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A sexual vampire has her desert!

The waiter escorted LiaCarla and her latest conquest to a small table situated in a dark corner at the far end of the hotel restaurant. She watched her partner for the evening pick up the menu while the waiter lighted the candle before leaving them alone.

This guy was such great fun and he was forever chattering away. He could really talk for England, but at least he wasn’t boring. His intelligence shone through, and he could certainly hold a conversation, but most importantly he was entertaining her no end for she knew this guy wanted her, but would his conscience give in due to him being happily involved with another woman?

Of course it would!

Vampires are constantly on the prowl for their next conquest, and it’s not long before one comes their way. Once you’re face to face with a vampire and at ease, there’s not really much escape from their seductive presence, especially if one is in need of sexual energy and has chosen you.

This guy had simply phoned the office and LiaCarla had answered the phone. Within minutes this guy is asking why it’s so easy for him to talk to her when he doesn’t know her. Of course it was the vampiric charm taking a hold of him because LiaCarla instantly felt drawn to his straight forward talking and his sexy accent.

Following the phone call private numbers were exchanged, and now they were in each others company for the first time.

Their eyes met as he asked her what she would like from the menu. LiaCarla wasn’t really interested in eating dinner; it was desert she was looking forward to and he was on her menu. She watched him smile as a look of mischief crept across his face before his gaze dropped to her cleavage. She instinctively licked her lips before his gaze crept back up and regained eye contact. She smiled to let him know that it’s ok as it’s very important for her men to feel like they’re in control of a situation. There’s nothing worse than a shy partner when a vampire requires feeding.

LiaCarla loved her men to be in control and spontaneous, but in order for this to happen she knew exactly how to work them. Just enough eye contact and energy focus was required to seduce a partner. Over doing this can ruin the situation because if the partner begins to feel intimidated they will back off because of fear of rejection, something the mundane fear on a constant basis. Coming across as too confident is also a turn off and a vampire can’t use up too much of their energy otherwise they won’t be able to feed correctly. Seduction is a fine art and one that comes very easy to a vampire.

The game pretty much continued throughout dinner and it was time to make a move. She waited to see how he would approach the question of inviting her to his room, and although it sounded cliché, coffee and some quiet friendly conversation was the best he could come up with, for she knew how the mundane just couldn’t come out with the real reason for inviting her to their room, and rightly so.

They stepped into the lift followed by three men and two women happily chatting away, pushing LiaCarla and her conquest to the back of the lift. The doors closed, silence fell and LiaCarla grinned as she moved her hand to her conquests crotch. His gasp broke the silence as he grew hard under the palm of her hand but heads didn’t turn as she continued to tease him with her touch.

The ping of the lift reaching their floor signalled their arrival to leave the lift. She followed her conquest silently down the corridor and they came to a stop outside room number 1898. They entered the room and LiaCarla was now in control.

She literally grabbed him and pulled him close to her so that their lips met with such passion. She gently nipped his bottom lip while taking her jacket off, allowing it to fall to the floor before continuing the kiss. French kissing really turned her on, saliva mixing and tongues entwining really got her juices flowing.

She took a hold of the hair on the back of his head and guided his wet lips down her chin and side of her neck and she was pleased that he continued to kiss and lick her skin. She gasped as he sucked on her flesh and bit her, god she just loved it when a guy could sense how much pressure to use. She grabbed his hands and guided them to her breasts to let him know that he was OK to lose control. The more he squeezed her breasts and bit her neck, the more she gasped. She was wishing he would be man enough to strip off her top and bra to free her stiffened nipples so that he could pleasure her there. She began to will him to do this and like clockwork he’s ripping off her top and unfastening her bra.

She had successfully freed the horny beast that hid deep within this guy, and now he had taken control. The sexual tension was on fire and this is what LiaCarla needed to successfully feed upon.

He pulled her towards the bed and pushed her down onto it. He stood there and gazed at her for a moment before approaching her. He had her naked within seconds and he admired the sight before him.

‘Would you like me to play for you, would you like to see how wet you’ve made me?’ Purred LiaCarla while pinching her nipples and looking him right in the eyes.

‘Fucking damn right I would!’

She spread her legs wide for him and moved one hand down to her shaven pussy and slipped a finger inside. She pulled her wet finger out and smeared her juices over her clit, then moved her other hand down to pull both lips apart for his full view.

As he quickly undressed LiaCarla continued to play with her engorged clit and it wasn’t long before her conquest climbed the bed and crawled between her legs. His tongue was delicious as he probed her cunt, tasting her juices and then proceeding to tease her clit. She moved her finger out of the way, but still held her lips fully apart for him as he began to fill her pussy with his fingers. She was already close to cumming as she felt fingers begin to probe her anus.

