Whole New World

As more weeks went by, Willow eventually saw the light so to speak with the catastrophic events of the car crash and the injuries that Dawn in particularly sustained. From this fresh wave of guilt ensued along with the withdrawal effects of purging herself of the black magic. In a nutshell Willow felt shit

Willow could not believe her luck. A new day in a new country now and that meant new victims. Having been turned for only 6 months Willow was adjusting well to her vampire life, she loved the power of the kill, the potency of human blood, the trill of the screams. She stalked her way through the evening crowds of socialites all out for their own, gain, ultimately making themselves more vulnerable to the world demons in the intoxicated state.

“Hey Baby,” She was approached from behind by a young virile man, hunting for a decent lay. He groped Willow’s arse feeling the taut muscles sway sensually in his grasp, she turned on him so they were face to face. Her eyes became pure pools of need, reaching down Willow grabbed hold of his throbbing cock.

“Oh My!!” Willow exclaimed in delight “Aren’t we the excited one, Do you wanna see what I can do to it?” She asked squeezing the mans erection unforgivingly with her hand. With little resistance Willow managed to direct the nameless victim into a near by alleyway. She let him go, sitting herself down on some steps outside some fire escape.

The Victim stood in front of her speechless, never in his wildest dreams did he think the groping would work, it never had done before, but ever the alpha male, he wouldn’t stop trying unless he achieved his goal. Tonight it seemed would be his crowning victory.

With the pull of her index finger Willow pulled invited her victim closer, as though in trance he obliged. Barely noticing her pulling the fly on his jeans, finding no barrier to the pulsing cock she grasped it unforgivingly and it twitched accordingly. Victim groaned in response, yet he did nothing to urge the lady on, he was well aware who in charge here, and he loved it. He started to remove his shirt but was stopped abruptly.

“NO” The vampire’s voice was almost guttural, but she tried not to give too much away. At the victims shocked expression she attempted to soften her tone. “This is the only skin I need right now.” She shook his cock vigorously watching with satisfaction as his pre-cum bubbled out of his tip.

“Oooh Holy Shit!!” Victim drawled out his arousal becoming unbearable, shouldn’t I be humping something by now and with that he started humping into her fist unashamedly.

“Na na, na, easy tiger” The Vampire scowled. “Attend to me first” her hands left his shaft and she started buttoning down her shirt revealing her braless breasts. “Nibble them” He didn’t need to be told twice. Victim dove in devouring the vampire’s breasts with a fierceness that awoke Willow to her new senses of the unlife. The pulsing of his blood that she could feel in the air surrounding them, she could smell their potent arousal as though it was already sliding down her throat.

Attacking the her nipple Victim started at it’s base and pulled it out with his teeth to as far as he could stretch it, this earning him a loud groan of approval. Spurred on, Victim pawed the neglected breast with his hands pulling, pinching and twisting the nipple to the point of pain that sent blistering arrows of arousal to the vampire’s core as she felt herself gush as mini orgasms rippled through her.

“Alright that’s enough!” The vampire growled she grabbed Victims member and pulled it under her skirt and into her bare pussy and thrust violently against it.

“Oh God, oh God, Oh God.” Victim chanted. “So fucking Tight!!!” As he rammed into her, with vicious thrusts.

The Vampire held her ground, and as Victim abandoned her breasts for her hips, literally lifting her light frame up and down his cock. Well that just wouldn’t do, and Willow fingered her nipples recreating the pleasure pain before it all suddenly exploded and she felt Victim’s hot cum shooting inside of her as he screamed his release.

“AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHH, FUUUUUUUUCKING, JESUS CHRIST” She screamed, her face contorted, trying with all her might to keep her demon at bay. She wasn’t finished with him yet. She needed him alive for her wishes to come true.

He came down from his high panting heavily against her shoulder. The Vampire tried to imitate his gasping for air so as not to seem to obvious. Once Victim’s breathing resembled some degree of normality the Vampire pushed him away turned around and rose up her barely there skirt baring her behind to him.

When Victim did nothing Willow looked over her shoulder questioningly. “Well? Don’t you want to ram my sweet little arse until I can’t sit down” She fluttered her eyelashes bashfully. That shook Victim from his sated stance and awoke him too his returning arousal, his cock hardening once more he lubed himself up in consideration for the ‘young Girl’ and entered her tight arse groaning once more.

The Vampire rolled her hips back and with a little wiggle ensured that no pleasure spot was missed, it was amazing feeling him harden and get bigger inside her. “YEAH BABY, RIGHT THERE!!” Willow squealed in delight, and brought one of the hands grasping her hip up to her breasts encouraging him to squeeze and pinch her to the brink of madness, which he did very well. As Victim found their rhythm, he thrust harder, pushing the vampire forward until she lost her balance and braced herself against the top step.

“HOLY SHIT”

That was much better, suddenly so much deeper, she was filled, her neglected breast jiggled frantically with the thrusts and tantalisingly brushed her nipple over the stone cold step, it was the sweetest feeling ever and it was enough to push her over the edge.

They came with a powerful thrust, both screaming their decent. Victim started to slow down due to sheer exhaustion.

“Don’t you fucking stop! Or no blow job for you” Vampire viciously growled, so he continued and tipped her over again, and again, she started fingering herself in a frenzy coming again and again, until she finally felt him soften up and slide out knowing that he was draining him dry. He wrapped his arms around her from behind in a comforting gesture as Victim grasped at some degree of composure.

