Sonny - Vampire Hunter

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I made a couple of illustrations for Sonny's story, A Vampire Hunter's Evening Off. I'm reposting that story here with his permission, and including the illustrations in the appropriate location.

WARNING: Note that is story is meant for open-minded, mature adults and contains erotic fictional horror.

A VAMPIRE HUNTER’S EVENING OFF

By SonnyFtM

My chosen profession is vampire hunting and I truly love my job. Though I started out motivated purely by revenge, having had my family killed by a group of vampires, I was now doing it for sensual enjoyment. Nothing excites me as much sexually as dispatching a beautiful evil bitch. Though I can’t say I don’t get pleasure from killing a male vampire too, it is killing the females ones that really filled me with a greedy lust. 

Idly dipping my hand into my trousers I started fondling my sexual junk, thinking of my last kill … that of killing a six centuries old vampire who terrorized much of Europe during her reign … by thrusting my sword deep into her vampire pussy, and sending her screaming, shuddering and quivering to eternal hell … just thinking of it again sent little shivers of pleasure down my spine and made my nether regions tingle and ache with lust …

I’m a transman (FtM trans) who has been on testosterone for many years and have had top surgery. Basically I look like any regular guy on the street with the exception that for every day wear, the natural looking bulge in my boxers underneath is a Mr. Limpy male prosthesis, which quite realistically looks like a flaccid penis. Many of my friends have described me as a handsome butch boi and I’m proud of it. My hair’s completely shaven off in a Kojak style, and it’s pretty sure you’ll find me neatly dressed in jeans and a button up or a t-shirt so I can show off the arms I’ve worked so damn hard for. 

As it happened, I was off for the weekend, and had received no new notices of vampire spottings or killings. I was feeling quite horny, and decided it was time to dump Mr. Limpy and slip on my strap-on cock underneath my jeans and go hunting for a fine, sexy femme to keep me company for the evening. I was staying in a nice hotel in an upmarket part of San Francisco and was thinking I could really impress her with this place. 

I stopped teasing my hardening clit and moist cleft, and took a quick shower and dressed appropriately for the hunt, sliding my strap-on cock down my right trouser leg so it wouldn’t look to conspicuous that I had a permanent hard-on underneath. I smiled slyly to myself at the thought of seducing and fucking some lucky femme.

But after hanging out in two transman friendly, lesbian bars, and despite using my best charms, I still hadn’t scored. Sadly, none of the femmes showed the slightest interest in a butch FtM like me. So I decided to just give it up, return to my usual haunt of the Lexington, get drunk and then head to my hotel and masturbate myself to sleep. I crawled into a booth and ordered a Brandy, sitting back to watch the world go by and drown my sorry ass sorrows.

Suddenly round about midnight this stunningly beautiful woman entered the Lexington, wearing a short black mini skirt, a black crop top with chains and studs, leaving her flat, pierced belly bare, and thigh high stiletto boots. She looked like she’d just stepped off set as some dominatrix in many of the Kink Company productions in that part of town. After letting her eyes roam across the room, her eyes fastened on mine, and she walked over to my table, her hips swaying sexily.

She was a brunette with hair cut in a sort of page boy style, nice bouncy tits not confined by a bra, and had the most alluring, almost hypnotic blue eyes that seemed to stare right through me, to the core of my hungry soul. She smiled seductively at me, her mascara eyelids fluttering in the way women do when they’re eager to attract attention, while her eyes glittered as if she’d just won the lotto, which confused me. What the heck? Was this attractive, domme looking bitch coming on to me? Do I look like a submissive boi and an easy conquest and slut toy to her?

Before I could say anything, she told a passing waitress to bring me another drink and ordered a Bloody Mary for herself and slid in next to me.

Then she said sweetly to me: “What you looking for here tonight, boi? How does a little BDSM play tickle your fancy?” Shocked, I gathered my wits and replied: ”Hey, listen honey … You are very, very pretty, but I’m not a bottom, if that’s what you think, but a top! I fuck … I don’t get fucked!” 

She looked me square in the eye, her dark red lips curling upwards in a soft sensual smile, her brilliant blue eyes staring at me with undisguised sensual hunger, and whispered slowly and softly in a sultry purr: “Ummm, that’s what you think, pretty handsome boi!” 

