; ; A female apparition appeared before him. Her skin was toneless. Her ; hair was deepest black, cut severely to the shoulders. Her lips were a ; deep crimson, and gave an impression of wetness that was sexy and ; disturbing. But her eyes! When she turned to look at him, her eyes ; seized him. They had a slight almond slant to them, and seemed to be ; luminous, like a cat’s, except a cat reflects light and these ; seemed to burn from within. She smiled, slightly parting her lips, and ; her teeth were pure white. No coffee or nicotine here, he thought. He ; smiled back.
; ; "Hello, I’m David."
; ; "I am Elsbeth," and she held out her hand, which he eagerly took. It ; felt funny, and looking down he saw she was wearing shiny black gloves ; with the fingers exposed, and that her nails were long, carefully ; tapered, and blood red. He also noticed that her fingers were ; extremely cool, almost cold, against his, but instead of being ; unpleasant he found this thrilling. He saw that the gloves extended up ; her arms and something in the way the skin hung there told David that ; this was an older woman. He looked back at her face, and she was still ; smiling.
; ; "Do you like my hands?," she asked, in that silky soft voice; there ; was the trace of an accent, but he couldn’t place the country. "Or ; perhaps it is the gloves, yes?"
; ; In truth the gloves did excite him; something about gloves with ; exposed fingers always aroused him. The cashier in his local Korean ; wore that type of glove, and the mere sight of them could make him ; horny, though he had no desire for the cashier, who was thin and worn ; with work. But Elsbeth’s voice was also enticing him, like her ; perfume. He was getting hard just listening to her, and he normally ; didn’t like older women.
; ; "Oh, I didn’t mean to stare. Your nails are, just so, ahhh, ; unusual."
; ; "Rather long for a modern woman, yes? But maybe I’m not so ; modern. Don’t let my clothes fool you."
; ; He hadn’t really noticed her clothes. She was wearing leather pants ; and high-heeled shoes through which he could see her toenails, painted ; the same blood red as her hands. There was a bronze chain around her ; left ankle. Her top was a vest, also leather, which revealed the full ; swell of her mature breasts. He thought, sure, they look good in a bra ; but they’re probably sagging to her navel, but despite this ; unkindness he was getting even harder staring at them. She gave a soft ; laugh, and the sound of it thrilled him.
; ; "You American men!," and she leaned provocatively over, "You enjoy ; breasts most of all, yes? Even an old pair like mine." He started to ; protest but she only laughed again. "Oh, an older woman is not your ; usual type, yes?"
; ; He blushed, and as he blushed he was aware she still held his hand, in ; fact was delicately caressing his palm with her nails.
; ; "You’re incredibly beautiful," he whispered to her.
; ; "But you blush! Don’t be ashamed, you may look all you want. I very ; much desire such attention, not like these modern girls. You see, I am ; of an old old school." And again she laughed that laugh which thrilled ; him, a thrill that both aroused him and made him nervous. Looking at ; her mouth, he caught a glimpse of two long teeth.
; ; Oh, I get it, he thought.
; ; "Uhmm, Miss –."
; ; "Call me Elsbeth, please." Her fingers continued to play with his ; hand.
; ; "Elsbeth, are you into that vampire stuff?"
; ; She smiled wickedly.
; ; "Ahh, you know of such things?"
; ; "Well, not first hand, but it’s very popular now, isn’t it? I ; mean, around here, there’s a lot of goth chicks and such, and ; there’s a lot of people into fangs and blood rituals. Of course, ; I’ve only read about it or seen photographs."
; ; "Well, you might say I’m into that ‘vampire thing,’ but that ; doesn’t disturb you, does it?"
; ; "No." No indeed – it made her even sexier.
; ; "I didn’t think it would," she smiled, and looked down. "I’m ; also into hands. You know of palmistry?"
; ; "Sure." Not that I think it’s worth a rat’s ass, but if she ; believes in it, what the hell – whatever it takes, he thought, ; whatever it takes.