However the simple degree of humanity was too much for the new vampire, it reminded her too much of what she lost. ‘No don’t even think about it, that can never happen again, you can’t let it. You’ll only be hurt.’ She moved out of his grasp and turned to face him and yet couldn’t look him in the eyes. Not any more. ‘Never again’ The vampire repeated in her mind, and with a certain hollowness Vampire sunk to her knees and took the softening member into her mouth sucking him off as promised.

‘He doesn’t taste as good’ Vampire mused even in death her previous lover haunted her senses. ‘Nothing can compare’. She tried to keep up the visage of being in the moment as much as she could, for herself more than him, she needed to prove she could stand alone. Vampire brought her Victim to another orgasm without much thought, not that he cared, this was the best fucking sex of his life he might as well enjoy it.

“Oh God, Oh Holy Shit, oh Yeah baby yeah.” He drawled.

As soon as the deed was done Willow suddenly snapped back into the present with renewed vigour, reminding herself that there was an imminent reward coming her way for her troubles. With that happy thought the demon visage took over as she raised herself to her feet.

With the victims eyes still closed in post coital bliss he didn’t see the vampire bare her fangs and barely felt them penetrate his neck due to his headiness. So his death wasn’t so bad for him and was simply delicious to her, the testosterone flowing through his blood stream made it all the more potent, made it all the more sweeter.

This was enough. For now this would do.

******

Once her carnal urges had been satisfied the fierce depression gripped her again. She was alone, terribly alone. Like her life Willow in unlife was rather schizophrenic in mood, one second she could be as angry as hell the next she could be all sweetness and light without a care in the world. Now however Will was gripped in grief, for the loss of a loved one, who was always her everything, they always would be.

As Willow moped back to her flat, she soon forgot her evening romp and lost herself in her own thoughts, lost herself in the painful memories that had made her what she had become.

Luckily Willow’s latest victims blood bade her well for a few days, which was just as well because the vampire was so wrapped up in her own grief that she didn’t leave her flat for four. When the hunger finally became unbearable that it drove Willow to hunt she was so not in the mood, but what choice did she have?

She might not get out that often, but the vampire was starting to recognise the social agenda of the city, and Wednesday night meant student piss up. Willow really didn’t know why, nor did she particularly care all she did know was that there was suddenly so many more students in the city meaning more intoxicated victims for Willow to play with.

The vampire herself needed some relaxing so went to the first pub she could find to chill out and get in the mood. She found an Irish Bar Murphy’s they called it. Upon entering Willow absorbed the warmth and smokiness of the air, it would do, it boarded on comfort, something that made the vampire uneasy but she would have to deal with that.

After a few shots at the bar as she eyed up potentials, the vampire became fidgety, itching for a kill. She had to leave before she gave into her carnal desires so publicly. Finding sanctity in the cold night air Willow started her hunt, like the previous kill the vampire put her faith in the victim (s) finding her first, but after an hour with no action she was starting to get a bit perturbed.

“What the fuck is wrong with these people?” the vampire growled looking around, even making eye contact with people to draw them in still nothing. Then a plan formulated. ‘what if I change me?’ Willow pondered, she looked down at her modest chest then retreated into a nearby ally way.

The one positive from the most painful time of the month when she was alive for Willow, was that her breasts would always swell up, sometimes so much that they were painful, but still it got her way more attention, which she secretly craved (even if she was already attached!).

Suddenly the solution revealed itself, the vampire felt the magic tingle round her body and collect in her now outstretched palms. Willow muttered “enlargio” as she placed her hands on her own breasts, feeling the warmth radiate into them her magic although based in darkness was heating her flesh as the skin stretched to accommodate the new weight. The vampire left her hands where they were until she was happy with her new chest. When her shirt could be stretched no more the vampire lifted her hands away. Looking down at her work Willow was impressed, so much so she couldn’t help but cop a feel of herself.

“Oh wow, baby! These are so full, I love it.” The vampire gave a few well placed squeezes to her considerably larger breasts, they must have increased by at least a couple of sizes and they weighed substantially more stretching her shirt so tight it just looked wrong, like it could pop at any second. The vampire loved it.

“They just look like I’ve had surgery, who hasn’t these days.” She whispered thoughtfully. With that, the vampire waltzed back onto the street, in to the throng of the crowds who meandered from one bar to another. At least she was getting looks now, and a few wolf whistles too. ‘Yay for my boobies’ the vampire once again looked down at her work. It would wear off in twenty-four hours, so she might as well make the most of it whilst she could.

At the next wolf whistle the vampire turned on her heels and eye balled her next victim. ‘umm not bad.’ The lad had to be 20 at the most, of athletic build. ‘yay, more energy to deal with me.’ He seemed quite a handsome chap by Willow’s standards. In fact so did the man beside him, she’d never considered that before. Could the vampire cope with two at once? ‘I’m sure I’ll survive’ she beamed.

With that the Vampire went in on the prowl stalking towards her pray. “Hey gorgeous, I got this kinda ache I think you can fix for me, what do you say?” the first victim confident strides to capture his ‘prey’ cocking his head he invites his companion to join him.

“I think I can help you out.” The Vampire drawled. “Come here baby.”

*****