~*~ Succubus Nights { 2 } ~*~

Her destination was an ancient looking bookstore. But inside, there were more than just books. There were maps and stones and items of unimaginable age and use. These oddities were the possessions of Lodairos, a neutral friend to all who roamed in the night. Not one of them, he knew more of their nature and history than any other human. Perhaps even more than many of the elders.

He always had a strong desire to be consumed by them and live his life as an undead creature, but he also feared such transition. Still, of German descent and American citizenry he was a resource for many of those who found themselves in a time of tribulation. Raziel knew that he would be awake when she came to his shop, because he had adapted the hours and many traits of their lifestyle.
A small light glowed in the back of the shop and a small, elderly figure came to the door. He peered through the glass and smiled.

"Raziel! Good to see you, dear!" His voice was like bratwurst-- warm and inviting with just enough spice to catch your attention.
"I need help, Lodairos," she said, fumbling with her purse.
"Come in, then... Come in! Come in!" He said, waving his arm and ushering her into the store. The smell of old paper and rich leather bindings calmed her nerves a little.
"I was with something last night. I got-- I got carried away. I need to help them. It's my fault and I want them to recover."

"But, child... Once taken by nasferatu, one never recovers. Merely regains consciousness. They are, clinically, dead. You know that."
"Yes. I know-- I know. I should have controlled myself and avoided this whole situation, but I couldn't and I didn't. But I can try to keep things from getting worse. Will you help?"
"Razzie, this person... I've never seen you bother with someone like this. It isn't like you."
"She's different. This person isn't like anyone else that I've taken before."
"You like this person, no?"

"I-- I think so. Lodairos, will you help me or not?"
"Yes. I have what you need, but I can promise nothing."
Raziel hugged the old man and thanked him. He left the room, disappearing into a dark recessed closet that looked more like a medieval medicine cabinet. He returned with a vial of powder.
"What is this?" She asked.
"Crushed leaves of certain medicinal trees from Eastern Europe. Shavings of Catar bone..."
"It will help her?"

"Not alone. You must keep her warm. You must mix your own blood with this and place it on her tongue. She will absorb it. If she is going to be well, this will speed up the process. But if it is not meant for her to survive... Then this will do nothing."
"I appreciate your help, Lodairos. Thank you."
Raziel carefully wrapped the vial in cloth and secured it inside of her purse.
Dawn crept over the horizon as she tapped the numbers into the electronic lock and entered her apartment. The cliche of the lonely vampire racing against the sun to stay alive was just that-- a cliche. But the sunlight did lessen one's strength and senses. A recently fed vampire suffered little effect from the sun, but one who had fed as much as a day before would be as week as a human with the flu.

Truly uncomfortable. Raziel had fed only hours before, but she was too intoxicated and too worn from worry to imagine leaving again soon. She wanted to administer the medicine to Toni and sleep...
Raziel willed her incisors to protrude and carefully snagged the flesh of her forearm on one tooth. A large drop of blood swelled to the surface immediately. She coaxed it into the vial, with her fingernail. She shook the vial and tilted it until several drops dripped onto her finger. She knelt next to Toni.

"I have to give you this, sweetheart. It should help you." She was not sure if Toni could hear her or not. She was likely still in a deep sleep. She prodded her mouth open and placed the powder and blood mixture beneath her tongue. "You are an angel... I hope you will forgive me for what I've done to you if you ever awake."
Raziel sighed and placed her purse and the vial next to the nightstand, on the floor. Raziel slipped her shoes from her feet and let them dangle over the edge as she sat.

It was so warm. It felt as if it were a sauna or a hot day in the middle of the Arizona desert. Raziel was sweating. She removed her clothes and stood naked. It helped very little to relieve her from the temperature. She touched the back of her hand to Toni's arm, beneath the blanket. She was still very cold. She hoped the heat was helping her.
She crawled beneath the covers of the bed and slid herself next to Toni's body. Her arms wrapped around the lithe beauty and her body scooted close, to press as much of her own flesh against Toni's as she could. Toni's cool skin felt nice to Raziel and cooled her off. And the heat from Raziel's body might help Toni.

Cradling Toni in her arms, Raziel fell asleep. She dreamed. For the first time in years she dreamt. A man with black eyes and a large frame stopped her in the hallway, as she entered her apartment. He shoved her inside and threw her to the floor. She tried to fight him off. She had the strength of several mortal men, but this one held her securely as he raped her and then slit her throat. Her vision dissipated with the last image seen being that of her own heart torn from her chest and held in the hands of her attacker. It was rare for her to dream. She would awake knowing that she had dreamt. She would remember a man with dark eyes. A large man. She would recall him stopping her in the hall. But the rest would be an uncomfortable blur and soon be forgotten.

Raziel heard screaming. That is what woke her up. A loud, thrashing sound and shuddering screams. They were coming from this very room. She forced her weary eyes open. Beneath her lay Raziel, still deeply asleep. Beneath her? She saw where she was. Raziel was between Toni's legs and her body undulated against her. Her clitoris was throbbing and her legs were burning. Her breasts bounced as she thrust her hips against Toni. Toni's breasts shook softly back and forth with the incessant motion between her legs. And the scream. Raziel realized it was of her own voice, as an orgasm came upon her in a surprising wave of ecstasy.

Raziel had awakened in the morning a few times before to the happiness of reeling from a wet dream. But this was incredible. The physical stimulation of her body hard and clawing for satisfaction. Experiencing an unexpected sexual climax. It tripped her mind over its own thoughts and she forgot, momentarily, who the girl beneath her was and what she was doing atop her. She gathered herself and slid to the side of Toni. She stared at her face and closed eyes. Her great breasts and flat stomach. She tried not to think of what had just happened. How she had come to be on top of Toni and how she had achieved such wonderful orgasm. In a way, it frightened her too much to think about. Losing control again, she thought. She was losing control again.

"What are you doing to me?" She whispered to Toni. Why did she suddenly care so much for someone? And why was she unable to control her desires for this girl? Why? She wasn't a human any longer. She was nasferatu. She was unto herself all she desired and needed. The necessity of another soul was only for her feeding. But Toni... Toni, she needed.
Raziel shivered and a tiny aftershock flew down her spine while another warmed her belly. She prayed that Toni would be well, to a god that she knew was not there. Then she fell asleep again. Her body was so tired. Her mind was loose. Even having fed half a day before, she was not strong. She was not energized and healthy.

That disparate feeling continued over the next few days. Raziel slept. When she would awake, she could hardly make it into the kitchen to eat, or to get a glass of water. Every movement was laborious. She would always return to Toni's side and hold her arms around her. Only then could she sleep. And only in sleep could she tolerate the reeling jumbled senses of her mind.
She knew that she was losing weight. She was dehydrated from her inability and unwillingness to continue her trips into the kitchen for water. Even the bathroom next to the bedroom, to cup her hands beneath the water of the faucet and sip from them became too painful and draining.

So she slept on. Nightmares filled her sleep. Years without dreams seemed to suddenly compensate her with the most vivid and frightening, illogical images and surreal scenes. More than a week passed. Raziel awoke once again. Her body was no longer cold the way it always had been and it was not boiling as the temperature in the room had caused her to feel for these many days. She felt flushed. She felt a stirring inside of her body that she welcomed.
She opened her eyes and the feeling grew more intense. Between her legs Toni lay flat on her stomach, fingers parting Raziel's lips and her tongue caressing her clit. Raziel opened her mouth to speak, but Toni's talented tongue only permitted a weak gasp and a sigh to come from Raziel. She squeezed her legs around Toni's face, gently and enjoyed the soft feminine expertise.

