WINDORA: Frustration

"I have to go, Red."

The rich voice of Lux's lover echoed through the bedroom. She met a handsome man at a gala, a brunette with green eyes, who promised her a fantastic night. At first skeptical, the redhead decided to give him a chance because he assured the vampire that he would deliver on his promises. His kisses were nice, not enough to make her legs wobble, but still nice. Unfortunately, everything else that came from that man's mouth was nothing but empty words that left a bitter taste in her mouth.  She rolled on her side and watched the splendid man slip into his vest.  He waved at Lux and walked out of the bedroom. How could one boast so much about being an excellent lover only to be a disappointment in bed? He didn't have stamina; he couldn't even give her ten minutes! He couldn't make it last longer with the use of his fingers and mouth on her! She realized that despite his decent size, he didn't know what to do with his length. Didn't know how to use it, didn't know how to make her feel him. No! All she had was a two-minute man who at least knew where to thrust his cock but didn't know anything else. How could he boast about being an excellent lover? How could he dare?  

"It's fine.... Leave!" -She groaned and rolled on her back. Her eyes stared at the ceiling, and she put her hand on her belly.-

What a dread this month had been for her! No matter who she picked, she ended up with either boring and not involved in their lovemaking, or eager but unable to keep up with her. One went limp from the moment she asked for them to go harder. Another apologized because he couldn't bring himself to spank her ass. All the beautiful women she pulled were either very timid or unwilling to switch. Neither of them was able to bring her over the edge. She did not cum. Not once! That frustration started to build up inside her, and her mind started to be plagued with the face of Jake when she had sex. When she made them grunt and groan, it was Jake's voice she heard. When they said "Madam", she remembered his face when he gave in to her. When they came hard - She made it a point to always make them cum-, she imagined that their slick was Jake's but always was she forced back to reality when she tasted their blood. None of them were Jake's. None of them made her lose her mind and crave their taste. Enough! Enough! 

"Fucking hell! Puppy! What did you do to me? "

She groaned loudly and hit the mattress with her fist. Before Jake, she wouldn't have complained about the lack of good sex in this century. She had resigned herself to enduring this sexual purgatory. Since meeting Jake, it became harder for her to pretend that she didn't care. She wanted more, and the frustration in her loins was too big to ignore this time.  The redhead scrunched her face up, grumpy as she was about the ordeal of the night. The vampire spread her legs, and her hand nonchalantly traveled down her soft belly and brushed over her folds. She bit her bottom lip, and her fingers explored her wet, puffy folds. She loved the sensation of her engorged lips and poking clit against her firm and small fingers. She loved the sensation of her soft, velvety little lips and shivered at her own touch. Lux's pussy was beautiful, smooth and puffy, with pink little lips and a tight little entrance.  A true lover, a genuine pussy connoisseur would have loved it properly. A true lover, like Jake, would have licked it; his large, raspy tongue would have lapped up her juices. Unf.. Jake's big tongue. The thought made her quiver and moan. 

Lux's fingers mimicked Jake's tongue. She spread her soaked lips with practiced pressure, her middle finger sliding up and down her slit, pressing a little harder on her clit. It made her draw in a breath as she imagined her big burly man eagerly attending to her eager and wet pussy. She remembered how good it felt when he fucked her with his tongue, when he lavished her pussy with his affection and licked her slick off of her. The thought made her groan, and she curled her toes. Her thighs pressed against her hand, but she forced them back open. "Keep those legs open, Lux...Keep them open for Jake." She was panting, her fingers resumed rubbing her folds for a moment before she slapped her wet pussy. "Fuck, you're so wet already! So messy! For what? For Jake?" She blushed and removed her hand from her folds. No! No!.. She wasn't seriously masturbating like that because of that human? She wouldn't meet him again! How could his face be the one she thought of when jerking off? Why was he back in her mind? Raaah! Frustrated and flustered, it made her hiss and her fangs protruded again.  She couldn't stop, not when she was hot and bothered like that! Not when she needed to cum as hard as she was. 