; ; "Maybe you really don’t believe, yes? Well, let’s see, hmmm," ; and she continued to mover her nails along his palm, which thrilled ; him.
; ; "Yes, you have a long lifeline, and this is good, and your heartline, ; ahhh, rich with possibility, full with youth," and suddenly she ; brought his hand to her face and held it against her cheek. "Yes, full ; with life, and the blood of life." And she kissed his hand before ; releasing it, but he was nervous again.
; ; "Uhmm, Elsbeth, I mean, I respect your lifestyle choice, you know, ; about vampires, but I’m not into blood, I mean, I don’t want to ; be cut or anything."
; ; "Darling, I wouldn’t think of it! No, you misunderstand – for ; me, blood is a symbol, a symbol of energy, of youth. I speak of the ; blood in your veins only that way, you understand?"
; ; Sure, a symbol. Jesus, he thought, this woman’s nuts. But he ; didn’t want to leave, or was it, he worried, that he couldn’t?
; ; "That is what I feel in your hand and," she reached with her ; fingernails and brushed the outline of his cock, "that is what I feel ; here."
; ; He gasped at her touch. Her fingernails continued to stroke him.
; ; "Would you like to kiss me?"
; ; He breathed sharply, overwhelmed by her touch, her perfume, her voice.
; ; "Would you, David?"
; ; Get out, part of him shouted, get out now. But this was a very small ; part of him, and as in a democracy, the majority ruled.
; ; "Oh god, yes, yes."
; ; She leaned closer, and the smell of her, the feel of her, were ; overwhelming. "Yes what?," she cooed into his ear.
; ; He breathed deeply, and in the space between breaths, he could still ; hear his own warning: This is not right. Get out!
; ; "What would you like to do, David?," she continued cooing, and that ; voice filled him, surrounded him, and conquered him, as she knew it ; would. But the foreknowledge of triumph didn’t dull her desire at ; all.
; ; "Yes, I’d, I’d like to kiss you," he gasped.
; ; Her hands grasped his face and turned his head to hers. She used her ; lips to close over his lower lip, and she sucked on it playfully. Then ; she was kissing him. The feel of her lips was cool, cool like her ; hands and just as thrilling as her voice. He put his arms around her ; body, which surprised him with its softness (for she appeared thin and ; bony), and even through her leather top he could feel the nipples of ; her large soft breasts against his chest. She was caressing his face ; as her lips pressed against his with an insistent rhythm, and his ; mouth slightly parted. The kiss seemed to arouse him intensely while ; anesthetizing his will. Her tongue slowly entered his mouth, and began ; to play with his, pressing it into the rear of his mouth. He pressed ; back, and his tongue was soon in her mouth, and as it squirmed, he ; felt it graze against one of her fangs. Part of David wanted to pull ; away, but she firmly held him close. He seemed to sense her thinking ; "Not yet, sweet one, not yet!" He tasted a warm saltiness, and ; realized that he must have cut his tongue on her teeth. Still, she ; held him and swirled her tongue against his. Finally, she gently ; removed her lips. At the break of contact, David shuddered, feeling ; like he would swoon. Elsbeth had put her head back, as if she were ; letting something drip down her throat. She licked her lips.
; ; "Mmmmm," she murmured, "first taste," and looked at David with those ; dangerous eyes. He wanted to remind her that even accidentally ; (because he could not conceive she had bitten him), he didn’t want ; his blood spilt, but she spoke first.
; ; "Shall we go now?"
; ; "Go? Go where?," he replied stupidly.
; ; She leaned close to him. "We go so I can suck your cock, yes?"
; ; David stared at her.
; ; "But first, you must give me permission."
; ; What’s with this?, he thought, despite his his consuming desire.
; ; "You think I play a little game, yes? Perhaps. But I must hear your ; permission."
; ; He shrugged and thought, what the hell.
; ; "Okay, it’s okay if you suck my cock." He felt aroused and ; ridiculous at the same time. And some part of him was scared. He could ; not know that Elsbeth thrilled to his fear and his desire. She curled ; her lips into a smile.