The tongue danced and skated over the soft flesh of her labia and pressed itself against her clitoris, stroking the hood that covered it. The tongue came down and was thrust into her vagina. Only now did Raziel contemplate the surprising length and dexterity of Toni's tongue. Her body convulsed and she involuntarily shook, writhing beneath Toni and bucking her hips.
Toni pulled her body from between Raziel's legs and came up to kiss her lips once. Raziel moaned and tried to speak. Her mind was still in a fog that cradled her thought. She knew what she wanted to say, but her body insisted on extracting as much pleasure from its recent violent as it could.
Toni spoke, "I've heard that most comatose men wake up in the hospital with an erection. I always wondered if women awoke sexually aroused, too."

Raziel moved her lips, but she still could not make sense enough to push the words out.
Toni continued, "I can say without a doubt that they do. At first, I couldn't move. I could only see. I couldn't even feel anything for awhile. I was scared, too, but I did not want to wake you. I knew that you had been caring for me. When my body gained its senses, I could feel my nipples. They were so hard. I felt like a soft breeze of freezing winter air had just cascaded over my skin. And when I looked at you... Saw you sleeping beside me... God, I didn't want to wake you but I was... In need of you."
Raziel smiled, "You're turning me on... Unless you suddenly have a huge reserve of energy, you should stop talking like that." She winked.

"I'm sorry," she feigned an apologetic little girl pout, "Like I said, I couldn't control myself. I had to have you. Asleep or awake." She grinned.
"Desire and control are difficult and dangerous to manage," Raziel said. Only after the words came out did she realize how true they were.
"Fuck me," Toni whispered, kissing Raziel again. She traced her index finger from Raziel's cheek, along her chin, down her neck, slowly between her breasts, and down her stomach. Raziel's eyes closed and she bit her lip.

Raziel whispered, "Say that word again."
"Fuck."
Raziel shivered. Fuck sounded like the chorus of a heavenly hymn from Toni's lips. "I'm glad that you're well, Toni. You don't have any idea how badly I felt the entire time that you were out. I lo--"
"I know you feel bad about it. I know..." Toni leaned over to kiss her again. Raziel moved away for a moment, to an obviously agitated Toni.
"Wait a minute," Raziel said. "I need to tell you something. And I know you're going to hate me or want to kill me. I... I wish I could do something about it, because I-- really like you. But I owe you the truth.""Alright," Toni said, retreating from her sexual dominance.

"Do you know why you were out for so long? It was my fault. I..." Raziel took a breath and swallowed before attempting to continue. She touched her hand to the still visible bite mark on Toni's neck. Toni caught Raziel's hand and pressed her own over it, letting Raziel's palm lie flat over the wound.
"It's alright, Raziel. I know what you are."
Raziel's eyes gave away her surprise. "What?"
"I know what you did to me... What I am. I understand. It's really weird and I don't know the consequences, but I'm okay with it. You aren't as sublime and happy as you let on, Raziel. I know your troubles and I know you..."

"But... How?"
"I don't know. I do. Just trust me: I know what has happened and I don't hate you for it. My life isn't worth-- wasn't worth living the way I was before. I wasn't who I wanted to be. You could have done nothing to make things worse, even if you killed me."
"I'm so sorry," Raziel whispered again. Toni fell to embrace her.
"Stop. I told you not to be sorry. I've been awake for awhile. I had a chance to think while you slept. I need to figure some things out. I need to get my mind straight. But I do know what I want right now..."

Raziel looked at her, curious.
"Fuck..." Toni whispered, kissing the full lips of her Sire. She felt the soft rhythm of Raziel's gyrating body below. Her clit rubbed against hers. Her skin melted against Raziel's.
Raziel's hands reached for Toni's and clasped them. She turned her arms upward, resting on their elbows; offering support for Toni as she gave herself to Raziel again. Soft folds of skin titillated the soft lower lips of the other. Their moisture mixed. The insides of Raziel's thighs lit fires against the friction of rubbing against the outsides of Toni's thighs. They thrust their hips toward one another, reaching for orgasm. Reaching for the satisfaction that one could provide the other.

Their eyes met and locked. Bodies shook and breasts bounced. Breaths came short. Sighs came readily.
Toni took her right hand from Raziel's left hand, resting much of her weight on her other. Toni drew her hand quickly across her own breast and Raziel's face showed a brief confusion when Toni removed her hand to reveal a thin, deep slice beneath her right aureole. Blood spilled from it. Toni leaned forward and offered the breast to Raziel's willing lips.
Toni felt Raziel's warm tongue lapping at the blood and drinking it from the vein in her breast. It felt beautiful and right. Her entire upper body wanted to float and felt weightless. She felt her pussy contract and her stomach convulse. She was coming and she released her inhibitions, screaming loudly and pulling Raziel's hair tightly to one side. Her toes curled and her eyes clenched tightly.
Against the blackness of her eyelids, Toni saw a man of large build. He removed his glasses to reveal the blackest eyes she had ever seen...A month had passed since Raziel and Toni met.

A month since Toni had been bitten and brought into the life of the undead. Toni had come to view Raziel as a mentor, mother, and lover. In turn, Raziel regarded Toni as her savior. An angel sent to rejuvinate her heart and soul and lust for living.
The night became theirs. It was the cloak that shrouded them as they made love, talked, danced and entangled themselves in each other's web.

But when morning came, and sleep drew them in, Toni was tortured by nightmares. Raziel slept well, but worried greatly for her lover. She would cradle her in her arms and assure Toni that all was right. But the fear and sickness in her eyes frightened Raziel. She would speak to Toni almost daily about the nightmares. Asking questions. Digging for a way to resolve the pain she saw her in. But her questions were dodged. She knew when Toni was lying, but did not press her on that aspect. Still wondered why Toni would hide anything from her.

Raziel looked up as Toni entered the room and drew the drapes closed, forcing the rising sun from the apartment.
"Hello, angel," Raziel said.
Toni came to the bed. She kissed Raziel. "Hello, yourself."
Toni started to pull away, but Raziel's arms wrapped around her back and stopped her. Raziel pulled her down until Toni came to a straddling position above her.
"Stop fidgeting with the curtains and doors and come to bed," Raziel said. She didn't have to repeat herself. Toni turned out the lights and it was nearly dark inside. Raziel reached between Toni's legs and slid her middle finger into her pussy, up to the knuckle.

Toni squirmed and fell to her side, willing Raziel to do with her as she wished. She withdrew the finger and put it to her mouth. Licking it first, then drawing it into her mouth, pursing her lips around the finger. "You taste like peaches..."
Toni slipped her index finger into her own pussy and pulled it out, glistening and shining in the faint light. She pressed it to Raziel's lips and watched as it was happily taken in to her mouth.
"I know that you know what this feels like, Toni... When you want to crawl inside of the other's body and fuck them from the inside. Wishing you could experience the sensations they feel as you are causing them..."

Toni nodded, breathlessly whispering agreement.
Raziel pushed Toni onto her back and put her palm against her pelvic bone, letting her fingers cascade down to her vagina. She lightly brushed her middle finger against Toni's clitoris and watched a wave come over her, causing her to shiver. She put more pressure on her clit and began a consistent circular motion, rubbing her clitoris around and around, letting the friction of Toni's own body rubbing against her clit induce an orgasm. The motions sped up and her hand was beginning to be visible only as a blur of pale white. Toni shuddered and her hands quickly grabbed Raziel's, holding it against her pussy, and guiding her fingers into Toni. She held Raziel's hand still and humped her hips upward, onto the long, artistic digits.

Toni closed her eyes and came. Against the blackness of her eyelids, she saw a tall man with ivory skin and dark, brooding eyes. She was vaguely aware of the image. Her interest and body were occupied by the fire in her belly.
"Don't stop, Razzie-- God don't you dare stop!" She cried.
And Raziel didn't. She continued her ministrations. She eased a second and a third finger in. A fourth was soon to join them when Toni's hand coaxed them eagerly to enter her body. She was panting and her body undulated like a raft in the torrid sea. Sweat began to cover her forehead and her chest. Her thighs were an excited pink and her labia were full and voluptuous.

