Vampirella: Hell of a Fuck (Patreon)

“Oh, Adam, how I’ve missed you,” Vampirella breathed, in his arms as soon as she saw him.

Adam Van Helsing held her tightly, caressing her flesh by both his stroking hands and how they pressed her into his own body.

“I’ve missed you too,” he whispered. “Missed this… holding you, feeling you, the sound of your voice. I know it’s selfish, but I just couldn’t wait until you were here again.”

Selfish it might be, but Adam’s feelings pleased her. “You’re not the first to wish me dead,” she purred happily.

They had never been the most ordinary couple, so it made sense that their happy ending would not be ordinary at all. After Vampirella’s mother Lilith had died, Adam had taken over as ruler of Drakulon, Vampirella’s homeland, a region of Hell. Though most deserving of paradise, he stayed to watch over the lost souls straining towards redemption in that slice of Heaven.

Vampirella, on the other hand, had been resurrected, returning to the land of the living to fight to redeem her mother by wiping away the evil Lilith had birthed. And so the decades passed with them separated, seeing each other only when Vampirella fell in battle, before she was resurrected. And though Vampirella always strove to win—to end the violent threat of the monsters who opposed her and save the innocent lives counting on her for protection—knowing that she would see her beloved Adam again brought a measure of peace to her doom.

She stepped away from her embrace with Adam, grinned at him lustfully, and led him through the throne room of Drakulon. She knew the way to the bedchamber and she would not be denied, not with such precious little time together…!

“I never forget how much I love you, but every time I see you, it still surprises me,” Adam said. His eyes—blood-red orbs implanted by hell-magic to replace the ones he’d lost—followed her even more doggedly than his steps did.

She turned around to look at him. “What does?”

His gaze glinting with arousal, Adam said “How glorious your ass looks in that tight little costume.”

A flame jumped in Vampirella, burning brightly. “People keep wanting me to change it, but I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing you in anything but my Sunday best.”

There was a sofa nearby. It wasn’t a bed, but it would have to do—Vampirella could wait no longer. She sat Adam down on it and he leaned back, not sure exactly what she meant to do with him but certain he would give into it. And love doing so.

“It’s a nice outfit,” he chuckled. “But you’d look better in nothing at all.”

Standing a few feet in front of him, Vampirella gave him a smoldering look that by itself resurrected Adam’s memories of the endless carnal delights in store for their time together. “I’m glad you agree.”

With oh so tantalizing slowness, Vampirella undid the ring that held her costume up, attached at the clavicle to the collar around her luscious throat. She shook her hair out, its ebony locks flying out in gossamer waves as her collar fell away. Then, her eyes provocatively meeting his, she eased the halter of her costume down, pausing to shimmy her voluptuous breasts at him after they’d been bared. She leisurely worked the skimpy, bunched up costume down off her sleek hips and stepped out of the once skintight fabric. Kicked it aside, leaving herself only in her black, high-heeled boots. As much as she enjoyed teasing Adam with her leisurely pace, she did have to hurry up and get to the good stuff soon. God may work in mysterious ways, but she couldn’t count on Him to work slowly.

Still, she took a moment to stand there, letting Adam’s eyes devour her all but naked body. Then she turned around, showing off her luscious ass without even the flossing little strip of red between her buttocks. Standing with her legs akimbo, she leaned forward until she was touching her toes, or at least, the ground between her widespread feet, and she grinned at her love, upside-down like the bat she was so closely related to.

“So, does my ass still look good? Without the ‘tight little costume’?”

“It could look a lot better,” Adam grinned lewdly.

“Wrapped around your cock?”

“And covered with my cum.”

As much as he teased, Adam was nearly struck senseless by the tempting view of Vampirella’s luscious pussy, the tiny pink pucker of her anus. All of her body was fully exposed to his lustful eyes, not least of which were the erogenous zones she expected him to service, and Adam could barely believe her loveliness enough to approach her. It was only his own burning lust that drove him closer. He would fight all of Hell’s legions just to be near her—even her imposing, impossible beauty couldn’t keep him away. Not when he knew how sweet the fruit would be, once plucked.

Still bent over, drinking in his body as lasciviously as he was hers, Vampirella added her own measure to Adam’s inner conflict, making the urge to fuck her irresistible: “You know I always like to look my best.”

She braced her hands on her knees and wiggled her taut, sumptuous ass in luscious invitation.

Groaning from the ferocity of his need, a lust that would have driven a lesser man to climax already, Adam ripped his way out of his clothes, exposing the girthy erection that had nearly torn its way out of his leathers without any help. Vampirella’s heart pounded at the sight of his huge manhood, jutting out from his hairy groin.

“Fuck me, Adam! I want you to remember me as your cockholster for the rest of time!”

He came up behind her and knelt, his face slack with arousal at being next to her beauty. He looked at her moist, inviting sex and was utterly overwhelmed, even with the throbbing hardness at his crotch, trying to keep him on target.

“Taste me, my love,” Vampirella purred to him. “Get me even more hot and wet than I already am!”

“Fuck,” Adam moaned, unable to think of anything else, and he leaned forward until his face was buried in Vampirella’s soft, wet cunt.

Still upside down, watching from between her open legs, Vampirella saw his angry red hard-on pumping in the air as he licked her. Just the thought of having that massive cock back inside of her filled the vampiress with shivers of need. She’d been anticipating this since the last second of the last minute she’d been on Drakulon, and now that she had it once more, she wanted it more than ever.

Vampirella cooed as his talented tongue ran its fiery path along her slit, lifting her up to her zenith before focusing on her swollen clit. Eager to love her, anxious to show her his skill once more, Adam licked and sucked at her clitoris, bringing it to a hard little engorgement.