She grabbed his hair and pulled him up her body. She wanted to taste her juices upon his lips and feel his hard cock press against her flesh. She then had him on his back before he knew it and was planting kisses on his chin, throat, chest, going to each nipple in turn and gently nipping while all the time remaining eye contact with him as she moved further down his body before finally placing herself between his legs and spreading them wide.

That grin reappeared on her face as she eyed his magnificent cock with its gleaming head. She wondered how long it would take him before he lost control and fucked her senseless, but only time would tell.

She began by licking each of his inner thighs in turn, moving closer to his cock and balls, but backing off at the last minute. She trailed her tongue lightly across his flesh allowing her hair to fall upon his cock before her chin lightly brushed the tip while she licked his stomach and circled his belly button. His gasping turned her on and it would only be a matter of time before he lost it.

She glided back down and repeated the process but this time she trailed her tongue up his inner thigh and across his scrotum before gently sucking in his balls and swirling her tongue across them. She finished off her torment by trailing her tongue slowly up the length of his shaft and flicking the tip before slowly manoeuvring up his body to kiss her defeated conquest.

The delicious torment was coming to an end. She straddled his body and deliberately allowed her clit to rub across the tip of his cock while they kissed, but every time he pushed up she moved out of the way on purpose.

She felt his fingers pinching her nipples tighter with each thrust, and the eagerness of his desire to have her impaled upon his cock was growing all the time.

He grabbed her hair and pulled her off to regain control. She’d driven him into a lustful frenzy and he was now about to take her anyway he wanted.

He began by ordering her onto all fours and slowly examined her wet pussy with his fingers and he loved the fact that she started pushing herself onto them as he pushed in deeper. He positioned his thumb lightly over her anus while continuing to finger her, and he smacked her ass hard as she pushed backwards for penetration.

He couldn’t take it anymore as he wanted his cock deep inside her. He teased her opening with the tip of his cock while playing with her anus. Her pussy felt tight as he entered her for the first time, and the wet smacking sounds of his balls against her shaven mound every time he pumped heightened the sexual frenzy. He wanted her ass!

Her conquest pushed her down onto her side as he got into the spoon position. He was an expert at anal penetration little did she know, but LiaCarla loved an experienced guy.

She felt his hot breath upon her neck while his fingers teased and pinched one of her nipples, while the head of his cock pressed lightly against her anus.

His other hand moved to her pussy and she opened her legs wide so that he had enough room to finger and tease her clit. The more he played with her the harder he pushed, the more she groaned with pure ecstasy the more he continued to tease. At the point of LiaCarla’s climax, his cock entered her anus as he felt her juices flow down across his balls. He held onto her tightly as she thrashed about until her climax subdued and continued to lightly caress her.

Round two would be so much better thought her conquest as he withdrew and lay snuggled up to her to recuperate.

© LiaCarla 2007

I would like to think that each of us has someone ethereal that watches over us, but how many of us have actually met them?

At one time I always used to feel his presence, mostly at night as I lay there alone, enveloped by darkness, while waiting to drift off to sleep. It was as if his presence drifted from the dark shadows of the room, penetrating my mind with his sexual desires, and they were so strong that I simply couldn’t and didn’t want to resist.

My Dark Guardian is very masculine, strong and protective. I have never seen him, but do I need to if I’m in tune with my psychic awareness?

His command although never spoken is always the same.

The weight of his lustful stare weighs heavily upon me as I suddenly feel compelled to remove the quilt to reveal my naked breasts. Of course I do this slowly, deliberately teasing as I revel in his close attention.
The cold air circulates my nipples and creates a tingling sensation, and the temptation to rub them between my thumb and forefinger is too much to resist, especially as I now sense my Dark Guardian’s lust begin to smoulder as he watches intently as I play.

He commands more as I arch my back and release the first of many gasps of pleasure that I’m about to receive…..

As I writhe in pleasure, totally submissive to his wilful thoughts, the quilt that protects the very last of my modesty falls away, well actually I make it look like it’s fallen away. I just couldn’t wait to perform for him.