; ; "Come."
; ; She took his hand and led him. He didn’t even notice the envious ; stares of some of the regulars, which normally would’ve added to ; his own arousal. He let her lead him through the bar and into the ; darkness and rain.
; ; "You’ll come with me to my place, you’ll like it," and she led ; him to a waiting limousine, sleek and wet under the street lights.
; ; Oh no, he wanted to protest, I have to get up early, I have to go to ; work. He wanted to refuse, to run and shake off the feeling that he ; had no choice but to give in to this woman. She laughed, that ; thrilling laugh, and pulled him close.
; ; "Come and taste me," and she again kissed him, pushing her tongue into ; his mouth and forcing her saliva onto his tongue. "Now swallow," she ; commanded. He felt a slight nausea, but he swallowed. He could feel it ; slide down his throat, as cool as her skin. Suddenly he felt a ; tingling, not unpleasurable, that seemed to come from within ; himself. She held him close.
; ; "Now you have a bit of me in you, yes?"
; ; He was falling deeper into a fog of desire.
; ; "You are perhaps not used to a woman in charge," and she leaned close ; to his ear, "but I show you how nice it can be. I am really quite easy ; to please, quite easy." She rubbed against his cock. He moaned. "I ; think I’ll suck you off in the car, would you like that?" He ; pictured her full dark lips on his shaft, but suddenly came the memory ; of his bleeding tongue.
; ; "Uhhh, Elsbeth, you’ll, I mean, you will take your fangs out first, ; I mean before you, ahhh, you know."
; ; She smiled slyly at him as she rubbed him even harder.
; ; "Yes, I think I will definitely take your cock in my mouth and suck, ; yes? But first I lick it, maybe kiss it, yes?"
; ; Her hand rotating against his fly dispelled his worries.
; ; "But you will lick my pussy," she breathed into his ear, "You don’t ; mind that, do you?," and he moaned in response.
; ; "I didn’t think so, my little darling." He felt himself being ; guided to her car, and she got in beside him, putting her arms around ; him, enveloping him. He leaned his head against those wonderful ripe ; breasts, the smell of her flesh and the feel of the leather comforting ; and arousing. The driver turned and David saw it was a woman, her thin ; lips smiling, her blonde hair showing beneath her chaffeur’s ; cap. But he did not notice the pale bruises on her throat.
; ; "Close the window, Andrea," Elsbeth told her.
; ; The driver pouted. "You know I like to watch."
; ; "Not this one. Now don’t be naughty."
; ; The driver frowned, and reluctantly hit a button. A dark pane slid up, ; and Elsbeth said merrily, "Andrea is an excellent driver, but she has ; her quirks, but we all have, yes?"
; ; David was too comfortable in Elsbeth’s embrace to answer, and there ; was silence for a few moments as the car slowly pulled out and Elsbeth ; idly played with David’s hair. He stretched out his legs, and it ; occured to him how spacious the car was.
; ; "Your clothes are a little wet," she whispered, "Take them off."
; ; "Here? I mean, in the car?"
; ; She didn’t answer, but picked up his hand and began to suck on each ; finger, fixing those bright eyes on his. She gently pushed and pulled ; on his hand, leaving each finger glistening with slick residue. His ; fingers tingled. She brought his hand to his face, rubbing his fingers ; against his cheeks, his lips, smearing her saliva on him. He started ; unbuttoning his shirt, almost pulling it off himself.
; ; "Not so fast, my sweet, slowly, take them off slowly."
; ; Her hands were now roaming over his chest, and she gently took his ; nipples between her fingers and teased them, first tweaking them ; gently, then more insistently as more of his flesh was revealed. He ; squirmed as she increased the pressure.
