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The Glory of Magdalena
The Glory of Magdalena
by AV and undertaker_sean
Magdalena stretched and yawned before shutting off her reading lamp and settling into her inviting bed. She enjoyed her simple and quiet life and never strayed from her daily routine. Although she had a body that men desired, she was still a virgin. She would never abandon her stance that sex was something reserved for her true love—her husband. Her shy and withdrawn personality made it difficult for her to enter into relationships. Tonight, she went to sleep without a man that had captured her heart.
She awoke to a feeling of someone or something staring at her. Glancing about the room, her eyes fell upon what resembled two burning red eyes at the far end of her room. She closed and rubbed her eyes, hoping that she was just seeing things at that they would be gone when she opened her eyes again. Her heart pounding, she opened her eyes...and saw that the two glowing orbs had vanished. She sighed with relief and pulled her blankets up to her chin. Those eyes haunted her dreams all night long.
The next night, Magdalena once again saw the red eyes. This time, they were closer to her bedside. As she shivered and tried to convince herself that she was just seeing things, she noticed a second pair of eyes glimmering off to the other side of her bed. Shaking with fear, she cried, “Who are you?! What do you want?!” At the sound of her voice, both pairs of eyes disappeared into the darkness. Magdalena found that sleep would not come to her that night or the next. Always she was watching for those devilish eyes.
After a week of sleepless nights, Magdalena became accustomed to being peered at from the darkness of her bedroom. Tonight, however, two more pairs of those demonic eyes had appeared. She bowed her head and prayed for God to end her terrors. From the eyes closest to her bed came a voice that said, “That will do you no good.” Magdalena was startled. The voice was very smooth, deep, and masculine.
Her shivering intensified as all four pairs of eyes closed in around her bed. That same voice seemed to be whispered right into her ear. “Hello, Magdalena...we’re here for you. We are here to love you.” She closed her eyes and shook and shied away from a hand that stroked her hair and cheek. When morning came, she was covered in sweat and realized that she must have fainted out of terror.
Tonight would change Magdalena’s life forever. Again, the four pairs of eyes surrounded her bed. This time, she could just barely make out the silhouettes of the bodies they belonged to. “Come to us, Magdalena,” they crooned. “We love you...come to us....trust us,” they repeated. All four voices were definitely male. Their voices were soft and gentle, loving. Her shaking fell to a slight shivering to a tingling throughout her body. Hands would periodically caress her face, her shoulders, and her neck. Her mind and body relaxed.
From the darkness at her right came the form that had first spoken to her. Magdalena tried to make out a face but the night hid his features well. Without a word, he reached a hand out towards her. Without thinking, as if someone else had control of her, Magdalena turned to sit on the edge of the bed, reached out her hand and placed it within his. The four voices began to laugh menacingly. Fear swept over her again but it was already too late. The form pulled her forcefully up off the bed and embraced her tightly against his body. He grasped her hair and pulled her head her to side. She could feel his cock, hard and erect against her body and his cool breath washing over her ear, cheek, and throat as he whispered, “We are going to show you what love really is, my darling.”
Her mind was overwhelmed. She was not sure how it happened but she then found herself standing in the middle of her bedroom. Candles had appeared and their flickering light gave way to the four men surrounding her. They were nude and the candlelight revealed their fangs and a mixture of light and shadow danced around their huge, erect dicks. With a start, Magdalena realized what was happening—these men were not men at all, but vampires...and they had obviously chosen her as their victim.
Up until now she had not noticed that she had been stripped of her nightgown. Staring at the men around her awakened something in her that had always lain dormant. Her nipples became hard and between her legs grew warmer and a distinct moistness was growing. The men advanced toward her as she slid her hands down her throat and breasts. Her hands cupped her breasts and fondled them, slipping a finger over each taut nipple. She could feel the coolness of their bodies against hers.
Their leader stood just in front of her. She stared into his glowing eyes as he advanced. She no longer feared him. He took her face in his cold hands and softly kissed her lips. His hands slid down her sides and she shivered with excitement. He then proceeded to lick and suck on her nipples as he kneaded them gently with his hands. Each time his tongue would lash over a nipple or his fangs would barely graze them, Magdalena would jolt. The three other men caressed her body gently from all sides. Working his way down her body, the leader kneeled down in front of her. Soft kisses lavished her body from the other men. Slowly sliding his hands up her legs and thighs, the man before her encouraged her to spread her legs. As she did, his face dove in between her legs, his tongue sweeping along her wet slit. The other men began to tease and suck her nipples and kiss at her throat. She felt a finger slid gently and carefully into her drenched pussy. She winced at first but then began to enjoy the slow thrusting into her.
After a few minutes of this, the kneeling man suddenly stood up. “It is time, my love,” he said. The other men snickered. Magdalena was confused and horrified when the man grasped her by the throat and threw her back onto her own bed. When she tried to get back up, the man climbed on top of her and pinned her down by her neck. He was slightly choking her. “I love you, Magdalena. I’m going to show you how much I love you,” the man above her said. “Please.....no....,” Magdalena whimpered. Ignoring her plea, the man shoved his dick into her tight pussy. Pain spread throughout her pussy as he plunged deeper and harder into her. She barely took notice of the other men as they climbed onto the bed beside her. Again, they went to work on her bouncing breasts.
She was unable to see the third man through the tears in her eyes as they spilled down her cheeks. He was still thrusting powerfully into her, his pace quickening, as a cock appeared by her face. The third man was kneeling by her head, a hand slowly rubbing up and down his shaft. She tried to turn her head away but the grip on her throat tightened. The soft voice of the man had changed. “Suck his cock,” he growled. The man at her head leaned down and kissed her forehead. “I love you, my dear,” he said quietly. Sitting up, he edged his dick to her lips. She could see a glistening drop of precum already on the head of his cock. Tentatively, she reached up and gripped his cock softly in her hand. She lapped at the underside of his head. Precum dribbled down onto her lips. She licked her lips and then began to lap it up hungrily from him. The grip on her throat was released.
