2 comments/ 22153 views/ 6 favorites First Blood By: hotchkiss She was now deemed by her protectorate to be ready for the transformation, the critical time had come, unknown to Raven all the necessary preparations had been made long ago. She was different, that she knew already, her senses had always been keener than other children, she had always been quicker, brighter, more mentally agile than most others including many adults. This fateful night would see the beginning of her transformation from a seemingly normal young woman into an incredibly powerful entity. For many years know her father had told her she had a mysterious latent ability which some day would be revealed. Recently in herself she felt different, a new fire burnt within making her feel more alive and vibrant and more stronger. Lately she had found increasing difficulty sleeping at night and had spent many dark hours awake nursing a strange insatiable hunger that dissipated oddly with each dawn. Near to midnight on this the eve of her eighteenth birthday her father came to her in her rooms. Raven noted how he seemed strangely disturbed and agitated as he asked her to come to his study at once. Her father indicated he had something very important concerning her past to disclose. Hand in hand they walked hurriedly to his study, Raven found that could sense his emotions quite easily. His thoughts were full of anxiety and discomfort; she could not imagine what could trouble him so. Over the past few months she had found herself growing increasingly adept at reading other peoples thought-trains, at first she had dismissed it as chance but she came to realise that her budding ability was factual. She had started using it to her advantage, she could tell when a person was telling the truth, or lying, quite adeptly, all the signs pointed to her father's sincerity. Seating her in his own favourite leather chair he began to quietly relate the truth about her origins. At first she sat stunned in disbelief but as he talked things began to fall into place; seemingly unrelated or odd incidents took on a new perspective. Speaking to her quietly and soberly he told of how she was no mere mortal, how within her a power of unspeakable magnitude slumbered. Revealing the truth about her mother's abduction by the followers of a demon in Siam and her subsequent rape and pregnancy. He tearfully told Raven how her natural mother had died at the moment she was born and how the temple had looked after their welfare since. Openly he spoke about everything even of how the temple had made him marry her stunningly beautiful stepmother Lien who was barely five years older than herself. Now Raven realised why Lien had always been so excessively attentive to her stepdaughter. Finally he spoke of the great things she could attain and the incredible power that was hers for the taking if she desired it. He added at the end that her power and abilities would come with a heavy price, he hoped she could harness the temptation and use the power that would be thrust upon her wisely, but he would support her anyway should she err. Normally she would have dismissed all he said as rubbish but tonight something deep inside her had stirred and recalling other recent phenomena she knew instinctively what he told her to be true. Her mind raced as the information sank in; excitedly she toyed with new enthralling possibilities as she struggled to fully appreciate exactly what her father had just revealed to her. When he was sure that Raven understood him, and she calmed down a little he told her tonight was to be the night her power was awakened, in a way it would be her first test. Crossing the study he revealed to her a door that was cunningly concealed in the rich oak panelling of the wall. Ancient and well worn stone steps disappeared downwards into the inky darkness within. Without any light he beckoned for her to follow him into the darkness. As they descended Raven noted how she seemed to be able to see well despite the fact their was no light. Slowly she began to appreciate just how acute her senses had grown as faint whiffs of incense and other deeply sensual aromas caught her sensitive nostrils. Straight on past the perpendicular junction of two other passageways they went down a passageway with many closed doors on each side. The large double doors at the end were open and they passed through them and descended further still down wide slowly turning staircase for some time. As they went Raven began sensing the emotive force of the massed gathering of people long before they came upon the chamber excitedly she felt the exquisite hunger beginning to gnaw at her insides. At last they reached their goal, they entered through a great stone arch Raven stared down upon the gathered throng from the high vantage point at the top of a steep flight of stone steps. All around the tiered D shaped chamber she swept her eyes over them as they fell to their knees in sudden silence. Respectfully many of the throng close to them bowed low in reverence then came forward one at a time up the staircase. In well-rehearsed manner they knelt to kiss her slender hand and swear enslavement to her. Amongst them were her oriental stepmother, several relations, friends of the family, their servants and others Raven knew not. Sensing a strange commotion growing within herself as some deeply buried force fought its way out Raven realised the innocent teenager of yesterday was being driven out by something unknown and very powerful. The chants of the adoring throng encouraged her acceptance as the transformation sped up. A bolt of intense pain burst through her unprepared nervous system as the first true stage of her metamorphosis occurred and she screamed aloud. About her a great murmur of concern and excitement rippled, as the pain receded Raven cautiously relaxed a little and gazed about her, suddenly as if through new found eyes she perceived her surroundings differently. An intense ache of eager anticipation for the as yet unknown power she had been promised spread through her unchecked. Casting her new found gaze over the chamber eagerly she absorbed every minute detail even noting the ornate tapestries hung on the walls. All were adorned with symbols and runes which seemed to come from many races and cultures histories. She felt as if she was searching for something until her eyes fell on the great fabric screen hung high about the rear half of the sunken central area of the chamber between the supporting pillars of the chamber roof. It was not what Raven saw drawn upon the ornately embroidered screen that stunned her for set in a large niche in the wall behind the screen a life size gold female statue towered dominatingly. Though she could see but the top third of it the image she perceived shocked her incredibly for her own countenance stared back through sightless gold eyes over the gathering. The statue was naked as far as she could see over the screen and huge golden wings towered to the high roof of the niche behind it. Without instruction she descended the steps to join her stepmother Lien and several others who had gathered on the chamber floor before the screen. Strangely enough Raven felt no apprehension or concern, as her beautiful stepmother was undressed before her eyes by two naked well-endowed blonde