It was another busy Halloween afternoon for me and my wife, Jill.  We loved the holiday but did so much for it over the years that it was now expected.  She would decorate the inside of the house and me the outside.  My part now took two full weekend days since we had continuously purchased a few new items every year for the past fifteen.  It wasn't a grand haunted house like you see on the TV show competitions, but rather a smallish set-up for younger children.  My wife loved to greet the little ones at the door, while I was behind the scenes making sure everything worked.

The evening started as usual, with the toddlers accompanied by their mothers around six pm.  We would generally get about four of five of them sporadically for the first thirty minutes, which gave me time to fine-tune all the motion-activated props.  The larger groups descended, starting about six forty-five and kept a steady pace until seven-thirty.  From that point on, it was usually teenagers that rarely dressed at all.

One of our traditions during the festivities was always to have a scary movie playing on the television.  It was visible from the front porch, so I thought it lent to the atmosphere.  Normally we went with a Friday the 13th or Halloween film.  This year we went a different direction and watched Abbott & Costello Meet Frankenstein.  There were still many monsters, but it was also quite comical.

This year Jill had to work the late shift at her job.  The boss was flexible about hours, so she set it up to be there at about eight o'clock.  This worked out for us since the crowds were gone by then, and I just did some clean-up to close out for the night.  A couple of teenage guys that were clearly over eighteen, in sweats and wearing masks, came up just as Jill was leaving.  So to get her on her way, I handed them some candy.  Their masks and gloves seemed quite life-like and may have even been makeup, but they still seemed a bit lazy with their dress.  They were also not very talkative and just pushed their bags toward me for candy.   After they left, I went outside to gather some items that were either expensive or subject to the weather.

Once I had them all inside, I went around and turned everything off when I saw a few more trick-or-treaters approaching.  I knew that it was just easier to give them some candy, so they'd go away.  I headed for the front door to grab the bowl when they came into view.

Three teenage girls scantily dressed in Halloween costumes that clearly came from a lingerie store.  The blonde was wearing the typical slutty cheerleader outfit with a top that could barely contain her c-cup breasts.  Her skirt was so short that her pink 'lick me' pantie-clad crotch was easily visible when she raised her pom-poms above her head.  The brunette was dressed as a sexy cop with a similar crop-top that strained to contain her d-cup or larger melons.  Her bottoms were mostly a gun belt that hung low over her inviting hips, and a black thong with the words 'fuck me' in neon green.  The last, but most definitely not the least, was a redhead that wore a typical Dracula-style black cape that came down just past her hips.  When she said, "Trick or treat," she pushed the cape open from inside to reveal her treat bag and much more.  Her labia was donned with a white miniature triangle of a g-string.  There was something written on it, but it was so small that I couldn't make it out.  The top of her cape kept me from seeing her breasts, but I was sure that she wasn't wearing a bra from what I did see.

I took all this in, in a matter of seconds, and croaked out, "Aren't you girls a little old to be trick or treating?"  They had been admiring the decorations initially but stepped up on the porch when I spoke.  The closer they got, the more I realized that they had an air of darkness covered by their apparent youth.  Much like a caramel-covered apple that had gone rotten inside.

The cop replied, "If eighteen is too old for trick or treating, then I guess we are.  Maybe you should spank us for being bad," as she turned to show off her scrumptiously exposed derriere.  The other two giggled, liked girls do, as they too flashed their perfect asses.

While I was gaining an erection like I hadn't felt since High School, I knew that these girls were trouble.  I did the only thing I could and started doling out candy to them in handfuls.  When the bowl was empty, I said, "You girls be careful out there and have a fun Halloween," before closing and locking the door.  They slowly meandered down the walk as they looked over all of our decorations.  Once they were outside of the yard, I turned off the porch light to discourage others from coming up.

I sat down to relax and watch the end of the movie when it dawned on me that I could still hear the scary sounds cd playing.  I had left the cd player outside and running and forgotten to bring it in when the girls approached.  It's a wonder I didn't forget my name, after looking at their costumes and their barely covered perfect bodies.  With the porch light still out, I opened the door and headed to the side of the house, where the player was lying.  Unable to get the vision of the girls out of my head, I didn't even notice that the music had stopped.  I unplugged the player and started heading for the front door when the two guys from earlier approached me.

They cornered me next to my truck, and as I started to fear for my life, they allayed my fears by stroking my hardon.  I was still quite rigid from my naughty thoughts of the girls, and their stroking felt quite good.  As I enjoyed the sensation, I heard a quick tear before I felt my pants and underwear being jerked down to my ankles.  I managed to blurt out, "Hey, why did you tear..." before one of them knelt and began lapping at my cock.

