Spit Roasted by Dad and the Vampire
Horny story of father and son forced to fuck by a vampire!
Without
a moment’s hesitation, Dad ripped my tuxedo open. Ripping it off till my smooth
upper body was completely exposed to the cold of the barren room. I turned to
move towards the door and Vlad was suddenly stood in front of me grinning. Dad
grabbed my naked flesh and pulled me towards him, hugging me in close he
started trying to kiss me. I struggled against his huge strong arms with every ounce
of strength I had but it wasn’t enough, he held me in place and forced his
tongue down my throat. I felt so weak and pathetic, struggling against Dad’s
strong grip and his wet, warm tongue.
Vlad
stood unmoving from the door, laughing with a deep booming voice as if this was
the funniest thing he had ever seen. I didn’t have time to make sense of it,
but I was sure that the garlic had stopped him from getting into my head like
he had Dad’s.
In a
sudden burst of terrified strength I broke free of Dad’s arms and turned to run
to the other side of the room but he grabbed at me and I stumbled into the
coffin, landing on my back in the soft padded interior. I screamed and screamed
in horror as Dad jumped on top of my topless torso and started kissing me again.
His tongue pushed into my mouth, forcing me open as his fingers scratched at my
exposed flesh. I tried to turn my head but everywhere I looked Dad found me,
forcing his way back into my mouth.
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