I see him now in my minds eye. He stands there slowly stroking his hard cock and rubbing his nicely toned chest with this other hand. I’m willing for him to come forward and touch me, do anything to me, and the more I mentally beg, the more turned on I get.
I spread my legs wide, allowing him to see me slide a finger between my shaven lips. I’m so wet that the juices lubricate my finger nicely as I begin to rub. Still he doesn’t come forward from the shadows, but I know he’s playing harder now as the sexual power in the room begins to build.
I stop playing with my nipple so that I now have both hands on my pussy. I spread my lips wide so that he can see everything, and then I begin to slide a finger in, cover it in pussy juice to smear over my hardened clit.
It feels so good that I’ve now given up on him surprising me by joining in. I’m too far gone now as my orgasm begins to build. We both rub furiously and I gasp so loudly when my orgasm hits home.

As always, I lie there alone recovering from the self pleasure. As soon as I finish, I sense that he’s gone. The same thing happens almost every night, and it’s worth it as I believe that we’re both feeding from the sexual energy that is released into the atmosphere.
Now that I’ve given you an introduction to my Dark Guardian, next time I shall tell you about the time we actually met.

As usual I was performing for my Dark Guardian (see previous posts), but this time the pleasure was much more intense than previous times.
The bed covers were off altogether as I positioned myself on the bed so that my dark guardian could have full view of my wet pussy from the darkened corner of the bedroom.

He grinned and licked his lips in anticipation as I opened myself fully before sliding a finger deep into my pussy. I was amazed at how thick and creamy my juices were as I lubricated my fingers for both of our pleasure.
I moved my hips up and down in rhythm with sliding fingers to ensure that my clit was fully wet before slowly rubbing it in a circular motion. The sensations were so damn good, and I don’t think I’d ever felt my clit that hard prior to this night.

At the point of climax and totally out of the blue, he ordered me on to all fours and I immediately obeyed. Facing in his direction, I watched his muscled torso appear from the gloom heading towards me, and it was my turn now to lick my lips slowly while looking at the size of his magnificent cock, which he held in his hand.

My blood cruised at high speeds through my body, and never before had I felt so lustful and horny. I was like a bitch on heat and I wanted him now. I would do anything my master wanted and although I knew he wasn’t from this realm, I felt protected and safe enough to do whatever I pleased.

He now stood at the base of my bed, holding his cock out for me. I crawled forward and flicked my tongue across its head to taste the very essence of him and it was good. His skin was smooth as I ran my tongue across it for a second time, so I could savour the taste, and feel the different textures of skin as I fully explored the tip of his cock.

I felt him grab my hair as he pulled me closer to him while at the same time thrusting his hips forward. He wanted his cock deep in my throat, but I wasn’t ready for that just yet. I teased him by licking his full length slowly up and down, taking his balls slowly into mouth one by one before repeating my teasing technique. I wondered how much more of this he could take and my answer soon arrived.

He gripped my hair tighter as he forced my head down onto his cock. I tightened my lips for added effect as he guided me up and down. I then performed my tongue work, up and down his shaft, swirling it across his bell end prior to going down again.
My lips ached as I felt every engorged vein on his shaft as I ran over them, but there was no release in sight just yet. He worked my head faster and harder, ever pushing me down deeper and deeper so that he filled my throat. I found it hard not to gag on every occasion and my eyes began to water.

I wondered if I was going to get my release, and was wishing he would touch me or spin me round and ram that hard cock of his deep into my pussy. I was still on the verge of orgasm and needed release at once.

At last, he began to slow down and this was my queue to tighten my mouth and throat around his cock and ensure my tongue worked his shaft. He pushed ever so deep into my throat and held his position as I felt his cum shoot down my throat. It was like fire going down and it smouldered in the deepest part of me. It remained smouldering as he disappeared back into the shadows.

Honestly, I’d never felt so alive and horny after giving oral, but right now I was on fire. I shifted position and lay on my back and began rubbing myself furiously. I had to cum and cum I did.

My Dark Guardian taught me a valuable lesson that night, one that all sexual vampires need to know in order to survive. Sadly this will have to remain untold.

brought to you by Under the Crimson Moon

The night was cool and clear.  It was a night that made you want to curl up on a blanket with your lover and gaze up at the milky splash of the galactic disk stretching across the clear black sky.  It was a night to be stealing kisses while you point out constellations.  It was a night to relax, let all your cares melt away into the silver light of the star canopy.

Alex was anything but relaxed as he sat on a stone bench in the Gardens, the dome of the Heavens stretched out above him.  He sat watching people strolling along the paths, stopping occasionally to admire one of the night-blooming flowers.  The flowers’ scents filled the air, but all he could smell was blood.  It had been a while since he’d last fed, probably two weeks, and the hunger burned angrily.

