Mavis ran down the hallway, hauling her ass as far away as possible from the disgusting pharaoh. She kept looking back to make sure that she wasn't followed by the creep. Focused more from behind rather than what's in front, she bumped into a tall individual with an athletic chest.
"Dad!" Screamed Mavis "What are you doing here?"
Dracula was only half-nude with his lower torso covered by a mere towel. His bulge peeked through the fabric, which made Mavis cast glimpses at it from time to time.
"I just showered..." Dracula replied "And what about you darling... you shouldn't be running around here at this hour"
Mavis acted cute; crossing her legs and swinging her hips from side to side as she spoke; hoping Dracula would go easy on her.
"I was just heading towards my room, Dad," She said with an adorable grin.
Dracula remained silent, his mistrust expressed solely by his facial expressions. That was too hot for Mavis. She knew it was her father, yet something about him being the vampire king made her have a strange attraction to him. She was curious about the flavor of vampire cocks. Apart from herself, Dracula appeared to be the only vampire in this stoned home who could grant her wishes.
"You know what Daddy...I've been such a good little girl" the vampirette realized "How bout' a reward... A father-daughter bonding for example"
Dracula's face warped from bewilderment "What do you mean girl!"
"I've been fucking these monsters for years and I never had the time to spend some quality hours with you, father"
"Silence Mavis!" Dracula said as he spun around to prevent meeting his eyes with his seductive daughter's sexy glare. He was sweating and blushing "Go to your room and masturbate or something!"
Dracula then went to his room. While he walked, his wet showered asscheeks clapped louder than his moist steps.
Mavis stared at them until her father was nothing but a blur as he was now at the peak of the corridor; then, disappeared once he turned to the corner. Even when he's out of sight, the echoes of his ass still filled the tight dungeon.
"Listen to them... Children of the night, what music they make..." Mavis spoke to herself, while squeezing her soft breast and pinching her nipples.
She was now determined as ever. She now knew her father was more fragile than see thought; an easy prey for a hungry predator.
"Tonight" She thought "Tonight, you will be mine"
Dracula got in his pajamas. He stared at the mirror; at his missing reflection as he comb his hair mindlessly. He kept reflecting to what just happened at the hallway. Did Mavis just flirted with him? Well, she's at the right age to be acting like that anyway so there's no surprise. He should've let her walk around outside the castle. But what if she encountered danger, especially those hell spawn themselves, humans. As a father, How will he cope to that. He promised his dead wife he'd take care of her.
He pulled his hair from the dilemma; torn apart from choosing such tough decisions. Maybe it'll die down... yes! that's it... like a phase. Mavis is in a phase. Her pussy will stop itching eventually.
Dracula forgot about it and turned off the light, replacing it with the dim orange glow of candles. He wrapped the blanket around him and closed his eyes for his timely rest.
Hours passed, As what appeared to be the outside wind entering his chamber, eliminating the warmth of his candle, the room's ambience shifted slightly.
Dracula awoke from the vibe change and was surprised to find himself tethered to his racecar bed. He looked around the room, but all he saw were his cum soiled socks and filthy clothes.
However, something in the far corner appeared to be familiar. It was seductive.
"Good Evening, Dad..." The figure spoke
"Mavis?..." Inquired Dracula, his vision was still blurry from his recent slumber. "Is that you?"
"Yes daddy... It is I" responded the Goth chick.
Dracula twisted erratically in an attempt to extricate himself from the rope's tight grip, but it was hopeless. He then inquired what Mavis's intentions were.
"I simply want to thank my lovely daddy Dracky for taking such good care of his wittle sexy vampirette" Mavis baby talked while walking towards her prisoner.
She was stripping off her erotic clothes, unveiling her pale curvy body that displayed her bodacious ass and the triangular shaven hair that hid her juicy crevices. Her nipples were perking up and glowing as her tits danced under the pale moonlight.
Dracula demanded her to release him and come to her damn senses but jokes on him, that's exactly what Mavis wants to happen. She loved a good roleplay.
Mavis crawled onto the bed - onto her father's firm crotch and pulled out a thread from her tight black garments.
Dracula's pajama was then removed, showing the vampire's pale penis and anemic ball sack.
Mavis stared at it, saliva dripping from her small lips, until she eventually knotted the string around her father's nuts.
"GaaHahrgh!" Screamed Dracula, he experienced ball cramps before but that was child's play compared to having his sack tied up like livestock.
"Untie me now girl... Stop fooling around with your shredded and yoked father" Commanded Dracula
Dracula expected his release as Mavis raised an arm, thinking she would now untie him, but - she curled a finger around his throbbing cock instead.
"Daddy, I don't think you want to be freed." Mavis said
Dracula closed his eyes for some time, concentrated on not falling for her charms while his knees were weakening and quivering as Mavis yanked on his erection, which became longer.