Another image painted itself on the backs of Toni's eyelids. She was slightly more aware of this one, but her brain, consumed in the moment of ecstasy discarded it. A woman lay on the floor by the man's feet, a line of blood about her neck.
"More," Toni whispered, "More Razzie, I want you inside of me."
"No, child-- I'll hurt you. I don't want it to hurt, sweet," Raziel argued.
"I don't care. Let it hurt. Please, Raziel. God, I want you inside of my body. Yourself, you said you wanted such."

"But," she protested.
"Just put that fucking hand in me. Don't worry about me... Please... Just do it quickly and it won't hurt..."
Raziel gathered herself and knelt on her hands. She took hold of her wrist with her other hand and forced her entire right hand into Toni's pussy. Her body resisted at first and it took much strength to enter. But she was in, to her wrist now and it caused only one long guttural scream from Toni.
Raziel was shocked at what she was doing. There was something sensual about having her fist inside of this warm body. It made her feel connected and she was, for awhile, a part of Toni. It was spectacular.

"Does this feel well, Toni?" She asked, hoping that she had indeed found enjoyment in this, as it was she that had insisted.
Toni said nothing. She clenched her teeth and breathed heavily like a woman in labor. She was sweating and shaking. Her eyes were tightly shut. Her cunt was begging to be relieved of the mass inside of her. Her skin quaked. Raziel's hand began to twist in semi-circular motions. This sent Toni over the edge and her body entered the most intense orgasm she could recall.

She screamed, loud enough to hurt Raziel's ears. She wanted the hand out of her, but she desired to have it within her, too. It was beginning to overwhelm her and she could no longer accept the stimulation and the intriguing, odd sense of pain inside of her, swelling throughout her lower body, belly, breasts...
The image reappeared against her eyelids. It was Raziel at the floor. Punctured neck with a streak of blood. Another streak of the blood was faintly visible on the dark shoes of the black-eyed man above her. Toni passed out.
~Part three to be posted in a few days..Enjoy..~Grins~

~*~ Succubus Nights ~*~

"The fall of an angel appears to have taken place,Yet she bleeds, she breathes,She walks, she talksThough she is no longer human.At the twilight she awakens,The darkness hides her smooth pale skin,Her mesmerizing eyes,Her charasmatic smile,The sensuality of her feminine form.She gives us what we most desire,The erotica, the exotica.A passion far more powerful then the intimacy of sex occurs.Then she casts the shadow of death upon us;For a vampire has been born."

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Raziel watched intently as the young girls on the stage swung themselves about brass poles. Their bodies undulated to the rhythm of the music beneath the bluish-purple wash of the lights. It was a Wednesday night and there were relatively few patrons in the club.
"Hey, Razzie!" Eddie yelled from behind the bar. His voice could barely be heard over the pounding of techno bass-riffs. "Hey, Razzie! You want another Noose?"
"No, thanks," she yelled back. She hadn't quite finished the one she had and didn't think she would be around long enough to drink another. Besides, her attention was elsewhere. The young bodies on the stage. Three of them and all as beautiful as the other.

They looked eighteen or nineteen, with the exception of the taller brunette in the center. She looked as young as the other's, but something in her eyes set her apart. Her soul was an ancient one, but she had a young heart. Raziel thought she looked like she had spent her life searching for something. She didn't know what. Neither did the young girl, she would bet.
As the brunette wrapped her long legs around the pole, Raziel got up from her stool and walked across the floor. There were two tables directly in front of the stage. She sat in the one nearer the object of her interest. The girl wore a leather g-string with a matching top. Her hands slid down her own body, caressing her hips and thighs. She pressed her hand against her crotch and spiraled to the ground around the pole. She wound up nearly flat on her back with one hand grasping the pole as her hips rose and her hands grasped her crotch repeatedly. She flung her head back imitating an orgasm.

Raziel caught the girl's eye and gave her a wink. As the girl's white-gloved hand slid beneath her g-string, she kept her eyes fixed on her captivating admirer. Raziel plucked the cherry from her drink and sensually drew it into her mouth. The girl on stage was watching intently and pulled her glove off with her teeth. She returned her hand to her crotch. When she brought it back to her face, the blue and purple lights reflected off her wet finger. She slid it into her mouth and issued a pleased smile. She danced back to her feet and swiveled her hips as she spun around the pole again. She rubbed herself against the pole as if it were going to come alive. Raziel felt herself getting wet beneath the black mini-skirt that she wore. She waited until she was sure that the young woman was watching again and slid her left hand discreetly between her black-nylon clad thighs.

She pushed her panties to the side and entered herself. It felt nice but did nothing to relieve herself of the desire this night was bringing. Raziel removed her hand and put her legs together. Her hand slid into her mouth and came out clean. The brunette nearly fell off the stage. The wheels set in motion, Raziel stood up and walked away, making a point not to look back.
"Eddie!" she yelled, returning to the bar.
"Yeah, Razzie?"
"That new girl -- What is her name?"
"Jesus Christ, Razzie! Again? Why can't you leave my gal's alone, huh? You always fall for them and they never dance here again!"
"Just tell me her name, stud," she said sarcastically."Toni. Her name's Toni. Listen, why can't you just go after guys? You're a great lookin' dame. Hell, go after women for all I care! Just go after women who _don't_ dance for _me_!"
"Eddie?" She cooed. He stopped wiping the counter and looked up at her.
"Yeah?" He said. He was a little pissed off, but he knew what to expect of her. Just venting his anger wouldn't kill her.

Raziel gave him a warm kiss. It was friendlier than most, but it wasn't a kiss she would give to a lover.
"You know you love me," she snickered, "so why can't you just let me have a little fun occasionally with your girls?"
Raziel watched intently as the young girls on the stage swung themselves about brass poles. Their bodies undulated to the rhythm of the music beneath the bluish-purple wash of the lights. It was a Wednesday night and there were relatively few patrons in the club.
"Hey, Razzie!" Eddie yelled from behind the bar. His voice could barely be heard over the pounding of techno bass-riffs. "Hey, Razzie! You want another Noose?"
"No, thanks," she yelled back. She hadn't quite finished the one she had and didn't think she would be around long enough to drink another. Besides, her attention was elsewhere.

The young bodies on the stage. Three of them and all as beautiful as the other. They looked eighteen or nineteen, with the exception of the taller brunette in the center. She looked as young as the other's, but something in her eyes set her apart. Her soul was an ancient one, but she had a young heart. Raziel thought she looked like she had spent her life searching for something. She didn't know what. Neither did the young girl, she would bet.
As the brunette wrapped her long legs around the pole, Raziel got up from her stool and walked across the floor. There were two tables directly in front of the stage. She sat in the one nearer the object of her interest. The girl wore a leather g-string with a matching top. Her hands slid down her own body, caressing her hips and thighs.

She pressed her hand against her crotch and spiraled to the ground around the pole. She wound up nearly flat on her back with one hand grasping the pole as her hips rose and her hands grasped her crotch repeatedly. She flung her head back imitating an orgasm.
Raziel caught the girl's eye and gave her a wink. As the girl's white-gloved hand slid beneath her g-string, she kept her eyes fixed on her captivating admirer. Raziel plucked the cherry from her drink and sensually drew it into her mouth. The girl on stage was watching intently and pulled her glove off with her teeth. She returned her hand to her crotch. When she brought it back to her face, the blue and purple lights reflected off her wet finger. She slid it into her mouth and issued a pleased smile. She danced back to her feet and swiveled her hips as she spun around the pole again. She rubbed herself against the pole as if it were going to come alive.