Normally, he could just go to a club and have a woman hanging on him within a half-hour, drunk on his pheromones and looking for a hard screw by this sexy guy that reminded her of a rockstar she couldn’t quite think of.  And he’d be more than willing to oblige; for a sip of blood.  And she’d never know what happened.  She’d wake up the next morning with vague memories of a wild night with a hot guy and a mind-blowing orgasm.  She probably wouldn’t even notice the two tiny marks on her neck.

But now it was more difficult than that.  Now that he and Jen were officially “dating”, he didn’t know if he could bring himself to fuck another woman, even just for a feeding.  Would it be cheating, even if he derived no sexual pleasure from it?  He wasn’t sure, and it wasn’t exactly something he could discuss with Jen.  So, he’d have to find another way.

What if he didn’t tell her?  What if he took advantage of random women like he’d been doing, but just didn’t tell her?  He’d probably still feel guilty about doing it, and that was the crux of the matter.  What if he didn’t take any pleasure from it, besides the satisfying of his vampiric need for blood?

Alex turned this over in his mind for several long minutes.

Wasn’t cheating when a man or woman went outside the relationship in order to satisfy a need or desire that they couldn’t satisfy in their relationship?  Cheating occurs when a relationship is lacking something, right?

There were sexual things that were absent in his relationship with Jen: fellatio, anal experimentation, and anything even mildly kinky, really.  But he didn’t resent her for it.  Not at all.  In fact, he loved her more for it because those were all things that they could discover together.  It would be new for her, and that made it all the more appealing to him.  He wanted to be her first in so many things, and he was willing to wait for her to be ready.

And the sex they did have was… indescribable.  It seemed to get better every time; more intense, more passionate,  and much easier.  There really was no reason for him to even consider going anywhere for sexual fulfillment; he was satisfied with what he and Jen shared.

So what if sex was just a means to an end?  What if he only fucked women to get close enough to feed?  If anything, it would just make him want Jen even more.  To know that he had a woman he actually wanted to be with, a woman he actually enjoyed making love to at home would just make him want to get back to her all the more quickly.

“Excuse me?”  The voice that pulled Alex out of his reverie was raspy but very feminine.  When he looked up, he found an attractive businesswoman standing before him.  She was wearing black slacks and a white blouse that molded to the curves of her body.  Her blonde hair was unbound and flowing down her back.  An amber pendant hung on a gold chain around her neck.  The top two buttons of her blouse were unbuttoned; one more and he’d have a nice view of her deep cleavage.  Her hands were clasped behind her back, probably holding her high heels.  She must have just got out of the office, and came to the Gardens to unwind a bit.  “I hate to bother you, but are you the guy from Starface?”

“Don’t tell anyone,” Alex replied with a smile and gestured to the bench next to him.  “Would you like to sit down?”

”Oh, I don’t want to bother you…”  Alex could see in her eyes that she didn’t mean a word of it; she didn’t give a shit about his privacy, or about his desire to be alone.  There was excitement shining in her eyes, and he knew that he already had her – if he wanted her.  He gave her a smile and watched it melt away the last of her resistance.

“It’s no trouble at all,” he assured her.  She’d placed a hand over her chest when his smile had stolen the breath from her lungs, and Alex took the opportunity to reach out with his Telekinesis, just a tiny little finger of thought, and flipped the third button of her blouse through its hole.  She didn’t notice.  She extended her hand and Alex got a view of her cleavage.

“My name’s Lisa, and I’m a really big fan,” she said as she shook his hand.  The curves of her ample breasts only made him think of Jen’s breasts.  This Lisa girl had a nice chest, but it couldn’t hold a candle to Jen’s.  He suddenly had a very strong desire to be at home, curled around Jen in bed, just holding her, feeling her bare skin against his.

“Thank you,” Alex said with another smile.  Just looking into her eyes he could see that she was hooked.  He had her completely and totally; all he’d have to do is suggest it.  As a testament to her level of thrall, he popped another button on her blouse as she straightened, and still she didn’t notice.  He could probably strip her completely naked with his mind, and she’d just stand there and grin like a star-struck schoolgirl.

“Could I… If you wouldn’t mind, I mean… Could I get your autograph?”

Alex gave up on her sitting down next to him, so he rose and brought his body close to hers.  “How about something even better?” he asked, looking down into her dazed eyes.

“Even better?” she asked dumbly, and Alex had to stifle his rising frustration.

“Yes, even better.  But perhaps we should go back to your car…?”  It took a few seconds for the suggestion to sink in, but when it did, she nearly collapsed.  Alex held her up, and after a moment, he gave her his arm and she led them back to where her Lexus was parked.  It was directly underneath one of the lights in the parking lot; just what you’d expect of a smart, independent woman such as Lisa here.  But it didn’t matter – hers was the only car in this lot.

