My Billionaire Ex Is A Vampire

The Twatwaffle

“Stop it Ben!” I laugh. “You’re going to make me late again.” 

I’m trying to pull down my skirt, but his hands are insistent on their journey to my panties. I give up and concentrate on putting on my berry nude lipstick. Kneeling behind me and having succeeded in getting my skirt up he lets his hand follow the curve of my ass. I try not to let him affect me, but trying to avoid thinking about him only makes me want him more.

“You’re mine now,” he tells my butt, lifting my lace panties from his soft kisses. I moan, giving in to the feeling. I’m so getting late for work again. His hand traces the inside of my panties and down in between my legs and I need to steady myself by leaning over the bathroom counter.

“Oh Ben,” I whisper. He inserts a finger between my folds and I widen my leg stand, easing his access.

“Oh Lorena, look who's all wet and ready for me.” I can hear a satisfied smile on his face. I try to turn towards him, but the hand not between my legs forces me to bend farther over the counter. He has me just where he wants me. He massages the small of my back.

“Oh Ben,” I whisper more loudly as he starts finger f*****g me and biting my ass cheek. He plays with my clit and I hold on to the counter for dear life. “Please Ben,” I moan, letting him know I’m getting close to my first release.

That’s when he does it. He removes his fingers in one swift move, taking with him my panties he has ripped without me knowing and gives me a reddening clap on my ass. Then he steps back, looks me in my eyes through the mirror and licks my fingers savoring the taste of me. I stand there shocked and frustrated. My butt is bare as the skirt of my dress is folded neatly over my back.

“You have to go, or else you’re going to be late.” He says nonchalant and I can only pant in return. “I’ll be here when you get back.” I reach for a new panty, but Ben shakes his head. “I want you ready to sit on my face the minute you get home. Now GO!” he commands. I’m so flustered by the whole experience that I do as he says.

Living close to campus I walk to the library where I’m supposed to work this afternoon. Ben has made me so sexually frustrated that I’m going to do a bad job. I feel self conscious about my vaginal juices dripping where I walk. I’m so wet and I cannot stop thinking about riding Ben’s face when I get home. He is so going to make up for this. It was probably his plan anyways, but I don’t care. He is going to f**k me senseless later tonight!

Entering the library I try not to fidget with my skirt. To horny to think straight, I say hello to my colleagues and go to the reception where I usually work. This close to most exams the place is busy with students wanting to find books most relevant to them and their fields. Hopefully I will be too busy to remember Ben and his teasing. 

I start helping the first student and barely manage to concentrate enough to hear them speak to me. If I didn’t know better I would swear Ben was underneath my desk doing what he does best. I swear his tongue is like a tentacle sometimes!

The student I’m helping looks at me as if I'm weird when I look under the desk for the umpteen time. “I think it’s a fly or something under there that keeps bothering me,” I say lamely and I swear I can hear Ben laughing at my excuse. The student shrugs and is probably thinking it’s my own exam bothering me.

After an hour or so I know there is no hope of forgetting Ben. Every time I take a step I feel air brush over my p***y and when I accidentally bump into students I’m helping I have to swallow a moan. If I’m going to be of any use today I need to get some release first! I can’t go around and moan every time someone accidentally bumps into me or almost c*m every time I sit down by my desk! I smooth my skirt down again as I get up to leave for a quiet corner by myself. The movement so close to my p***y triggers me again, so I swallow another moan. Ben you evil sodapoppin swashbuckler!

Excusing myself I go towards the toilet that most students are unaware of since it’s a little out of the way and secluded. My fingers itch from wanting to pleasure myself. I step into the toilet, having not seen anyone on my way here. I’m so desperate I almost forget to wash my fingers before starting to lift my skirt for access.

Closing my eyes I let my fingers feel their way to my wet core.. I use the back of my hand to massage my clit as I move my fingers further in. This is not as good as Ben eating my p***y, but it gets the job done. I wish he was here with me, so in my mind I see Ben’s head between my legs as I dip my fingers between my folds 

I can almost feel Ben sucking my clit and I shudder against the wall. It’s like he’s here with me. Like I’m being licked and tasted in the most glorious way. I grab his hair as I stifle a loud moan wanting to escape me. I feel myself being licked by a deft tongue and with a desperation matching my own. Ben growls into my p***y as I c*m.

“I guess you couldn’t wait for me any longer,” I hear Ben’s lustful voice say and I open my eyes. There is no one in here but me, but traces of Ben’s musky perfume lingers in my mind. I don’t know what kind of magic that man has cast on me,  but I feel so good. Not to mention I feel amazing finally having had my release.

Still no panties tho, so I’m gonna keep thinking of Ben and his treatment of me before I left for work. I’m satisfied for now, but Ben is going to keep his promise of me riding his face tonight when I get home. I clean myself up hoping I won’t smell too much like a v****a in need of a good f*****g.

Taking a few calming breaths I open the door from the toilet only to find Sean standing right outside. Before I manage to say anything he has entered the room and closed the door behind us, making us alone in the world. I try to protest but he is faster than the speed of light and he grabs me and pushes me against the wall I just have pleasured myself against.

I stand absolutely still as he holds me against the wall and breathes into my neck. It feels slightly erotic being caught between him and the wall, but I’m also scared of what he might do. I’m more or less naked and if he wants to force me to do something I don’t want to do I don’t think I can protect myself from him.

Sean takes big breaths as if to calm himself and I feel myself mimicking him. He opens his mouth and I wonder if it is to kiss me, but instead I see the longest canines I’ve ever seen being retracted. I start to scream in shock, but he covers my mouth with his hands and shushes me.

“Please keep calm,” he warns. “I don’t have much control of myself and the smell of your recent activities is making me edgy.” I nod slowly and once again he takes big breaths before retracting his canines, successfully this time.

My heart races with my mind. How the f**k did his teeth become so large? Did he actually not lie to me? Or is this another trick of his? If he knows about me m**********g here, do other people know? I’m such a twatwaffel! No, Ben is the twattfaffel! If he had just let me alone this wouldn’t have happened.

“I’m sorry Lorena. This was not how I wanted you to find out the truth about me.” Sean’s words drag me back to reality. I’m still caged by his body against the wall, but he doesn’t look as scary anymore. “I had planned to take it slowly and show you my fangs when you seemed ready.”

“Ready? I don’t think I would ever get ready for something like this. This has to be some trick! How do you do it? And why are you keeping me here with you?” ramble out of me. His eyes flashes red and I stop talking, afraid of what he might do.

“Please Lorena, I want you so bad. You are my Beloved!” he whispers with agony.

“Your what?” I ask only to see the flash of teeth again.

“My Beloved, my soulmate.” I roll my eyes at the cheesiness, but he continues serenading me. “You are the one meant for me and I knew it before I became a vampire. It’s like the gods knew I would turn one day and made you for me before I even knew my fate.” He kisses me and my heart skips a beat. He tongues probes my lips carefully, wanting to deepen the kiss, but I don’t give in to him. He pants like an animal when he stops the kiss.

“I want you now, but more than that I want you willingly,” he says before he is gone. The open door is the only trace of him.