The other one moved behind me and ran his surprisingly long tongue between my buttocks.  I was no stranger to anal play and never considered stopping his efforts.  The claws on his gloves scratched my cheeks as he spread them wide for better access.  The light pain actually felt good as his tongue penetrated my anus.  The one in front started bobbing on my cock, and I felt the occasional graze from his rather sharp teeth.  Like the scratches on my ass, the scrapes from his teeth only added to my enjoyment.  The guy behind me now had his tongue snaking in and out of me like a narrow phallus.

The guy in front seemed to enjoy taking his time and seemed in no hurry to make me cum.   As I was enjoying the combination of the stimulations, the guy behind removed his tongue and stood.  Although I had previous experience with anal arousal, it had been some time since anything more significant than a finger had entered my backdoor.  While I was pretty sure that that's what was coming, I surely wasn't prepared for the urgency with which it occurred.  In one quick motion, he spread my legs, bent me over, and jammed his smaller than average cock into my slick, but narrow passage.

I started to cry out as his furry glove clamped hard over my mouth and prevented me from making a sound.  His fast humping of my ass quickly abated the pain as my arousal grew.  He maintained his fast tempo as he tore my shirt off, leaving my back exposed.  We were heading for our individual climaxes as he lay his chest on my back and bit hard into my shoulder.  The searing pain only expedited my orgasm and his, as we both howled as we peaked.  I filled his partner's mouth with my hot semen, and he sucked it down like it was pure sugar.

When my orgasm ebbed, he began sucking harder and then gnawing on my already overly sensitive cock.  When he realized he wasn't getting anymore, he pulled away and pushed his partner off my back.  He quickly jammed his hard prick into my already abused rectum and took his turn.  As he jack-hammered away, all I felt was pain from the bite in my neck, my chewed up manhood, and my throbbing asshole.  Fortunately, his frenzy had him quite close to his peak, and he too bit my shoulder hard as he filled me with his steaming spunk.  I don't remember if I screamed at that last bite because I passed out.

I woke still in significant pain to the three girls that I'd seen earlier.  I was still in a fog as I heard them talking.  I heard one of them say, "You don't know what it will do to you.  It could kill you or make you one of them."

The redhead who was leaning over me replied, "I'm sure it won't kill me, and since he hasn't turned to one of them yet, I don't think it will affect me.  Besides, if I don't do it, he will die, and wouldn't it be fun to have our own personal play-toy."

The fog had cleared enough for me to gasp, "What are you doing?"

The redhead brought her face to mine and whispered, "I'm going to bite you, and you will feel some pain, but when you wake up, you will feel better than you have in years."  She then kissed me on the lips before turning my head and biting my neck.

I woke sometime later in my back yard on the hammock, still mostly nude.  The blonde and the brunette were naked in the grass with their faces in each other's bald pussies, lapping away.  I watched them for a few moments while my erection grew impossibly hard.  As enticing as they were, I felt an unyielding desire to find the redhead that took away my pain.  She was sitting at the table on the back porch, with her panties pulled to the side, while she fingered her inviting snatch.  She was staring at me with a 'come eat me now' look, so I crawled her way.

I was about a foot away when I was finally able to read her panties.  The small print in red that read 'bite me,' so I pushed my face into her labia and bit down on them.  She pulled my face in hard, and I bit down on her clit as she screeched like a banshee.  I kept biting over and over until she flooded my face with the most delicious cum I've ever tasted.  I kept up the biting as another climax hit her hard, and she shoved me ten feet back into the grass.  I lay there, startled at her strength when she leaped into the air and landed with her pussy sliding down my rigid cock.  She fucked herself silly at a speed that seemed impossible.  After a couple more orgasms, she slowed a bit, and I got a good look at her perfect little a-cup titties.  They were firm and round for their size, and the prettiest pink areolae I've ever seen.

From my brief memories from before she bit me, it was clear that she was in charge of our little group, and I was here to serve them.  With my stiff schlong still buried in her sopping slit, I said, "Thank you for saving me."