It took her a few attempts to hit the right button on her key remote, but once she got it she turned around and kissed Alex.  He returned it eagerly enough, but there was no passion behind it.  She didn’t seem to mind.  He reached around her, opened the door, and guided her into the backseat.  By the time she was fully in the car, her blouse was completely unbuttoned, exposing her breasts sheathed in a lacy pink bra.  She still hadn’t noticed.  Or maybe she just didn’t care.

Maybe this wasn’t going to be so difficult afterall, Alex thought as he climbed into the backseat.  Lisa wrapped her legs around him as he moved up above her, bringing his face in line with hers.  Her hands were all over him, at first trying to pull his shirt up, but then abandoning it to remove his pants.  He suddenly hated the look in her eyes, hated the way her mouth hung open, the way her breath smelled of coffee, hated her.  He lowered his head to kiss the side of her neck, and luckily he was able to forget about the woman pawing all over him.  It was just sensations now, just feeling skin against skin.

“Oh my god!”  Her hand had found his cock, still flaccid, and the eagerness in her voice almost made him get out of the car.

With a growl against her neck, Alex pulled her hand out of his pants and ripped hers open with his Telekinesis.  She was moaning louder and louder, sounding like a girl in a porno vid that’s paying more attention to the camera than to her partner.  He shifted his hips to keep his organ away from her cleft as he tasted the soft skin of her neck, tracing a small circle where his teeth would penetrate momentarily.  He reached down between their bodies and found her slick and ready.  She screamed and thrust her hips up when his finger found her swelling bud.  He circled it gently, and her moans started sounding even more fake.

Finally he couldn’t stand this woman any more; he wanted to get this over with.  Almost gently, his canines punctured the skin of her neck and her warm blood began trickling into his mouth.  He drank slowly, bringing her to the brink of climax, then with a pinch of her clit, she tumbled over the edge.  He drank more quickly as she came; the blood tasted fresh and healthy.  At least the night wasn’t a total waste.

When he was finished feeding, she was unconscious beneath him.  He rose to kneel, his organ still flaccid between his legs.  The smell of this woman’s pussy was heavy in the closed space of the car, and it grated his nerves.  But it also reminded him of Jen’s scent.  An image of her slowly formed in his mind.

Jen was lying open before him, her soft, perfect netherlips glistening in invitation.  Her breasts were full and round, nipples stiff and swollen.  Her scent of arousal drifted on the air like a warm summer breeze.  But it was the look in her eyes that made Alex’s cock begin to stir.  It was the look of love in her eyes, the look that seemed to say ‘I’m not entirely sure about this, but I know it will be okay because I’m with you.’

Alex closed his eyes and he saw Jen even more clearly.  He saw her delicate face beneath him, contorted in pleasure as he eased himself into her and began moving within her slick sheathe.  Three little words – “I love you” – that meant so much passed his blood-reddened lips as he stroked faster and faster, Jen’s breasts sliding up and down with each thrust.

His eyes came open suddenly and his breath caught in his throat.  He looked down at the woman before him.  She was a very attractive woman, but she was not Jen.  Still, he should have been able to grow erect just by looking at her body.  But he hadn’t.  It wasn’t until he thought of Jen that he began to grow hard.  Was Jen the only woman that could arouse him anymore?

With a mental shake, he redressed, called on his Blending ability, and slipped out of the car and through the Gardens unnoticed.

A few minutes later, he slipped into the condo and passed silently to the bedroom where Jen slept soundly.  He stood in the doorway for a few moments, just looking down at her.  He was relieved to feel no guilt.  Feeding was a chore, afterall, something he didn’t enjoy.

Alex slipped out of his clothes and into the shower.  He let the hot water wash the memory of that woman from his mind and body.  As the memories of her faded, he started thinking about Jen again.  He began to stiffen and with Jen so vivid in his mind’s eye, it was quick work to bring himself a much needed release.

He finished the shower, toweled off and brushed his teeth.  He left the towel in the bathroom and slipped into bed behind Jen.  He shuddered in content when he felt her familiar body against his and buried his face in the thick locks of her raven hair.  He pulled in her scent and mouthed those three little words again, a whisper that only he and the stars heard.

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It was a bright sunny morning; the birds were singing aloud as Kvetina opened her eyes and stretched out in her bed. She smiled as she remembered her dream about LiaCarla, how erotic and sensual it had been.

