Horror Hotel

Wonderful Dream turns to erotic nightmare

“check into horror hotel this place is creepy and it’s somber too and a little vampira wrapped on my neck.”

This story is completely fiction, any similarities to any actual person or persons is purely coincidental

I woke up the next morning in my apartment building, lying on my bed. I was feeling better then ever, I felt like I had never felt ill in my life, and I never would. I went about my week the same way as always, working and hanging out with Johnny , finally, on the night off, I was going to walk back to Heartbreak Hotel.

I walked down the street I had previously walked down find the place. I strutted down the sidewalk to where the hotel where my dream lover had been. I was distraught to see the sign once glowing pink neon was now dead and a dim red color, the lights were gone from the inside, and the smell of scented oils and vanilla no longer lingered in the air, as a sweet reminding of what was to come.

I took the walk down to that part of the city, it was quite different from the streets I last remembered, the air was sweet and it was well lit, beautiful women and handsome men standing in the alleyways and avenues. This place was different though, it was dark and dank. It looked like it had just rained, but there wasn’t a cloud for miles, the street was covered in trash, and the beautiful women were replaced by homeless men and garbage cans, bottles of dry liquor, and bloody tampons. The air had a pungent sweet smell, like fruit.
I looked up at the street sign, to see if I had the right street, it said “Lonely St.” but it was different, it was scratched up and covered in graffiti. It now read “Spook City USA”

Not letting that stop me from seeing my sweet barbara I strode on strong, widening my steps. I saw the building, I looked just like their old place, but not the sign read “Horror Hotel” and it glowed in dim red neon, making the walls and ground look like they were covered in crimson blood, like jack the ripper was back on duty.

I walked to the door, and instead of the bright lights and walking face it was dark and blue inside, and I saw only shadowy figures. The door was covered in cobwebs, like it hadn’t been opened in years. I pushed it open with an uneasy creak. My confidence was diminished when I reached the counter, instead of the beautiful women, there was another, still beautiful, but her face was covered in scratched and flaking skin, like she was suffering from leprosy. Her lips curled into a smile, and I was greeted with yellow rotten teeth, she pulled a key from the wall, there were very few keys hung up now, instead of the hundreds I remembered. She lifted the key closer up to my face, and she blew on it, dust drifted up to my face. Her breath lingered in the air and it was rotten, like rotten meat.
I uneasily took the key in my grasp, “Room 21” I looked at the clerk.
“I want the room barbara is in.” I told her in a mutter.
She smiled her hideous smile, “That’s her room, short lovely girl? Right.” she said in a dry voice.
“Right.” I said, in an even more uneasy voice.
My feet turned toward the hallway, and started walking, slowly. The figures that were covered in shadow stayed that way, I could see no facial features, no nothing, just a human shaped shadow, with slits for eyes.
I walked up to the 3rd floor. The doors were cracked as I walked, pale yellow eyes peered out at me, looking scared and longing for help.
I found room 21, and I pushed the key into the keyhole, I twisted the key, more scared then excited. I turned the knob and the door slowly creaked open, I walked in. I saw the room was in the same arrangement, but the bed cover was dull and gray, as were the under stuffed lumpy pillows. The night stands were cracked and rotting, about to fall apart where they stood. My head flew toward the corner where I had first seen Barbara, there was a shadowed figure sitting under an unlit lamp, the legs crossed and the hands on the thighs, just like she was sitting the first time I had seen her.
“Barbara?” I whispered to the shape in the corner.
The hand ominously floated from her thigh up to lamp a dull blue light came from the lamp shade, and I saw her face. Thank God, she was still the same. But there was a cold air about her, instead of the warm wet one I remember. Now her skin was pale white, and her eyes were just as pale, and they were cracked with red lines. I smiled at her. Her eyes now seemed to bore into my soul. The edges of her lips curled up into the smile that I loved, but it was different, her k-9 teeth were now sharp and elongated.
She seemed to float up to me, and her dainty little fingers were now claw-like with long black painted finger nails. Me pulled my belt off and tossed it on the bed behind us, he pulled my closer by my pants and brought her mouth close to mine. I pushed my face closer to kiss her, but she grabbed my bottom lip with her teeth, as she did her fingers flew like they had before, with a magical speed, unzipping my fly and unbuttoning my jeans. She released me from her teeth and pushed me back on the bed. I tasted the blood from my lip as I landed on the bed, I was once again naked, but the bed was messy and cold, not like the last time I had laid in it. She landed on me, naked, just like the last time, her cunt and ass rubbing on my stomach, and her skin was cold and clammy.
I reached up to touch her breasts, but she smacked my hands down, and I withdrew. My cock was hard and hot just thinking of what was in store for me. She kissed my lips, then kept moving down, to my neck, she laid on my neck for a moment, licking it, tasting it, then she moved down licking each part of my part of me, until she got to my nether regions.
She took my cock in her mouth, it was still tight, but it was dry, and cold. She licked and sucked on my cock lustfully, wanting me to get off as soon as possible, just to eat my cum. She stuck her finger up my ass and I came right away it squirted in her mouth and he drank it up, he kissed my cock and sucked the remaining cum out, and she bit down lightly on my cock, and drew a drop of blood. I winced and jumped. She laughed and pushed me down as she sucked on my cock again.
Finally she stood above me and impaled herself on my cock her pussy was tight and wet, but it wasn’t her pussy juices, I looked down, and it was blood, I paid it no mind, I was getting off good, like before, it was tingling and I was loving it.
I grabbed her waist and helped her up and down, she grabbed my right hand and pulled it to her mouth, she pulled it up to my wrist and she started kissing it, the she bit in and drew to streams of crimson blood, but it was far from painful, it was orgasmic. She sucked and sucked and sucked the blood from my wrist.
“I’m about to cum.” I said, wincing through the pleasurable pain.
She jumped off my cock and stroked it hard and coldly, blood flying everyway, then I came, my cum, with a mixture of blood landed squarely in her mouth, and she swallowed it.
“Mmm-mmm” she opening her eyes and licking her lips.
Finally she bent over the bed, wanting anal again I suppose. I put my cock up to her asshole, and as I did I noticed that there was blood dripping from it, as I pushed my cock in blood spurted out and spattered on my stomach. I pumped in and out, just like before, slowly at first, the getting into a rapid rhythm.
She was moaning like the time before, and her ass we tight, but it was cold, like the rest of her body.
She flipped over on her back and I pumped away at her ass, she moaned and moaned. Finally she reached orgasm, but instead of cum she squirted blood, blood sprayed out and covered my body, and she wailed like a banshee.
I kept pumping and pumping until I came in her ass finally, but she body wasn’t moving, it was lifeless.
I looked and saw he face, it was dead, she had no life in her eyes, she had no pulse. I was fucking a dead body?!
I pulled my cock out and backed away, he body fell to the floor, still lifeless. Her body rolled over onto its back and her stomach was gapping open, her internal organs spilt from within her, littering the floor. There was blood and tissue covering the floor. I kept backing up until I backed into someone. I turned and it was Barbara, she jumped up and wrapped her legs around me, I stared into her eyes, and she mine, but I was hypnotized. And while I was under her spell she sank her teeth deep into my neck, piercing my jugular vein, she sucked and sucked and sucked until I had almost no blood, I was running dry. I was carried from the room and through into a dungeon. I was chained to the wall, I had been tricked. I traded my life for the greatest sex in the world.
I recognized the smell in the air, like sweet rotten fruit, the way decaying human flesh smells.

“I don’t wanna be here in this London dungeon, I don’t wanna be here in this British hell, its no misery, why I’m in misery, it’ hell.”