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Fallen Angel -
7
I appeared
to be alone. At least Angelica was no longer in bed with
me. Carefully turning my head, I saw the bathroom door was open.
I
could neither see nor hear her. Guess she took off. I felt
a pang of
regret.
My groin area ached from the work-out it had received last
night.
Matter of fact, my whole body ached. I felt as if I had just
run a
marathon. But God, she had been fantastic. Even in my widest
dreams, I
never imagined sex could be that good.
I'd had my share of sex partners. And Ellie and I had a
great
physical relationship. (Even if our emotional one was shit at
the
moment). But I'd never experienced such extreme physical enjoyment...
enjoyment? Shit, more like pure, raw ecstasy. Just the memory
of last
night caused my penis to throb.
I closed my eyes, and allowed my mind to re-experience the
night's
events. Once again, my angel's face hovered above me, her grey
eyes
sucking at my soul. Her firm, hard breasts caressing my chest,
her tight
womb swallowing my being as I drowned in a sea of sweet, vibrant
pleas-
ures. And once again I fell into the blackness.
-----o0o-----
My consciousness
struggled to the surface, chasing away shadowy
images of a beautiful fallen angel. My eyes opened slowly, fearful
of
the brightness, only to find the room bathed in a soft, diffused
light.
The racket in my head had subsided to a tolerable dull roar.
I was still alone. My body felt limp, without energy.
But when I
moved, there was less discomfort than earlier. Slowly I slid
a leg off
the bed and onto the floor. Pushing myself up into a sitting
position, I
sat there, girding myself for the next step-- standing up.
I was surprised at the way I felt. I was numb, listless.
Just
standing seemed to take more effort than it was worth. But somehow
I
managed to get myself into the bathroom.
After relieving a bloated bladder (which in itself was near
ecstasy), I stepped into the shower. The blast of steaming hot
water
seemed to help clear the cobwebs from my brain, but did little
to
rejuvenate my sagging energy levels.
Still feeling sluggish, I towelled off and returned to the
other
room. Looking around I saw someone had picked up my clothing,
and having
neatly folded them, placed them on a chair. My bag was where
I had left
it last night near the door. Grabbing the bag, I tossed it on
the bed
and opened it. Taking out a change of clothing, I got dressed.
As I dressed, images of last night flashed through my consciousness.
My penis, fully
erect, throbbed with pleasure. As I pulled my pants on,
the confinement of my shaft became pure agony. I briefly played
with the
idea of jerking off. And just as quickly, discarded it. I
wasn't some
pimply-face teen aged kid. At last dressed, I headed down to
my car.
With no destination in ming, I drove away from the motel.
Several cars driving in the other direction flashed their
headlights
at me. I suddenly realized the sun had set, and I had been driving
without being consciously aware of doing so. I quickly turned
on my car
lights, and tried to take my bearings.
For a reason I could not fathom, I seemed compelled to drive
in a
certain direction. I did not spend much time trying to analyze
the
compulsion, but simply went with it. I drove by the old cemetery.
Nowadays, it was more of a historical site. There were few people
still
alive who had relatives or loved ones buried here. (Most of
the burials
took place at the newer cemetery located on the other end of
town.)
I suddenly needed to park the car. Again, I briefly wondered
why
the sudden urge. But as soon as the question appeared in my
mind, it
disappeared. Getting out of the car, I walked to the entrance.
The next thing I knew, I was standing outside a large mausoleum.
How I got there, I had no idea. As I looked back to where I
thought the
road was, I heard movement near by.
Turning toward the sound, I saw her. She was dressed exactly
as she
had been the night before. A burst of raw, animal passion surged
through
me. God, I wanted her.
"Ah, my precious Christopher. At last you have come.
I was afraid
you would resist. I am so weak this night. But soon you will
help me
with that. And then later, we shall explore and feast together.
Come!"
she commanded, entering the mausoleum.
I couldn't have refused her even if I thought to. Like
a dog who
smells a bitch in heat, I followed her eagerly into the building,
waiting
for the chance to satisfy my lust. The inside was dark. I could
just
barely see her. I quickly moved to her, grabbed her in my arms
and
smashed my mouth against hers.
Her hands flew to my chest. Her fingers fumbled with the
buttons of
my shirt, only to realize they couldn't remove it that way.
(I had put
on one of those pull-over golf shirts. You know the type with
the three
or four buttons at the neck?) Her hands tore at my shirt as
she pulled
it from my pants. She pushed me away from her as she raised
it to my
chest.
I had a fire burning between my legs. I pressed my groin
hard
against her stomach. My hands left her and tore at my belt buckle.
I
glanced up at her expecting to see her tearing at her clothes,
and froze.
Her face! It was changing. God, I must still be drunk
from last
night, I thought. Her chin elongated, growing longer and more
pointed.
Her lips stretched in a sick smile, across her face as her mouth
grew in
size. And her teeth. Those sweet, white pearls had suddenly
become
ragged, cruel, with long, protruding canines.
Her eyes change from the deep grey to a sickly, glowing
yellow. She
was a monster. And I couldn't move or cry out. My limbs no
longer
obeyed me. It was like I had suddenly become a prisoner within
my own
body. I could think. But that was all I could do.
"Ah, my precious. Does my appearance distress you?"
she hissed
through those hideous teeth. "Have you never seen pictures
of vampires
before? Let me assure you, I am one of the least hideous. But
come, we
waste time. I can feel my strength ebbing. I know you're still
weak
from our last joining, but I promise I will only take a little.
Just
enough for me to manage until we make other arrangements."
Through no will of my own, my body moved closer to her.
I felt a
shiver as she caressed my bare chest. She lowered her face to
my breast
and her tongue lashed across my nipple. Again, I felt the fire
burn in
my groin. My mind was screaming in terror, yet my body screamed
for her
touch.
Suddenly, I felt a cold stab of terrifying pain as she sank
her
teeth into me. And then, as it happened last night, (I wondered
why I
had not remembered this happening last night until this moment.)
my body
was consumed by the most exquisite physical ecstasy imaginable. |