Raziel felt herself getting wet beneath the black mini-skirt that she wore. She waited until she was sure that the young woman was watching again and slid her left hand discreetly between her black-nylon clad thighs. She pushed her panties to the side and entered herself. It felt nice but did nothing to relieve herself of the desire this night was bringing. Raziel removed her hand and put her legs together. Her hand slid into her mouth and came out clean. The brunette nearly fell off the stage. The wheels set in motion, Raziel stood up and walked away, making a point not to look back.

"Eddie!" she yelled, returning to the bar.
"Yeah, Razzie?"
"That new girl -- What is her name?"
"Jesus Christ, Razzie! Again? Why can't you leave my gal's alone, huh? You always fall for them and they never dance here again!"
"Just tell me her name, stud," she said sarcastically."Toni. Her name's Toni. Listen, why can't you just go after guys? You're a great lookin' dame. Hell, go after women for all I care! Just go after women who _don't_ dance for _me_!"
"Eddie?" She cooed. He stopped wiping the counter and looked up at her.
"Yeah?" He said. He was a little pissed off, but he knew what to expect of her. Just venting his anger wouldn't kill her.

Raziel gave him a warm kiss. It was friendlier than most, but it wasn't a kiss she would give to a lover.
"You know you love me," she snickered, "so why can't you just let me have a little fun occasionally with your girls?"

She was right. The truth was, he did love her. At least, as much as he could love any woman since Sylvia left him -- the bitch. If nothing else, he certainly wouldn't deny a nice fuck if she asked him for it. Unfortunately, she never had. And she probably never would. She only went after the most attractive women and never gave a guy so much as the time of day unless he was a Greek God.

"Yeah, ok. I'll hook you up. I'll hook you up. Although it looks like you've already done everything except give her your phone number. Jesus H. Christ woman."
"Just tell her that I want to talk to her. I'll be in the booth in the back." She didn't need to tell him which one. She routinely sat in the back corner of the club, drinking Noose's, watching the crowd, watching the dancers and touching herself.
Toni had just finished taking a shower when Eddie had walked in on her. The pig didn't even have the decency to knock first. She forgave him however, when he told her that the woman she had been flirting with wanted to see her.

She had only been intimate with a woman once in her life and that was with a fellow dancer at the Gold Finger. She occasionally thought about other women, though. If only she knew how to be bold enough with the same sex. She could never ask a woman out. She couldn't even flirt without becoming self-conscious. But that woman out there tonight. She had opened the gates first. She had made the first move and that made everything seem so much easier. And now she might have an opportunity that couldn't be passed up.

After she gathered her things and found a sexy knee length skirt and a frilly blouse to wear, she went to the back of the bar and introduced herself to her admirer. The woman was gorgeous. Even more so than she had appeared from the stage. Her short black hair and red fingernails and lipstick looked so elegant against her pale white skin. Her lips shined as she licked them and her breasts fought to free themselves from the confines of her turtleneck.
Toni sat across from the woman and felt the piercing gaze of her blue eyes.

"Toni," she said. Her voice fueled Toni's fire. It was low and sensuous with a crystalline quality. "My name's Raziel. You put on quite a show up there. You're good. Very good."
"Thanks," Toni smiled nervously, "it's easy when you have a lot of inspiration from the audience. You put on quite a show yourself. I envied that cherry."
"I envied that hand." Raziel took another drink.
Toni found herself at a loss for words. She wanted to reply. She knew what she wanted to say, but she couldn't bring herself to utter more than nonsense. Great first impression, she thought, trip over your own tongue.

"Why don't you sit next to me?" Raziel said. She motioned for Toni to move.
Toni immediately felt a warm glow wash over her body as the excitement of being so close to something so beautiful enveloped her. But she wasn't warm. As a matter of fact, she felt her skin grow noticeably cold the instant she brushed her thigh against the woman. It was odd, but not so much so that she couldn't gain the sense to take advantage of her circumstances. Toni put her hand on the woman's knee. Her skin there was cold as well. Not freezing, but certainly below normal. Something about it gave her goose bumps and made her thighs wet. The woman had soft skin.

The woman watched Toni's hand closely as it made its way between her legs. She sat very still and finally closed her eyes. Raziel bit her lip as Toni's fingers bumped lightly against the mound beneath her panties. Suddenly, the woman came alive. She put her hand behind Toni's neck and kissed her lips. It was a light kiss at first but became hard and forceful, reminding her of one of the boyfriends she once dated. But as the woman's tongue entered her mouth, the feminine qualities made themselves evident. She caressed places inside her mouth that made her heart skip multiple beats.

Toni had slid her fingers beneath the panties and pressed her middle finger against Raziel's warm lips. They parted slowly and beckoned for her finger to enter. It did and it sent a wave of human electricity to her spine.
She grabbed Toni's hand by the wrist and stopped her.
"Let's go somewhere private."
"Ok," Toni breathed. She really didn't care about privacy right now. She would have been content to strip and lay her body on the table for this woman.

"My place," Raziel said, taking her new friend by the hand and leading her to the car.
Raziel punched a code into the electronic lock on her apartment door. It beeped and she escorted Toni inside. She watched Toni's eyes light up in awe. The apartment was dark with a lot of shades of black and deep reds, but it was the most comfortable looking place on earth. The sofa was oversized. Several beanbags lay in a pile on the floor. And she could peer into the bedroom from here to see an extremely large bed with huge pillows and a beautiful down comforter. The carpet was plush and felt good after they took their shoes off. It ran through her toes like warm grass.

"It's beautiful," she said.
"Thank you," said Raziel, "Would you like something to drink?"
"Yes, please," Toni glanced nervously at Raziel and then at the floor. She was a little anxious about the situation. She was attracted to this strange woman. She would happily lie down for this girl in the middle of the floor right now, but she was too nervous to initiate anything herself. Perhaps if she was older, but this woman was probably a decade older than she was. Maybe thirty-two, although by looks alone one would think she was in her early twenties.

Raziel went into the kitchen and opened a bottle of red wine. Toni watched as the impossibly beautiful brunette stood beneath the track lighting, pouring two long-stem glasses. Her hair was thick and the darkest black you could imagine. The gentle light above her covered her with a fuzzy halo. Somehow this woman seemed out of place beneath such a symbol. She gave the appearance of a rebel. A woman, who didn't accept the rules of society, but didn't overtly challenge them. A woman, who did what she wanted, but did it discreetly.

Toni sat on the sofa, curling one foot beneath her. Raziel came up behind her and stroked her hair lightly before handing over one of the glasses of wine. Raziel sat next to her and sipped from the glass. Toni's hand was shaking and she spilled several drops of wine onto her blouse.
"Oh, God, I'm so clumsy!" She said, putting the drink down and swiping at her blouse with a tissue. "I guess I'm a little nervous."
"You don't need to be," Raziel comforted her, "Here, why don't you let me help you with that?"

She scooted closer and unclasped the top button of her blouse. The second and third soon followed as their eyes met. Toni put her hands on Raziel's wrists. Such smooth skin. It made her shake even more. She felt like an insecure fifteen-year-old again.
"Yes, help me," Toni said, kissing her soft lips. Raziel paused for a moment. She felt like she was on fire. She was always so cold. She always hungered for someone to keep her warm, but it was never more than a selfish need. Something about this young girl excited her. It wasn't just the heat of her luscious body, but the spark in her eye.

She was captured electricity waiting for someone to ground herself to. For the first time in ages, she felt the urge to shred this sweet girls clothing off of her and give herself completely to her. She had rarely been unable to keep absolute control. She was always the one to manipulate the situation and remain calm as she worked her lover into frenzy. That frenzy would feed her for hours or even days. But she felt herself losing control in that one moment of hesitation.