The man fucking her slid his cock out of her beaten pussy. Her blood was slowly trickling down his cock. He slid a finger up his dick and licked the blood from his fingertip. Glancing at the man to his right, he nodded. The man lay down on the bed and Magdalena was positioned over him. The leader, now behind her, pounded his cock into her pussy a few more times before pulling out and shoving it into her ass. Magdalena cried out in pain but he kept ramming into her ass. He yanked her head back by her hair and the man beside her slipped the head of his cock into her opened mouth. The man fucking her ass pressed her down onto the waiting cock of the man below her. She gasped as the two cocks plunged in and out of her. She lapped and sucked harder on the cock in her mouth, taking it in as deep as she could before slowly sliding it back out.
Up until now, the fourth man had been fondling her beautiful breasts. Moving toward her head from the other side, he placed his cock in front of her. Magdalena immediately started licking and sucking him. She quickly mastered giving each man’s cock the attention that it needed. As the man below her thrust into her, he began sucking on her breasts as they bounced in his face. He bit onto a nipple and lapped at the blood as the other man came into her ass. He pulled her onto his cock and allowed her to feel his dick throb and shoot his cum into her. He then pulled his cock out and started whipping her voluptuous ass cheeks. She repositioned herself so that she was now riding the man below her and still pleasuring the two men with her mouth.
Under her, he began pounding into her sore pussy mercilessly. The harder he fucked her, the more intense her oral skills became. Both men were now breathing hard. A few more licks and sucks and they both came. Their cum mixed in her mouth and dribbled onto her chin. She swallowed their loads as she sat up to ride the man harder. Cum trickled down onto her breasts. As the fourth man began to climax, the leader quickly moved behind her, forced her head back, and plunged his fangs into her throat. The two men off to either side followed suit—one biting into the other side of her throat while the other settled in front of her and punctured into her other nipple. They drank thirstily until she nearly collapsed from exhaustion. Catching her in his arms, the leader laid her softly on her bed and dripped his own blood into her gasping mouth. He caressed her hair, kissed her forehead and whispered, “We told you...we love you.” Before she closed her eyes, she saw all four pairs of glowing embers fade away and thought, “So this is how love is.”
The Next Evening
Magdalena awoke to two hungers—the first, she needed to feed and the second, an overwhelming sexual desire. She opened her eyes expecting to see those burning red ones but they were nowhere to be found. She was surprised to see moonlight streaming in through her open window. She had slept through the entire day and now...now she must take care of her needs.
That night she soothed her hunger by luring men into alleys with the promise of a blowjob or even a fuck. Her victims were easy to capture. Her black top showed off just enough of her breasts and her tight miniskirt barely covered her ass cheeks. A quick word to each man, a few teasing touches, and they followed like sheep. Pressing them against the brick wall of a dilapidated building, she would get them hot before she pounced on them, piercing her fangs into their neck, drinking of them until they collapsed. She never drank enough to kill them. Her victims always woke up in the morning, weak and unable to remember what had happened. After a month of stalking her prey in this fashion, an idea came to her as she slept through the daylight hours.
Magdalena was unable to keep her sexual drive at bay. Taking numerous vampiric partners over the past month had kept her only minimally satisfied. It was from one of these lovers that she became aware of a bar that catered to both humans and vampires...the humans being unaware of their undead comrades. That night, she made her way to the bar and chatted with the owner. She told him of her plan and made a deal with him—in exchange for letting her use the room hidden at the back of the bar, he was enabled to fuck her whenever he wanted.
Word traveled fast in the underground about the “Glory hole at THE bar.” Men were led, one by one, down the dark hallway and into a bare room with only a hole in one of the walls. Magdalena waited anxiously on the other side. Each time a cock poked through the hole, she pounced on it. Sometimes she would push her soaking pussy onto it, other times her ass, but always they would find their way into her mouth. Tonight was no exception.
A large cock appeared through the hole. Magdalena slowly slid the tip of her tongue up and down its shaft until it grew hard. She sucked lazily on the head, tasting the man’s precum and becoming even more excited. She backed up until the dick was pressing against her ass. She bent over and slid the head up and down her slick slit. She could hear the man moaning on the other side. She placed his head at the entrance of her pussy and slowly slid down his shaft. Once she had taken him in fully, she squeezed her muscles, teasing his cock from inside of her. Slowly, she rocked back and forth...feeling full then empty repeatedly. Her wetness began to trickle down her thighs as she started to take the man with faster, harder, and deeper strokes. From the other side, the man’s moaning grew louder. It was almost time to enact her plan. A few more thrusts and she came explosively. Her pussy muscles clenched and unclenched the cock inside. Shaking with pleasure, she dropped to her knees.
Tasting herself on his cock, she lapped and stroked it as intensely as she could. Her head bobbed quickly while her tongue encircled itself around his swollen head. More precum poured out as she focused her attentions on the underside of his head. Cum shot out as she drove a fang into the underside of his shaft. The man gasped as he thrust his dick through the wall and into Magdalena’s mouth. The taste of his cum mingled with his blood was sweet and satisfying to her. She drank quickly before he could suspect what was happening. She took her time using her tongue to mop up both blood and cum...she never left evidence and was never caught. She knew she didn’t need to be greedy with just this one; there were always dozens more waiting for their chance at her glory hole.
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