; ; "I, uhhh, it’s a little difficult, you know, to get my clothes off, ; uhmmm, you touching me – "
; ; She cut him off by whispering "Shhhhh" and kissing him, kissing him ; with a deliberate voluptuousness that melted him away and drained all ; thought of resistance. She pushed him back against the seat and ; continued to tweak his nipples while her tongue slid into his ; mouth. He writhed in her grasp while their tongues churned together, ; and he involuntarily swallowed more of her saliva. Suddenly, she ; released his nipples and pulled on his hair to hold his head steady ; while she jerked free of his mouth and began licking him with wild ; savage strokes, wetting every each of his face with her saliva, while ; he moaned helplessly, unable to turn away. The saliva was cool and ; slick against his flesh, but then the tingling, the tingling he had ; felt before, spread across every surface she tongued. She licked his ; nose, his eyelids, his ears, and while she licked she used her free ; hand to pull off what remaining clothes he had on until he was ; completely nude. Now her tongue covered his neck, now his arms, and he ; jumped slightly as she pressed her tongue into his nipples, licking ; them, sucking them, tickling them, until they dripped with her ; moisture. And as she continued to tongue him, the tingling was ; changing, shifting, until it began to feel like something very fine ; and sharp was being gently brushed against his flesh; he gasped with ; the torment of it. But as she carefully worked him over, another ; sensation assaulted him, this one pleasurable, for the feel of her ; leather clad body against his skin was unexpectedly pleasing, and ; though his eyes were shut, he would occasionally peek and the sight of ; his bare skin in contrast to her dark leather skin excited him as ; well.
; ; He could feel her now on his toes, licking the spaces between each ; one. Yet as she worked on him, he was aware that she deliberately ; avoided his cock, which was throbbing against her. But she didn’t ; touch it with tongue or hand, carefully licking around it. Suddenly, ; with a strength that startled him, she turned him around and pushed ; him down, so that he found himself laying flat on his stomach across ; the seat. She now worked on his back, and the same feeling of pins ; seemed to flow in a wave up and down his spine. She licked his ass, ; plunging her tongue in, pushing it as far into his anus as she ; could. He felt the saliva dripping into his rear end, tingling his ; intestines. He tried to cry out, but she pushed his head into the seat ; cutting off his cry and barely allowing him to breathe. Finally she ; withdrew her tongue and licked the back of his legs. She turned him ; over and again her strength startled him, even scared him.
; ; She now began to massage him with her hands, working the saliva into ; his skin. She climbed on top of him and rubbed her body against his ; with an obscene deliberateness while it felt like waves of small fine ; pins were rolling along his skin, touching him but never piercing him.
; ; He gasped and moaned while she held him tight and gyrated, and an ; intense odor of spit and leather assaulted him. He felt that nausea he ; had felt earlier when swallowing her saliva; and the nausea seemed to ; clear a space in his brain, a space that filled with alarm. Alarm at ; the pain that assaulted him, and alarm at his inability to resist. For ; it felt like he was strapped to a roller-coaster, and had no choice ; but to hope when the ride ended he would still be in one piece.
; ; Suddenly Elsbeth kissed him lovingly, and embracing him, pulled them ; both upright.
; ; "Shall I suck you now?"
; ; He was woozy. The pins still assaulted him, but not as strongly.
; ; "I feel funny," he managed to say.
; ; "My poor baby," she cooed, rubbing his chest gently, "I think a ; cocksucking is just what the doctor ordered, yes?" And she let her ; hand fall into his lap, grasp his dick, and squeeze it. "Am I right, ; sweet one?"
; ; The thought of her sexy red mouth thrilled him, but again he had the ; piercing memory of fang against tongue, and his unanswered question.
; ; "Ohhh, don’t you, don’t you want to take, you know, those fangs ; out first?"
; ; She continued to squeeze as she replied, "These don’t come out, my ; little darling."
; ; He stared at her, attempting to process this information. He had heard ; that some people actually have fangs capped to their teeth; that must ; be it.
; ; "Oh, well, uhmmm, you mean they’re, like, dentures or something?" ; She leaned close to him, tightening her grip on his penis.
; ; "Not at all, my sweet winepress, my glorious ripe vineyard, not ; dentures," and she took his hand up to her mouth. "Feel, sweet one."