The buttons of Toni's blouse flew several feet as Raziel ripped it open, revealing the soft flesh beneath. Toni reclined against the arm of the sofa, pulling Raziel to her breasts. Raziel drew one protruding nipple into her mouth and worked at it gently.
Raziel felt Toni's knee rubbing carefully, back and forth, between her legs. Her kneecap pressed against her mons without too much pressure. The lips of her pussy rubbed against each other, making her wetness drip through her panties. A wet spot developed on Toni's panty hose.

Raziel pursed her lips around the start of the nipple, against Toni's breast. Her tongue drew long vertical lines across the tip. Toni's chest rose and dropped with a heavy sigh. Raziel released the beauty's nipple and kissed her way toward her shoulders. The sighs increased. The breathing intensified. Raziel heard the fierce beating of the woman's heart in her own ears. It pounded a primal rhythm much like the song that she had danced to earlier in the evening. The beat encouraged Raziel to kiss Toni's throat and her neck. Every kiss landing with the force of a feather but the effect of a jackhammer. Raziel opened her mouth, her incisors grew longer. Her lips moistened. Toni's knee still moved from side to side and brushed Raziel's pussy. She stopped moving her knee and pressed it a little harder into Raziel's crotch.

Raziel sighed. Her breath shuddered. Her body trembled and she felt as if her soul were being sucked from every pore of her skin. The endings of nerves she never realized lay within her body burned and her loins shook with electricity. Her body contracted and her vagina tightened on itself.

Raziel tried to force her incisors back into her jaw. She fought for them to recede. The excitement was so great, but she wanted so much to control herself. In her mind, she focussed on the control. The molecules in her body slowing and relaxing. Her body and mind pushing for control.
But her instincts overpowered her and the sharp sting of Raziel's teeth soon shocked Toni and caused her to gasp. She tried to scream, but the hand between her thighs mixed her feelings and her body was confused. Toni sighed and let an extremely loud moan rattle Raziel's head. Toni first attempted to fight her off, but was overcome with a sense of complete satisfaction and tranquility. She pulled Raziel's head close and let the blood in her veins flow over the lapping tongue and pursed lips of her lover.

Raziel snaked her hand inside Toni's panties and pressed a finger into her vagina. It was like an entranced snake maneuvering inside of the silky lining of the young pussy. Raziel continued to feed. Toni sank further into a hypnotic meshing of heartbeats. Toni's body swam in a river of endorphins and she was coming.
Toni lost consciousness, or at least all ability to recollect what was transpiring. Her body followed waves of sensual winds and her mind drifted away from reality.

Raziel knew when Toni had fallen into rapture when her breathing calmed and her movement nearly ceased. She continued to feast on the young flowing angel beneath her and the world passed away from her eyes. Life's fluid swam into her empty heart and she became drunk. When her body had taken its fill, she passed out and lay upon Toni's chest.
Raziel awoke with a searing flame enveloping her skull. She attempted to gain her faculties and turned to the cool body beside her. The girl looked familiar. Her beautiful skin and gentle, ancient eyes. Two close wounds were circled by stains of blood on the young things neck.

Raziel strained for a moment to recall her situation. Her heart sank. She had lost control. She had given into her need for the girls letting. It had been almost painless for her, but when she regained consciousness, Raziel knew that she would suffer an agonizing recovery. She felt guilty for losing herself and her ability to refrain from abusing the girl.
Raziel stood up, slowly. She found her equilibrium and stumbled into the shower. The turned pulled the plastic curtain closed and turned on the flow of water. The hot water showered her body and the bathroom filled thick with steam. It penetrated her nostrils and encouraged her skin to clear. She soaped her body and caressed herself with a washcloth. She felt clean and her mind lost some of it's tangled cobwebs. After the shower, she dried off and wrapped herself in a soft bathrobe.

After situating herself, Raziel picked Toni's body up and moved the sleeping girl to the bedroom, allowing her to take over the bed. She removed her clothes, taking liberty to let her hands and fingers explore the smoothness of her soft skin. Toni's body felt so cold. Much like Raziel often felt.
She pulled the blankets and comforters over the sleeping girl, up to her shoulders. What she needed was heat, to relieve some of the pain and quicken the process of her body's regeneration. Raziel turned up the thermostat in the apartment.

Satisfied that her young friend was as comfortable as she could be in the present situation, Raziel prepared to leave for the morning, before the sun rose. She left a note on the nightstand for Toni, incase she happened to regain consciousness: I'm sorry for this. You will be all right. I will see to it. I must leave to speak with an old friend. I will return soon.
She locked the apartment behind her......{ To be continued...}

~ Come With Me ~

~Come with me…
Take my hand and follow me. Creep with me down the dark hall. I lead you to the door. It creaks open as I push gently.
Follow me into the room….

The golden glow of candlelight kisses our faces and enlightens our eyes. The scent of roses invades our nostrils. The bed is made and adorned with rose petals. Reds, pinks, yellows… splash the crisp white comforter. So gentle. So soft. So inviting.
Take your hands and run them over my clothed body.
Now work your fingers and release me of such bondage. Lift my shirt over my head. Unbutton my pants and allow your hands to trail my legs as you let them slide to the floor.

Get on your knees before me.
Trace the contours of my body with your fingertips. Press your lips against my tender spots. Let me feel your breath thru the fabric of my panties. Remove them… ever so slowly… run your lips down my legs.
Come back to me. Lay your hands on my breasts. Hold them. Caress them. Run my nipples gently through your fingertips. Send little shocks down to my pussy.

Kiss me… I mean … REALLY kiss me. Press you lips hard against mine. Lose yourself in me. Shove your tongue inside my mouth. Let me taste you. Let me play with you. I want you. Can you feel it in the way I kiss you back? That’s it. No need to worry. Settle yourself into the kiss. Feel my passion and desire for you.
Move me….

To the bed. Take your clothes off. Come sit beside me as I lay here. Show me how much you desire me. Watch the candlelight as it dances off my skin. I see you looking at the oil. Take it. Lather your hands in the oil…. now touch me. Yes… run your oiled hands all over my body. Run your hands down my back and my neck. Let me feel them on my buttocks. Give them a squeeze. Work that oil into my skin. Down my legs. Massage my calves.

Now turn me over…
I can feel the petals sticking to my oiled back. Here I am for you. My breasts and pussy are yours. Oil up your hands and run them over my breasts. Listen to me moan. My breath quickens. Can you feel that? The heat of desire I have for you? You can feel it as you run your hands lower. Massage my legs but come back to my pussy. That’s it.

You feel it now don’t you? I open my legs slightly. Slip you fingers within my folds. I moan again. Work your fingers around my pussy. Caress her. Make her feel desired and loved. Do you want her? Do you want me?
Take a petal…
And place it on my body. The oil makes it stick to me. Take another and place it anywhere you like. Adorn my body in color. Yellows. Pinks. Reds.

Flower my breasts. Lavish my tummy with gifts of beauty and scent. Adorn my pussy. Tease my lips with the petal. Let me smell it as it passes my lips. Let me feel it’s softness. Kiss my eyelids gently and place a petal over each closed lid.
I breath in your being. Settling into your presence. Come with me… let us see where the night takes us. Tonight I feel like a goddess. What would you have me do?~

~ Dreaming ~

~Last night I dreamed that you were with me.I could feel your heat as you lay between my legs, I could feel your breath against my neck as you made love to me. You were whispering my name as you fucked me.I felt your hands moving over my body, every place you touched responding with gooseflesh. I needed you to fuck me. I needed you take me to that place where nothing in the world exists except for us. Our bodies. Your mouth, my cunt. Your hands, my breasts. Your cock, my tongue.~

~In that place of not yet awake, I swear that you were as real to me as anything I have ever known. I could feel your hands on me and the memory stayed with me throughout the morning hours. As I went about the business of the day at hand I felt you near me. Right now, at the moment that I am writing this, I can still feel the wetness between my legs from the arousal of the night before. I will not shower. Not yet. I don't want to wash you away just yet.~

~I want this feeling to stay.~

~ Addictions ~

~I suppose I should go ahead and confess it. It’s the truth after all. I’m certain of it now. I know it without a doubt.

