Jon followed Terry all day working on building his courage enough to speak to her. The frustration made it even worse for Jon becoming more anxious as he dwelled on the observation. The courage for ending the need for stalking Terry didn’t seem to ever want to come. Jon could tell Terry was nervous often as if she felt like she was being watched glancing around thinking. He had been very discrete making his frequent presence appears to be a normal routine coincidence. When Terry had lunch in the park sitting on the benchmark, as soon as she left, Jon was sitting in the same place. Feeling the warmth of the wood where her beautiful bottom had been. It made Jon so hard his big cock stretched out to full length filling his pants leg with hardness.
As he watched her Jon fantasized about the previous night, knowing easy it would have been to take her, possess her, invade her most private world. How it would feel to spurt the last drops of his abundant seed deep inside her fertile womb. Jon was closer than he had ever been following her today, his soul starving to watch her ripe body in fluid movement. Her bottom swwayed so desirable, the cleavage of her perfect globes beaconing his eyes. The extra pink tinge in her cheeses that signed her time of fertile ovulation that filled his senses with fire desires.
Jon was getting more desperate by the minute trying to figure a way to make her world his and his mind was made up today was the day. As he browsed throw the mall only a few feet from Terry he could hear her talking to a girl friend. She was being invited to a Halloween masquerade party close to where he and Terry lived. It was an open invitation to anyone and anyone they wanted to bring along. Jon thought how perfect for him to get close to her, with a costume his courage would be easy to find. He could show up and blend right in without any fear of being rejected, she would have no idea who he was.
Terry was going to buy a costume then go home to have dinner telling her friend she would see her at the party tonight. It was all ready late afternoon so Jon decided to get a costume as soon as he saw that Terry had chosen a Vampire lady outfit. Jon had to go as the Vampire, one more reason to be close to her or even start a conversation. No doubt there would be music and dancing hoping he could make the closeness substantial. He walked slowly being sure that she had made it home without delay, wishing it was a bit later so he could spy on her as she dressed but Jon didn’t want to push his good luck.
He took a shower as soon as he was home being sure he was at his best with that little touch of spice cologne that all the girls said was irresistible. Laying out the costume he had bought ready for when he decided to dress. Jon lay on his bed fantasizing about what possibilities may come his way at the party and after if he could hook up with Terry. He closed his eyes pulling her under garments from beneath his pillow taking a long deep breath of her lingering essence. Pressing the crotch of her panties into his face, Jon shined feeling the hot swelling of his cock, craving to impale Terry.
Jon slid her clothes back under the pillow with anxiety password, then began to dawn his costume for the party. He made certain every detail was perfect down to the eerie white makeup beneath the half mask that covered his eyes. The mirror image fit his desires, what better way to stalk than being a Vampire, but his lust was not for blood. The things that would satisfy his endless hunger waited beneath the vampires costume. Jon walked into the darkness waiting for Terry to appear, as she walked from home the short distance to the party he was close behind. Her movements beneath her black gown teased his soul, such a perfect mate he thought as his blood ran hot in his veins.
Jon slippedin the front door at the party a few seconds behind Terry immediately blending into the crowd. Letting her mingle a while before it appeared she had noticed him first. His heart pounded rapidly as she approached knowing she was bound to say something about the likeness that should bring them closer together. Her first words were, I see I have fond one of my own kind among the creativity of all hallows eve. Jon replied, yes, how fine to meet such a lovely creativity of the darkness, asking if she would care to dance? Terry took his hand walking him to the center of the room as his arm wrapped her waist and they began to move in harmony.
Jon adored the new closeness, her scents floated over his nostrils, her warm sensitive body in perfect tune with his as they moved round the floor. Their talk was very general with exception of Vampier references. Jon jokingly asked if she had drank enough blood today? Terry bit his neck rather suggestively saying, I so much love to suck and be sucked I never get enough. Terry had begun swaying her hips quite provocatively nearly gyrating sexual overtones that were arousing Jon rapidly.
As he suspected her body was tremendously hot at the pinnacle of her ovulation ripe and easily aroused just being close to him. Terry teased, you are the master of the night and I am but your follower. Bumping the V of her love gap sensitively into Jon’s cock bulge. A destined might of tricks master and it appears you do have such a nice treat awaiting you chose mistress. Jon smiled beneath his mask saying, yes dear Vampire you are such a lovely perfect trick.
Terry’s actions matched her beauty, firey password in tune with a luscious body, her fertile womb ripened for his harvesting. Terry said, we should go now I have a very special place to show you before midnight master. Jon was in no position to debate her request knowing his opportunity to possess her was coming close.Now a time of action rather than planning before Terry had second thoughts about her desires. He wondered how she could be so nave to desire a total stranger in disguise, she couldn’t possibly know who he was. It seemed so much unlike the Terry he had been stalking for months but he did not question the opportunity to seize the moment and fulfill his fansies.
As they walked in the darkness Terry clung tightly to Jon sweeping her hips into him suggestively to keep the arousal alive and fresh in both their beings. As they passed the cemetery close to the park Terry heisted wrapping her arms around his neck. Her lips met is with firey demanding kiss, tongue darting against his between their lips. Every inch of her flesh sending tremendous waves of hot desire into his eager senses. She pulled his hand to follow as she swung the heavy iron cemetery gate open with a rust groan.
Slowly she walked him among the old stone markers making aneerie Celtic chant he had never listened to before. Jon was in total suspension, what strange actions his quest had developed as she led him up the steps of the old mausoleum. Inside on the one stone sarcophagus she lit a black candle that had been placed there, then closed the cold steel door. Terry quickly returned to Jon recovering the intensity kiss, her mouth in a frenzy of password taking his breath away as he did his best to return her firey Passion. Her hands clutching at his cock shaft teasing his balls with cares making his cock harden and stretch to fullness in his pants.
His hands found her luscious breasts with no resistance, plying the tender globes beneath his pleasure fingers. Her nipples all ready hard between his rolling fingers, quickly Jon unbuttoned her gown, slipping the hasp of her bra. Eagerly as his whole body trembled with anxious desire he feasted on her creamy white breasts. The nipples swelling in his mouth as Terry thrust her chest at his mouth tangling her fingers in his hair. Constantly her hips thrust with firey need into Jon’s forcing his bulging cock between her legs.
Overcome with her hot cravings Jon slipped her dress up running his hands over her smooth belly as he slipped her panties down over her hips. Terry was so hot silky cream dripped from his fingers when he touched her swollen labia, her love bud at full inflation. Terry’s hands franticly freeing Jon’s statusesque cock from it’s confinement massaging its length as she pulled him to the alter with her. As she lay back on the stone she dragged him over her the fire in their souls at full rapture.
Terry wanted no more foreplay she wanted Jon now wrapping her legs around his waist kicking at his back to make him impale her on his throbbing manhood. Her molten luxury oozing over his cock head as it pressed into her burning desires. Without hesitation Jon speared his smooth long cock deep into Terry, orgasm after fiery orgasm rocked her body. With long deep pounding strokes Jon felt his fantasy nearing completion as the tension built to a crescendo in his groin.
One more penetrating thrust drive deep inside Terry’s womb, the Jon exploded his fiery seed in twitching spurts that seemed almost endless. Her vagina wrapped milking tightly on his shake drawing what he thought was his last few spurts. Then Jon felt the alter shake as Terry pulled him even tighter. He froze in shock as he felt her fangs sink deep in his neck and suck while simultaneously alone her vagina pulled Even more from the depths of his soul……………
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