What is our obsession with vampires? Why are they so sexy and alluring? To me, it’s all about the bite. It’s primal, it’s sexual and its pleasure extends to both the biter and the receiver. Even animals, like male tigers, bite the back of their mate’s neck while they’re pumping away from behind.
There’s nothing hotter than closing my teeth around her jugular and biting down hard when she’s about to come. It’s like tripping a trigger that launches her orgasm into hyper-drive. When I hear her say the words, “Bite me, it sets my soul alive.
Whether I go for the jugular, the nipple, or an even more sensitive part–as soon as my teeth seize her flesh, suddenly she’s wetter and hotter than before, exploding into a frenzy of moans. But that’s just what it does for her. Realities shift, color turns into black and white, and I find myself feeling like the ultra-fashionable vampire who has seduced her way into her lover’s chamber only to be helplessly drawn to her scent with a dental erection made to penetrate skin.
I trust that the sharp message from my teeth instantaneously travels with lightning speed through her neural pathway to her cerebral cortex and back to her clit with an electric jolt worthy of a thousand tonguings. When she answers with a screaming orgasm that I feel deep inside my own cunt, I know I’ve awakened the insatiable beast within us both–with just one bite. And there will be no stopping us now.