haired girls who were clearly twin sisters. Obviously Lien was high in the pecking order Raven noted by the other peoples reverence for her. Raven then watched as her step-mother's body was anointed with fragrant oils and carefully painted with a series of patently erotic symbology. As she watched the ritual her interest in one of the two girls grew. A queer longing ate at Raven's soul as her eager eyes fixed avidly on the nearest of the two blondes, her heart pounded in her breast restlessly and she began to shake with a new until now unexperienced excitement. Her nails hurt and her teeth itched and her skin felt as if it was alive with electrifying jolts that drove her to distraction, she did not know why or how but she wanted the girl. Confused and scared by her own reaction she restrained herself from reaching out and touching the girl though it took some force not to set the demon within free. Her anguish eased a little as the girls moved away reverently averting their gaze as they backed off with heads bowed. Her stepmother moved slowly toward the screen and the crowd quietly chanted rhythmically as Raven started to follow. As she approached it the screen was cut loose falling heavily and noisily to the stone floor of the central area of the chamber she and many of the gathered gasped in amazement. Fully revealed to her and the crowd the golden sculpture was indeed what appeared to be. On a high pedestal in the niche she beheld a truly stunning image of herself. It was winged and sat cross-legged, a long serpentine tail coiled about the statue's base, but jutting upwards from between it's crossed legs it had an enormous erect convoluted penis. For a few seconds she stared wide-eyed upon the golden effigy in awe before her gaze was drawn lower. A faint gasp escaped her quivering lips and her pulse raced erratically. The obscene statue was not what had fired her new found excitement, for directly beneath the statue stood an ornately carved stone altar. Raven swallowed nervously for a moment as the soon to be obliterated innocent teenager rose to the surface from deep within her momentarily when her eyes beheld the offering presented there. Bound and naked a pale, red haired young woman lay upon the altar. As the implications of what she beheld began to sink in Raven was filled with sudden excitement, feeling the irrepressible craving that had plagued her recently as she stared at the voluptuous blonde surge up unstoppably in her now eager trembling body. Showing no signs of fear and making no attempt to struggle the girl lay calmly on the altar, her arms were symbolically bound by her sides to the perforated stone slab on which she lay with crimson cord. Her long shapely legs too were tied up, but they were held wide apart above her. Her slender ankles secured by long crimson cords that looped though bronze rings suspended from the caverns high roof. Her head hung over the lip of the altar top nearest to Raven, the girl's luxuriant long red wavy hair cascaded gloriously in waves around her beautiful upturned flushed face. Through wide inverted bright blue eyes the girl gazed adoringly at her and smiled in eager welcome. Realising she recognised the girl Raven almost smiled in response, she was Katrina, one of the estates numerous serving staff but Raven had never had to speak to her before. Common sense told her that this was insane, she must be having the strangest of dreams but she wasn't. The inexperienced teenager was unable to fight the intensity and irrefutable power of the alien force that surged unstoppably through her. As some realisation of what she may be becoming dawned upon her Raven screamed as she struggled hopelessly with her confusion. Turning to her stepmother she gazed imploringly at her, in turn Lien directed her view back to the altar reverently. Doing as instructed but still unable to fathom out why, she found herself hungrily eyeing the delicate offering that she found invitingly laid out before her, to her bewilderment. The force within advanced, her perception shifted again and her mind slid away from its previous thought patterns even more. Her mind raced excitedly and Raven found her now ravenous eyes drinking in the offered delights shamelessly, as she pushed the puzzled confused young girl to the back of her mind. Her heart pounded as she was scanning the girl's voluptuous firm breasts with their swollen aroused rose pink teats. A peculiar mix of sexual arousal and peculiar hunger grew rapidly within Raven as her eager eyes roamed down the girl's firm belly to the thick fiery red hair nestled between her thighs. The throng fell silent as Raven responded instinctively when the bound girl's soft lilting Irish voice beckoned her to her through excited lips. "Take me Goddess I am yours to do to as you wish." Needing no further invitation to quell her misgivings Raven moved towards the bound girl, torturously the raging lust pounded through her as she drew closer to the altar to eventually stand before the bound girl's inverted eager face. Without thinking and with no trace of modesty Raven's hands reached up and tore her own night-dress from her trembling excited body. She was surprised at her own strength as the garment ripped asunder, her eyes locked eagerly upon the girl's heaving breasts. Raven became absorbed and totally unaware of anything else in the chamber than the offered girl and her own feverous excitement that was raging within. Feeling the girl's panting hot breath blowing over her thighs she reached out cautiously to cup the redhead's heavy firm breasts with both trembling hands. Hearing the low sigh of pleasure from the girl as she tentatively squeezed the firm flesh spurred Raven on further. Her strangely long nails nipped at the aroused rubbery flesh of the pink nipples making the girl cry out softly. Caressing the girl gently Raven became aware of the delicious hungry kisses her victim was showering on her thighs and instinctively her hands fell down to caress the girl's slender neck. Her sex ached like never before, she had never experienced such an intensity of arousal. Slipping beneath the girl's neck her long fingers tangled in the Katrina's long and naturally red curly hair then suddenly they urgently gripped around her neck drawing the girl's head upward instinctively. Obeying some primal instinct Raven spread her legs and lifted the girl's head to force her face between them crushing the girl's eager mouth against her hairless aching sex. Grinding herself wildly at first against the girl's face Raven calmed down a little as she felt the girl's enthusiastic response as she began licking, sucking and biting hungrily at her engorged labia. With tongue, lips and teeth the girl frantically attacked her and gorged herself voraciously on Raven's flowing excitement. Within what seemed but mere moments Raven's unbelievable arousal had overflowed and she was climaxing wildly throwing back her head she let loose a primal animal scream as she crashed headlong into orgasm. Her mind swam in waves of ecstasy as the powerful tremors tore through her. As the waves of pleasure slowly subsided the girl worked on relentlessly between Raven's sweaty quivering thighs. Loosening her grip around her neck Raven gingerly prized herself away from the still sucking mouth and looked down