So the vampire hissed and rolled on her front. She groaned and slowly propped herself up on her knees.  She arched her back, so her ass would be up and spread her legs to have access to her pussy. Then, once settled, the redhead resumed using her hands on her pussy. She imagined Jake kneeling behind her, rubbing his fat cock through her folds. His hands grabbed her waist, his fingers digging harder into her soft flesh with the intent to bruise her. Lux whimpered; the overstimulation of her soft folds and entrance was driving her crazy. She imagined Jake's fat precum-beaded crown going through her folds, brushing against her sensitive clit and making her legs wobble at that touch. She wanted that cock inside her. She needed him to stretch her tight little cunt with his fat and heavy dick. She knew he would want her to lose her mind on him, to beg for his cock, to beg for him to ruin her like only he could. She could feel it, the way her pussy was quivering, pulsating against nothing as it needed to be filled.  "Fucking clenching around nothing! Raaaah!!! I fucking need Jake! I need him! His big cock, I need it inside me." She moaned, eyes closed, some of her hair almost preventing her from breathing properly as it spilled onto her face. 

She imagined him just rubbing against her, the same way she was rubbing her own slit. She could feel her puffy lips begging for more. She could feel her slickness soak her fingers and run down her thigh. She didn't stop teasing her folds, rubbing her clit as she imagined Jake do it for her. Lux shifted her position. slightly leaned on her right shoulder, and slid her right hand between her legs while her left arm was free to move as she pleased. She used it to spank her bubbly ass and felt it jiggle with force. It made her groan and she spanked her ass again, turning her cheek redder. "Fuck! Jake! I love when your big hand spank my ass like that. I love it when you own it. When you own that big ass of mine. When you sink your fucking fingers into it and make me fucking feel you! Haaaannn!!! Haaaan!! I need it. I need you!" She yelled, rubbing herself faster. Her feet hit the mattress, one after the other, but she was relentless in her actions. She kept playing with her pussy, rubbing her folds fast and hard and pushing on her clit with each passing of her hand. Her first orgasm hit her lightly.  She soaked her hand with her squirt and rolled her eyes further into her skull. It felt so good! It made her shake and fall flat on her stomach.  She rolled on her back and ran her soaked hand up to her breasts. She rested her hand there, panting and staring at the ceiling. 

How did he do it? How did Jake do it to make her crave his touch? She met him once! Only once and already no other lover made her pussy quiver like that. She imagined Jake at the edge of the bed, staring at her with his big, lovely grin on his face. He was handsome, warm... Sunny! His warmth was something she was missing. His strong arm wrapped around her frame, his warm breath against her neck, and his kisses. She was missing his kisses. Lux could feel tears well up at the corner of her eyes, and she knew that it was because she was missing Jake. Yes! Missing! Not just craving but missing that human. Her special human.  Still, as her chest heaved up and down, she felt another shiver go down her spine. She wasn't done yet. She wanted more. Her soaked hand, now cold from her juices, slowly traveled back between her legs. She resumed rubbing herself, still sensitive but still wet. "Look at you, Lux, still fucking wet for Jake. Still fucking needy for him! You want that, don't you? You want that big fat cock to spread your lips and fill you up, don't you? Haaan... You want to become his little cocksleeve again, don't you?" She nodded, responding to her own questions while her other hand squeezed her breast. She whimpered, her legs wide open as she imagined Jake on top of her now. 

"You fucking vampire slut! Look at you begging for that big human cock!" -She groaned, suddenly slipping three fingers inside her to mimick the sudden thrust of Jake's cock inside her.-

The stretch was brutal, not quite the same as when it was Jake who did it, but brutal nonetheless. It was the kind of stretch that left no room to think, no room to fill as her soft velvety walls and lips were tightly hugging his cock. It was the kind of stretch that made her scream his name "Jake! Fuck!". The kind of stretch that made her eyes roll into her skull. She was filled with her fingers, unable to bottom out like his thick cock would. Unable to feel the veins of his cock brush against her walls until she was wide open around his cock, filled, with his heat radiating inside her like he was branding her.  She was unable to feel his hot breath and his grunt at the sensation of her pussy milking his cock for all it was worth. No! Her hands were not enough, and she knew it, but she would do with what she had and fill in the gaps with her memories of Jake. Jake was too much, too big, too intense for her, and yet she still wanted more from him. She was craving the way he fucked her, intense, hard..stretched to her limits as he started to pound into her. Jake hands were holding onto her waist, keeping her in place while he was fucking her with a bruising force. He wanted to brand her with his cock, with his cum even. He wanted to make her his, and she welcomed it. In reality her fingers were mercilessly pounding into her, hitting nerves inside her sloppy cunt. The fingers of her left hand were pulling on her nipple as she fingered herself hard. 

