Futanari Vampire Novels & Stories

I walk inside noting a small flat screen TV playing a live feed of the dance floor. My eyes wander to the section across from us. This section has a bed instead of a sofa, but that’s not what I’m currently gawking at. Two blonde female vampires are topless and are sucking the life out of the male in between them. He actual looks like he’s enjoying it. The vampires begin to rub their chest against him and seductively lick the blood still dripping from his neck. I think this should be grossing me out but I’m so hypnotized by it.

Beck bared his fangs and claws and glared at Cary "You better not try anything funny nightcrawler, surrender yourselves and your deaths will be less painful" Cary slapped Beck cheeks playfully "Death?,you are very funny vampi, has anyone told you that?". Suddenly Beck pinned Cary to the wall,his elbows on Cary's neck and his claws were pointed at Cary's neck. "BECK" I scolded. "Stay out of this Sydney" he gritted his teeth then faced Cary "You know what....don't surrender,you are gonna die anyways". Cary cocked his head to his side and smiled widely at me "if you still plan on getting married to this jerk, then tell him that if he knows what is good for him and that if he still values his cl

My eyes drifted to the woman and saw her blazing red eyes staring at Jaxon intently. "What are you doing to him?! Stop it!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. I remembered Carter had told me that vampires who were born and didn't undergo transition can acquire unique abilities. And what this woman was doing must be her ability. "Why would I? I am enjoying this," the woman said evilly. Tears formed in my eyes as I witnessed how Jaxon kept on shrieking in pain.

I watched in amusement as she walked away, sighting her fake butt job. "What did she mean by specialty?", I asked, all my senses attuned to where Vanir's hand rested on my thigh, his fingers tracing circles on the exposed skin as I tried to regather my wits. "Vampires come here to seek a sexual high by feeding", Vanir said and I gasped, definitely from his words and not the fact that a finger of his just brushed my nipple. "Humans volunteer for that", Vanir added. "Why would one do that?", I asked, my mind heady as his chocolate scent wrapped around me, intoxicating me as I squirmed on his lap.

Oralie sat up a little annoyed, and before opening the window, she quickly collected the displeasure on her face and asked anxiously: - Sir, what happened? Can't you sleep? Selina shook her head slightly, those ash gray eyes still looking straight at her, and affirmatively replied: - A vampire doesn't need sleep. But humans need sleep. But humans need sleep! At this moment, Oralie really wanted to shout at this vampire, that she needed to sleep, she needed sleep. But then, Oralie took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and swallowed the scream that hadn't come out of her mouth yet. She calmly asked Selina:

"What's the hypothesis? Why would vamps suddenly change?" "Some people were talking about a quantum leap. They are saying we shifted into a different universe with slightly different rules... I don't know. I didn't sign up for fucking quantum physics," she complained, but Ivan's head started reeling. If vamps were suddenly fertile and weaker, what if they were also mortal? Maybe he could try again. To do it himself. Take his own life. Maybe this time it would work. Sera's eyes flew to him with a warning. "Don't even think about it," she growled. Ivan blinked in surprise. He always had the inkling Sera was more than just very good at reading a person... was she reading his mind? "Yes."

They barely coexisted in the same classroom. But one thread pulled me in. A speculative post on a genetics forum. No author listed, no citations, the kind of post that would get laughed out of any real research lab. It listed theoretical symptoms a vampire hybrid might experience without knowing what they were. Blood craving, it said. Triggered by exposure to vampire blood. An instinctive pull toward it. Not hunger exactly, but something the hybrid wouldn't be able to explain. A trance-like state triggered by proximity.

There was only two kind of people who knew about our existence, the vampires and witches, but we never got across to one another, we all just stayed within our boundaries , we don't meet them, they don't meet us. I got into my black Toyota corolla sport car, I needed to go simple, the last thing I needed was some nosey human sticking in my business and asking stupid ass questions. I sped down the highway, sped was an over statement, the car kept stopping along the road, I was only minutes away from the office, the car backfired again. This was the little consequence I had to suffer for my actions and dad was basically punishing me for refusing to join the family business, and most importantl

She's the chosen one so she'd naturally feel attached to our species without even knowing. "Uhm, do you want me to set up a bed for you?" She asked me. "I wouldn't be sleeping." "So you're just going to sit there and watch me sleep?" "Basically. Or I could lay on the bed with you if you'd like." I shot her a smirk knowing full well what effect it had on her. Vampires could sense pretty well human emotions. She took a dazed glance at my lips then refocused back on my eyes. "N-no there would be more than fine." With that, she hopped on her bed and grabbed her laptop making me frown while watching her silently.

He picked grapes and then picked plums for her to eat to soften the spicy taste of the chili, but the more he comforted her, the more she cried and kept shaking her head, making him not know what to do anymore. - Samson, please invite me into your castle. - Maris raised her neck and called out. - Please come in. Samson hurriedly responded to Maris' request and in less than half a second, the female vampire appeared beside the two of them. Maris gasped when she saw the fruit scattered on the grass and Lucasta's red, swollen mouth. She immediately turned to Samson and widened her eyes. - Oh my god, what have you done to Lucasta?