on the now panting girl. The girl was still desperately trying to caress her and gently Raven stroked her upturned face. Her long fingernails traced lines in the sticky wetness of her own arousal on the hot skin of the girl's face. Big blinking blue eyes gazed up adoringly and excitedly at her as Raven began to move around the altar gently caressing the girl's hot and sweating pale skin as she did so. Upon reaching the other end of the altar Raven's gaze fixed immediately on the girl's highly aroused sex. Stroking her fingers up and down the soft skin of the girl's long pale legs Raven examined the beckoning flesh that lay between. The large and swollen fleshy pink lips oozed with excitement as they nestled invitingly in their thick curly red bush. Tentatively at first Raven's fingers touched the hot wet flesh feeling the girl twitch and whimper with pleasure in wanton response to her caress. Gently she began to stroke the soft swollen wet lips with her finger tips and the girl squirmed against her hand gasping excitedly as Raven's touch became bolder. The hot excited flesh seemed to suck at her long middle finger as it caressed the folded valley between the slippery inner labia. Raven responded by plunging two fingers deep into the girl's vagina, a thrill sped through her on hearing Katrina cry aloud with pleasure as they sank easily into the wetness right up to the knuckles. Then three fingers were inserted easily into the redhead's writhing body and Raven began to thrust them back and forth. Soon the girl was squealing frantically with excitement whilst thrashing eagerly against her bonds as Ravens fingers rhythmically pumped in and out of her. Totally entranced by Raven the girl was incredibly receptive to any form of pleasure administered by her tormentor. Finding her newfound senses were gradually becoming attuned to the other girl's psyche Raven began to appreciate the astounding power to control she had been given. As she absorbed the masses of sexual energy given off by her victim her hold over the girl increased tenfold. She could sense her victim's slightest thoughts and feel the girl's heart excitedly pounding as she torturously manipulated her. The sensations flooded into her receptive brain astounded her, opening her mind recklessly intent on sampling the girl's excitement fully Raven gasped as it poured into her. Impetuously Raven enjoyed her first taste of the intoxicating sexual emotions that flowed from the girl without realising she was actually feeding on them. From now on Raven would come to crave the emotive energy of her conquests as much if not more than food and unbeknown to her at this moment she would need to consume the emotions of her prey to fully flourish in her new found form. Her keen senses reeled overwhelmed as she greedily gorged on and savoured the exquisite sexual energy given off by her victim as she relentlessly teased the wailing girl to unbelievable levels of excitement. At first Raven drew the resulting excitement from the girl relentlessly draining her, each wave she drank in made her crave the next more. The effect was fantastic exhilarating and wanting more and more Raven fell to her knees and hungrily sank her mouth over the engorged glistening lips of the girl's mound. Licking furiously at the girl's aroused labia she savoured the excited juices the girl released before instinctively plunging her tongue deep into her flowing orifice. Entwining her arms tightly around the writhing girl's thighs to maintain her position she once more plunged her tongue deeper and then deeper yet into the sucking flesh. Raven could hear the uncontrolled cries of pleasure her inexperienced tongue was causing the girl to emit and it drove her on. Her tongue seemed to grow bigger, longer; it probed deeper and deeper into the girl. Licking probing and sucking on the writhing girl's pussy Raven toiled on until at last she felt the girl begin to convulse again and the shock wave of sexual emotion hit her full on. Screaming with pleasure, thrashing wildly in her bonds the girl burst into an unbelievably intense orgasm that overwhelmed Raven with its intensity. Writhing wildly against her face Katrina wailed and squealed with incredible ecstasy. The mad frenzied creature clamped between her thighs hungrily drank down the pumping excitement that she exuded and absorbed every scrap of emotion that she emitted. Reeling drunkenly Raven rose from her knees lifting her flushed and glistening face from between the girl's thighs and stretched up. She closed her eyes enjoying the amazing effect the new power caused within her as her changing body soaked up the raw energy she had consumed. Looking down on the gasping exhausted girl she became aware of a new unknown hunger rising within her. Moving around the altar without conscious thought she bent close to the panting girls sweating face and the girl raised her head eager to kiss her goddess. As their open lips met and their tongues entwined Raven became aware of the growing high frequency whistle that grew to a howl in her skull then an agonising pounding throb began to march down the length of her spine and on through her whole body. Her skin itched strangely, her nails hurt, and even her teeth began to ache more painfully than before as the change took full hold of her for the first time. She found herself kissing the girl more fervently as she reeled in agony. Soon enough the pain passed and she sensed a new unnatural eagerness blossom in the girl. Without thinking Raven drew the girl's bottom lip into her mouth. First Blood Crouching on the roof of the building, she overlooked the boardwalk where unsuspecting humans were offering them selves up as food; to vampires. She knows this, she kills them, nightly. Sheyenne had hunted for as long as she could remember. Her mother and grandmother were hunters before her. They taught her all the tricks they knew, and she improved on a few. Her latest prey was Blake. He was the oldest she had ever hunted, 750 years old. Being that old meant he had almost reached, or had reached, his full powers. She hunted him because he had killed her mother, and for that he would suffer. Not die, suffer; for a long time. After watching him kill her mother, she vowed to hunt him down. She trained for months, stopping only to eat and rest, perfecting each move until she could do them in her sleep. Caught up in her thoughts, she almost missed him, walking around by the fountain. She studied him, although she could never forget him if she tried. He was tall, almost 6 feet judging by the height of the water shooting up in rhythm to the music. His golden hair spilled around his face like a curtain, a short one because his hair only reached his shoulders. His eyes were ice blue, so pale, so haunting. He was built like a hunter, long lean legs, strong shoulders, wide chest...WAIT, what was she thinking, she didn't need to think of her prey that way. ~~"~~ He knew she was there, he came for her specifically. From his position, he could just make her out on the roof. He was hunting her hunting him. He had made it a game; she just didn't know it, yet. He had studied her while she had trained to kill him. She was short, only reaching 5'2 or so. Her black hair was waist length and her green eyes would make trees envious because they were so