"Not really..." she said quietly, squeezing his erection and kissed the top of his phallic head
Dracula was reminded of his late wife by Mavis's obscene look. Oh, how lovely she was. Her mother's genes were definitely passed down to her. What if he simply accepts it? He'll be OK as long as he closes his eyes and imagines it was his wife. That should do the trick. Now he doesn't have a care. He's winging from the Zing that they're going to share.
Mavis slid her tongue into the moist slit at the tip of his cock and sucked hard for a split second. "Do you Daddy?"
"No Mavis... Zing me you sex deprived Bitch!" Dracula finally confessed his lust.
"Good!" Mavis said "Now, are you ready for me to destroy your monster balls?"
Dracula nodded quickly like a retard.
Mavis then clasped his testicles with the rope as she pulled him into her mouth and sucked hard. It was so good that she farted out two large balls out of her ass.
"What the fuck was that!" The surprised Dracula asked
"That was Frankenstein's detachable testicles he used as anal beads earlier" Answered Mavis then instantly brought the penis back into her mouth.
"OhHhHhhh Zing me harder!" Dracula wailed.
Mavis rapidly gulped in and out her father's meat-stick into her parched throat. She let it massage her oral cavity like plunging a toilet. Her eyeliner was smearing down from her eyes and her lipstick was painting her dad's dick black.
Because he was seconds away, Dracula's heart began to beat dangerously fast, and his chest heaved like a maniac. He doesn't want to cum just yet but the growling in his nuts was felt and the rumbling of his fluid travelling up his shaft was beyond control.
As he unleashed, he pushed his hips off the bed and cross-eyed shouted "Feel the Zing, y'all!...Ba da bing, y'all" as his sperm shooting all over his guts and Mavis's face as Mavis continued to pump his jerky up and down.
"That was just the appetizer, Daddy," Mavis murmured later, her lips glistening with her father's cum. As she got closer to her father's face, she began to lie on top of his firm core.
"I can't wait to feel you inside..." She added as she raised her bottom in preparation to wrap her father's badonkadonk cock, no condoms needed.
"But Mavy Wavy... It's not safe!" Cautioned Dracula.
"Bah! Humbag!" Mavis Responded, "You'll take care of it like how you raised me"
She then asked Dracula to not set his gaze at her while they fuck. Dumbfounded, Dracula refused for he wants to stare at her as he feel her insides. He asked for the reason for such a request.
"I don't want my daddy seeing me with naughty expressions as we fuck... It's embarrassing" Mavis stated her motive.
"But you just sucked my penis with the most sluttiest face possible earlier!"
Mavis clenched her fists "Forget about that! Just be a good father and understand!"
The sudden outburst made Dracula jumped a little. His surprised submissive face made Mavis realize she's ruining the moment so she calmed down.
"It doesn't matter if you can't see me daddy... what matter is that you felt me..." Mavis tried to convince her father, touching her boob "It'll be fun I promise"
Dracula agreed with the instructions and revved up his cock for the vaginal penetration.
Mavis took Dracula's cock in her hands and slid it inside her, writhing on it. Dracula's eyes widened. Being a trickster he was, he looked at the mirror to spy at his Daughter's lewd face; a Jack-ass move for he'd forgotten they were vampires. There were no reflection in the mirror but the feeling was definitely present.
Dracula squealed as Mavis' vagina tightened around him like a death grip, squeezing him to the point of discomfort, then loosening just to allow him to slip up, then back down, then squeezing again, looping the cycle until he was about to burst.
Mavis noticed his twitching and tightened the ball strap, preventing her father's ejaculation.
Dracula's mouth foamed as he struggled to release. "LeMme CuMmMm!... Mavis, LemmE cUM!"
Mavis laughed and mockingly said "Lemme cum! Lemme cum! Bleh Bleh Bleh!" ; typical Dracula shit.
It took an hour until she finally pitied her dad and untied his ballsack, which then opened the gates. Dracula came hard, flooding the warm cavity he was penetrating.
"Your zing will cum, My love... Cherish it!" Dracula yelled.
Dracula was appeased, he turned to look at his daughter who was missing a reflection in the mirror but when he did, Mavis was just there sitting on the side of the bed, her cheeks were puffed as if she's holding her breath. Odd, since he still felt the tightness and warmth around his cock.
"Maaaaaviiiis?" Dracula called nervously "Who did I just Fuck?"
In his mind, he already knew but he had to make sure. He hoped he's wrong.
Mavis closed puffed face finally opened, letting out a laugh "APRIL FOOLS!"
She then threw a blanket over the invisible body on top of Dracula. It turned out it was the Invisible man; just as Dracula predicted.
"BUT IT'S FUCKIN' MAY!" Dracula yelled.
The invisible man stood up and popped off the rod inside him. Dracula saw his white vampire cum just floating around as the hidden being, walked.
Dracula's cock drooped and hid his face behind his hands in shame. "I thought we zinged..."
THE END