; ; He did as she commanded; the points were sharp, razor sharp, and he ; could feel or see no seam between tooth and cap; nor was there any ; difference in color between the fangs and the surrounding teeth. ; "Huh?," was all he could manage.
; ; "Darling, my sweet darling, my teeth are part of me. I can not just ; remove them, it is not possible, not possible at all."
; ; He struggled for a rational explanation. After all, it must be some ; sort of new high-tech dental thing. The fangs must be bonded ; permanently, that’s all, and she didn’t want to scare him off by ; telling him. The other explanation, the one that gnawed at the very ; limits of his consciousness, was too fantastic, too ridiculous to even ; consider. Besides, he felt good, and her hand on his cock sure was ; sweet.
; ; Elsbeth continued soothingly, "You see, I am not just into the ; ‘vampire thing,’ as you say. Oh no," and she leaned very close ; to his ear, whispering clearly, seductively, and slowly, "I am a ; vampire, and you, your cock, and your blood belong to me."
; ; He froze. The little doubts and the small warnings that had bugged him ; all evening suddenly came together in one bright ball of awareness, ; and he knew, with terror piercing all the sensations Elsbeth had ; carefully place upon him, that she meant to drink, really drink, his ; blood. And that she was not some misguided bored woman who played at ; vampirism for a cheap thrill, but the genuine undead, who live on ; blood and never die. And, oh god, he realized, she already has taken ; some of my blood! He began to breathe in a panic, and his eyes ; widened. Elsbeth calmly continued to squeeze his cock, savoring his ; fear, drinking in his terror with the same delight that drinking his ; blood would soon provide. She gently slid her hand off his cock and ; seized his arms, for it was about now that David would regain some of ; his will and really panic, so it was best to restrain him before that ; point. It was the same with many others. After all, she thought, I ; haven’t spent the last three hundred years sucking the blood of the ; young and the delicious without learning something.
; ; Indeed, she didn’t have long to wait. David’s body began to ; shake. His mouth uttered little guttural cries, and suddenly he ; screamed and tried to flail, but Elsbeth held him tight.
; ; "Oh god, oh god, oh god! No, no, no! Please oh please take me home! I ; want to go home, oh god no!"
; ; Elsbeth pushed her body completely into his, taking him into a deadly ; embrace. His squirmings thrilled her, and she savored the rich scent ; of terror that wafted from his pores. He was babbling ; incoherently. She smiled.
; ; "Don’t worry, my love, you have nothing to fear, nothing to fear at ; all," and she kissed his neck softly, ignoring his struggles. "Now, ; shall I take your cock into my mouth?," and she continued to plant ; soft, impossibly soft, kisses on his throat, kisses that barely ; registered, kisses that brushed his skin like a breeze, kisses that, ; in the depths of his fear, agonized him. "Tell me again you want your ; cock in my mouth," and the soft kisses continued, terrifying him with ; their promise.
; ; "Oh god, please stop, please!"
; ; "But I don’t wish to stop, my beloved," and she slowly slid down ; along his body, kissing him gently as she slipped lower and lower. He ; tried to make himself think rationally, he struggled to control his ; breathing. Her tongue was playing with his nipples, and he tried to ; assuage his terror.
; ; Okay, he thought, take it easy, just take it easy. You panicked ; before, you freaked out. There are no such things as vampires, ; she’s playing a mind-fuck with you, that’s all, sure, that’s ; got to be it. Yeah, that’s it, just relax, just relax, she’s ; just a kinky old broad, and after all, vampires! It’s too stupid! I ; mean, what am I, a child still afraid of the dark?
; ; Elsbeth sensed David’s body relaxing. She gently released his arms ; and caressed him with her nails. He sighed. Now, she thought, and ; David could not see the look of wicked triumph that flashed across her ; face, as she pressed one of her nails against his right breast and ; made a short sharp slash, a slash that soon oozed blood, blood that ; she eagerly sucked into her mouth.
