[F4F] Vampire Exhibitionist (WRITTEN) (Patreon)

It's a mild day in April, the wind is cold but the sun feels warm on your skin. There's been talks and whispers about monsters and ghouls that live in the abandoned mansion up on the tallest hill of the town. It's called 'Acrenosia', rumoured to have once been the most saught after attraction; where the wealthy would indulge in parties and pleasure night after night. Now, the only people that tend to venture up that hill are curious teenagers and adults looking for a bit of evening entertainment.

You were in college, an adult - and a group of people in your class were speaking about travelling up to Acrenosia; of course, you kept to yourself - you didn't really fit in with 'popular' people. One girl, who you happened to find extremely attractive, offered for you to join them to the mansion; you refused, but after the gentlest of pushes you agreed, despite later that day regretting it as you found your prettiest outfit and set out with basically a bunch of strangers.

You trudged up the hill, not really speaking to anyone on the way; but admired a lot of the girls in the group. The boys, although not your cup of tea - were noticeably handsome too. You sighed, wiping a bead of sweat from your head as you all finally reached the peak - the mansion overshadowing the entire town as the evening dawn caressed the old bricks.

Foliage was overgrown, brittle, and cascaded around the mansion like a hollow embrace. The windows were all shattered besides one: the one at the peak of the mansion - what was rumoured to be the queen's chambers. You admired the architecture, your hands on your hips as multiple people in the group started to snap photos and whisper horror stories to really set the mood of the evening to come.

"Hey, let's go inside!" One of the girls squealed, before grabbing your hand and running into the mansion. Dust enveloped the interior, the halls mirroring a dance of memories and song which has been long forgotten.

"Helloooooo!" One of the boys shouts, causing dust to disperse across the walls. Your eyes wandered around the hall, the large center stairs leading up to rooms and rooms of history lost to time.

Suddenly, you all hear a thud from upstairs - and one of the girls scream in surprise which causes you to jump.

"What was that?" One of the girls whispers, clinging on to one of the boys. The girl that invited you hear stands tall - unphased but alert. You hear footsteps upstairs as you all look up to the ceiling - each step causing dust from the ceiling to fall. Someone was definitely here - and their footsteps drew closer to the main stairs.

You felt a cold breath on your neck, and you place your hand behind you to squeeze the hand of the girl who was stood there.

"Aw," a woman speaks, and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up as you realise the hand you're grabbing is stone cold, and is not one of the people you came here with.

"How cute," A low, sultry voice purrs mockingly, before roughly grabbing your hair and pulling it back so your eyes meet her dark red ones - a 6ft woman who looms over you. You gulp, unsure of what to do as you feel your heart race - the woman you found yourself gazing at was indeed beautiful, but her eyes... she wasn't human. She licked her lower lip, which revealed two small fangs as she smirked, her long dark hair falling over her shoulder blade.

The other girls and boys hurdle together in the center of the hall, watching as this woman holds you in her grasp, a small laugh falling from her ruby lips.

"What do we have here?" She poses, before releasing your hair and grabbing you by the throat.

"Kneel." She commands - looking down at you with an intense hunger; a hunger which you can't quite tell its source. She looks at you as if she wants to devour you, but something in her eyes makes your nerves stand on edge; as if she could end you in one single moment.

"What... Who are you" The girl who invited you here blurts out, and the womans hand around your throat loosens as you drop to your knees - gasping for air as you cough.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that question, as you are all in my home?" She folds her arms, her frame tall but slim. She is wearing a large white blouse, buttons barely holding it together as tight black trousers hug her thighs. Her black heels click against the floor as she approached the group - eyeing each one up and down.

"Fuck, you're all disgusting." She mutters, running a hand through her long hair as she looks over her shoulder back at you.

"You." She smiles, approaching you once again as she flicks her arm behind her - causing everyone else in the hall to be flung back and sat down on the nearest bench.

"W... Why can't we move!" One of the boys groans, an invisible force keeping them all sat in place. "What the fuck do you want!" He screams at the woman, and she ignores him as she finally reaches you.

Her dark red eyes find yours, and she tilts your head to the side with her hand. "Mmm," She hums, before leaning in dangerously close to your neck. You can feel her breath on your skin, her chest pushing down into yours as she climbs on top of you, straddling you.

