Immortality: Tales of the Undead- The Invitation

Immortality: Tales of the Undead- The Invitation

It's like this. I've never thought of inviting a beautiful girl in my house. At the time of Halloween, I was entirely alone, minding my own business, and watching horror porn. In fact, I've got a great deal of purchasing these DVDs at a reasonable price. And guess what? Most of these movies were pretty lame. But I was so horny that I couldn't help watching them.

So now, I just saw a girl, standing there and looking at me. She looked pale as if she hadn't eaten for days. She could be anorexic or something. It also made me think that she could be a vampire. But it's Halloween, right? So, who knows? She could be for real. The thing about vampires is that they needed invitation. She kept knocking on the door as usual. And I was just jacking off at the TV screen, and trying not to stare at her. But I did, and I came.

I wiped off the wetness from down there. Things couldn't be described in explicit detail. I was trying to write a erotic horror novel for days now. Because I love reading that kind of material. It gave me an edge. But the matter was that I didn't have the time. I was studying for my exams, and truth be told that I wouldn't give a damn about them. So, I just wrote something in Microsoft Word, and tried to come with an idea of writing the novel. And this is where it came from. The girl who stood there, watching me and waiting to come inside. But somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew she was a real vampire. Or am I dreaming here?

Anyways, I liked to see her whole package and see what she got underneath her... I looked to see what she was wearing right now. And yeah, it looked like she wore a nightdress or something. She looked to be about 18-20 years old. Sometimes, I think that if my brother was here, he would drool at the sight of her. But luckily, he wasn't here. He was at some Halloween party with all those jocks, hanging around with those idiotic girlfriends, who only wanted the brawns on their side. I'm just a nerd who can't get a decent lay. But now, here's my chance. What's the holdup?

Because she might be a vampire. And she could bite me. Probably you know where. Again, I couldn't describe it in explicit detail. Is that why I couldn't write a erotic horror novel because of the explicit details? Maybe people would think that I'm sick-minded or some sort. Oh, not really. Every writer had done it. So, I could do the same.

But my parents wouldn't accept it. On no. My Dad was a preacher and my mom works at the Youth Community Center for the Homeless and the Violent. I don't think they would like the idea of their son, writing horror novels for a living. Not even erotica for that matter. Okay, maybe I did read some erotic novels (secretly) along the way. But they weren't horror. They were fine, I guess.

So, I started writing this novel and then decided to describe it in explicit detail because it is an erotic horror novel. What else do you expect? I wrote a couple of pages in my laptop computer. Tap! Tap! Tap! and then I stopped.

The girl was still there, and this time she was naked. She might have taken her nightdress off, while I was writing the novel. And yes, she was gradually touching herself, and wanting me to invite her. I continued typing...

There was a knock on the door. Tap! Tap! Tap! But I ignored it and I kept typing...

I stopped. I was kinda sweating. I didn't know why. Maybe, I was too tired, cleaning all the stuff around the house that my jock brother wouldn't do it. So, I'm stranded here, doing the laundry, the dishes, and whatnot. And when there were times that I thought of having sex with a woman, I wanted to watch horror porn, once it's all over.

I closed my laptop, and thought of inviting her in. I couldn't resist the temptation. She smiled at me, and said something that I could barely hear. This is where I thought that I might do something wrong, and that my father would arrive anytime soon from his church service. My heart was beating rapidly... And I walked towards the door of the backyard. I opened it...

And guess what happens next? Do you really want to know, my fellow readers? My house will be a mess, that's for sure.

Next story- Among the Undead.