“Oooohhh, Adam, no one eats me like you do!” Vampirella moaned.

His mouth worked over her clit for another moment, sucking and kissing with loving gentleness, before he grasped her creamy ass and pushed his tongue deep into her warm, wet pussy. Adam savored the exciting taste filling his senses once more and licked over every dewy inch of her inner folds.

Vampirella’s legs quivered, struggling to hold her body up as a sensual warmth grew inside of her, soon spreading out from her cunt. With Adam moaning and sighing at her taste, the first flare of lust grew into a blazing furnace. Vampirella let loose a pagan exultation as her carnal needs were met and increased; her appetite whetted, she wanted only more. Soft whispers of enjoyment gurgled from her throat as she closed her eyes blissfully.

“Oh, I wish I could feed you my cunt forever,” she moaned throatily.

Adam broke off to kiss her nubile ass a few times, marking it with the ample arousal that was dampening her pussy. “I’d gladly spent eternity knowing only the taste of you and the knowledge that I was giving you pleasure.”

“More than pleasure, my love—ECSTASY!”

Then he had to answer the siren song—her appreciation of his skill only drove him to greater effort. His reaming tongue dove into her pussy, its impaling entrance sending tremors flying through Vampirella’s body. Quick, hard brushes of his lips against her clit made Vampirella tremble down to her toes. She was whimpering, keening with the sexual frenzy Adam had filled her with. Vampirella fought to stay on her feet as her body melted and flamed from the churning flame coming off of Adam’s tongue.

“Give me your tongue in my ass!” Vampirella rasped. She’d taken other lovers, just as Adam had his royal concubines, but none took the liberties they did with each other. Somehow, by unspoken assent, both were fully subservient to the other, and fully dominating at the same time. “Get me ready to take you where no one else can go!”

She’d already satisfied his desire to taste, torment her pussy. Now, in lockstep with her needs, Adam did as she wanted and moved on to the next phase of her sating. He ran his tongue over the tempting target of her anus. The tight little hole resisted his first attempt, but Adam kept at it until the clenched sphincter relaxed, loosening in sensual invitation.

Vampirella moaned hoarsely at the feel of Adam’s tongue relentlessly skewering her ass. He pushed it into her over and over again until he had almost all of his stiffly licking tongue wedged into her anal passage.

“Eeeee!” Vampirella shrieked, her legs quivering. “More, give me more!”

Adam rapidly tongue-fucked her tightened asshole, opening and spreading the unresisting pucker with the urgency of both their growing lusts. Vampirella writhed as her sensitive asshole sang out its arousal from every lap of Adam’s tongue.

“Your tongue feels so good, but it isn’t enough! I need your cock!” Vampirella begged. “I need to be fucked in the ass by your big cock!”

She fell down for him, prostrated herself for him, sobbing as she felt his tongue slither out of her ass. Still she went down to the floor, kneeling with her legs spread and her head bowed, though the words she spoke showed no submission, only lewd demand.

“Fuck my ass wide open,” she commanded him. “Do it, Adam—give me your cock until my ass can’t take anymore! Until it’s ruined!”

She heard Adam fall to his knees, shuffle behind her wantonly spread buttocks.

“You’re getting it, Vampi,” he said in a hurried whisper. “Getting my prick right in your ass, right up to your throat! I’m not stopping until there’s no more room!”

“Yes! Oh Jesus, yessss!”

Adam held his cock in his hand, pushed its swollen knob at the grommet of Vampirella’s asshole until it fucked into her with a wet squish.

“Ass-fuck me, baby!” Vampirella husked. She demanded and pleaded both at the same time. “Fuck that monster cock of yours into me, push it in hard! Let me have it!”

“Here it comes, lover,” Adam growled, his arousal robbing him of tenderness, leaving him only the desire to rut away until they were both satisfied. “Gonna break your little ass open… fuck your ass until it never closes again!”

He lunged into her, impaling her bowels with his fiery hot cock. Vampirella screamed, crying out in sheer ecstasy, enjoying even the pain as Adam stretched her as she hadn’t been stretched since the last time they’d been together. Her despoiled asshole convulsed spastically, unable to take his thickly stiffened cock, but having to, forced to.

Inch by inch, Adam fucked the rest of his length into her tight passage. He shoved himself into her relentlessly, ravaging deeper and deeper parts of her ass, until all of his cock was buried up her anus. He paused then, savoring the rippling pressure around his erection. Her ass was squeezing him like a vise, like it still wasn’t big enough to take being sodomized by him.

Then slowly, sensuously, he rocked his hips, fucking back and forth in her tight asshole with the most delicious friction imaginable.

“Uuuuuhh!” Vampirella mewled blissfully. It was exquisite torment… too much pain to be pleasure, too much pleasure to be pain, leaving only something dark and dirty that she needed, that she loved. She ached for more of it, but even what she already had was making her pussy cream, her clit swollen even more than it had been before. Darting sensations of rapture danced out of her empty pussy and well-used ass.

Little by little the sensation got more intense, Vampirella’s emotions burned hotter, everything in her stoked to a greater intensity by how harshly Adam was fucking her tender asshole. She thrust her hips back to meet his strokes, wanting all of his lengthy manhood, as much as she could get with every pump.

Adam leaned over her, like a vampire himself looming over a willing victim, reaching under her to the hanging hills of her breasts. His hands caught their swollen heft and he massaged the warm, firm flesh. Vampirella moaned deeply, his greedy touch sending new, throbbing vibrations screaming through her body.

Adam rubbed and tweaked each nipple; they pulsed and filled with hot blood. As he massaged and squeezed her breasts, he could feel her nipples tremble with new feeling.