Jessica had arrived back at the condo from her most recent task.  The task had been simple.  Take the train to New York, book a room at the Marriot in midtown, deliver a small package to a restaurant in the West Village, stay overnight, and return the next day.  It was really very easy.  She logged into her email, replied with the message "Completed," cleaned out the spam, and went to take a shower.  Since it was only three in the afternoon, she would take a shower, go and browse the local bookstore, maybe buy a book, have some dinner, and return home to relax for the remainder of the evening.  

She took a quick shower, and dressed in a black bra and panty set she had purchased in New York.  It really wasn't all that sexy, just a basic back bra and bikini panty.  But it was pretty.  The bra had a bow at the cleavage and the panty had one on the left hip.  Jessica checked herself in the mirror and approved.

It was late May and the weather was warm.  She dressed in a jean skirt with a front slit, a pink Izod golf shirt, and sandals and headed out.  She had a quiet remainder of the day planned.

Jessica found a book on vampires at the bookstore.  It was a collection of vampire stories.  She smiled.  Perhaps it would be good for a laugh.  She made her purchase, had some dinner, and then went for a walk downtown.  Around eight, she headed back home.  She put on a pot of tea, stripped to her lingerie, and decided to curl up with the vampire book.

The book was a simple anthology of vampire stories written over the years.  The editors considered them the best vampire stories ever written.  Jessica thought most of the stories quite good, but totally inaccurate.  In a few of them, however, she thought that she could see the guiding hand of vampire elders.  Maybe that was true, maybe not.  At any rate, it was fun comparing the fiction to what she knew was fact.

She took a break at nine.  She got up from the sofa, put on some music, and went into the kitchen to make some fresh tea.  And then she shivered.  She felt the tingle running up and down her spine.  She was being watched.  It was the most intense tingle to date.  She quickly ran to the bathroom, brushed out her hair, and fixed her lip-gloss.  She debated as to whether to change into something sexier, and then decided to stay dressed the way she was.  She headed back to the kitchen, poured a cup of tea, and walked slowly into the living room.  Sitting on a chair in the living room was Arthur.

Jessica stopped dead in her tracks and almost spilled her tea.  She had seen Nosferatu before, but never one quite so hideous.  Heinz was grey, Arthur was a sickly gray-green.  He looked a bit like spoiled vomit warmed over.  And the t-shirt and jeans he was wearing made him look all the worse.  Jessica stopped, regained her composure, and said, "Hello.  I am Jessica." 

"And I am Arthur," replied Arthur, standing.  "You are quite lovely, Jessica.  I see you have been reading a book on vampires.  Did you find it interesting?"

"Entertaining is a better word," said Jessica, smiling and taking a sip of her tea.  "Of course, it is nonsense.  But still, it is something to pass the time."

"Of course.  Sit beside me and tell me of the more interesting parts," commanded Arthur.

Jessica and Arthur sat on the sofa, and Jessica told him what she had read up to that point.  While she spoke, Arthur would gently touch her here and there with one of his disgusting fingers.  A gentle tease over the ribs or the tummy made her squirm.  Running a finger down her neck and over her shoulder made her shiver.  She gasped and nearly spilled her tea as he gently tickled the insides of her thighs.  Despite Arthur's grotesqueness, Jessica was getting aroused.  She could feel the wetness between her legs.

"You know," said Arthur, as he ran his fingers up and down her spine, making her twitch,  "Heinz and I are both working for Pandora.  We email each other quite a bit.  He has told me quite a bit about you."

Jessica felt an intense chill go through her body and shivered.  When Arthur undid the hook on her bra and gently slid it off of her shoulders, she thought that she would die.  The chill in his fingers was unbelievable.  He gently began to play with her breasts, tweaking each nipple in turn.  The girl squirmed.

"Heinz has told me," said Arthur, taking a nipple in each hand and giving them a very, very painful set of pinches and twists, "how lovely you look in panties.  I must say that I agree.  Take that silly teacup into the kitchen and walk for me."