bright. She had a gymnast build from hours of tumbling and bars training. He had chosen this location for the confrontation because she couldn't cause a big scene, and that would get her goat. ~~"~~ She had descended off the roof and was making her way to the fountain when he turned around and looked her straight in the eyes. She knew it was coming but still her breath caught in her throat at the intensity in his eyes. "So you knew I would be here?" "I had a feeling, besides I wasn't hunting for anyone but you." Blake said, moving closer to her, like a panther stalking its next meal. "Hunting for me? Why would you do that? I should be the one kil . . looking for you." Damn, she almost said that out loud. It would do no good for one of these humans to hear her threaten to kill someone. "We should take this somewhere more, private." "You are right, we should take this somewhere else, but not tonight." With that he turned and strolled off in the crowed. She could have cussed a stream of words that would have made a sailor blush, but stopped because there were others around here. There would be other nights; she would start preparing, now. ~~"~~ He was pissed, beyond pissed, livid was more like it. He picked up the closest thing he could get his hands on and threw it against the far wall. Damn he thought, there went my favorite vase. He paced the floor of his living room, scheming for the next time they would meet. ~~"~~ Sheyenne knew that the next time would be either his or hers last time to see the earth, alive. She knew he would plan something to kill her off. She just had to plan something better. Thinking of how to pull it off, she walked into her apartment and never noticed the figure in the corner. She took off her jacket and hung it over the chair, then unzipped her boots and threw them in the hall closet. Her shirt was next, left outside the bathroom door. Finally, her pants and undergarments before stepping in the shower. The hot water helped clear her head for the planning of a murder. But it wasn't really a murder if the person was already dead. You can't kill someone twice. After cleaning and drying off, she walked to her bedroom without a towel, who would care? It was her place anyway. Rummaging through her closet for a shirt, she was taken off guard by someone grabbing her from behind, wrapping one hand around her waist and the other over her mouth. She struggled, hoping to wiggle out, but the arms were strong, too strong. She stopped moving and started thinking. "How does it feel now love?" She knew that voice! Blake! Dammit, what would she do now? "How does it feel to be helpless, alone, naked?" With the last word, the arm around her waist moved up to cup her breast. He played with her nipple, rolling it between his fingers and pulling on it until it was a hard pebble in his hand. "Oh, you are turned on aren't you?" He moved his hand back down to her waist and removed the other from her mouth. "I am not turned on by you; it is an involuntary reflex by the body brought on by cold air and outside stimulation." She told him. "And if you think I won't kill you for this, you are wrong." She spat out. "Angry much?" "Only when you're around" she said "and then I have to try not to throw up on you because you make me sick." With that she tried moving again but only succeeded in wiggling her hips against his. He groaned and she stopped moving. "Dear, if you keep that up I may have to change my mind about what I do with you." He said through clenched teeth. She got an idea then. She knew what to do to get him off guard. "Would you really?" she asked while rotating her hips and grinding them against his. She felt him grow large against her backside. She could only imagine what it would feel like pounding away . . . DAMN, stop that! She thought to herself. She needed to focus on the task at hand. "Maybe we could work something out. Come to some, agreement, which would benefit us both." And with that she leaned back into his chest and stuck her chest out, as if offering him her breasts. ~~"~~ He knew that he should leave, he shouldn't be here doing this. He knew he should go ahead and kill her. She was not supposed to do this, she should fight, struggle, cry even. Not give up this easily. But he was never one to look a gift horse in the mouth. The hand that was on her mouth reached up and grabbed her hair, pulling her head back against his shoulder. He looked into her eyes, seeing nothing malicious in them. He kissed her, full on the mouth. His tongue scrapped against her lips, asking for permission to enter. When she finally gave in, he knew he was lost; there would be no other night like this. The hand around her waist moved lower on her abdomen, circling her bellybutton. ~~"~~ She knew she was in trouble when he kissed her. Her stomach was in knots by the time his hand made it to her bellybutton. She was sure he would continue his trip south, and sure enough his hand moved lower to cup her. He massaged her and she moaned and pushed herself into his hand. His fingers parted her outer lips and his index finger found her clit, slowly rubbing it. Her legs nearly buckled and she would have fallen but for his grip on her hair. By now he had moved his lips from hers and moved down to her neck. His teeth gently scraped her neck and she moaned louder. ~~"~~ He could feel her wetness; she was very much in tune with his desires. The hand that was on her hair let go and reached around to hold her breast. He was having a hard time keeping up with both hands and his mouth because he was trying not to bite her, and he didn't want that. So instead of risking it he turned her around to face him. He placed his hands on her hips and looked into her eyes. "You know what I want, don't you?" he asked her. "I don't want your life, well; at least, I don't want you dead." He chuckled at his own joke. ~~"~~ She moved her now free arms to his shoulders and pushed, hard. She watched him stumble backwards, trying to catch himself, then fall on the floor, landing on his nice little butt. She snickered, which earned an evil glare from him. "Oh come on, you should have know it wouldn't be so easy to get in my pants." She said, her hands now on her hips. "And if you know what's good for you, you will leave now before I kick your ass." "You are kidding right? I mean, I am the one dressed here." He stated while standing up. "You have nothing on you except, well, nothing. Oh, and I like it that way, too." "Kiss my ass." She flipped him off. "Any day sweetheart." He said blowing her kisses. "Now are we done trying to kill each other tonight so we can get on with other business?" "Can I get dressed please?" she asked. She was starting to get a little uncomfortable under his gaze. He looked at her like she was a prime cut of meat, and he was the lion. Even though it bothered her a bit, it was also making her hot as hell. "No, it will come right back off." He smirked. He could smell her arousal. He stalked toward her, know what would come next. She was shocked at how forward he was being tonight. She backed up until the wall was at her back, and it was cold. Her nipples hardened instantly. She felt around form something grab a hold of, anything to keep him at bay. Nothing, there was nothing. He had managed to back her against the only portion of wall with