She slowly began tracing her finger around her left nipple imagining it to be LiaCarla’s touch upon her flesh, before squeezing it and rubbing it between her thumb and forefinger. She did the same to her right nipple, relishing the sensation that was beginning to spread down below. With her left hand she slowly began stroking her pussy, spreading her legs wide, trying to imagine LiaCarla’s presence within her room. She felt her own wetness and smeared her juices up and over her hard clit, slowly circling it at first before increasing the pressure. She thrust her hips now in unison with her rubbing and pictured LiaCarla’s head between her thighs. At the height of her climax she screamed out her name as the pleasure of her orgasm raced like ripples through her naked body.

She relaxed with a sigh and remembered that she had a big day ahead of her. She was to attend the Rennaisance Faire and she couldn’t wait. Kvetina loved this event, the atmosphere was electric. Everyone attended in beautiful clothes, the women there were erotic with their bosoms heaving out of their tight bustiers with a flimsy film of white cloth covering their sensual cleavage. It was to be a day of fantasy. Knights would attend and enter the jousting competitons, lots of mead would be drunk and everyone would speak in olde English.

She dived out of her bed, and rushed to the bathroom. To say that Kvetina was excited, would have been an understatement. She showered to freshen herself up before putting on her dressing gown and went downstairs to make something to eat. She felt alive now as she went back upstairs and prepared her costume.

Her dress was gorgeous. She had found some wonderful burgundy material, perfect to create her costume with. Her skirt was long and flowing and she had created a matching bustier waistcoat, laced up the front with black lace. She pulled on the skirt and it looked good. Next she put on her push up bra. She marvelled at her appearance in the mirror of her cleavage, heaving out of the bra. She smiled as she pulled on her white blouse that had long flowing sleeves and elastic around the chest area. Next on went the burgundy bustier top that she laced tightly at the front to maximise her heaving cleavage. She looked stunning and she knew it. She finished off her look with a white cap to tie her strawberry blonde hair back.

The faire was everything she imagined it to be. She met her friends and drank lots of mead while watching the jousting tournaments. The crowd roared with laughter when the jesters appeared on court to amuse the spectators.

Kvetina decided to take a walk around the stalls, always in hope of picking up a bargain. She liked to tip the women who in return would sing or sometimes dance for her. She liked the way their heavy bosoms would sway beneath their robes, and she could feel her wetness as she began to get aroused.

She carried on, wandering through the various tents when she came to a stop outside a fortune teller’s tent. She liked to have her fortune spelt out for her and wondered how they would do this. Would it be with tarot cards, crystal ball, or would they use Runes. There was only one way to find out as she entered the dark tent.

She took a seat next to an old table and waited patiently. The curtain moved and a mysterious woman entered and made her way towards Kvetina. The woman’s presence seemed to make Kvetina nervous as she watched her place the cards upon the table.

The bottom half of her face was covered, leaving only her eyes bare. Kvetina looked gazingly into them as they were the brightest green she’d ever seen. The woman also had long dark shiny hair tied back beneath a cap. Her dress was plain black which was odd for this period, although much to Kvetina’s happiness, the woman’s cleavage was heaving. She couldn’t take her eyes off her bosom as she noticed the tops of the fortune teller’s nipples just about on show.

She looked back in the fortune teller’s eyes as she began to speak.

‘Tell me Kvetina, do you like what you see?’

Kvetina was dumb struck. How did this woman know her name? She looked more closely at the woman to figure out who she was but to no avail. This woman was a stranger but she knew Kvetina.

‘Don’t be afraid darling Kvetina, you are about to meet your fate, after all this is what you wanted?’

‘But……….’

The woman quickly interrupted Kvetina by telling her to be quiet as she stood up and walked around the table and brushed her hand lightly over Kvetina’s cheek. She then reached down for Kvetina’s hand and took a hold of it and guided her towards the curtains at the back of the tent.

Kvetina couldn’t believe her eyes. In the center of the tent was a glorious 4 poster bed draped with animal’s furs. The space was lit up with flaming torches either side of the bed with two men dressed in leather thongs and chains adorned their muscled physiques. They both wore masks and didn’t move.

Kvetina now stood at the base of the bed. She was very nervous yet she wasn’t scared. She noticed the woman’s eyes fixated on her cleavage and this turned her on as her breathing quickened.

‘You know who I am now don’t you princess’…… said the woman in a purring tone.

Kvetina knew who this was. Although she never expected to meet this queen of the damned, a fixation of her fantasies, she knew that this was in fact LiaCarla and that she had come for her.

