The Autumn Diaries (13 page)

After I heard Sam come in, I got dried off and — quickly, before I could warm up — dusted my entire body with white baby powder and then slipped on my outfit. I put my fangs in and put on a lot of goth makeup, particularly around my eyes. Then I sneaked up behind him and bit his neck, this time with the fangs. I’d also grabbed some blood capsules and bit those, so fake blood started running down his neck.
 

Sam turned around and it was like Christmas. I’m pretty damn sexy, but sometimes I think Sam’s grown used to it since I’m
always
like this. So it’s nice to earn an authentic reaction.
 

I walked around and stood in front of him with my white skin, tits out in this leather vamp number, and eyes all made up, with white fangs in my mouth dripping blood, and a sopping wet snatch totally accessible from below.
 

“I vant… to suck… your cock,” I moaned.
 

“Don’t do the accent.”
 

I answered by unbuttoning Sam’s pants and pulling them off so hard I about knocked him from the couch to the floor. Then I did suck his dick, but it was difficult around the fangs. I tried to remember if I’d seen or read about vampire cocksucking. I realized that most vampire movies show the vampires as able to hide or retract their fangs, so I pulled mine out and gave him a good, hot blowjob while rubbing him up and down with my freezing cold hands.
 

“You’re so cold,” he said.
 

“That’s because I’m dead,” I said.
 

“Ooh. You make a hot vamp.”
 

I climbed up, guided Sam’s dick inside me, and started moving up and down.
 

“I wasn’t dedicated enough to make that part cold too,” I said, looking down. I actually felt kind of disappointed, because you’ve got to be able to buy molds to make ice dildos. I just took a damn ice bath. How hard would it be to freeze my cooch? The contrast against his hot cock would probably feel great. I know his warm skin felt great against my cold skin. His hands on my boobs were like firebrands.
 

“Fuck me, Dracula,” he said.
 

“I’m not Dracula. Dracula is a dude.”
 

Sam wrapped his arms around my black leather outfit and shoved his dick up in me so hard I gasped. Then he did it again and again. I leaned forward, put my fangs back in, and started to nibble his neck. Something about the biting and the thrusting got me hot super fast, and soon I was cumming all over him, making vampirelike screams of lust while biting him harder.
 

“Oh fuck, Autumn, I’m going to cum!”
 

So I yelled back, still cumming a little myself, “Fuck me harder, human!”
 

“I’m going to cum in you, you unclean, undead…”
 

I had an idea. “Cum on my fangs!”
 

“I’m going to cum on your fangs!” Sam echoed, as if it was
his
idea.
 

I climbed off and got down onto my knees. Sam stood. I looked up at him with the seductive sort of expression I imagined vampires must always get when about to take facials. I licked my fangs.
 

“OH GOD!”
 

I hissed at the mention of God, because I was a vampire.

“OH GOD COME BACK HERE YOU FUCKING CREATURE!”
 

He grabbed my hair with his left hand while I kept hissing and bearing my fangs like an animal. His right hand was a blur on his cock, and suddenly these globby white streams of jizz come flying at my face, getting in my hair, pooling around my eyes and nose, and, most importantly, landing in my mouth. I could feel the fangs catching some of his streamers — his hot, flying cum would catch on them, then drip inside my mouth and onto my tongue.
 

Once finished, he looked down at me and I slowly licked his cum from the fangs.
 

“You’ll write a great vampire book,” he said.

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INSPIRED BY SAM’S LUST,
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AUTUMN MET JAKE IN A temp office job. Jake was very
Office Space
; he wore an unoffensive, middle-of-the-road tie and a plain white starched shirt. He worked in a cubicle and he actually, literally, filed TPS reports. Autumn never, for the duration of her time clerking with the company, learned what TPS stood for. So, because she thought Jake was hot in an understated and kind of nerdy way, liked sometimes to make up profane meanings and pretend that Jake was up to no good.
 

Jake took two coffee breaks and a lunch break. He always took the lunch break at noon and the coffee breaks at 10:30 and 3:00. On his breaks, he read
Wired
magazine or sometimes did online trivia. Autumn had walked by his station to see what it was he was doing and found that the trivia was often about Monty Python. It was, on one level, disappointing; she secretly hoped he was looking at porn. But on another level, it was totally in character. Jake was one of the new breed of nerds, now that geeky had become sorta sexy. She bet herself that on the weekends, Jake wore shirts with nonthreatening double meanings — perhaps showing the circular universal computer “on” symbol rotated to four different positions above the legend KAMA SUTRA FOR NERDS.
 

It wasn’t hard to hack through Jake’s defenses. Autumn showed up one day in an extremely short skirt with her hair in dual pigtails and wearing black-rimmed dork glasses. She came over to Jake’s desk, asked if she could borrow a pen to work on her Star Wars crossword puzzle and then, without waiting for a response, leaned so far over his desk that he could see her shaved pussy from behind. Then she asked him if he’d like to come over to her place later to watch
Wargames
.
 

Once Jake was at Autumn’s apartment, he was even easier to unravel. One thing she knew was that men were always, in the end, men. He’d seen what she had to offer back at the office, so all she did once they were alone together was to bend over a lot in front of him (to put in the DVD, to turn up the volume on the TV, to recover his JEDI MIND TRICK keychain). When she eventually accidentally put her hand on the bulge in his pants while reaching for popcorn, his nerd armor had thawed and he was hers for the taking. Technically there was a movie on the screen, but Autumn never saw it, between the cock in her mouth and riding him cowgirl. She did, however, suspect that Jake kept watching the whole time. It was cool. She could roll with the nerd punches, and it was also possible he had a thing for young Ally Sheedy.
 