nothing on it. Damn. "Stop." She said, holding her hands out in front of her. "We can't do this anymore. I am supposed to hate you remember? You killed my family." "You may hate what I did, but you don't hate me." He said, walking up to her and putting a hand on either side of her head. "Deep down you have forgiven me of all my past crimes, why else would you let me do what I have been doing to you?" he asked, raising and eyebrow and smirking. She hated when he did that, he was too sexy for his own good. She lowered her head and sighed. She had forgiven him, but why let him no that? She raised her head back up and smiled evilly at him. She had a look in her eyes that reminded him of a predator stalking their prey. She pushed off the wall and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his head down for a kiss. She lightly placed her lips on his and licked his bottom lip. He groaned and opened his mouth to capture hers. She met his kiss head on. Their tongues met and it was electric. That's all she could think. Something shot from her mouth to her feet and back again. ~~"~~ Damn what this woman could do to him, he hated and loved it at the same time. First Blood Gently Raven nipped the soft flesh between her teeth and without intending to hurt the girl one of her razor sharp fangs sliced deep into the tender lip making the girl cry out ecstatically into her mouth. As the first small spurt of blood washed over Raven's taste buds her whole body began to convulse wildly. She fell backwards twitching onto the marble floor as her whole nervous system erupted in an electric overload. A sensation akin to the most powerful orgasm imaginable but excitedly more exotic engulfed her as she lay helpless on the floor. Gathering her senses quickly she rose and returned to stand over the prostrate girl, she wanted more. As their eyes met she saw the fleeting flash of terror in the blue eyes before they locked upon hers. Katrina's gaze softened from one of abject terror to adoration in an instant, as Raven stooped they closed and obligingly the girl exposed her pale throat to her. At the sight of the red haired girl's delicate pale arched throat Raven was drawn like a moth to a flame and trembling with anticipation her red lips kissed the hot skin of her victim's throat. Things had slipped beyond her control long ago, the demonic lust roaring within her easily vanquished the pitiful misgivings her fading mortal soul had about taking the girl's life. Instinctively her trembling lips and tongue sought out the engorged pulsing jugular that throbbed beneath her victim's excited creamy flesh. The girl's moans and sighs of ecstasy further spurred her on as her lips clamped down and her teeth sank easily into the yielding flesh. The girl cried out aloud lost in an unbelievably pleasurable oblivion of her own as the first spurt of her hot rich blood squirted into Raven's eager mouth. Gripping her willing victim more and more firmly in her long talons Raven's senses reeled as she greedily swallowed the hot intoxicating blood. It pumped in wave after wave from the wound she had inflicted. Her feasting was sloppy blood spouted and spilled from the wound messily bathing everything in its slippery film. Finally, gorged she broke away looking down on the smiling whitening face of the weak girl. Raven bent to kiss the pale bloodless lips tenderly and was surprised to feel the eager response from the dying girl as she kissed her back passionately. The intensity of the girl's passion mashed their mouths together cutting Raven's lips against her own fangs as they kissed. Feeling the girl convulse as their mixed life-forces ran into her mouth Raven allowed a small amount of blood to flow and the fading girl swallowed it readily. Seconds later Raven felt the girl's ragged breath falter and with a pathetic whimper she suddenly stilled and grew heavy in her arms. A small tear welled in her eye as she rose from the still girl sorrowfully realising that she had taken the girl's life and also knowing she could never return to the innocent young girl from what she herself had become. Dismissing the last vestige of her previous self Raven desired to enjoy her new found power and eyed the throng around her seeking the pretty blonde girls that had first fired her hunger. Her thirst for blood was sated but the fire that burnt inside lusted for further satisfaction. Her keen vision scoured the crowd and locked on the twins. "Bring them to me!" she demanded as she spied the girls amongst the throng, "now!" The girls were dragged down without delay, it was clear they were terrified, she beckoned them closer enjoying their fear as much as she had relished the late Katrina's arousal. They drew close holding one another for comfort, she found it highly amusing to torment them before taking them. There was some malevolent edge to her power that she must learn to control but for now she wanted to play with her newfound force. "You!" she hissed at one of them, "come here girl!" "Yes, Goddess," the girl whimpered as she approached, she knew she had no choice. Raven drank in the girl's growing terror eagerly as she approached her. She took hold of the girl drawing her the final few feet to her. The girls terror filled blue eyes stared at her as Raven forced the girl down to her knees without speaking. As the blonde set to work eating her out Raven beckoned the other trembling girl closer. "You are to clear that dead girl from the altar, do you understand slave?" "Yes Goddess, I understand you fully," the girl whimpered terrified. "Good, for when you have done so I want you to do something else for me!" "Of course Goddess anything you desire." "Take her place!" "No Goddess please!" the girl wailed terrified. "You will do as I demand slave," Raven hissed pulling the other girl that had been pleasuring her to her feet roughly, "or I will feast on your sister here then I will kill you in the most painful slow way I can imagine!" The girl scuttled tearfully away to attend to her task and Raven released the other girl pushing her after her sister. She watched the pair of them unfastening the dead girl's bonds then go to lift her from the blood spattered slab. As they took the weight the corpse moaned and twitched as life returned to her inanimate form. Lien dashed across to the altar excitedly attending the supposedly dead girl. She called over assistance, several people responded and eventually took the girl away. The chamber was abruptly all buzzing with chatter and cries of wonderment as Lien declared it a miracle. Amazed at the unbelievable occurrence herself Raven dismissed the girls who thankfully scuttled away she swept from the chamber feeling suddenly very tired and bewildered as the demonic energy waned and allowed rational thought to return. She consulted with her father and Lien about the incident amongst everything else that had occurred over the past incredible few hours. Apparently if she were to believe them her blood had revitalised the dying girls life binding her for ever to Raven making her a dependant weak form of the powerful creature that Raven was turning into. Raven had a friend and dependant that would care and love her for as long as she lived! First Blow Job i am dislexic so sorry bout mistakes hope you like though. big thank you to bronzeage