LiaCarla approached Kvetina and lightly kissed her upon her full lips. She traced her tongue over them lightly before gently pushing it inside her mouth. Kvetina responded as her breathing quickened. She felt the lace of her bustier top being loosened as they kissed passionately before LiaCarla removed it. She then proceeded to removing Kvetina’s blouse by pulling it over her head, dislodging Kvetina’s cap allowing her strawberry blonde hair to fall freely over her shoulders. She began to gently nuzzle on her earlobe and neck before removing her bra.

She stood back and grinned at Kvetina’s beauty before removing her mask.

‘Kvetina darling, show me how you pleasure yourself, show me how you play with your beautiful breasts, I want to see.’

Kvetina was so aroused that she could feel her juices flowing. She stared at LiaCarla as she slipped out of her clothing. She began to cup her breasts and squeeze them together before pulling on her nipples. She wanted so much to touch LiaCarla but she knew that she had to do as she was told.

LiaCarla now naked, admired Kvetina. She was beautiful and she could smell the arousal within her. She wanted to pleasure her so much and she knew that she would make this a night that she would remember for all eternity.

She moved in on Kvetina and gently stroked her nipples before pinching them hard, causing Kvetina to moan out aloud. She took each of her nipples in turn into her mouth, savouring the feel of the rough texture of her ariole on her tongue before gently pushing Kvetina backwards onto the bed.

As she played with Kvetina’s nipples she licked her stomach, circling her belly button with her tongue before moving down to Kvetina’s hot pussy. With her hand, she gently prised open her lips for a good look at her pink flesh. She liked what she saw, Kvetina’s clit was hard as she flicked her tongue over and around it. She knew that Kvetina was near climax, but she wanted this to last.

She slowly slid her finger deep into her hot hole, sliding it amongst all her juices, in and out, adding another finger and another, increasing her pace as she continued to pleasure Kvetina’s clit with her tongue. At the moment of Kvetina’s climax, LiaCarla, thrust her tongue deep inside Kvetina’s pussy while rubbing her clit with her thumb.

She tasted everything Kvetina had to offer and it was good, but LiaCarla wasn’t satisfied.

LiaCarla clicked her fingers and Kvetina watched as one of the guards approached the bed and offered LiaCarla a strap on dildo. Kvetina was so excited now at the thought of what was to come. She watched the guard help fasten this around LiaCarla’s slender hips before she kissed him passionately.

The other guard climbed on to the other end of the bed and removed his thong. Kvetina couldn’t believe the size of his erect manhood as it hovered above her face.

LiaCarla motioned for Kvetina to assume the doggy position as the guard sat down and spread his legs wide. Kvetina took the guard slowly into her mouth as the guard reached for her swaying breasts and played with her nipples. She licked him all over his cock before sucking on him, moving her head up and down. At the same time she felt LiaCarlas fingers down below, opening her lips wide and smearing her juices everywhere. She heard LiaCarla asking the other guard if he liked what he saw and she heard him reply yes to his mistress.

Kvetina carried on sucking as she felt the tip of the dildo slowly enter her pussy, filling her up before moving back and forth. She looked behind her to see the guard pleasuring LiaCarla while she fucked Kvetina. This was the best orgy ever. Listening to LiaCarla’s moans increased her own climax as the guard pumped all his seed into her mouth.

They must have carried on like this for hours before the two guards left the two women alone as they lay their totally sedated. LiaCarla stroked Kvetina’s breasts as she gently nuzzled upon Kvetina’s earlobe and neck before Kvetina begged LiaCarla to take her soul. That moment in time froze as LiaCarla took Kvetina’s fate and sealed it for an eternity of pure pleasure and lust.

