, her pussy to be filled. God, he loved a big ass on a woman. The new saying was “more cushion for the pushing,” and Virgil found it hard to disagree with that notion.
God, Barb’s ass would be perfect, the cheeks wobbling as she thrust back against him, eager to have him slide his hard cock deep into her creamy center. He stroked faster as he imaged holding her sweet pink pussy open and taking a long slick taste.
She would taste like musk and woman, he decided. She would smell like the lemon and vanilla perfume she used and the hair that covered her private little mouth would be trimmed neat and soft as cotton.
He paused to slide his foreskin over the plum-colored head of his dick, looking down to see the knob disappear under the cowl of skin and reappear as he tightened his fist again.
The whole head was glistening, like it would be as his Barb pulled it from her mouth. Yes, his dream Barb was now on her knees, looking up at him, her eyes wide and innocent as she delicately sucked his dick deep into her mouth. She would smile, her lips stretched by the thickness of his cock, and she would pull it out with a small pop before allowing her tongue to run under his foreskin, teasing his slit before sucking the whole thing deep into her mouth again.
She would hum and choke a little as she tried to take him all down her throat. The sensation would send fire though his balls, over his back, and up his spine.
Yeah, she would choke on it, and spit would run down her chin. She would start to get deliciously messed up as she slobbered over his dick, growing more desperate as her own desires began to rise.
Her full, round breasts would bob as her gyrations become frenzied. She would rub them against his legs as she mewled helplessly up at him.
“Yes, Barb,” he whispered, imaging her spreading her thighs and presenting her swollen pussy for him to care for.
And he would care for it well. He would spread her lower lips as far as he could get them, and he would slam his dick deep inside her silky heat.
He tightened his grip on his cock and stroked faster, beating his meat hard, grunts leaving his throat as he bottomed out completely. His free hand left off teasing his nipples and dropped low to tug at his balls.
God, that felt good!
And his Barb, yeah, his Barb would be screaming, throwing her hips up, trying to get more of him deep inside as he took her balls-deep. Her nails would score the skin of his back as he pounded her. Her tits would bounce with every thrust, temping him to bend down and take a large, rosy nipple into his mouth, to suck, to nibble, to lave with his tongue.
God, she felt so good!
His hand moved faster and faster, and soon his hips were thrusting harder, his ass clenching, his thighs burning as he felt his release beckoning him.
But he needed more.
Faster he pounded himself, picturing Barb’s startled face, her mouth dropping open in surprise as just a little fear entered her eyes.
Yeah, that fear was a tasty delight to be realized.
She would fear him but her lust would override that fear. She would start to scream, to beg, to call out his name.
Virgil, Virgil, Virgil…
“Barb!” he shouted as his cock pulsed then exploded, sending spurts of his rich, creamy seed flying over his stomach.
“Yes, Barb,” he moaned, working his rapidly deflating cock, still running out his orgasm, extending his release until he was nearly too sensitive to touch.
“Mmm, Barb,” he whispered as his eyes slid shut. He knew he should get up and at least attempt to clean himself up, but his muscles were a weak, trembling mess.
If the ancient hunters thought to attack him now, there would be no escape for him. But he hadn’t had an issue with those people in generations. Maybe the last of them had died out.
He didn’t know for sure, but they had not bothered him for what seemed like eons, leaving him time to do the things he always wanted, like pay court to his beautiful Barb.
He brushed sweaty strands of hair from his forehead and relaxed into his pillows. He would rest a bit and then he would shower. He would be seeing his Barb soon, and he wanted to make a grand impression.
Life was going to be pretty easy from here on out, Virgil thought. Pretty easy indeed.
* * *
“God, yes!” Barb screamed to the empty bedroom. “Fresh batteries!”
Indeed, the Buzz Cock Three Thousand buzzed merrily away at ridiculously high speeds, proving its name to be accurate as Barb ran it along her clit.
Completely waterproof, the vibrator was the perfect sex toy for the busy woman on the go. Well, she might not be on the go, but she definitely planned on coming before she went anywhere. And the being she wanted to go with was a short, muscular fireplug of a vampire named Virgil.
God, knowing he wanted her, knowing she held power over that being, delivered almost if not more punch than her artificial dick.
Virgil with his tempting green eyes, with his long wavy hair, with his scruff of a five-o’clock shadow, his sometimes stutter, and his need for an inhaler. God, she loved nerdy boys. But a nerdy vampire, a vampire she could lead around, just a little, and teach. Yeah, that sent a liquid rush of dominance through her pussy and down between her thighs.
He wasn’t a virgin, but with the way he behaved around women, he had to be close to one. Being the person to show a centuries-old vampire the proper way to get it on was the height of arrogance, but she was up for the job.