She rolled us over so that I was on top and, she chided, "Don't thank me, just fuck me!"  I pushed my arms under her knees, lifting her ass off of the grass and started slow.  She seemed impatient at first, but as I gradually increased the speed, she started to get into it more.  I pushed her legs back further and moved closer.  She gave me a look of discontent until I sucked one of those pretty little pink nubs into my mouth.  I was testing her reaction to my increasing pressure as I moved from licking to sucking and eventually biting.  I also alternated between the two breasts to see if one was more responsive than the other.  It turned out that her right nipple responded much better to sucking while the left needed to be bitten to extract the same response.

As I increased the pace of my pounding of her pretty pussy, I continued to nibble on her left teat.  She began moaning and screeching as I brought her closer to another orgasm.  I leaned all my weight on my right elbow as I maneuvered my left hand to her ass.  With all the juices flowing from her, it was easy to rim her restricted anus with my thumb.  She began to shudder as she started coating my pole.  I kept up the pace and finally had her loose enough to insert my thumb fully.  She clamped down hard on my stiffy and my thumb as she sliced my back from ass to shoulders with her fingernails.  She also bit my shoulder in a seemingly impossible move, even for a flexible person, while her scalding juices sprayed my groin.  As her climax ebbed, she again kicked me away before pouncing on me.  She sucked my pulsing, leaking phallus into her mouth, and made short work of drawing every last drop of semen from my satisfied body.

Lying there, I could feel the damage to my back and shoulder heal, and the sensation was exhilarating.  The redhead made her way up to my face and said, "I think I'll keep you for a little while.  No one has made me cum like that in years.  My name is Sarah, by the way," as she kissed me hard.

When she broke away, I held out my hand and said, "Hi Sarah, I'm Jimmy," and we both had a good laugh.  With the tension broken, I asked, "So am I crazy, or are you lovely ladies vampires?"

The brunette and blonde made their way over to us as Sarah replied, "Yes, we are vampires.  However, we don't go around killing people for their blood.  Mostly we visit our regulars in the night and drain them a little.  That way, we don't have to dispose of the bodies."

The brunette introduced herself as Elaine, and I kissed the top of her hand.  Then the blonde knocked me over with a tongue probing kiss, before saying, "My name is Megan."

"So the guys that ravaged me  earlier, what were they?" I inquired.

Megan jumped in with an answer to that one, "They were werewolves silly."

"Earlier, before you turned me, I heard you guys say that you were worried about what I might become since I was bitten by them first, why?" I asked.

Elaine answered this one with, "We don't intermix with werewolves because we are natural enemies, much like dogs and cats.  Therefore, we don't know exactly what will happen to you.  Technically, since you hadn't turned to a werewolf yet, you should be okay, but we're not sure.

"So when will I know for sure?" I asked.

Sarah answered, "Once you see your first full moon, you'll know."

I continued with a frenzy of questions, "Do you think those guys will come looking for me to see if I turned?  If they do, will you help me fight them off?  How do you kill a werewolf?  Do I have to drink blood all the time now?  What will I eat/drink if I'm both..." 

Elaine slapped me hard to break my concentration before demanding, "I thought we saved him to be our play-toy, and if so, I need some stiff dick now!"

The pain dispersed almost as soon as it happened, but I was already angered and considered punching her when Sarah intervened, "Alright, you two, lets compromise here.  Jimmy, you fuck her into oblivion while I answer all your questions.  Everyone good with that?"

Elaine said nothing but got on all fours and awaiting her promised fucking.  For my part, I moved in behind her and rammed my hardened tool into her waiting hole.  She yelped from the intrusion, and before she could get comfortable, I began pounding her hard and fast.

While I was abusing Elaine's cunt, Sarah began answering my questions as Megan licked her dripping hole.  "First off," Sarah started, "They won't come looking for you since they know you'll come looking for them if you're a werewolf.  Also, since you are at least partially a vampire now, you will have to drink blood to survive.  Werewolves generally don't stay turned into a wolf all the time, so when they're human, they eat human food."

I had Elaine's face pressed into the ground as I hammered her juicy little box.  I could hear her screaming into the grass as her pelvic muscles contracted almost constantly around my pistoning pole.  With every withdraw of my cock, both of our legs were coated with her steamy fluids.  I wasn't going to stop until she begged me too.  Megan was finished cleaning Sarah, so she slid underneath Elaine and began lapping at her swollen clit.  Moments later, we all heard her screech hard and then go completely limp.  She collapsed on her side, and my slick schlong slipped from her quivering hole.

As we all watched Elaine flop to the ground, I inquired, "So what is the chance that I'll become both at the same time?"

Megan took my dripping tool into her mouth as Sarah responded, "Very unlikely, in fact, most mortals don't survive a werewolf attack.  The fact that I turned you to a vampire before you completed your werewolf turning process means that you'll likely stay as a vampire."