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Written by RipperAngel

The night was icy, and Marion shivered as the wind cut right through her. Huddling deeper into her fur coat, she tapped quickly across the sidewalk, her cold hands fumbling with the keys to the apartment complex. A smile crossed her lips as she searched for the proper key, shaking as she stood on the front steps of the apartment building. Her body was shaking, but she felt warm as she remembered the last few times she had met Chris here, away from her husband. She finally found the key, and with a trembling hand, inserted it into the lock. It took a moment of struggling to get it to turn, but it was accomplished, and Marion slipped into the building, the heavy door clicking shut behind her. Hurrying across the dingy lobby, she darted into a vacant elevator and pushed the proper button, leaning back against the sticky wall as the doors closed, heedless of the damage to her expensive fur. A shiver ran through her body as she remembered the last passionate encounter with Chris, and she sighed softly. It was gratifying to know that he couldn’t go a week without being with her, she thought as she idly watched the elevator’s progress. Marion’s foot, in the expensive Italian shoes her husband had purchased for her the previous week, began to tap as the elevator seemed to slow down. Her handsome face in a frown, she punched at the button again with a manicured nail, and smiled triumphantly as it began to move up again. The doors finally slid open, and Marion tapped out into the dim hall, her eyes alight with anticipation. The number to the apartment, that damn 42, had fallen again, and now the 2 hung at an odd angle. Marion couldn’t help but feel a measure of unease, as she always felt that this advertised what that particular apartment was for. She paused to straighten the errant number, and a familiar sound caught her ear. Leaning forward, she listened quietly, and then her eyes narrowed. The sound of Chris grunting in the throes of passion was too familiar to her to be mistaken. Angry now, she fumbled with her keyring, and then practically shoved the key into the lock, opening the deadbolt with nothing less than lethal force. Flinging the door open, she stalked into the room, her fur carelessly tossed aside as she made her way to the bedroom. When she opened that door, she was stunned by what she saw.
Chris, covered with a sheen of sweat, was being ridden by a woman so stunning Marion could do little more than gape in astonishment. Long, rose-red coloured loose curls were plastered to the woman’s curvaceous body with sweat, and when she looked up at the intrusion, her peacock-blue eyes glittered with triumph in a face the envy of any angel. Marion suddenly felt inadequate with her dark brown spiked cut and ch0colate-coloured eyes. Her frame was nowhere near as curved, and she was at least six inches shorter. For a moment, her stance sagged, and then she straightened.
” What the hell is going on here?! Chris! What do you think you’re doing?!” The strongly built man, his dark blonde hair damp with sweat, looked up in shock.
” Marion! I…uh…I didn’t think you were going to be here today!” Her expression was livid as she strode forward, her hands clenched into fists.
” Obviously! Who is this tramp?” Chris’s face didn’t change as he looked from the woman staring at him to the woman who was still astride him. The woman smiled at Marion, making the smaller woman shiver with something very akin to fear.

” Don’t be angry Marion.” The woman’s voice was an absolute purr, but it made Marion wince. ” I asked Chris if he would like some company. He couldn’t resist….” Her smile was still the same, but a hint of icy satisfaction glinted in her lovely blue eyes. Marion nearly relented, but straightened in anger.
” You, you tramp, get off of him right now! And as for you Christopher! You’re FIRED.” The last word was said with great vehemence as she stepped back from the bed, allowing the redhead to slide off of Chris and stand on the floor. Her smile hadn’t changed, and it made Marion angry. ” What are you smiling about?” The woman continued to smile, and stepped forward to offer her delicate hand.
” Perhaps introductions would cut the tension a bit. My name is Lucinda, Marion.” Marion had to pause for a moment, and keep herself together. The woman’s charm was disarming, and made her heart beat faster. She frowned, and turned to Chris.
” What were you thinking, bringing her here?” Chris gave Marion a rather wan smile and tried to stand up.
” I..I don’t know. It was convienient.” Marion’s eyes flashed, and she stepped forward in anger.
” You cheating bastard!” Her hand was upraised to strike him, but Lucinda’s voice stopped her dead.
” Hold.” Her voice was like an Arctic wind, cutting brutally to the bone. Marion’s eyes were glinting when she turned to the beautiful woman, but her eyes faded in comparison to the glittering peacock blue of Lucinda’s eyes. ” You dare strike one that I have chosen?” Her smile revealed fangs that looked to be razor sharp. She glided forward as gracefully as if her hips were ball bearings. Her smile was frighteningly intense, and very chilling. With a sharp movement, she caught Marion by her slender throat and pinned the smaller woman to the wall, her feet dangling over two feet off the floor. ” You trifle with things you do not understand.” Lucinda’s eyes glowed a piercing blue, and Marion attempted to scream. The sharp sound was cut off by Lucinda’s lips pressed firmly to hers, keeping her silent. Before Chris’s eyes, the color left Marion’s face and her body became limp, dangling from Lucinda’s hand. The kiss ended, and Lucinda let Marion’s body fall to the floor. The thud didn’t bring Chris back to his senses, for he had long since fainted.

Hours later, Lucinda straightened her hair, and quickly rifled through Marion’s purse, reading the address on the driver’s license with a smile.
” Really? Well, the poor man can’t come home to an empty house.” Rising, she slipped into her clothing, and donned Marion’s fur coat, stepping quietly from the apartment and locking the door behind her. Humming softly, she tapped down the hall, the elevator doors closing quietly behind her.