My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave

It’s been a week since Kimberly Almiris transferred to Ordrienne High, and I still haven’t managed to get so much as a “hi” out of her.

She acts like I don’t even exist.

The other students must’ve filled her head with some ridiculous bullshit.

There’s no other explanation.

“Kimberly Almiris clocked the fastest time in the 100-meter sprint. Exactly eleven seconds. Unless something unexpected happens next week, she’ll be representing Ordrienne University at the national track and field championships,” Mr. McCrary announces.

Mr. McCrary is in his fifties, and I’m pretty sure he became a P.E. teacher just so he could check out girls’ asses in tight shorts.

Can’t blame him.

Watching my classmates’ asses bounce and their tits jiggle while they run seems like more than enough motivation to spend years studying to become a P.E. teacher.

But none of them even comes close to Kimberly.

Her tits look even bigger under that white T-shirt, and those shorts…

God, the way they hug her ass is unreal. If I wasn’t terrified of getting expelled — and arrested — I probably would’ve given it a nice hard smack.

I knew it the moment I first saw her.

A body like that only comes from years of serious training, and the insane time she just clocked in the 100 meters proves it.

On the other hand, I had to settle for a lousy second place, just because she got lucky enough to run after me.

With my vampire abilities, I could’ve beaten her without breaking a sweat, but I had to hold back to avoid drawing attention.

So I settled for a modest 11.4 seconds — a time that would’ve earned me a spot at nationals any other year…

But not this one.

“Looks like the unreachable Kimberly really is unreachable,” Naomi says with a teasing grin.

“Quit talking and start paying attention.”

Kimberly’s school record is the perfect excuse to finally talk to her, and I’m not about to waste it.

“Seriously, congratulations, Kimberly. That was incredible,” I say with the friendliest smile I can manage.

But…

“Thanks.”

Cold. Flat. Completely emotionless.

The kind of “thanks” that kills a conversation before it even starts.

And yet she’s cheerful and chatty with everyone else. I’ve seen her laughing and talking to guys so forgettable I didn’t even know they were in my class until I saw them hanging around with her.

What the hell is this girl’s problem?

I’m about to walk away when she speaks again, her voice just as distant as before.

“Thanks… for letting me win,” she adds, barely turning her head as she shoots me a sharp glance over her shoulder.

What the fuck is that supposed to mean?

“I’m a gentleman, but I don’t go easy on anyone in a competition — not even cute girls,” I reply with a cocky grin, desperately trying to shake off that cold, almost contemptuous look.

“Yeah. Sure,” she says before walking off, not even giving me the chance to answer. She heads straight for a group of losers from my class.

This girl’s seriously starting to piss me off. If it weren’t for the bet with Naomi, I would’ve already told her to go fuck herself along with all those pathetic nobodies she hangs around with.

But damn it… doing that would mean admitting I lost and letting Naomi win.

Yeah, that’s never gonna happen.

“What the hell did you do to her? You sure you didn’t accidentally fuck her mom?” Naomi asks.

She says it as a joke, but honestly… it’s not that far-fetched.

I’ve been hanging around bars full of rich housewives gossiping over cocktails for years.

And every single time, I’d walk in alone and leave with company.

What if one of those women really was Kimberly’s mom…

…and Kimberly saw us together?

There’s only one way to find out.

I’ll have to follow her.

I still remember every single house those rich New York women took me to after I seduced them, so if Kimberly had really seen me fucking her mom, I’d know.

That’s why I’ve been following her ever since she left campus, moving as quietly as only a vampire can.

Or at least, that was the plan…

Of course, Naomi couldn’t resist tagging along. She just had to see the biggest playboy at Ordrienne High stalking the only girl who’s ever turned him down.

Needless to say, having her around has made my stealth mission… a whole lot less stealthy.

“This is my first time tailing someone! I’m so excited… I feel like a real secret agent!”

She’s been saying the same thing ever since we left Midtown, where Ordrienne High is, all the way here to Long Island City.

Thanks to the afternoon crowds filling the streets of New York, Naomi and I managed to follow Kimberly all the way here without getting caught…

At least, I hope so.

So far, nothing.

Kimberly hasn’t stopped anywhere or talked to anyone.

Things only get worse when Naomi starts complaining.

“Axel, let’s just go back! I’m exhausted! I bet she’s already spotted us and she’s just wandering around until we give up,” she whines, tugging on my arm.

“You’re the one who insisted on coming, so quit whining!”

The truth is, I’m starting to get tired too. And Naomi’s theory isn’t that crazy.

But just as we’re about to call it quits, Kimberly finally stops.

Right in front of…

…a Temple of the God of Light?

What the hell is going on?

“Oh my God, Axel! She really is some kind of holy virgin or something! Eighteen years old and she still goes to church — can you believe it?! You’d better start saving up for our bet unless you want to spend the next three weeks chasing a girl who goes to pray after class!”

And right then, Kimberly turns around one last time before walking inside.

Fuck… this time she definitely saw us. I’m sure of it.

Two idiots hiding behind a pillar with nothing but our heads sticking out.

We look like we’re in some ridiculous spy comedy.

Great… that idiot Naomi probably just blew our cover.

Not that I really care anymore. Now that I’ve seen the kind of places Kimberly hangs out, my chances with her are basically zero.

But then something else grabs my attention.

“My dear Naomi… so you finally gave in to my cock, huh?”

When Kimberly suddenly turned around before going into the church, Naomi instinctively stepped back and bumped right into me.

The moment her ass pressed against my crotch…

…the beast between my legs woke up instantly.

“Quit acting all cocky, Axel! You’re the horny one, not me. You got hard the second my ass accidentally brushed against you!”

“Oh yeah? Accidentally, huh? Then why didn’t you move?”

That’s just how we mess with each other. We do it all the time, especially in public. It’s like a game — the winner is whoever embarrasses the other the most.

But we’ve never gone any further than that.

No other girl in the world could stay that calm with my cock pressed against her ass the way Naomi does.

At this point, I’m more convinced than ever that Veronica was right about her.

Naomi really is the most hopeless lesbian on the planet.

Come to think of it, fucking her would probably be pretty weird…

Still, maybe I’ll ask her someday.

“Naomi, if you don’t get off me in the next three seconds, I’m gonna fuck you right here in front of everyone.”

Instead of moving, she presses her ass even harder against my cock and starts grinding on it.

“Then do it. Fuck me in front of everyone if you’ve got the balls.”

“You’re only acting tough because we’re out in public in broad daylight. Let’s see if you’ve still got the guts to say that when we’re alone at your place.”

Naomi answers with a mischievous smile.