who helped me alot with this story . Hi, I was what you called a late bloomer. Well, actually it was a strict upbringing. My father grew up in a house full of women and his father believed girls stayed girls till they were married. So sex before marriage was forbidden. My father adopted the same passion. My sister was married with her first child on the way. I was still single and being large never thought I would find anyone. For my brother was different he could go out and fuck anybody he liked long as he never got them pregnant. Then one lovely wet Scottish spring Thursday, I went to meet my brother after his work. When I arrived early as usual, Dave introduced me to a few of his mates. Being single and still a virgin at twenty, I was quite shy. He went round them one by one. When he got to Jon I didn't know were to look. He was six feet tall, at least, muscular build , shaven head. God, he was just my type. We decided to get some alcohol from the shop and take a wonder down the nearest park for shelter. My brother and the rest of his mates all chased after a skinny girl they knew from school through the park. I being quite large was feeling a bit down, as I knew they all fancied that instead of a fat thing like me. To my surprise Jon had stayed with me. "Don't you fancy your chances with her," I joked "Bet you could get any woman you wanted," I hid my face when I realised what I had said. Jon. took my hand and said "But Amy, honey it's you I want, not a slut like her." I looked at him in disbelief. I couldn't believe what he had said. The next thing I knew he was walking me under a bridge and up some woods. It was now pouring rain. I felt like we were the only two in the park. I was soaked through and not just my clothes. My pussy was drenched I was so excited, here I was, the ugliest person on the planet, with a guy sent from heaven. Why was I so lucky? I'd never felt like this before I'd never been this wet in my life. Jon pulled me up against a tree kissed me slow and hard. I thought I was going to explode right there in my pants. I could feel him getting harder in his jeans pressing against my hips oh I felt like I was in heaven. Instinct took over. I put my hand on his jeans rubbing up against the fabric. He was so big. He moved my hand with his and unzipped his jeans. I'd never seen one let alone touch it. I let out a low moan as his raging hardon flew into the open. It was long and quite thick it surprised me how veiny it was. I'd always imagined them to be smooth, it was bigger than the length of my hand and about two fingers across. I couldn't imagine this thing ever fitting inside my tight hole. I nervously placed my hands on it feeling it up and down, moving his foreskin back and forth it looked so tasty as this thick white goo dripped down. I licked my lips. When he saw this "Go ahead, kiss it, taste it," he said I bent down it and was right up at my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the white thick sticky goo from the tip. I licked my lips it tasted so good I wanted more. I was hooked. I took it slowly in my mouth inch by inch. But as hard as I tried I couldn't get it all in my mouth. Jon stroked my hair and said, "It's ok baby, take your time. Your doing great" I worked slowly at first then I got faster and faster it was strange it was twitching in my mouth I didn't care I wanted it all. I reached inside my skirt and stared rubbing my clit furiously with every stroke. I felt him cumming. I took a deep breath and drank it all it tasted funny but I got used to it. I squeezed his ball sacks with my free hand. They felt soft and squishy, but in a good way kind of like mozzarella balls. Oh god, it was wonderful I got up with it still in my hand. I kept stroking it while he kissed me. I thought it weird because I still had some cum on my mouth, but he told me it was ok cause he liked it. He was getting hard again I could feel it as we kissed harder the strokes got faster . I moaned in his mouth.. I could feel his hands running up my leg, I got so excited, I didn't know what he was up to. Suddenly I could feel his hands up my skirt and hooking my pants panties in one move, and he had his fingers in my soaking pussy. I'd already cum earlier when he erupted in my mouth. I thought it was strange. I was tingling all over as he thrust two fingers in my tight hole, and with his fingers still in my pussy he laid his jacket then me on the ground. fucking me fast with his fingers I was still stroking his cock he was getting hard again I whispered "Can I have it in my mouth again?" He looked at me and smiled. "You love it, don't you," he laughed. When I nodded, he turned around, now pounding me with three fingers I was ready to explode three more strokes and he squirted cum all over my face, completely missing my mouth the last two squirts landed on my lips I hungrily licked it up mmm it was good. Suddenly my body was stiffening up. I thought I was going to burst, my hips came up to meet his hand as my cum came flooding from my pussy. Jon got between my legs and lapped it all up, mmm his tongue felt good there. Without warning I came again harder than before my whole body shaken. When Jon was finished cleaning me up, he came up to my face looked at me and gave me an evil smile then he licked my face clean and kissed me slow and soft I could taste myself on his lips. Mmm I thought very sweet. Once my body had come down after the last orgasm Jon helped me up and we sorted our selves and headed back to meet the others. Dave looked at us and said where the hell have you to fuckers been. Jon and I looked at each other and laughed. we said in unison "we've been for something to eat" Dave looked puzzled but never said anything. When we parted Jon said to me same time next week and winked. On the bus home I got a text from him it said "next time we'll show that pussy what it's been missing all those year" I laughed. Later that night I had the biggest orgasm I'd ever had on my own. I though I can't wait till he fucks me that's when I knew he'd be my first. First Blow Job When I was 18 to 23 or so, I used to drink and dance a lot. Spent lots of time in clubs. This one night, I was with some friends and spent the night dancing on a platform with anyone who was up there. Well, one of the girls in our group decided she like the way that I danced. I was mid 18 or so and a virgin. I knew how to move and was able to do a lot of funky things fooling around, but I had decided not to give it up yet. I had not even had a blow job at this time. Hell, I had never even masturbated. I was brought up thinking this kind of thing was wrong. My own body was off limits. It took a very special woman to fix this. Maybe that will be a story for later. I had a few girlfriends in the past and had turned into a hell of a kisser. It took some effort with the first one, but several girls had enjoyed the benefits of her efforts. Hell, I had made a few encounters very intense with just a tongue and purring. What I learned late, I learned well. And built on it. Give me five minutes with a woman's nipples and she would be grinding her moist pussy all over my leg. It never went further than that. Women like to talk about how Men don't know how to satisfy them. Well, when we are younger, girls don't know how to be satisfied or how to get a boy