I’m addicted. I’m hooked. I’m captivated, perhaps even obsessed. I simply cannot stop thinking about his wonderful cock. Oh I love lots of things about him, just about everything in fact. He has strong, masculine features, great hair, a terrific smile and unbelievably sexy eyes. In fact, I think the eyes are what won me. Wow, I love those eyes. His hands are strong and his fingers drive me crazy. There’s not one thing I’d change about him, but even with all that I’m still most in love with his cock.

It beautiful really – unique and completely perfect all at the same time. I love the way it feels in my mouth, growing longer and thicker, the more I suck. While I could never get all of it in, I still find myself trying, sucking deeper and deeper, pushing the depths of my throat. I dream of sucking his beautiful cock, taking the time to appreciate it fully, licking and kissing and loving it.

The truth is, that I rarely spend enough time sucking it though, simply because I cannot wait to feel it buried deep inside my wet pussy. Oh how he fills me up. When he’s on top, that magnificent cock touches places that no one else has ever touched. He makes me so hot and so wet that I find myself begging him to never stop fucking me.

When I ride him it’s so intense that inevitably I end up cumming with such force and power that I soak him with my juices. He says he likes that and I certainly hope he’s telling the truth, because it is the most amazing feeling.

Then there are the times that he’s behind me, fucking me hard, slamming into me. It’s then that he bottoms completely out, the head of his cock stopped completely by the limits of my pussy. It is mind-blowing. This is what leaves me sore the next day and aching for even more of that wonderful cock.

I never want him to stop fucking me. I want his cock inside me forever. ~

~ * Face Down, Ass Up *~

~My cheek is pressed against the firm mattress, my back is arched, my ass is up. I can feel the cool air mixed with your warm breath fan across the quivering flesh of my pussy. Mmm, it's good, so good.~

~I feel your thumbs come up and spread my lips, exposing the soft, slippery goodness hidden underneath. The feel of your breath against my skin intensifies as you get closer, closer, closer. You lean in and slide your tongue over the soft flesh, from top to bottom, stopping to press it deep inside me before pulling out and moving down to press it against my clit.~

~I close my eyes and absorb the sensations as you begin to fuck me with your mouth, slowly at first and then faster, harder. Your teeth graze my flesh every time your tongue presses deep and the feeling is incredible.~

~I can't help myself, I push my hips back, pressing my pussy against your face as you continue to destroy me with lips, teeth and tongue.~

~I'm lost... lost in you, in the way you make me feel....Oh, the things you do to me......Exquisite.~

~A lovely way to start the day ~

~Mmm, my eyes are closed, my mind still foggy with sleep. I'm drifting in that surreal place between reality and dreams but I feel you. Your hands, soft as satin, gently running up my back, grazing lightly over my shoulder blades and back down again to flirt with my waist.
I feel the pulsing heat of your erection pressed tightly between us and I push back against it, moving up a bit so it slips between my legs.
You moan softly and the sound is like music to my ears.
"You awake?" You ask and your voice is still husky from sleep and god, you will never know what that gravelly sound does to me.
"Mmmm." Is the only answer I give you but it's enough.~

~Your hand tightens on my waist, your fingers are digging into my flesh and it feels so good. I clasp my thighs tighter together, squeezing your erection and you push your hips forward, sliding your cock between my closed thighs. I know you like that, I can hear it in your breathing.
"I need to be inside you. I can't wait."
I want that too. I'm already wet and ready for you. No foreplay is needed, just you, hot and hard inside of me. I reach down, slipping my hand between my legs to grasp your cock and guide you inside me.
You’re halfway in but you want more… you jerk your hips forward, burying yourself deep, deep inside. My inner muscles clamp down around you like a velvet fist, snuggling your cock and I feel you shudder as our moans of pleasure blend into one another.~

~You begin to thrust… slowly.
"Baby…"
Your breath flutters against my ear and I feel your hand slide up from my hip to cup my breast. You curve your fingers in to brush over my nipple, tentatively at first and then you begin methodically rolling it between your fingers. Oh God… you know how sensitive my nipples are. You know what it does to me when you touch them.
“Please…” I’m not above begging… not with you.
Your other hand is tightly fisted in my hair and the pressure on my scalp is exquisite. You tug - not hard - just enough to tell me that you know what I want.~

~I want to cum, I’m not selfless but right now it’s your pleasure that I’m aching for. I want you to cum. I need to feel you cum. I want to feel your lovely cock swell up inside me until bursts and you spill yourself, your cum bathing my insides in endless streams.
The hand in my hair flexes and I know, Oh, I know. You’re close… so very close to the edge. I want to push you over. I slip my hand between my legs again, reaching back to where we’re joined and let my fingers graze the underside of your cock every time you slide out of me.
“Fuck, that feels good.” Your voice is a growl now, the huskiness has been replaced by something a bit more primal.
Your thrusts are getting harder… deeper… faster…
“That’s it baby, cum for me.”~

~I know you’re about to spill, I can feel your cock swelling inside me so I move my fingers back up over my clit and press down. Fuck, it’s so sensitive, just the pressure of my finger is enough to have my walls convulsing around you as I crest.
“Oh God…” The hand on my breast flexes and you push in deep, your whole body freezing as you erupt inside me.
You drop your head forward to rest against my hair and try to even out your breathing. You’re still buried inside me and I love that, the intimacy of it.
“I love you.” It’s muffled against my skin but I hear you.
“I love you too.”
You snuggle in closer, lifting your head up to rest atop mine, basking in the magical afterglow of the love we’ve just shared with each other. We're both so content.~

~BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP
The alarm blares in intrusive intensity and the spell that entraps us is broken.
What a lovely way to wake up. It was beautiful but over all too fast. That damn alarm clock. We both got up and went through our regular morning routine before going off to our respective jobs. But we both knew that the memory of what we’d shared that morning would remain etched in our minds, carrying us through the day~

~ Under My Foot ~

~I love my stilettos. At first I was scared of them. The thought of dancing around the stage with them on frightened me. I had tried to wear a friend’s pair once and I felt like I was going to fall the whole time. I couldn’t wait to get them off and get into my flat shoes.A year later, I was finally forced to wear them. My new club had a strict rule when it came to dancer’s outfits and I had to wear them as part of the rules.~

~I went out before work the next day and bought my first pair. They were a white pair of knee high boots with a stiletto heel. I hated them. I couldn’t walk in them, let alone dance. I couldn’t stop falling in them for the first week.After a couple of weeks, I realized the boots weren’t matching my outfits anyway and so I had to go out and buy other pairs that did match. I bought two pairs of open toed stiletto heels; one white and one black.~

~These ones were more comfortable, but it wasn’t till I noticed my feet in the mirror on stage that I began to love them. My feet looked sexy in them. The lights on the stairs behind me made me think of a Broadway dancer in a Las Vegas show. I felt feminine in these heels and I never danced the same after that. My movements were sexy and graceful now, and my confidence was huge.~

~I bought more pairs after that, another pair of black ones with straps that tied up around my leg like a ballerina and a pair made of clear plastic. I love my heels and how they made me feel in them. I was taller and more dominate. I love it.The last pair of heels I bought was a pair of black knee high boots that laced up tight in the front. These were my favorite of all the heels I had bought up to this point. These heels reminded me of what a dominatrix would wear, and when I wore them, I felt a new power over men.~

~At this point I loved my heels but it was a customer who showed me how much fun I could really have in them. Taking me in the VIP for a dance, and the customer asked to worship my black heels. I was unsure at first, but agreed to it out of curiosity. He sat the whole time worshiping my heels, licking them up and down the laces. He sucked on the stiletto heel like it was a hard cock. He cleaned them with his tongue and massaged them with his hands. He asked me to step on his chest with my heels, to grind them into his nipples till he screamed out in pain. I did so willingly. I loved to watch him under my feet, to know that my heels brought him such pleasure.~

