It was an evening bustling with activity in Hotel Transylvania. A great deal of monsters were coming in and out of the monsters only establishment at a very fast pace. They were beasts in all shapes and sizes. These tired savages haunted so many mortals their whole lives that they too need some rest; and what better way to do that than booking a room at the famed Transylvanian hotel. A place where you can pay whores, of any gender, to strip, sleep with you and then some. It's actually more of a brothel than a hotel, if you ask me.
The owner's daughter, a vampirette, Mavis just got out of the room where she was supposed to entertain a guest, a werewolf to be specific. Her ass was tingling after getting doggy styled by the furry beast. Not that the werefolk sports an enormous cock or anything, it's just that it's Mavis' eighteenth intercourse of the night.
Such number was absurd but it's true. That's because Mavis was a fan favorite at the hotel. These perverted clients loved a fresh young pussy to fuck. Mavis' father, Dracula himself, saw his daughter's potential and sold her ass for a shit ton of money.
The sexy vampirette limped at the hallway, heading for her next customer. After an extensive stroll down the corridor, she stopped at room 420. She took a long deep breath for she knew she was about to get wrecked after being aware of her succeeding partner.
The door swung open as Mavis entered. The area smelled of dead rat scented candles and alcohol yet the room was empty. She looked around the place and even called out the one who booked it. Then, a response came from the toilet. The loud sound of a flushing toilet boomed as Murray the mummy came out wiping his undead ass with his own wraps.
"Well if it isn't my sexy Vampirette, Mavis!" He exclaimed with his arms spread, ready to hug Mavis. "Ready for some action, girl?"
Mavis pushed him away in disgust "Shouldn't you be washing your hands first?"
Murray responded with a doubtful face "Really?... why would I do that if we're gonna get down and dirty anyway?"
A hardy laugh then escaped from him "You're gonna fuck with a thousand year old corpse and you're out here telling someone to wash his hands?"
Mavis rolled her eyes "Just do it you ugly bastard!"
The wrapped man didn't want their quarrel to escalate so he mumbled to himself as he went to the sink. Once he came back squeaky clean, Mavis was already naked. Her body was delicately pure with nice firm breasts and an ass most men would die for. He couldn't help but awaken his cock like how vampires stand up from their coffins.
Murray raced towards the bed comically with his undead wang swinging in all angles. He crashed into the springy bed and folded his arms behind his head, looking forward for Mavis to mount him.
Mavis climbed onto the bed and rode her client. She did it quick for she didn't want this to last long. Mummy noticed that and cautioned her to slow the fuck down.
"Whoa whoa... we got the whole evening for ourselves, slow down my beloved..."
Mavis pretended she hadn't heard him and began to bounce erratically. The undead girl was already drenched. She desired to experience the pleasure of ejaculation at any moment.
"Wait! I sold my house for this! Slow down!" Yelled Murray as Mavis straddles him violently, her intricate hands flat on his chest.
Now, Mavis was actually deaf from his calls. She's currently in a trance like state, clawing the wrappings off of Murray's body. She felt Murray's shriveled chili willy throbbed inside her, an indication of his cumming.
The feeling of Mavis's walls making warm and sloppy friction with his shaft was excruciating, so Murry squeezed the bed pillow so hard. She was moving too fast for his liking. Slow sex appealed to him. He takes pride in his moniker "the softcore man."
Mavis instinctively got off just in time as Murray spurted his mummy cummies out in the air without the aid of stimulation. The mummy covered his face as he came disappointed after Mavis cock-blocked him. He wanted them inside the gothic girl but instead, it poured all over his thighs and belly.
Mavis, already in her casual emo attire, was seeing herself out.
"Wait! come back we ain't done yet" Murray called.
Mavis groaned angrily for as she was about to step outside and call it a night.
"At least make my money's worth Mavis!" Murray begged
The vampirette then slammed the door shut harder than when Frankenstein pounded her ass with his stitched up peeling cock.
She asked what else does the mummy wants, now that his pecker drained and left useless.
Murray twirled his toes and cheekily revealed his secret kink. He offered a measly dollar in exchange for Mavis to take off her panty and bend over in front of his depraved face. The mummy handed Mavis a long strap of his wrap afterwards.
Mavis raised a puzzled brow
"Uhh what am I going to do with this?"
"Wipe your ass with it hehehe" replied Murray without any second thoughts.
The delectable vampirette was revolted. Why would he ask for something like this? Is he really that foul and kinky?
She then did as Murray requested and wiped herself clean with the corpse wrappings.
"No... Not like that!" Murray corrected, "Smear it like you mean it! Let it slide! Fill the canvas!"
Murray got erect again. Just imaging Mavis doing the deed was hot enough for him to resurrect his long dead penis.
Mavis growled but followed orders. She swiped the entire length of the cloth across her anal area and drew a straight line of her stains on the rough fabric. The activity reminded her of when she was a kid and fell down the stairwell rails on her bum. She continued wiping the garment away from Murray, eventually peeling it. A series of moans escaped her as the toilet paper crossed between her crack like a conveyor belt.
While the vampirette cleaned herself, Murray the mummy watched underneath her, clapping his hands in joy, giggling.
After she'd used up all of the bandages, Mavis threw the stained cloth at the now-naked mummy, who stuffed it into his mouth and slowly chewed it while groaning happily with tears. The fragrance of Mavis's loins perspiration mingled with his antique cloth was so delicious that it took his breath away. As Mavis slipped out of the room unnoticed, he masturbated.