Now the waitress was bringing our drinks and I was so fucking shocked I didn’t know what to say. Gawd, it was both exciting and frightening to feel the raw lust in her stare … women seldom came on so strongly to me, but it was flattering and strangely intoxicating.

Before I could blink she’d paid for the drinks and was holding her glass up for a fucking toast! I was so surprised and off my game enough to toast her back before I even know I’d done it. Now I’d set the game and I was gonna have to play it or walk. Something made me stay. Probably the seductive, alluring look in those big baby blues. She had a stare that was thrilling and chilling, and I found myself getting’ all wet … my cock-like clit trembling with dangerous excitement. Unbelievable!

We shared introductions and I learnt that her name was Liz and that she was a medical student at Berkeley, but did part time work as a porn star in the BDSM industry. We talked for a bit about some dumb, general shit, I don’t remember what, and pretty soon we were walking out the door together.

We had our arms around each other’s waists, but suddenly as we rounded the corner of the bar, Liz again caught me off guard. Amazingly strong for her relative petite size, she suddenly pinned my arms to my sides in a vise grip, slammed me into the wall so hard it knocked my breath away, and planted a wet, probing kiss on me that stunned me to the bone. When she stopped, I was shocked that my only response was to lean towards her and kiss her back. It got hot then, I wasn’t struggling but I pushed her back to let her know I could if I wanted to and we stood there, necking like school kids, and she just melted me. There was some totally hypnotic charm about her … quite irresistible!

She pointed down the street and said: “You want a cab now, Sonny?” 

I replied, my voice husky with desire: “Yeah, Liz, please come back with me … I’d love that a lot!” 

And just like that she did. She called the cab, but I told the driver where to take us. When the cab stopped, she jumped out quickly, running to other side on her stiletto boots and opened the fucking door for me, while giggling sweetly at my stunned expression, saying: “Sonny, it’s about time a handsome, transman like you got treated equally for a change.” 

Grinning at the traditional role reversal, I shrugged, and she led me up by the hand to my hotel room.

We got in the room and all hell broke loose, she stripped me down, tearing at my clothes as I tore at hers. I felt myself flush with lust and moist heat pooled in my loins as I feasted on her ruby red nipples, stiff with arousal, as they finally came into view as her crop top fluttered to the ground. 

Looking at the gorgeous woman before me, my eyes widened as I slid her mini skirt down, my gaze glued to the soft, inviting darkly colored down nestling at the juncture of her thighs. Soon we were both stark naked, except both of us were still wearing our boots, and old faithful was still strapped to my mound, jutting out like an erect penis.

Then Liz fell back on the bed, cupping her hands around the shaved back of my head, she pulled me powerfully towards herself. A strange sound between a mewl of pain and a moan of pleasure slipped from her throat, a sound of ecstasy that lingered in the air as my tongue slithered up the smooth thighs of my gorgeous seductress, slowly upwards, towards her glistening cunt, which below her trimmed bush, was shaved deliciously bare.

I followed the pull on my shaved head, drawing another moan from Liz as I bathed her soft, nether lips with my hot breath, blowing and gently kissing, savouring the strong flavour and aroma of her arousal that dripped into my mouth, and wafted into my nose. She gave another groan as my tongue curled outwards, flicking over her shiny, pink clit, earning a delicious moan combined with a shudder from my sultry lover.

Kissing the drenched pussy before me, I started thrusting my tongue upwards and inwards, deep inside the moist, silky depths of Liz, my nose filling with the horny scent of her arousal. Excited and intoxicated with lust, I drove my tongue harder, deeper, faster … fucking her furiously with me tongue.

Sweat ran down my back, and suddenly I felt her nails claw into my shoulders, digging in and drawing dark red lines of pain, but it only served to drive me deeper into the madness of my desire that had claimed its hold upon me. I enjoyed hearing Liz’s moans coming faster, louder, echoing in the room, until what seemed like much too short a time, Liz let out a loud howl and wail of pleasure that could have woken the dead … her body thrashing and quivering like the fragile branch of a tree in the midst of a gale.

Liz’s nails dug deeper into my shoulder as she came down from her high, while small bloody beads of hot crimson rose, then trickled, and rolled down my back and chest, as her pleasure juices smeared over my face. Her eyes were closed as if she was sleeping peacefully and a look of intense satisfaction shone in her beautiful face, but then suddenly her eyes popped wide open, and a mischievous grin spread over her features.