"W.. What-" You breathe, but she places a finger over your lips.

"My my," She smirks, before letting her tongue drag up your neck, a groan of satisfaction leaving her lips.

"Does everyone else here know what kind of lewd, naughty thoughts you've been having?" She teases, and your cheeks flush red in embarrassment. You look up to see the rest of the group staring at you, their cheeks flushed as they quietly observe whats happening before them.

"What.. What are you on about," You breathe out, your heart pulsing in your ears. The woman lets out a sadistic laugh, before grabbing your shirt and lifting you up so you're sat up, grabbing your chin to face the group before you.

"Does everyone here know how much you desire them?" She asks, staring at the group as her cheek is pressed against yours.

"You," She points at the girl who's invited you here today. Your breath catches in your throat.

"This little devil right here has thought about fucking you in so... so many different ways," She giggles, and the girl blushes and looks away. You find yourself getting angry from embarassment as you wriggle in her grip, and she raises her brow at you before slamming you back down to the floor.

"Nuh-uh," She coos, before ripping open your shirt. "Naughty girls like you deserve to be used publicly like this," She admires your body, her dark eyes fixated on your skin before she picks you up in her arms and brings you closer to the group. She drops you to your feet, her body pressed hard against your back as your chest is exposed to the group, your cheeks flushed as you are held bound in her arms. You can see the look of arousal, confusion, and dismay in the eyes of the group before you. You wasn't expecting to be put on display like this - to be groped and manhandled by a woman of this calibre - you should be hating this, but the arousal in between your legs is giving your true desire away.

She flicks her nails and rips off the remainder of your clothes, before breathing along your neck - her voice husky and low.

"Fuck, my dear." She purrs, her slender fingers reaching up to pinch one of your nipples, rolling it gently between her index and thumb. Your legs grow weak and wobbly, and she holds you upright as her other hand travels down your navel to your soaking wet, sensitve core.

"Can you all see how excited she is?" She laughs, spreading your legs open with her thigh.

"Look at the mess you've made, dear. All because your hot little body is exposed and bare before these hungry, lewd eyes." You close your eyes, not wanting to think about anything that's going on - but her fingers keep rolling your nipple until it's so, so sensitive, little whimpers falling from your mouth as you feel tears start to form in your eyes.

"Stop it.." One of the girls watching finally states, looking away with a blush.

"Oh?" The woman says, a smile on her lips as her other hand reaches down, her index finger tracing gentle circles around your sensitive, swollen clit. This causes your legs to quiver, a moan falling from your mouth as you lean your head back onto her, her scent intoxicating.

"As you can see, brat." She starts, before letting her finger rub your clit with more precision, earning more noises from your mouth as you cry out. "This little girl right here is enjoying herself far too much. It would be such a shame if i stopped, wouldn't you agree?"

The girl scoffs, but can't help but let her eyes feast on the sight before her. You, on the other hand, have finally opened your eyes again to see the hungry stares of all the people before you. You find yourself longing for this woman's touch - she knows exactly how aroused you are, and plans on exploiting it to its fullest.

Your pussy tightens, causing more of your juices to drip down your thighs, and the woman brings her finger lower before slipping her index inside of you - curling it at just the right spot - putting constant pressure on your throbbing core.

"Ah, fuck!" You moan, and you almost fall to the floor.

"Oh no, dear." She groans, before picking you up in her arms so your thighs are being held up by her hands as your pussy and chest is exposed to the group still.

"Let them all see just how desperate you are for my touch," She purrs, before leaning down and sinking her fangs into your neck.

You scream out, initially in pain - but almost immediately after there is an overwhelming feeling of ecstacy. Your body twitches as you cry out, your legs spread wide open as everyone before you watches you cum. Your pussy twitches, clenches, juices now dripping onto the floor. How is it possible that you just orgasmed from her indulging in your blood?

The woman releases her fangs, and swallows with a satisfied moan. She lets you down, tilting your chin up in her hands before placing a soft, longing kiss on your lips.

"Such a good little play thing, aren't you?" She whispers, before turning around and disappearing back into the mansion.