Thread: Countess Cocula (Yenpointfive & AmiralRouge)

Those hot embers continued to smoulder for some time after Jonathan fell asleep, and the warmth they imbued into the room combined with the comfort of the bed beneath him to lull the travelling solicitor into a deep sleep. It was, in some small manner, the perfect reward after such a long journey from the shores of England to the heart of the Carpathian mountains. Transylvania was not the most welcoming of places to strangers, but evidently the beds in the countess' castle were of another ilk altogether. In fact, were it not for the vividness of his dreamsdreams so vivid they might well have been realit would have been the best night's sleep Jonathan had had in months. In the depths of that peaceful slumber, though, he was visited by frighteningly fantastic visions. It was not Mina who came to him in those visions, but his host for this night and those to come, the Countess Cocula. Through the haze of sleep she came to him and stood over his bed, gazing down on him with eyes deep, dark, and impenetrable. Her lips seemed brighter than before, and when she leaned over to kiss him, he felt the startling cold of her hands upon his flesh, andas she drew back the sheets from his bodythe kiss of lace upon his breast. The dream didn't end there, however. Through that same haze he witnessed the countess draw back and smile, and let her dress slip loose from her body. It hit the ground without a sound, and the sensual, feminine landscape of her pale flesh was bared before him. Her hair fell in dark curls to her shoulders, which in turn gave way to slender arms and a pair of full, round breasts, topped with stiff nipples. Her sides curved gracefully inwards above her hips, and between her thighs she was perfectly hairless. Taking his hand in hers, she led his fingers between her thighs to feel the moisture of her wet lips, and here the dream took a turn for the bizarre. The countess stood over him, biting her lip and moaning in a manner most seductive as she led Jonathan's fingers to pleasure her. Her moist lips parted of their own accord, and from betwixt them slid forth a smooth, stiff phallus, which continued to grow and throb in his hand. His host gazed down into his eyes with a most bewitching lookit seemed so easy to become lost in her gazeand before he could look away, the countess placed one hand behind his head and guided his lips onto her throbbing cock. Again she moaned, her eyes falling shut as she slowly and sensually thrust her hips, and penetrated his mouth, and he felt her long nails gently scrape against his scalp as she curled her fingers through his hair. The taste of her cock was not dissimilar to the taste of Mina's vagina, and when the countess at last pulled herself out of his mouth and fixed her guest once more with her bewitching gaze, she leaned in close to whisper think of Mina. What happened next, though, was nothing that Jonathan could ever associate with Minaat least not until this night. Turning him onto his stomach, the countess mounted him from behind, and again he felt the kiss of her cold fleshcold but for the stiff, pulsating shaft that stood erect between her thighs. Jonathan felt its warmth as she pressed it between his virgin cheeks, its slickness easing her entry as his anus stretched around the girth of her cock, and with a pleasured groan as she sank inside him. Mmmm, Minaaaa.... she sighed, pressing deeper still within her guest, and then she was riding him, taking him, fucking his ass with her feminine phallus. Her fingers curled through his hair once again, turning his head to one side so that she could gaze into his eyes as she fucked him. Her thrusts were smooth and sensual, but deep, and her breasts heaved as her breath grew heavier and heavier. At length she groaned loudly, pressed his face into the pillows and bit down on his neck, thrusting herself hard and deep inside him one last time. Her cock spasmed, filling him with her seed, and from there the dream seemed to unravel and recede back into the darkness of slumber. Come morning, there was no sign that the countess had been anywhere near his room.