into that thoughtless zone where making her feel as intense and alive as he does it the ONLY objective in his life. Because of that, my clothes had always stayed on. It was ok for me to fondle their tits and make them wet, but touching me was crossing the line. Thank God I found a few women later on that knew how to ask for what they needed. It ended up that my first sexual encounter where my body was the objective was one night at a party where two of my female friends where sleeping on the same pull out couch as me. They kept grabbing my belt and undoing it. Being shy I would do it back up. This was the follow-up to a little encounter of the same kind earlier in the party. Somehow I had ended up on the lap of one of my female friends. Well, to stir up trouble, she undid my belt and ripped open my pants. I was in too much shock to react and stop her. A large group of people were in the room. Everyone started laughing as we wrestled a little bit. No big deal... until our friend's mother walked around the corner. A pillow was thrown on my lap before Mrs. Friend's Mom saw what was going on. I got the pants back on after she left, but it took her about five minutes. My friends were snickering. The girl whose lap I was in had her face in my back trying not to cry. I was a nice glowing shade of crimson. So on the bed, the two friends had decided to continue the joke. I was tired (5:00am) and a little further from sober than a Catholic Priest at Sunday Mass. (Yeah, I'm going to hell) After about five attempts, I said "Fine... just let me sleep" and left the belt undone. Well there goes the zipper and I suddenly feel a warm hand working into my boxers. As her hand starts to stroke my partial erection, the other girl gets a good look at what is now going on. I didn't cum, but it was close. One girl working my cock as it leaked precum, while another watched. An interesting introduction I think. So, back to the girl I was dancing with... She drove me home and made a move on me in the car at my house. We went inside and started fooling around. I would nibble her neck and purr in her ear a lot. Eventually I took her shirt and bra off and started playing with her nipples. Little twists and rubbing all around the whole area, between the breasts and around the nipples, but not touching them. I started to lick her nipples once they were really hard. She had trouble keeping her voice down. (Living at home at the time and all.) Eventually she needed to get a hold of me. She pushed me back and started taking off my pants. When she finally got my cock out, she looked me in the eyes and said "I need to fuck you". I told her that I was a virgin and was not ready to give it up. We had been dancing all night... so she figured she had a good idea about me. She told me "There is no way that a guy who can grind and move his hips like that has never fucked anyone". It took a little to convince her, but she eventually believed that it was true and had nothing to do with her. (I was ready to fuck a couch at the time I was so hard and ready.) The whole time she was stroking me and rubbing her tits on me. So, now she knows I really am a virgin and wants to be my first. Looking me straight in the eyes, she lowers herself down my body. Her mouth led the way down; kissing and licking my nipples, my stomach, that thick line of muscle just at the intersection of my legs, before finally pausing with her mouth breathing hot air on my throbbing cock. She makes hard eye contact and wraps her lips around the tip. Just a tease at first to make sure I am paying attention. (Right, because otherwise I would be going through an inventory of my CD's or something.) Slowly, her tongue begins running along the underside and wrapping her lips around me sideways. Then moves up and takes the tip between her lips again. The whole time, our eyes locked. I am breathing heavy and my stomach is wrapped up in knots. Her hands move up my chest and plays with my nipples, her mouth begins covering my hard dick, swallowing as much as she can. "Oh, I like your cock. Just long enough and thick enough to fill me and touch the right spots." I am holding on for dear life. I don't want to cum and my balls are sucking up into my body. But I cannot break eye contact with her. Moving further down, tweaking my nipples and moaning as it slides along her tongue, she sucks in. Her cheeks compress and I feel the pressure on my dick. It is the most intense pressure I have ever experienced. Her mouth starts to move a lot faster now. Her tongue is stroking me while her mouth moves up and down. Every now and then she nibbles a bit and sucks as hard as she can. She takes one hand and starts massaging my testicles while sucking on me. That is when I feel the cold air on my hard wet cock. She pulled her mouth off and sucked in one of my testicles. "Oh God!" I am looking at her and something must have shown in my eyes. A smile spreads across her face as she releases my testicle. "Yes?" Lifting up a little, she plays with her own nipples, tongue licking along my dick. "Ok. Where are the condoms?" I could barely get those simple words out. My body decided for me what my brain had been fighting with. "In the car." She starts to move to get a shirt. First Blowjob AS ALWAYS, A COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY TRUE STORY: I'd wasn't even dating Francis when we first hooked up. We worked together and although I was living with my boyfriend of 6 years, things were clearly on the out with him, and suddenly this new man had appeared in my life. We were both 27, had the same outlook on life, more importantly wanted the same things out of life and I knew immediately we'd one day end up together. We flirted relentlessly at work - he'd just transferred in from out of town - and despite both being supervisors, there was no hiding from our coworkers that there was some definite chemistry between us. The first time I actually felt something really sexual between us was innocent enough from his perspective. We were downtown on a Saturday night and I'd conveniently arranged that me & my girlfriends would venture out to the same bar as him and his guy friends. We talked about everything for a couple of hours, before the chocolate Martinis kicked in and I was his for the taking. He was such a gentleman, he didn't make a move, so just when he was talking about how much he missed his family in the UK, I leaned in and kissed him. That was it for me. My existing relationship was over, and Francis was the new man in my life. 2 days later at work, we happened to be working the same shifts and he asked me if I wanted to grab a bite to eat after work. He was a good cook and seemed eager to show off. His roommates were pretty cool and I felt so welcomed into his life. He did a bit of cleaning while the food was cooking, excusing himself from being such a bad host, and then after dinner, complete with the mandatory candles and wine, he excused himself again to do a bit of laundry. He carried his clothes hamper downstairs into the building's utility room, and I decided to really make a move for it. We'd had a couple of conversations about his ex, what she didn't do, what he liked, etc. so I decided I'd show him what a real lover was all about. We entered the room, closed the door, and while he was putting the