*** I Crave ***

~your fingers roam my body

touching my secret places so sweetly

I lie writhing

my fingers in my mouth

sucking

I have a yearning

to have you in my mouth

and deep inside me at the same time~

~I feel the pressure

as your tongue forces it's way inside me

I reach down

I use my fingers to open myself to your probing tongue

you pull me closer to you

you suck me into moaning ecstasy~

~then you are on me again

your tongue is in my mouth

sucking my tongue

your breathing is becoming more fevered

you move restless fingers across my belly

seeking dark sweet places

still wet from your mouth~

~I feel you

hard and throbbing against me

in desperation I take you in my hands

I lead you to my wetness

you sink slowly inside of me

I can feel every inch

you move in deeper~

~the slow rhythm of your thrusts

makes me arch my back

and beg for more

harder

the need becomes torture

I feel your thrusts quicken

going deeper as you drive into me

harder

deeper

faster

your mouth is on my mouth

your hands are wrapped in my hair

holding me down~

~your mouth is on my nipple

biting

sucking hard

hard enough to make me cry out

your breath is ragged as you plunge

deep inside of me

I answer your call

thrusting hips in the air to meet you

thousands of electric sparks go off deep inside

oh God... I can't stop

You slow down

feeling my clit pulsing

as I begin to cum

then you're thrusting again

deep

slow

hard~

~you slide your hands under my ass

and lift me

until you can't get any deeper

then you look into my eyes

your face beginning to contort

with the pain

power of your orgasm

I feel you explode into me

deep

hot

wet

you begin to slowly work yourself

in and out of me

letting go

gentle now

throbbing

I can feel your juice run

dripping

warm

your body relaxes

you lay your head on my shoulder

your breath hot on my neck

your finger plays with my nipple

your breathing slows to a relaxed rhythm

you've gone still inside me

I can feel you beginning to soften

No

please don't go to sleep

not yet

I want to keep you inside of me

just a little longer~

~ Obey ~

You want words to make you cum? Is that what you want? Is that your pleasure today? Then tell me... is your cock throbbin'? Is it rock hard? Do you feel that hot sensation in your balls? Hot molten churning cum aching for eruption. Tell me, are you ready for me? Can you handle me?

Look into my eyes. My voracious yet uncaring eyes. Tell me. Tell me what you see today? Do you see the burning? I am burning everything else out--habits, towns, lovers--because today I am ravenous and I want to burn you. I need to cram pleasure into a few minutes--a powerful concentration of destructive joy. I want to ram and be rammed today.
I stand before you wearing a black leather thong, black leather halter top, and crotch high black leather boots, wielding a long bullwhip in my hand. Feet spread shoulder length apart. My hands on my hips. I am filled with a mysterious fury.

I want you on your fucking knees in front of me. That's right. BOW! KNEEL! PRAY TO ME! WORSHIP ME! Charm me into considering your desires. I owe you NOTHING. NADA! NOT A FUCKIN' THING!
I am an evil woman...a cold hearted bitch. I am your MISTRESS. I am your BITCH-GODDESS. your DOMINATRIX. I am the ONE that can bring you pleasure like no other! I can out-think you. I can out-fuck you. There is NOTHING you can do that I can't do BETTER. I am a predator. You are my prey. Don't try to impress me, your pathetic attempts only make me laugh! Do NOT taunt me! Do NOT play with me! Do NOT beg for my mercy for I have none! My words are sacred to you. You must NEVER contemplate disobeying Me. NEVER! UNDERSTAND?

You think you know sex? You know shit. You want passion? Go somewhere else! I bring intensity to the table. If you can't handle it, then run and cower elsewhere!
You say you don't like it rough, yet your body betrays you. Your cock strains for release. Precum oozes from the head as you squat on your knees naked before me. There is no need for physical restraints, mentally you are mine. You will do as I say. You dare not disobey. You crave this too much. You have a HUNGER and I am here to FEED you. An ITCH for my long black fingernails to SCRATCH.

Boytoy mine, watch me sit back upon my throne and pleasure myself while you kneel between my legs. Look at the way my hands caress my body. Do you like it? One day maybe you will be allowed to touch me. HUSH! Listen to how wet I am when I slide my hands inside my leather thongs. Sooooooooo fuckin' wet. Do you hear it? Can you hear the wet sticky sounds my finger in my cunt is making? Do you like the way I smell? Can you smell me through my leather thongs? Here, let me help you. Let me bury your head in my cunt so you can smell it good. Breathe it in. Breathe your BITCH-GODDESS in. You like your nose being smashed against my leather panties? You do, don't you? You are getting extremely horny I see. Your cock looks as if it will burst. EXPLODE. I see it throbbing as the blood pulsates through it.

OKAY. This is what I want you to do. Lean back while on your knees in front of me while I remain in my chair. Now. Take your fuk-stick in your hand. Wrap your fingers around that fuckin' sex pole of yours. That rock hard cock of yours. Grip it tight. SQUEEZE. HOLD IT. Now with the other hand reach down and cup your balls. Hold them. Feel them. Pull them away from your body. Feel how fuckin' hot they are?

That's for me baby. It's mine today. I want it. I want it all. Now slide your hand slowly up and down the shaft of your cock. Stroke it. Slow baby. S L O W L Y up and down. That's right. That's good. That's what I like to see. Squeezing the juice out the peehole. Push it up. Watch it ooze out the head and run down the sides. Now smear it all across the head. Rub it around. Rub it all over the shaft. UP and DOWN. ALL AROUND. That's your lube. Your jerk juice.

NOW. Stroke it. HARDER. FASTER. Violently. Make your cock throb as I watch. Cup your other hand and hold it in front of your cock as you jerkoff. HARDER AND FASTER! STROKE IT! Hold your cupped hand still as you stroke. Bring your cock to a frothy finish in your other hand without spilling a drop.
F A S T E R! F A S T E R! That's right! THAT'S GOOD! Cum for me toy. CUM! CUM in your cupped hand. DON'T SPILL! DON'T SPILL. CAPTURE ALL THE JUICES. SQUEEZE every drop out of your cock now. ALL OF IT. THAT'S GOOD. SO GOOD. NOW... drink your jism shake from your hand chalice. Turn it up to your mouth and empty it. DRINK IT ALL. EVERY SINGLE DROP. GOOD! VERY GOOD!
Boytoy, you have pleased your BITCH-GODDESS today.
NOW... you are dismissed!
BE GONE!

~* What Do You Want? *~

~What do you want from me today, lover? I can see that you're already erect. I can see that you've been masturbating. Were you thinking of me? Perhaps it was the idea of us fucking. Or was it watching me with another girl? Maybe it was you with the other girl. Were you fucking her or were you down between her thighs licking her wet cunt? Your cock is so hard and swollen. I think maybe it was the combination of all of them.What will you have me do then, lover? You're already naked on our bed. Should I join you or would you rather just watch? Maybe I should slide out of my clothes for you. Would you like that?

Watch me then. Let your eyes follow my hands as I slide down the zipper on my jeans, slowly to tease you. My hands wrap around the waistband and I wriggle out of them. Is that better or do you want to see more? From the movements of your hand around your cock I suspect you'd like to see more. Watch me then as I undo each of the buttons on my shirt and open it for you. My lacy bra and panties do seem to excite you. Shall I remove them as well or would you rather do that?I'll leave them on for the time being then.

What shall I do with you, lover? What do you want? You could have it a couple of ways. Perhaps you'd like my lips around your cock first. Would you like that? To have my soft breasts pressed against your thighs as my hand slowly strokes your cock. To feel my warm breath against your cock as I admire you.

