The Day of The Dead

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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 06/10/2022
Created 12/08/2006
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The day my human self died was the day I felt most alive.
All my life I tried to accomplish much o’ how I strive.
On that night so grateful I saw my future beckon,
As I feel those teeth of life pierce my neck I begin shriekin
Blood courses through my veins as I begin to change.
Roaring, raging, hating, clawing my emotions are so strange.

The next couple days sped by so fast they were a blur.
I am growing paler by the day of that I'm sure.
Woke up this morning to the sun shining in my face,
screaming I rush to shut the blinds feeling disgrace.
My skin feels like it has been set on fire.
Though my heart is pounding I do not perspire.

Soon the most gruesome of all things begins.
A thirst, water I drink again and again.
ARGH! To no avail I'm still so parched.
Soon the pain begins and my back becomes arched.

Can you hear it?
That soft rhythmic melodramatic beating of a drum.
Bum Bum. Bum Bum. Bum Bum.
It seems as if the sound is calling.
More and more incessant, giving in I'm falling.
Jerking awake I can still hear that tender drumming.
I know now it’s the hearts gentle strumming.

The past several years have been great.
Full of life, not to mention the sex you cannot rate.
Even joined a family that dates back generations.
We travel as one all around the nation.
Traveling from one feeding ground to the next.
We call ourselves Generation X.

Been here about a year in Philly.
Just the other day met this sexy girl Lilly.
Found her at a club called the Black Dragon.
Knowing at once she wasn’t one of us, she has my tongue dragging.
From across the room I fill her head with images of lust.
Soon I knew we would be an us.

Slowly getting up, I take my time to savor her scents flavor.
I knew once I reached her no one on earth could save her.
She saw me coming and gave me the biggest smile.
Never knowing who I was all the while.
Upon reaching her introductions were made.
We both knew soon we were getting laid.

Now that I was closer I could admire her more.
She is different then any of the others I had before.
She’s wearing a black cocktail dress with no back.
It hung low in the front generously framing her rack.
Her eyes are the most peculiar shade of green.
Her skin is lightly tanned and in the light gave off a delicate sheen.
Her face is framed with long black silky hair.
She is the most beautiful creature on earth, and she doesn’t even care.
Inhaling her scent, my nose is set on fire, like an Angel she smells.
Her aroma is a delicious blend of heaven and hell.

Soon we both knew it was time to leave.
As we left she held on to my sleeve.
In the parking lot she led me to her car.
We drove back to her place it wasn’t far.
As we pull into the tree lined driveway my pulse quickens.
She steps out into the moonlight and her skin glistens.

Waiting for her to open the door I nestle into her nape.
Drawing in her aroma and gently nibbling, I hear her gasp mouth agape.
Our passions are rising since I could hear her heart racing.
Rushing inside our mouths lock, our tongues wrestling.
By the bright moonlight I can see the hunger in her eyes.
As we continue our explorations I feel myself begin to rise.
Gasping we both regretfully break our primal embrace.
She then leads me on a quick tour of her place.

Elegant for the era I have seen much better in my time.
Then I see it the place where I would enact my “crime.”
Set in her backyard is a quaint swimming pool.
In the back is a waterfall with a mist so cool.
With low level lighting to me it sang a sweet song.
Here is where our love would be made so strong.

Seeing in her eyes an intense desire,
I lead her outside and start a small fire.
Her skin is prickly from the cool night air.
In the dancing firelight I begin to undress her.
As I begin to slide the dress off of her shoulders she shivers.
Bringing her closer I release it letting it flow from her body like a river
I gasp in amazement at the perfection I see before me.
Never before has a creature taken the breath from me.
In the pale moon light her body seems to glow.
Inside me I feel long dormant feelings I just don’t know.


With the moonlight glinting off her obsidian hair,
it cascades down around her round face so fair.
Perfectly contrasting with the pale glow of the moon on her face.
Her eyes seem to be alive as she stands there in place.
Showing me her entire life, body and soul.
Just being around her makes me feel whole.

She reaches behind her and unsnaps her bra.
As she slides it off I reach out and stroke them with my paw.
I stop her as she begins to slide down her underwear.
I place her hands on my chest to begin to remove the clothes I wear.
Each button on my shirt raises our passion to a hire level.
Now down to my boxers we both enter the water hearing it hiss.
Our bodies glide into the calm water entwining for a kiss.
Our fervor soars through the roof.
The steam emanating from the pool is our proof.
Touching, kissing, swimming, brushing; stoking our inner fires.
We both know soon it is time to release our personal desires.

As she rises up from the cool placid pool,
you can see her shiver from the nights cool.
I watch as a bead of water falls from her hair,
traveling down across her breast teasing her nipple as I stare.
Finally coming to a rest on her thongs band.
Blood suddenly rushes to my head and rip them off with one hand.

She groans at the sudden icy touch of the night.
Her inner moisture; hidden by the light.
I watch the wind dance across her skin.
Caressing her body with a touch so thin.
I grab her and throw her over my shoulder.
Carrying her over, placing her face down on a boulder.
Draped over the rock presents for me the perfect target.
This is something I will never regret.

Taking aim I consummate our lust
in just one solid thrust.
Moaning from the sudden pleasure.
She is now my greatest treasure.
In to the hilt, I pause to allow her to adjust to my girth.
I know soon we will be giving it all we are worth.
Feeling her relax around me I begin to set a gentle pace.
I watch as the pleasure dances across her face.
She begins to thrust back against me.
I can feel every contour of her around me.
“Faster, faster, faster” she screams.
Letting loose a howl I burst at the seams.
Soon we are a blur of flesh.
Our bodies just seem to mesh.
I feel it deep inside me begin to well.
I claw at her breasts as they swell.
Jerking and pinching her nipples I hear her gasp.
Suddenly she’s shuddering and her breath comes in rasps.
Again and again I continue to ram into her.
Bucking against me again, onward I spur.
I feel it really coming on now.
I lower my body into a bow.
Nuzzling her neck I can hear her heart racing.
Gasping we both are nearing our true facing.
Suddenly I'm gushing.
Spurred on by my pulsating cock she’s pushing.
Rapidly were both in the throes of an orgasm.
I swiftly delve into her neck and she spasms.
Slowly draining her of her remaining strength.
I withdraw my entire length.
Picking her up I carry her into the house.
She is the one I choose to be my spouse.


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duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Life force.

The giving of erotic death ~ the taking of life. A spouse is chosen.

lobomaolobomaoover 17 years ago
•) lower your dice pool

conserve your will

you may need it.

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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Welcome to Lit

With this rather long vampiric prose poem.

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