The water stopped and then the bathtub began to fill up as I heard giggles. Uh-oh. I wiped my eyes and looked around. Shit, yes, I was completely naked, and someone was in the room with me. There was a clear curtain around the whole bathtub but I could see a thin, long, colorful silhouette of a girl on the other side. By now the water had risen to my ribs with bubbles. The water just stopped but no one had turned it off.

I could tell it was Isabella now. Her silhouette stood outside of the curtain with it’s arms crossed and her back to me. Obviously she was being respectful but it didn’t matter anyhow because she had already seen me naked if she was the one who took my clothes off and put me in the tub. I looked around again and there was a smoke or some kind of a steam that lay right around the tub and the outside of the curtain. I realized that it was just steam from the hot bath water, but there was a lot of it. Isabella walked around the tub till she was behind me.

Suddenly her hands moved down and caressed my chest. That felt so good despite the fact that she was doing it. Her long nails traced their own paths across my chest and arms. Then she brought her hands up to my face where she moved my head towards hers. I saw a gleam in her demonic eyes before her lips were on mine once again and I had closed my own eyes. Her tongue opened my mouth and caressed my tongue. This time I tried to kiss her back, and with much success I think I did it right because she moaned. That must have been a good sign. I clutched the sides of the tub as she ran her small fingers down my chest; the slightest touch of the tips of her fingers made my skin crawl with pleasure. I groaned and my whole body tensed up as she made her way lower and lower. Oh god what is she going to do? Was she going to do what I think she is? Suddenly she gently touched me making my heart jump a mile. Yup, she did it. My whole lower body had frozen and my stomach began to turn as she rubbed my ever-growing erection. Oh god. Just keep kissing her I told myself. As much as I wanted this make out session to end a part of me didn’t want it to. Her every touch was always so soft and it made me melt within her grasp. And then, she just stopped, drawing back away from me. I got a little dazed, but I managed to turn to her.

The world hadn’t returned to me until I woke up shortly after the bathtub experience. I had almost forgotten what had happened to me until I suddenly felt very chilly. I opened my eyes to see my naked body lying on the bed that was in the velvet room. The whole room was as dark as before except for a couple of candles here and there. I sat up and pulled the covers over me. I felt my hair and it was now dry, but frizzy. It probably looked like crap. The sheets that I pulled over me were of a brown satin. Very cool. This seemed like a fantasy. The steam was still all over the floor everywhere and made me a little worried because it looked like smoke but I dismissed it. Within seconds of me awakening, a sudden eerie feeling over came me as a green vaporous fog crept into the room. I watched it as it made it’s way over to the bed. My body went frozen and I couldn’t move or even scream. I prepared myself for it to climb onto the bed and kill me, but it never did. I sat up on my elbows weakly looking around for any trace of it. All of a sudden the sheets on top of me were lifted and they began to take shape. I looked under the covers to see the green fog. I dropped the cover over it again and I froze. Shit, it’s on me! What do I do? Just then a hand reached out for me beneath the covers, grabbing a hold of my arm. I jumped but didn’t move. Then another hand reached out and before I knew it I felt the warmth of another body on top of my naked one. A head of red curls peaked from underneath the covers and grinned at me as we came face to face. I looked down to see that Isabella was wearing practically nothing. She just had on black underwear and a see through robe which if you asked me was pretty pointless to even wear. I threw my head back as she started licking my chest. She held my arms down with her hands not letting me move no matter what. The more and more I stared at her the more I wanted her. Despite the fact that I was a virgin and I really wanted to wait till I was 18 or married, I couldn’t handle this pleasure my body was enduring. I couldn’t stop her. I just gave into all of her demands. My whole body gave in and I couldn’t think anymore. My heart thudded and my skin burned with desire. Every time she would touch me it like sent a jolt of electricity up my body. My breathing was hard and heavy and I closed my eyes tightly as she took her robe off. There was a tight pressure in my lower stomach and my erection grew with every second. Isabella’s curls tickled my bare skin as she made a couple of slits in my chest. My red blood dripped down my chest in small trickles but I didn’t pay attention to it. Isabella licked every bit of it up and then moved down lower. Oh god. My pelvis and hips practically threw themselves off the bed. I couldn’t take the intense pleasurable pain that Isabella was exposing my body to. She kicked the covers off of us and the chill of the air overwhelmed my sweaty body. Isabella ran her fingers down my body past my abs, and around my throbbing genitalia. I moaned as she caressed the inside of my thigh around it teasing me every second she would even get close to it. I wanted to scream and draw back but I wanted Isabella in such a way it made me wonder. This had to be what lust felt like. Steamy nights of passion in a bed of silk with a sexy vampiress, this was definitely my inner most fantasy coming to life and as if somehow, Isabella seemed to know and had memorized every curve and inch of my body. She knew exactly where to touch me and in the all of the right places too.

Feeling somewhat selfish and guilty I decided to actually participate in this inclinatious fiasco. As the beads of sweat prickled every hair on my body as it fell down my skin, I sat up and looked at her. My eyes gazed down at her large voluptuous breasts and my heart kept beating with anticipation and excitement. She grinned and sensed my maturing excitement. Isabella crawled towards me on her hands and knees upon the bed until she stopped right in front of me with yet another grin on her face.

I gulped nervously as her white fangs rested on her lower lip. I could only nod and I shook my head for her to continue. Whether she was using me or not I didn’t care just as long as she didn’t kill me. She swore to me that she wouldn’t though and for some reason I sort of trusted her. Not totally yet, but enough for her to let her feel me up I guess. I had waited for so long to actually be touched, to be held, kissed and caressed and Isabella came at me with open arms and not screaming shouts. God kill me if I ever date a fan! I doubt any of our fans could be like Isabella anyway.