She hissed as the vibrating head of the fake cock rubbed against her clit. “Not so hard,” she told herself as she began to circle the device over her pussy. She relaxed back in her tub of hot water, letting the heat sink into her body, her little toy buzzing away.
Yeah, her vampire was hot. If she closed her eyes, she could just picture him. He would be all innocent and shy. His large green eyes would widen as she reached out and gripped his cock. It would be uncut, she mused, considering how old he was. And it would be…
Hell, this was her fantasy. He would be at least nine inches long and thick enough to hit her every spot. Oh, yeah. She closed her eyes and the vibe slid along the lips of her pussy. She moaned at the stimulation, the sound echoing though her bathroom. Yes, he would fill her completely and tightly.
She spread her legs as far as they could go and slid the tip of her fake cock just inside. She hissed as the sensation shot upward through her stomach and tightened her nipples further.
The feel of the heat of the water mimicked the heat she imagined in his body, and her muscles strained in their desire to take the vibe in deeper. She raised her knees until her feet rested flat on the bottom of the tub, sending a thrill of submission through her.
She would submit to him a little, but she would have to teach him.
Sliding the vibe out of her quivering pussy, she directed it to her clit once more. “Yes,” she moaned, imagining his head sinking between her thighs. “Lick it, baby. Just lick up and down. Oh, yeah.”
She mimicked his tongue in her imagination by siding the head of her vibe down, teasing her labia as well as her swollen clit. She could feel her body let down its juices as she lost herself in her sordid fantasy.
Yeah, he would lick and suck at her. He would look up at her from between her spread thighs, seeking approval. She would grant it by tightening her hands in that sexy, tousled hair of his and slamming his face deep into her heat.
His hands would slide up her thighs and pull at her nipples. She let her free hand do that, hissing at the pleasure-pain she received by twisting and pulling at her own flesh. It added to the tension building within her. She whimpered, the sound raising her desire higher.
But would he want to explore? The Virgil in her mind did.
Her hand left off tugging at her nipples to slip down and around her thighs. She caressed her hot skin, licking her lips at the softness of it. She loved her body. Her body was perfect for her. And now she was going to reward it for being so sensitive and needy.
She let her fingers glide between her thighs and then slip back further. Her fingertips tickled at her perineum before they gently circled her anus.
“Ooh,” she moaned, pressing the vibe hard against her clit. Her hips jumped and water splashed, but she ignored it. The sensations were too delicious. She could feel the muscles tighten in her legs, feel her heart racing, feel her breath rasping from her mouth. She was fucking herself good, and it was the best thing ever.
Virgil would not shy away from exploring and pressing into this new aperture, so she allowed her fingertip to sink inside. “Virgil.”
The burning stretch was so pleasurable that she called out his name. Her hips slammed upward and her back arched as she gave in to the ecstasy of her own touch. The vibrator was tingling her clit, burning it, and the finger in her ass was touching on nerves that sent fire shooting through her whole body.
But it was not enough. Her clenching pussy felt so empty. She slid the vibe down on a trail of her own slick moisture and sank it deep into her pussy.
“Virgil!” she screamed again as the vibration awoke sensations in her pussy that she had never felt before. Never had she been so aroused!
The vibrations traveled back so she could feel the rapid movement on the finger in her ass and that sent more tender nerve endings in that hole aflame. Then she began to thrust with both finger and toy, and her world began to tilt.
The tension within her tingled as she fucked herself, her finger and the toy moving faster, taking up an unholy rhythm that had her screaming out for release. And then her muscles locked and tightened. Nearly mindless, she tilted her hand so that the base of her palm hit her sweet spot at the tip of her inner walls and stimulated her clit at the same time.
“Oh, oh, oh!” Her whole body shook as the restraints on her orgasm snapped. Hell, they exploded. She could feel the waves of extreme pleasure wash over her as her pussy clenched around the toy and her ass tightened around her finger.
Her silky smooth walls tightened and clamped down, sending her head back as she screamed, almost drowning her as a wave of water created by her spastic gyrations washed over her.
“Oh, God, coming.” She moaned as her orgasm swept over her, blinding her with its heat and intensity, and then it gently receded. The coil in her body set itself to be sprung at a different time, hopefully with a hot, flesh-and-blood man between her thighs.
She slowly pulled the now irritating vibrator from her overly stimulated pussy and eased her finger out of her ass. She turned off the toy and tossed it aside, her mind filled with images of a sweaty vampire looming over her.
That was fun, she thought as she relaxed in what was left of the warm water. But the real thing would be so much better. But for now, she was relaxed and in control, biding her time until she could ply her seduction and have her vamp right where she wanted him.
Yeah, her time was coming and coming soon.