Showing again her surprising strength despite her size, she suddenly flipped me over on to my back, and rose to stand above me like a goddess, her naked breasts still heaving from her released passion. She placed her booted foot on my solar plexus and stretched out like lioness just woken, and let out a long sigh of pleasure before looking down at me laying expectantly upon my back … my strap-on cock rigid and ready, pointing to the ceiling … my chin, lips and nose glistening wetly with proof of my pleasuring skill. 

Liz squatted down, teasingly kissing the tip of my rubber cock … then suddenly her demeanor changed, her eyes getting an icy, mischievous glint that sent a strange chill down my back … she fastened her hand hard around the base of my dick, and getting up, she pulled and jerked me upright … Gawd, for once, I was glad it wasn’t a real cock; otherwise, she may have ripped it off!

Quickly and expertly she unclipped and removed my strap-on cock and harness, and strapped it onto herself, while she smiled seductively at me, whispering softly: “Sonny boi, you won’t need this tonight, tonight you’re gonna be my bitch! … He! He!” 

Instead of being annoyed, I was amazed and excited. She kissed me hard, backed me up hard against a wall and mashed her hard-nippled tits deliciously sexy into my upper torso. The energy was electric and steamy. 

I was still a little drunk but not that drunk and I knew suddenly that for the first time that I actually wanted to be a subbie bitch for her. Fuck, the urge to bottom for a change was totally foreign and strange, yet so alluring. I moaned softly and reached down to my dick strapped to her mons, slowly and gently jerking it with my hand in a fucking motion, and pushing the base back against her cunt. 

Liz grabbed the back of my neck and pushed me down to it, while I kissed her all the way down, covering her tits and belly with kisses and bites. When I was on my knees like a little doting puppy, facing my own huge dick … suddenly I wanted it so bad it brought tears to my eyes. Then I wrapped my lips around it, moistening it with my saliva, as Liz rammed it down my throat, savoring the way it felt in my mouth, and hearing her moan with pleasure. She kept her hand on the back of my head and slammed me back down on it.

She didn’t have to push hard because I wanted to get her off bad. So I rammed that cock down my throat and every time I did, I heard her getting hotter and hotter. I could smell her heat and it smelled good. Then suddenly she growled like an angry lioness, grabbed me under the arms, and pulled me up, turning me around to face the wall, grabbed my hands and raised them high, almost painfully high behind my back. 

Pushing me forward she kicked my feet apart so I had to lean hard to stand up. She slid her other hand between my spread thighs and found me soaking wet. Giggling she twiddled my aching, throbbing clit with her fingers, gently cooing: “Ooohhh, but that’s a HUGE clit … and it looks so EXCITED!”, causing me to jerk and quiver in sensual enjoyment.

Then she slid two, then three fingers in, teasing me: “Mmm, ready and hungry, now that’s how I like my bitches. Stick it out … you horny, slutty boi … so I can really fuck ya!” 

I was really wanting it bad by then and I did stick my ass back like a street slut, and from below she slapped my cunt and engorged, swollen clit three times with my own dick. Wet slapping noises filled the air and I could smell my own hot snatch, aching painfully for her to fill me up. I shivered with each slap, and groaned hornily. God, she wanted me to ask for it. And I did. Shamelessly. “Oh yes, fuck me … Oh gawd yes, fuck me … FUCK me hard!”” 

I was so fucking hot that I was starting to rock my hips as she slapped my drenched pussy more. Then I felt her at my inflamed entrance, and she rammed it up inside me lifting me off the fucking floor. and I grunted as she slammed back and forth into me over and over … driving her hips forward, ramming the dildo like a piston, with squelchy sounds into my dripping, quivering hole. I could feel her getting close, her body tensing as she started making these animal noises and digging her fingers into my hips as she thrust and thrust and finally exploded, ramming me harder so I couldn’t stand anymore, losing my balance, and we collapsed on the floor in a heap.

She unclipped and unhooked my harness and cock, and we lay there for a while panting and happy, except I hadn’t cum yet and, oh man, did I need release! My rev counter was in the red! As if reading my mind, Liz suddenly slid her hand down between my spread legs and worked … shoved and thrust … her whole fucking hand into my gaping, aching twat. I about came outta my skin and start humping her hand like crazy, riding it like a real bitch in heat, and now I understood that overwhelming need I’d seen in so many of the femmes I’ve fucked over the years. A need so damn deep it blocked out everything, but the feeling in your cunt and clit, and the pressure to get it off.