Megan finished cleaning my still bulging pecker and asked, "Would you fuck me in the ass?"

I smiled while saying, "I'd love to cutie.  Why don't you turn around and let me lube you up first."  As Megan turned, I asked Sarah, "So what do you girls do for money, and where do you stay during the day?"

While my tongue wiggled its way into Megan's splendid little rosebud, Sarah gave me the low-down.  "We steal what we need from banks and the wealthy.  We also work odd jobs tracking people down for bounty.  As you can imagine, there aren't too many people that can handle our speed and strength."

As I penetrated Megan's tight little back door with my tongue repeatedly, she quietly moaned.  Feeling that she was sufficiently lubed up, I stopped my oral assault and moved into position.  Since Megan had been the kindest of all of the girls, I just pressed against her entrance and waited.  She eased back, and my penis slowly sank into her perfect posterior.  We maintained a moderate pace, and she showed her appreciation by moaning almost continuously. 

While I patiently drilled Megan's keister, I asked, "So what would be my role in this little group?"

Megan spoke up first, "Your job, among other things, would be to do what you are right now, pleasuring my needy ass."

"Other than satisfying our sexual needs, you would be another member of the group and would need to travel with us.  We sometimes have to leave the country and occasionally have to kill to survive.  You also wouldn't have any contact with your old family as we are your family now,"  Sarah explained.

I paused mid-stroke, as it suddenly dawned on me what was clearly evident.  I would have to leave my loving wife.  She would believe that I left her of my own free will and that it was somehow her fault.  Up until that very moment, I'd felt no guilt for having sex with these women.  Now it suddenly hit me like a ton of bricks; something about this transformation made me forget my former life even though I was in my own back yard.

Sarah and Megan must have known what was going through my head as they remained quiet while my mind raced.  How did I forget Jill so entirely?  How could I live with myself if I left her?  Finally, I said out loud, "Can I be turned back?  I can't leave my wife, Jill!"

Sarah spoke, "The only way to do that would be to kill the werewolves that bit you and then never drink anyone's blood.  The withdraw may kill you, but if you survived it, then you would be human again."

"So are you girls up for a little hunting?  And what does it take to kill one of those furry bastards?"  I asked.

Megan replied, "Oh, we're up for a hunt, alright, but first, you need to finish your duty to my booty."

Sarah laughed and added, "You take care of Megan, and I'll wake Elaine so that we can do some reconnaissance."

As Sarah roused Elaine, I knelt behind Megan to thoroughly lube her up again.  As my tongue snaked inside her loosened back door, the other two looked back with a hint of jealousy.  Megan was quietly purring as I spent more time than necessary getting her ready.  Since the girls seemed willing to help me get back to the human world, I felt like I should do right by them. 

Sarah half-moaned, "Okay, it's time for that hard cock now and not so slow this time, I need to cum hard."

I moved into position and pushed my way into her slippery ass.  I still started slow but picked up the pace gradually, and after a minute or two, I was moving rapidly.  Sarah was showing her appreciation for my work by moaning and squealing.    She was slowly collapsing while she spread her legs to get me deeper.  Just before her face pressed into the ground, she groaned, "Faster...faster."

I followed her urging and was slapping hard into her firm ass at a speed that I wouldn't match again as an average human.  Megan's sounds were muffled with her face in the grass as she was twisting her nipples ferociously.  I could feel her contractions beginning so I slipped two fingers into her already drenched slit.  Even with her face buried in the grass, the scream that she emitted when she climaxed probably woke many dead and set off a few car alarms.  She clenched hard on my cock and yelled, "Cum in my ass, I need to feel it!"

It wasn't hard to oblige her since I was already on edge anyway.  After a few more strokes in her clamped-down anus, I started shooting quite a load of steamy spunk into her bowels.  She seemed to cum again as I sprayed her innards and tightened down so hard I thought she might pinch my penis off completely.  I couldn't remove myself, so I just lay down on her back and held her tight.  We both took a while to catch our breath, but once we did, she whispered, "Your wife is one lucky girl.  Any chance I could stop by occasionally for some more of that?"

We rolled on our sides and spooned with my still hard manhood buried deep within her.  I replied, "First, thank you for the compliment.  Secondly, Jill is a bit of the jealous type.  That aside, I don't think I could take care of you nearly as well as a human.  I mean, what's with this never-ending hardon?  Is this a common thing with vampires?"