After they’d fucked three times and the movie had finished, Jake said that he’d never had such an awesome experience, and that he thought that “office hottie who wants me” was just a fantasy.
 

“Fantasies can come true,” Autumn purred, running a finger up his bare (and surprisingly nice) chest.
 

“Yeah?”
 

“Yeah. What else have you wanted to do?”
 

Ten minutes later, Autumn had a face full of cum. It was a pretty vanilla request, but it seemed to make him so, so happy.
 

They fucked on and off over the next few weeks. Autumn kept asking what Jake wanted to try. He seemed so grateful to be with her, and just so earnest, she wanted to verse him in all the things he’d been denied.
 

Finally, to make things simple, Jake replied in the nerdiest way Autumn could imagine: he presented her with a webpage that showed a series of tiny animated drawings with a wide spectrum of sexual acts. They were like smileys, but showed two very crude illustrations of people that were just a step above stick figures doing nasty things to each other. Each had a caption. There was MISSIONARY of course, DOGGYSTYLE, RIDE IT, and a shaking tube that was labeled MAN’S WORST ENEMY. It took a while before Autumn realized it was a pixelated drawing of a vibrator.

Autumn watched the little figures fucking on Jake’s screen. It was like porn before there was porn. The sprites had probably been drawn in 1990, and Jake had probably had them bookmarked since forever as a kind of naive sex ed.
 

“Okay,” said Autumn, smiling at how cute Jake was by even presenting the sprites as the gateway to his dreams. “What now?”
 

“I’d like to do this,” said Jake, pointing. “Maybe this. And this. And…” His finger hovered near ANAL, but then moved on, went to another, and said, “And this…”

Autumn chuckled to herself. Of
course
he wanted butt sex, if he’d had this page bookmarked all these years. He was just to shy to say it.
 

“Tell you what,” she said. “We can do them all.”
 

So that night, they hit the low-hanging fruit. Jake nailed her DOGGY STYLE; Autumn got up to RIDE IT, and they ended in a predictable MISSIONARY. He’d already done FACIAL, but did it again for kicks. Then, the next night, they tried out FOOT FETISH (he wasn’t into licking them, but she put sole-to-sole and he fucked them like a pussy), and then it was Autumn’s turn as Jake worked on his SHOCKER. While Autumn was on her back with her cock hole exposed to the world, she suggested they also address MAN’S WORST ENEMY, CUNNILINGUS, and, with Autumn on her own, DIDDLE. Jake said he’d already covered MASTURBATE (and hence WHACK IT and POUND IT) sufficiently, so they moved again onto FELLATE and eventually into 69. Jake blew his load down her throat, which he wasn’t sure gave him credit for anything, but he declared it worth doing regardless.
 

“I don’t have a FAKE PUSSY, said Autumn, but we can do “TITTY FUCK.”
 

Jake got red. “I’ve crossed off FAKE PUSSY already.”
 

“Oh, great,” said Autumn, stripping off her T-shirt and a rare bra. Her small C’s popped into view and Jake immediately got hard. Autumn felt herself getting wet just looking at his dick, but they had a job to do, so she laid back and squirted KY between her tits and commanded him to “get on over here.”
 

Autumn had planned for more of the to cross off other acts, but Jake so enjoyed fucking her tits that she gave him the go ahead to blow a gigantic load all over them, which she then licked off. Afterward, they studied the list, deciding that it made sense to plan out a strategy.
 

“Some of these are easy,” said Jake. “We can easily cross off MAKE OUT and FEEL UP. I guess they just want to cover the gamut.”
 

“Ugh,” said Autumn, looking at one sprite that had an unfamiliar addition. “I’m not going to be involved in FUCK DOG.”
 

“I think we can ignore some of these,” said Jake. They were still naked and Autumn was relieved to see that Jake hadn’t gotten hard over the dog one. “I mean, it’s not reasonable to fuck a dog.” Then, clicking through, he pointed at another that showed the male figure exploding in hearts and then running over to impale a Holstein cow from behind. “So, like, I’m also not doing REDNECK.”
 

“Some of these we
can’t
do,” said Autumn. “How are we supposed to do DOUBLE DILDO or ASS TO ASS?” Then she looked briefly inspired and looked at Jake expectantly.
 

“I don’t want a dildo up my ass,” Jake said finally.

“Well, what if you just rubbed it on your junk?”

“That seems like cheating.”
 

Autumn made a
pfft!
sound. “We’re in charge here.” Then she reached into a box beneath the bed and came out with a huge double-ended purple dildo. Jake looked at her.
 

“It’s not what you think,” said Autumn, looking at the expression on Jake’s face. “Sometimes I want two inputs but only want to use one hand.”
 

“Which is the ass end?” said Jake.
 

“I don’t know.”
 

He’d gotten hard again, so Autumn took one end of the huge thing and rubbed it on his dick. It twitched. Then she spread her legs and stuffed the other end in her pussy. She rubbed it all over both of them, thrusting, and declared DOUBLE DILDO completed. They did something similar for ASS TO ASS, but since ASS TO ASS hadn’t specified a toy, they exploited the loophole and just rubbed their asses together. Jake, now totally hard, tried to hook his cock backward and fuck her that way, but it wasn’t happening.