Yandere Creepypasta Novels & Stories

I have the rarest one, and it is SD7. I was like a fucking drug to them both, especially for Lady Candice. She would feed on me like a drug addict who would get their last fix. Since I was fifty and was finally in the Bampire stages of no longer being a child, I thought she would have me lose my virginity already. However, Lord Cameron became jealous because he was not allowed to participate in any oral sexual activities or pleasures that Lady Candice had with me.

"I want to taste you when you fall apart. I want to feel this tight little pussy squeeze my fingers when you scream my name." The echoes of his dirty words and relentless stimulation finally shattered her. Marceline's orgasm crashed through her with the force of a tidal wave, making her arch completely off the bed as a scream tore from her throat. Zandrei held her down, lapping up every drop of her release as she convulsed beneath him, prolonging her pleasure until she collapsed bonelessly against the sheets.

"Sean, that sleazy narcissist, doesn't even compare to you. Chad, believe in yourself! "Mind you, I'm a paid member. I command you to hurry up!" Hunger surged through me as I scanned their lewd comments. My succubus instincts stirred. "Chad, here's a secret." I licked my lips. "I'm not fully human. I'm a succubus. "That means that no matter what you do to me, however rough, I won't get hurt. It'll only excite me. "If you're not scared, I could even show you my tail. But for now, I want to see yours first…"

The other women gasped, their wine glasses trembling as Eryndra whimpered and moaned beneath them, serving like a whore on the floor while they watched. The pouch passed on, heavy with menace now. Veyra, lips curling in a dangerous smirk, drew hers. “Feed yourself to another woman’s man until she begs to join you.” Her laugh was dark, throaty. She stood, dragging Nerida’s man by the collar to the floor, settling astride his face. Nerida’s giggle died instantly as Veyra ground down, moaning loud, mocking, until Nerida’s nails clawed at the table. “Please,” Nerida gasped, eyes wide, mask tilted askew. “Let me—”

He lunges, the blade slicing through the air, aimed at my chest, just above my right breast. I recoil, anticipating the agony. The knife bites deep, and I wince my vision blurring. My blood spills, warm and crimson, sliding down my torso. Denzel's eyes gleam with sadistic pleasure. With a twisted grin, he slits open his own rotting hand, revealing festering flesh. He presses his wounded hand against mine, mingling our skin. I scream as my blood blends with his skin, feeling an eerie presence invade my body. It's as if dark entities are awakening within me.

I said kissing her forehead " Then please stay with me just tonight" Riele needed her privacy. I might as well give it to her. I also needed time away from the human. "Of course I'll stay with you" I said smiling as I kissed her lips deeper and deeper. "I don't ever want to leave you" she said and completely climbed above me kissing me slowly will she got tired and fell asleep in my arms. Riele's POV "Lycanthropes are vampires with werewolves characteristics or werewolves with vampire characteristics"

Her mind clouded with need. She shivered. Was it just some kink? A twisted game? Or was it something more? She couldn’t shake it. Couldn’t rest. And the more she tried to make sense of it, the deeper the unease grew in her gut. She opened a private browser window and hesitated only briefly before typing in the words: “Signs you’ve been bitten by a vampire.” Nothing helpful. A few odd Reddit threads, a YouTube video about tantric healing, and a pop article about succubi.

The better I looked, the nastier the positions I wanted to try, and the more cocks I craved. Onlyfans brought in thousands of messages every week. Most were thirsty. But the cruel ones, the ones calling me a brainless cumrag, a fake-titted whore who only got views because I shook my ass on camera — those made my pussy drip. I fucking loved BDSM. Being degraded, broken, and used was my biggest turn-on.

Increase the allure by blowing on the nape and kissing the earlobe. Yuriel was covered in goosebumps. Her hands shook as she held the blanket in front of her chest. She lowered her blanket as if hypnotized. Aleandro's crawling eyes were drawn to her bare upper body. His lustful gaze darted around Yuriel's innocent body. He focused his attention on the plump breasts with pink peaks. Yuriel was embarrassed to be staring at Aleandro so intently. She wished to cover her body once more. However, Aleandro held her hand. The man sat down beside her and began wiping Yuriel's body with a wet towel.

Little did they know, I was the spider in the web, craving every cock that crossed my path—theirs included, but never only theirs. By evening, as I showered off the oil—hot water cascading over my body, soaping my tits till suds dripped from nipples, fingers plunging my cunt again to another quick cum—I plotted. Tomorrow, the teasing escalated. They loved me possessively, I'd love them back—with my body, for now. But Delilah always gets what she wants.