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Smear My Lipstick

Short story By: Wicked Beautiful
Erotica



My first vampire/human erotica story. Tell me what you think in the comments!

Emma tags along with her friends to the brand new club in town- a mysterious underground club that Emma has a bad feeling about.
There she meets Erik- a guy with bright red eyes that she can't get enough of.
The chemistry between them isn't enough for a long-lasting relationship- but for Emma to have Erik for just one night is good enough for her.


Submitted:Apr 11, 2012    Reads: 1,789    Comments: 7    Likes: 6   


Smear My Lipstick

I looked at myself in the mirror, a small smile playing at my lips. I was wearing a short black dress barely covering my ass and black high heels. My best friend Constance clapped her hands in delight and finally I broke into a little giggle.

"Do you like it?" Constance asked, and I continued to giggle before finally answering her.

"I have never worn anything so slutty and desperate in my life, Constance. I'm not giggling because I like it, I'm giggling because I have just realized that I look hot!" I gasped, and Constance laughed out loud before she gasped, jumping up from my bed and opening my makeup drawer, pulling out my blood red lipstick which I had never used.

"Really?" I laughed as she stood in front of me, determination in her eyes.

"Press your lips together and stay still." She told me, and I nodded as she applied the lipstick.

After she had finished I rubbed my lips together, staring at my drop dead gorgeous reflection in the mirror.

Just then a car honked outside and Constance grabbed my hand, the ruffles of Constance's bright pink dress rubbing against my thigh.

"Come on, our ride is here!" Constance said excitedly before dragging me out the door, and I braced myself for the wildest night of my life.

Other bodies, both men and women pushed up against mine as I looked through the crowd to find Constance. She was a real party animal- which sometimes led to me being left alone at the parties she dragged me along to. Just then I saw her leading a guy upstairs, holding his shirt tight and kissing him like there was no tomorrow.

I sighed, unsure of what to do. I was about to head back and walk home when I felt two icy cold hands grab my hips, a man's deep, sexy voice whispering in my ear,

"Come upstairs with me."

I turned around immediately, shocked to see two bright red eyes staring down at me, an expression of hunger and lust inside them.

The man looked to be around my age, twenty-one and he had black hair that went slightly over his eyes.

He smirked and looked me up and down, leaning over to whisper into my ear again.

"You look so sexy tonight. Don't you want to make the most of this oppurtunity?"

I grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer to me until our chests were touching.

"I'm Erik, by the way." He said in a teasing tone, and I breathed out softly.

"I'm Emma, and you are so fucking hot."

His triumphant smirk grew larger as I put my arms around his neck, running my fingers through his hair with one hand as his lips met mine.

We kissed like that for a while until he began leading me to the upstairs bedrooms, and I didn't hesitate to follow him.

When we were upstairs he pushed me hard against the wall and he lifted me up, letting me wrap my legs around his waist as his hands explored every inch of my body.

He slid one hand under my dress and, with fingers as cold as ice, pushed two fingers into me hard.

I gasped out loud, his freezing cold fingers sending goosebumps up my arms and legs as pleasure exploded inside of me.

He began thrusting slowly and I moaned quietly.

"Oh god, harder." I gasped, and he looked into my eyes and thrusted hard into me, each thrust making me gasp out loud with the pleasure he was bringing me.

Suddenly he walked us a little further down the hall and kicked open the door to one of the bedrooms, throwing me onto the bed and staring at me hungrily as my orgasm slowly faded away.

He was suddenly positioned on top of me, ripping my tights to shreds.

I didn't care- I just wanted him inside of me, that was all that mattered.

He positioned me on my knees and slid down the zip of my dress, looking deep into my eyes as he did so.

Soon enough we were both naked and he was positioned on top of me, teasing me with his fingers.

"Please!" I managed to gasp, and he smirked before beginning to thrust three fingers into me, hard and fast every time.

He moved back a bit, leaning down and flicking his tongue over my pussy as a shiver ran up my spine.

"You're my slut tonight." I heard him say before thrusting three fingers hard inside me once more, my nails scraping his back.

"I want you inside me, Erik!" I moaned, and he smirked before moving forward again, his face inches from mine as he slowly slid his dick inside me.

"Ah!" I cried as he began thrusting harder and faster into me.

He was causing me so much pain as he gripped my shoulders tightly, but it only turned me on more as I began rubbing my pussy at the same time as he thrusted into me.

"Emma, I'm about to cum." He grunted, speeding up his thrusts as I felt that I was about to cum also.

"Yes, Erik! Ah, god yes!" I screamed as I felt him explode inside me with a loud grunt, and I exploded a few moments after.

He kissed me roughly afterwards, keeping his dick inside of me.

"Emma, you're so hot." He whispered in my ear, starting to thrust hard and slowly into me as I breathed deeply.

He buried his head in my neck, nibbling and kissing me teasingly as I moaned and giggled.

He then began looking into my eyes again and I stared back into his as his eyes suddenly filled with a fire- a hungry fire.

"Emma." He grunted seriously, and I was suddenly scared.

What did he want from me?

I started to get up but he just pushed me down hard, beginning to thrust into me again. He just wanted more sex.

"Erik, I need to go." I told him, gasping. He just glanced into my eyes and didn't stop.

I glanced at the clock at the other side of the room and began trying to push him off, shaking my head as fear flooded my mind.

"Erik, stop!" I cried, and he only began thrusting harder- so hard that the pleasure instantly disappeared and was replaced by total pain.

Tears were suddenly streaming down my cheeks and his moans were the only sounds that filled my head.

"Erik, ah!" I sobbed, trying hard to push him off of me.

"Shut up." He grunted, slapping me as I began screaming loudly.

He only chuckled, and pushed a finger inside me hard, pulling out after a minute to show me his totally bloody finger as I began sobbing loudly.

"Sweetie, you're at a club and you just got fucked hard. It sounds like you're screaming because you're a fucking whore." He said evilly before thrusting the hardest into me and sinking his teeth deep into my neck.

I screamed loudly, now banging my fists on his back as he continued to thrust and drain me of my life at the same time.

"You're so sexy when you scream." He moaned, and the last thing I felt was his teeth sliding out of my neck and his cum exploding inside of me, the only thought in my mind being- all I wanted was one night sex.





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