Megan started to giggle before responding, "Your sexual prowess is enhanced, obviously, but it is an extension of how you are already.  I'm quite sure that you'd still be able to satisfy me even as a human.  Speaking of which, how about you put that stiffy into my other hole, and we go again?"

I slowly pulled out of her rectum and reached for something to wipe it down with, when Megan quickly flipped around and licked me clean.  The thought of her tasting of our combined fluids had me excited all over again.  I quickly pinned her on her back and eased my member inside her damp box.  For some reason, I felt less rushed when I was with her.  We were almost like a couple making love, and I relished every stroke.  Megan seemed to feel it too and pulled my face to hers for some deep kissing.  We moved like we belonged together, anticipating the other's needs and desires.  While still moving relatively slowly in and out of her heat, we both began to shudder.  Moments later, we were both peaking, as our tongues were desperately intertwined.

As our climaxes eased, I was still moving in her as we held each other closely.  Her arms and legs were wrapped around me as I continued to penetrate her slowly.  It was at that moment that we heard the gate burst open with Elaine dragging one of the werewolves while Sarah carried the head of the other.  Megan and I separated as I exclaimed, "You found them, but why did you kill one already?"

Sarah threw the head toward Elaine's captive and walked closer to me.  She pulled me toward the far side of the yard to explain what was going on.  Sarah explained, "The werewolves tracked down Jill after biting me to eliminate my mate.  That is was standard practice for them so that I would have nothing to go back too, and would accept my fate more easily."

Rage built inside me like a nuclear reaction going critical.  When she finished, I asked, "How did you get this information."

Sarah simply replied, "We separated them and tortured both to see who bit you.  The live one rolled on his buddy because we made it clear that only one would survive.   When they both tried to blame the other, the live one said that his buddy suggested finding your wife and killing her.  We brought them together after that asked if they did kill her.  This one said that the other one killed her and that her body was around the corner from where we caught up with them."

Sarah could see the pure fury in my eyes, which caused her to pause momentarily.  She did not attempt to calm or stop me as I leaped into the air and landed on the werewolf's chest.  Elaine released him and backed away as I grabbed his arms and pulled hard.  With one foot near his neck and the other on his groin, he was going nowhere.   I pulled until I could hear tendons tearing, then asked, "Why did you kill my wife?

Clearly used to the pain, he made no sound.  I pulled harder until I heard saw the flesh beginning to come apart at his shoulders.  He finally screamed out, "It's what our pack does when we find a new recruit."

I held him tight as I spat back, "Do you normally leave your recruits for dead?  If it weren't for these ladies, I wouldn't have survived the night."

He cried out, "I'm sorry about you and your wife, but I'm new to this life and didn't want it either.  Please show some mercy!"

I thought about his request in a moment of reflection, and then promptly raised my foot, crushing his skull repeatedly.  His death did nothing to deplete my anger.  I turned to Sarah and demanded, "Take me to my wife!"

Sarah quietly stated, "I'll take you to your wife, but first, you need to get dressed.  We don't want to be drawing unnecessary attention to ourselves."

Up until that moment, I hadn't even realized that I was still naked.  I grabbed my clothes and was having a hard time dressing when Elaine and Megan came over and helped.  Once I was reasonably clothed, Sarah lead me through the gate.  When we were on the sidewalk, she said, "Follow me closely, we're going to run fast since it's about ten miles away.  Make sure to stay in the middle of the road, so you don't hit anything.  The run was literally a blur.  I guess this was just one more attribute of being a vampire that I would have to get used too. 

When we arrived at an old abandoned farmhouse, Sarah stopped and directed me to the back of the house.  I walked around and found Jill lying there with her throat slashed, and blood splattered all over her.  I knelt beside her and raised her face to mine and kissed her cold lips.

Feelings of sadness overwhelmed me, and I started bawling like a baby.  I eased her back to the ground and lay down beside her as the tears flowed.  I wished that someone would do to me what I had done to the werewolf so that I could be with her again.  I wished that I could bring her back to life the way the vampires saved me.  I held her and cried and eventually passed out from exhaustion.

I awoke sometime later on my couch while it was still dark outside.  I heard footsteps coming up the walk.  By the time I managed to get up, keys were jingling as the doorknob turned.  The door pushed open, and it was Jill standing in front of me.  I grabbed her in a bear hug and kissed her face all over as I slowly realized that it must have been a dream.

As Jill and I headed upstairs, I glanced outside to see three girls scantily clad and waving from the front sidewalk.

Was it a dream?