Jessica had jumped and gasped when Arthur had pinched and twisted her nips.  He did it a second time, and the pain caused some tears to flow.  It was unbelievably intense.  When he released, the tingle that shot through her breasts and into her stomach was wonderful.  Jessica stood up, walked to the kitchen, rinsed the teacup and placed it in the sink, and then proceeded to prance, wearing only panties, in front of Arthur.

Arthur watched and approved.  The girl was indeed lovely.  He arose from the sofa, took a nipple in each hand, and gave them a quite hard pinch and twist.  He noticed the girl shiver and some tears appear in her eyes.  Tugging her by the nipples, he guided her to the sofa.  He placed her shoulders on the sofa, her bottom on the arm of the sofa, removed her panties, and spread her legs.  Then he knelt and began to lick.  Arthur believed a little pain before the final pleasure always made the girl more appreciative.

Jessica squirmed as she felt the cold and rough Nosferatu tongue work over her mound.  Arthur was teasing her.  His sandpaper-like tongue worked over her mound, finding her hood and continuing its play there.  Jessica shivered.  As Arthur coaxed her pearl out of its hiding place, he inserted a finger in her anus.  His fingers were far longer than human fingers.  He pushed it all of the way inside of her and began to wiggle it.  Jessica tried to sit up, but could not.  A wave of pleasure shot through her.

Arthur continued with his love play.  When the girl was very close, he popped his finger from her anus, stood up, and lowered his jeans.  This was the Nosferatu penis that Cindy had found so wonderful.  It was ten inches long, blunt at the end (it had no head like a human penis,) the same sickly color as his skin, and was as thick as a can of soda.  With his one hand he pinched the girl's pearl, making her gasp and squirm.  With the other he fondled himself until he was hard.  The he rubbed the tip over her mound a bit, squirting some precum, and slowly pushed it in until he felt it touch her cervix.  She had had a vampire cock that deep, but never one this wide.  The girl was crying and softly moaning.  

Jessica shivered.  The huge penis inside of her had pinned her to the sofa.  It hurt.  It felt like she was being split in half.  When Arthur had completely filled her, he squirted some of his ice-cold precum.  Jessica squirmed and cried as she felt it lubing her.  Then Arthur just held his penis inside of the girl, not moving at all.  With a free hand, he reached down and gave her nipples a severe pinch, followed by a rough pinch on her pearl.  He loved it when he saw her tears flow.

Jessica didn't know whether to scream or to cry.  She chose to cry.  She whimpered like a frightened puppy.  First he tortured her breasts, and now her pearl and vagina were getting tortured.  But after each wave of pain, there was always a wave of pleasure.  And when Arthur began to slowly pump inside of her, she climaxed.

Arthur moved slowly inside of the girl for about ten minutes, finally allowing himself a climax.  When he withdrew, Jessica took a good look at what was inside of her and gasped.  She had never taken anything that wide before.  She wanted to rest, and try again.  But Arthur was not about to let her rest.

He let the girl take some water, and then continued with his nipple and genital play, making tears flow several times.  Jessica knew he was keeping her on edge.  He was not going to give her a break.  When Arthur took her a second time, he took her doggy style.  And he did not pump gently.  The second fuck was vigorous and hard, with a great deal of nipple pinching as Arthur rammed her back and forth.  She was a ghoul; any bruising would heal quickly.

When Arthur had finished with her, Jessica collapsed with exhaustion on the floor.  Arthur dressed, looked at the girl, and left.  He was pleased, not only with the girl but with the plan.

While Arthur had introduced Jessica to her first rough sex, another set of eyes had watched them.  It was the rogue Nosferatu.  A rogue vampire is very feral, and must be destroyed by other vampires lest it attract attention.  The rogue decided it was going to have a session with Jessica.  The trap had been set, and Jessica was the bait.

As for Jessica, she had never had sex this rough before.  When she awoke, around four a.m., her nipples and pearl still tingled from the rough treatment of Arthur.  She could understand why Cindy liked this.  Jessica wasn't sure what she liked more: the gentle loving of Heinz or the rough loving of Arthur.  She decided that it was like comparing apples and oranges.  She stood up, staggered to the bathroom, did her thing, and went to bed, falling into a deep sleep.