The sounds her pussy made, were turning her on. "Split me open, Sir! Split that fucking pussy open! Haaan!! Haaan!! I don't want to think anymore!" She groaned. The room was now hot, and the air was thick with her arousal. It was smelling like sex -at long last!-, like sweat and the wet sounds of her pussy being fingered by the vampire was driving her crazy. Her long, pointy ears fluttered, and she bucked her hips, eager to meet her hand. She imagined Jake going faster, his hands moving from her waist to her thighs. She imagined him pressing his whole weight onto her, locking her in a position she couldn't escape from. Lux imagined him pinning her to the mattress, taking the vampire in that "mating press" position that elicited moans and whimpers from her. Her toes curled, in real life she was assuming the same position, her pussy spread open, her fingers squeezed tightly by her walls. Her left hand released her nipple, and she wrapped her left arm around her leg, so her fingers could spread her big lips to help her finger herself more. It was so lewd, so hot, to almost be folded like a pretzel in an attempt to make herself cum while she couldn't help but think of Jake and his big brutish hands putting her in whatever position he wanted to. She wanted to feel stuffed, so she added a fourth finger. 

That one made her whimper loudly, and she could only pump the four of them a couple of times before she pulled the fourth one away. "Too fucking tight!" She fake-complained. Her toes curled. "But you're made for Jake's cock! You're made for him, like the perfect little cocksleeve you are! Fuck!!! Shit! Sir! Shit! Fuck me like that!" She suddenly pulled her hands off of her slit to slap her puffy lips. "You're so needy! so fucking needy, Lux! Haaaann! You want that fat cock! You want it to stretch you open and seal you shut! You want him deep inside you! Haaaan!! Yes! Yes! Yes I fucking want it!" She ran that juice-soaked hand through her red hair and put it back on her pussy. She was hot, her cheeks were red, and her face was messed up. She was on the edge and could feel her whole body shaking. It was only a matter of minutes now, given the familiar knot in her loins, Lux knew she was about to cum.  So her fingers spread open her pussy. "Come back in... Please.. Please Jake! Fill me up again! Fill me--Aaaahhh!" She screamed again as two fingers slid back into her tight cunt. She quickly added the first one and resumed pumping in and out of her warm hole. Lux was delirious by now; she was still imagining kissing Jake, their tongues dancing together while he was taking her hard and fast.  She kept the hard and fast pace, before her imagination had Jake break the kiss and press his face against her shoulder. he kissed her skin there, and his shoulder pressed against her mouth. She couldn't handle it.. No! She couldn't! She had to bite him. She had to drink his blood while he was deep inside her. The memory of that blood hit her back. 

It was too much for her. Too much to handle and she squirted her juices on her hand, the sheets, her thighs..  She pulled her hand from her cunt and held onto the sheets she ended up tearing off.  Her body squirmed, and Lux cried those bloody tears. She cursed and rolled on her side. She cursed again and hit the mattress. Fuck! She was both happy and angry because the real Jake wasn't there. How could he be far away from her? Why did she /care/ about him?  Lux felt vulnerable, empty, and needy. She needed Jake. Those people she fucked in between had nothing on Jake. They frustrated her so much because they weren't Jake. They couldn't give her what he did. They couldn't fuck her like he did. What was the point in seeing other people if they all brought Jake back to the forefront of her mind? She noticed she had drooled as it was now soaking the sheet pressed to her cheek. She enjoyed herself and still felt the electric shock in her spine as well as a growing frustration. She couldn't come back to him. He wouldn't want to see her again. She wouldn't want to find him again -Lie! fucking Lie-. What a shame! What a fucking shame! 

-TBC-