With her other finger she started vigorously rubbing my little cock as well. Squirming in exquisite ecstasy, I was rapidly approaching boiling point. When I finally came it was the most intense thing that had ever, ever, ever happened to me. I exploded! I shuddered! I screamed! I quivered! I saw frigging shooting stars and galaxies spinning and twirling, and I damn near passed out as I my pussy convulsed, and I gushed like a schoolgirl over her hand.

The next thing I knew she was holding me, and shusshing and crooning to me like one would a baby, nuzzling up cozily to my neck. Then suddenly I felt a sharp, searing tingle in my neck, and startled, I grabbed her hair and instinctively pulled her head away … and to my shock, as my eyes focused, I saw long, sharp fangs protruding from her grinning mouth … and bright jugular blood dripping from their tips! MY GAWD! She was a fucking vampire!!!

Sickening horror, fear and revulsion rushed through me … in my drunken, horny state of mind I’d let my fucking guard down … DAMMIT! And she’d bitten me … SHIT!

Roaring in anger, I powerfully shoved the giggling bitch off me … and lunged to my backpack almoside the bed … but as I opened the side pocket and my right hand closed around my silver dirk , she came at me from behind … fast and fiercely … trying to rip the sharply pointed dirk from my hand, while her left hand wrapped around my neck, tilting it back and to the side … lining me up for another bite … 

But fear gave me almost super human strength, and I banged my head back hard … so it smashed into the bridge of her nose, while also driving back with my left elbow to slam it into her solar plexus … She gave an awful shriek, and released me, and I spun round fast … lifting and ramming my silver dirk in deep into her breast, just to the right of her erect left nipple … driving it through the ribcage into her evil heart! 

“Gotcha, you bitch!”, I yelled triumphantly at her.

 

But instead of collapsing, she just stood there laughing at me loudly, the silver dagger still protruding uselessly from her jiggling left breast, while she smirked and mocked evilly: “Tsk, tsk, Sonny boi … have you forgotten in your lust? We vampires have no heart … all those popular movies and books are all fiction … as you as an experienced vampire hunter should know … But no! No, just like a regular guy, thinking dully only with his dick … you were all night just thinking with your big, fat clit and your throbbing wet cunt! It was so fucking easy to seduce you … and now I’m gonna kill you!”

Then she launched herself at me with amazing speed, giving me no chance to sidestep … crashing into me like a rugby player or defensive line back … and hands over heels, we flew back to crash into the bedstand, sending the bed lamp and phone tumbling with a loud noise to the floor … then she was on top of me, and using her super human strength, straddled and pinned me with her legs … I struggled underneath her helplessly, her dangling tits dancing in my face, feeling her dripping, wet pussy slapping into my belly as I tried to dislodge her … this seemed to amuse and arouse her more, and she grabbed my head and pulled it up to expose my throat … opening her mouth wide as her fangs seemed to grow even longer …

In utter terror I groped around and then felt the bedside lamp … and in desperation, I gripped it and thrust the end with the broken bulb into her gaping pussy from below … and flicked the power switch … sending a huge jolt of electricity into the vampire’s source of eternal power and energy … 

Liz gave an unearthly howl, AAAIIIEEE!!!, and immediately rose off me, and fell backwards with legs spread and arms thrashing … her eyes wide in surprise and shock, mouth gaping open … 

Panting in relief, I gazed in amazement at the stem of the bedside lamp protruding crudely from her staked twat … the jagged pieces of glass having given her labia small cuts as it entered her … and then lightly colored puffs of smoke emanated from her pussy as it contracted and shuddered with electrocution … 

Grinning weakly, I whispered to the treacherous, dying bitch: “You fucking bitch … enjoy an eternity of burning and roasting in hell!”

Shuddering and squirming in the agony of creeping death, Liz’s face contorted in utter terror and defeat of what awaited her … but then she gave a wry, resigned smile as she replied: “You realize you too may join me there someday? … I’ll keep a hot place for you!”

Instinctively my hands went to my neck where she’d bitten me and with a sickening feeling I realized she was having the last laugh.

Then her eyes faded and rolled in her head, her beautiful, lush body gave a last few trembles, and then she went limp.

****** 

And that my gentle human folks, is how I retired from hunting, and became a vampire too … so BEWARE!

Happy Halloween!

THE END