clothes in the washer, I pulled my underwear down. I didn't remove them, I just left them at my ankles, so I'd have the effect I wanted. He turned around, started talking about something and then noticed them at my feet. He stopped, gobsmacked, raised his eyebrows, and looked up at me with a wry grin. I kicked them off from around my shoes, grabbed him, and basically flung myself at him, kissing him furiously. I think he was still a little shocked so I knew I had to be the aggressor. Lips still locked, I reached for his belt, undid it, undid the buttons and slipped my hand down his boxers. He was rock hard and I fucking loved it. I pumped him a few times with my left hand, and with my right I grabbed one of his hands and put it between my legs. I was so wet, it was almost embarrassing. I'd not been that horny as long as I could remember. He was being so gentle, delicately rubbing his middle finger against my clit, but I was so turned on, I just wanted it inside of me. I had enough, so whipped off my skirt and asked him point blank, "Are you ready for the best blowjob of your life??!" He nervously looked at the door, but I said, "Don't worry, no-one will disturb us, and if they do, who cares??!" With that, I sunk to my knees and licked him. I looked up at him and he looked down at me as I took him into my mouth for the first time. I was cheating, but had absolutely no regrets or second thoughts because this was the guy I wanted to be with. I just wanted to make him happy, and make him come. From previous experiences, I'd discovered that guys like to see a girl play with herself when she's giving a blowjob - I guess it indicates they're actually enjoying the experience themselves, instead of just providing a service. So that's what I did. Making sure he got a good view, I moved my knees further apart on the ground, and began to masturbate with my right hand. My left still had hold of his penis as I brought it in and out of my mouth. I really wanted him inside me, but had promised myself we'd not actually have sex until I was officially broken up with my boyfriend, so instead I'd have to make do with my fingers. I momentarily moved up to meet his face, seductively inserting one, then two, then three fingers into his mouth, which he sexily sucked. I then moved back down, looking up at his face all along, and inserting those same, one, two , three, fingers inside of me. I moaned, and then took him into my mouth again, sucking him aggressively for all I was worth, continuing to moan. That was it for him. His breathing became more rapid, his moaning louder, and I knew what was coming. His body stiffened and he came in my mouth - which was just amazing because my hygiene freak of a boyfriend hadn't ever let me do that. I swallowed everything and continued to suck, wishing he had more. But he pulled me up, and just shook his head in disbelief. He'd complained before how his ex would always run to the nearest sink after a blowjob to spit it out, and how it broke the mood. I said to him, "I'll never waste a drop!!" which probably made me sound like a total slut, but it worked, and was the first of many great sexual experiences between us. First Blowjob & From a Guy At the age of 21, I still hadn't gotten blown. I had some friends who talked about doing it with me, but all those plans fell through. Then one of my gay friends told me how sexy he thought I was and how badly he wanted me. I didn't want him though. He was 18 and I'm not gay. Although he wasn't an athlete, he was pretty well built. He had a solid rack of abs, peck and his arms were pretty well built as well. As we talked more though, I got more bi-curious. He had a huge 9" cock, while I was just 6 or 7". We finally agreed to get together some afternoon. I picked him up from his house and we drove around trying to find a deserted place to do it. The first parking lot had people from a neighboring business in it, so that was a fail. Next I drove to an abandoned big box store's loading dock, and we were good to go there. Originally we started in the front seats, but the center console was getting in the way, so we both got out and moved to the back seat. He removed my shoes and pants and started rubbing my dick. It was winter when we did this, so needless to say I was pretty shrunken at the start. Pretty soon after starting to rub me I was more relaxed and warmer, so my johnson was almost it's full 7" now. Now that I was hard, he wanted to get hard too. This time he took off his shoes, pants and even boxers and took my hand and used it to rub his cock. Even with the cold temperate, he was already quite large. All this time, both while he was rubbing me and when I was running him, we were making out. It didn't take him long to get to his full 9", so then he turned his attention back to me. I was still pretty hard when he started blowing me. Since this was my first blow ever, I had no idea what to expect. I'd fingered girls before and even fingered myself anally, but never had a mouth around my cock. It was so soft and warm. Very quickly I felt an orgasm coming on. I told him but he just get going. Only a minute or two after he started, I blew my load in his mouth. He wished I would've held off longer, but I had no control as the sensation was just out of this world. He then wanted me to blow him. Originally I had planned on it, but now in the moment, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Instead, we spent the next 15 minutes stroking his penis together while kissing. I worked his neck and ear, and both those were driving him crazy. He also mounted me and we engaged in some frottage, which caused me to get semi-hard again. After that time, he wanted me to cum again, and although my guy had gotten quite the workout thanks to his active mouth and tongue, I thought I had another one in me. The car was smelling of sweat and musk by now, but that didn't stop us. He was blowing me again full throttle, but added something new to the mix. He kept trying to finger my ass, but we had no lube or a condom and I hadn't purposely cleaned down there, so I kept denying him from doing that. Dejected, he kept sucking away with my right hand rubbing him as well. After 5 or 10 minutes, I was ready to cum again, and just like the first time, he gulped it no problem. By this point, we had been together probably an hour, with 45 minutes of that time spent naked. We needed to get going, so to finish up, he wanted to cum. I don't know how he expected to do that though cause it seemed like I had been rubbing his hard-on for forever. We did the same stuff as before; both of us rubbing his cock, kissing, and talking dirty, and I guess that was enough. After another probably 10 minutes of non-stop rubbing, he came. He wanted to cum in my mouth, but again I just couldn't oblige, so instead his load ended up all over his rolling abs. He used his T-shirt to mop himself up so it didn't spill all over my backseat while I put my boxers, pants, and shirt back on and moved to the driver's seat. He stayed in the back while he put all his clothes on during the ride back. I dropped him off where he wanted and I expected that to be the end of our sexcapades. Key word being thought... * This was my first submission, but I have more. Let me know what you think and feel free to message me if you want.