To feel my warm, wet tongue caress around the head of your cock as my hair gently brushes over your stomach and balls. Would you like that? Would you like to feel my mouth slowly engulf you. Feel the heat of my lips sliding down the length of your cock while my hand strokes you?

Maybe you'd like my other hand to fondle your balls. Maybe roll them in my hand and gently tug and squeeze them. Would that make you throb in my mouth? What if I swirled my tongue around you while you were deep in my mouth? Would you like that?

Maybe suck hard on you to draw out your pre-cum so I could taste it. Maybe I should move my hand down further, release your balls and slide it down to your ass. You'd be wet by then, wet from my saliva as I sucked on your cock. It wouldn't take much to massage your ass. I know you'd open your thighs for me. I know you'd want me to massage you until I could slide my finger inside. Does that make you groan? Does that make you hard?That's what I'd want, lover.

To make you hard. To make you groan my name. To make you weave your fingers through my hair as I sucked your cock and played with your ass.

But would that be enough for you? Would you want to cum then? Would you want to cum in my mouth or on my face. Perhaps you'd like me to sit up so you could cum on my breasts. Would you like that?

To see your cum dripping from my chin and down my breasts? Would that make you hard again and make you want to fuck me? Or would you rather I fucked you first and make you cum inside me instead?Do you want to fuck me?

Do you want to slide your hard, hot cock inside my dripping cunt? Would that make you want me more? Would that get you off? Would you want me to slide off my panties and toss them to the floor so you could see my naked cunt? I know you'd like that. I know you want to be inside me, to fuck me.

How would you want me? Should I tease you first and slide over you? Maybe I should rub my wet cunt against your cock and coat you with my juices first.

You'd feel how wet I was for you. Would you be able to hold back? Or would need me to slide my dripping cunt down over your cock and take you like that. I could fuck you like that, my thighs straddled over you, riding you, taking your hands into mine and pushing them over your head.

I could fuck you hard and force you to thrust your hips up into me. Would you want to cum like that?Or would you rather fuck me from behind?Would you like that?

To push me to my knees and fuck me from behind? Would you fuck my cunt or would you fuck my ass? Maybe you'd fuck both. First, my cunt to wet your cock so that you could fuck my ass. Would you want that? To feel your hard pulsing cock push slowly into my tight ass? To feel the hot flesh parting around your cock, so tight, squeezing around you. Would you want to feel that?

Would you want to grab onto my hips and thrust your cock deep inside my tight hole?

Would you lean over and kiss me or would you stay and thrust hard? Would you fuck me hard enough to feel your balls slapping against my cunt? Maybe you'd fuck both my ass and my cunt then. Your cock hard and deep in my ass, your fingers pumping in and out of my cunt.Could you hold out?

Or would you have to cum? Would you fuck me long and hard or do you need the release now?

Do you need to feel the pulsing trough your cock as your cum spurts deep inside my ass? Do you need to feel the rush of your orgasm as you fuck me? Or would you rather cum on me? Would you like to cover me with your cum? Perhaps shoot your hot cum over my back? Or would you rather pull out so I could catch your cum on my tongue? Maybe you'd like to fuck me longer? Could you last like that? With your erect cock sliding in and out of my ass as I pushed back against you, needing you deeper and harder?~~What is it that you want, lover?~

*~* Blow Job *~*

~Your dick is hard and ready. I stare at it for a moment because it looks so fucking gorgeous. I'm going to have my way with it tonight. Before the night is through this glorious piece of meat will be nearly dead. You lay on our bed. The contrast of your skin against the white satin sheets give you an almost saintly appearance. I smile. I'll bring out the devil in you tonight.~

~Slithering like a snake I bring my mouth to your huge almost glowing cock and touch the tip ever so slightly with my full lips. You flinch a little. I'm not much of a tease. I like to get down and dirty. I take you in my mouth and you are so fucking big that the tip of your dick slides way back into my throat. I suck you like a skilled porno star; starting slowly at first, swirling my tongue around and around your long shaft. Your hands get tangled in my hair as you push yourself deeper inside. The sound of you moaning is so sexy. I am so fucking turned on right now. I then let you take control, and as you hold my head you fuck my mouth. You thrust your cock in and out. In and out. Faster and faster. Deeper and wetter. I let you use my mouth as your surrogate pussy. I do everything you want just the way you want it because I know that soon you’ll be fucking me.~

~Abruptly I stop and your look of confusion turns to lust when you see what I’m about to do to you next. It just about blows your fucking mind. I lie down on the sheets and say, “Fuck my tits.” I watch as you bring that huge hard cock my way and place it between my welcoming tits. I press them against your cock and you fuck them. I’m so aroused, my pussy is dripping wet. I release your cock from the tight tit hold and you’re back in my mouth again. I'm full of you now, horny as hell and all I want to do is make you cum. I want to taste your desire for me. In and out. Faster and faster. Deeper and wetter. I fuck you with my wet hot mouth. I bite down with my teeth because I know how much you like that. My hands are massaging your balls in a steady rhythmic motion. Then, for the pièce de résistance, I stick one finger in your ass and you melt in my mouth.~

~Your cum glides down my throat and I swallow everything. I don’t stop sucking. I’m relentless with my tongue. I can’t stop because you taste so fucking good. With my finger still deep inside you I continue to lick and suck your engorged cock until you get hard again. I look up at you, lips slick with your cum and say, “Ready for round two?” ~

* * * Desire * * *

~I rub my hand along her back, her dark skin is smooth and glistening from the shower. We both look at you laying on the bed, your cock hard and ready from watching us shower. We shaved one another and made out under the warm spray. Soaping each other and giggling as we watched you watching us. Your eyes gleaming with anticipation.My hand continues to move along her body and I bend down to run my tongue along her nipple. I circle the dark line of her areola with my tongue before popping her nipple into my mouth and sucking. Her breasts are small and firm. I move my hands to her hips, then her ass and pull her closer, grinding my pussy against her pelvis as I suck. I hear her sigh and feel her start to relax under my hands.~

~I move to her mouth and kiss her deeply, my tongue circling and playing with hers. "Do you want to fuck her?" I ask as our eyes meet over her shoulder. You give me a look that says everything you cannot. You don't want to appear too eager for fear that it might hurt my feelings, but I can tell that you want her. I come to you then, kissing you and stroking your cock. She moves around, climbing on top of you and opening her pussy so you can watch her finger herself. You pull me towards you as she climbs onto your cock, now swollen and huge. "I want to taste you", you whisper to me. I straddle your face and you use your fingers to open me for your tongue. You begin to flick your tongue against my swollen, wet clit before sucking it, pulling moans from my lips with the friction. I can feel myself verging on climax already, but I try to hold back until you are ready to come too.~

~She slides your cock in slowly, her tight pussy muscles fighting the large invading phallus, she moves from side to side, squeezing up pre-cum to help lubricate herself. You are already moaning, pausing in mid-lingus, your tongue frozen inside of me as you lose yourself in the feeling of her pussy around your cock. She begins to ride you, fast, hard, ravenous from the fingering I gave her in the shower. Your cock is the perfect toy to finally satisfy her aching pussy and she goes at you like there is no one else in the room. She fucks you hard, pulling moans from you as I watch. My anticipation growing I rise and kiss her mouth. She answers back kissing me passionately as her body begins to shake with the power of her orgasm.~

~You're fucking me with your mouth and coming deep inside of her. Filling her up. I can feel the waves roll over me as I finally give into my own orgasm, filling your mouth with my wetness. My taste. I come for you, then, as she snuggles up on your left side I snuggle up on your right. She reaches over and takes my hand, holding it on top of your chest, she smiles at me and mouths the words 'I love you'.I am in Heaven to have been able to share with you the woman who brings me such happiness and joy. That we three are connected in this way.~