; ; At the feel of the cut, David flinched. "Hey! What – what – ," ; but he could not finish. Panic gripped him and chased all his ; comforting thoughts away. He was in the grip of a vampire, and his ; fears were true. I can feel my blood leaving my body, he thought, oh ; god, she’s drinking my blood! But the rhythm of her sucking was ; making him drowsy, and he felt that anesthetizing of his will he had ; felt earlier. He forced himself to look at Elsbeth, and her serene ; expression as she drank at his breast reminded him of a baby at its ; bottle, except, good lord, that his blood was the milk she ; craved. Still he could not rouse himself to pull away. Her eyes opened ; and looked into his, and in their shiny inky depths he could feel the ; triumph that glowed within. He wanted to look away, but her eyes held ; him, and he was transfixed as the prey of a cobra is transfixed. He ; was losing himself to her, and he sensed it, could feel his soul being ; sipped with his blood. He made a sudden jerk but this only caused her ; to press her teeth into the wound and suck harder.
; ; He gasped and his head fell back against the seat. He made helpless ; little noises as she drank and drank. Finally she lifted her head ; up. He could hear her licking her lips, a dreadfully wet obscene ; sound. Suddenly, she seized his head with her hands and kissed ; him. The touch of her lips was like fire, like ice, the kiss was ; burning, the kiss was cold. Was he feeling pleasure, or was he feeling ; pain? He no longer knew, he couldn’t tell, he could feel nothing ; but her, her lips, her hands, her tongue. He tasted the saltiness of ; her mouth, and knew it was his blood he tasted. The kiss seemed ; endless, a dark consuming dream. She pulled away slowly, and looked at ; him tenderly. " My sweet, my darling, my chosen, you are the ; pomegranate, the grape, and the peach whose juice I press to my lips, ; and whose nectar is balm to my burning dead heart!" She leaned back ; and undid her vest, then unclasped her bra, letting her full breasts ; fall with soft plops against her chest. David recalled his first ; impression at the bar, but this unkindness did not stop a flood of ; desire, for he was filled with an overwhelming urge to smother himself ; in the pillowy whiteness.
; ; "You see you are mine, mine, mine as long as the night is dark and the ; moon is cold and full, mine to caress, mine to kiss, mine to embrace," ; and she brought a breast to his mouth, and gently pushed it in. The ; cool feel of her flesh in his mouth excited him, and he sucked ; feverishly at her nipple. He brought his arms around her, and the feel ; of her skin against his hands was electric. He moaned into her breast, ; and he lost himself to the voluptuous pleasure of sucking. Gently, she ; withdrew the breast from his eager mouth. His head fell back, and he ; looked up at Elsbeth, and at that moment he knew he was hers. His ; fears, his terror, all seemed unreal now. This was the truth: the ; pleasure of her kisses, the delight of her white flesh, and the ; consuming desire to give up his blood to her succulent red mouth.
; ; "I’m yours," he murmured to her, and kissed her, kissed her of his ; own will, and Elsbeth felt the sheer hot pleasure of triumph, the ; triumph of spider over fly, the triumph that centuries had never ; dulled for her. She let him kiss her, his arms grasping at her back, ; for it was a sign of his submission, his willingness to be her lover ; and her victim. She glided her lips away from his mouth and to his ; ear, whispering seductively.
; ; "You are mine completely, yes?"
; ; "Yes!," he blurted.
; ; "And your life, your blood, they are mine, yes?"
; ; "Yes, o yes!"
; ; "And your cock, is your cock mine too?"
; ; "Yes," he replied, helpless.
; ; "And did I not promise you something?"
; ; "To – to suck me."
; ; "And shall I?"
; ; He could only moan an affirmative.
; ; And she slowly brought her mouth down, down, as he shut his eyes and ; waited for the touch of her lips. He could feel her breath on the head ; of his cock, and then the first shock as her lips began to encircle ; the head, playing with the sensitive skin, teasing the glans, and then ; more of his cock was in her mouth, and as hard as he was he felt he ; was getting even harder with every suck of her mouth as she moved up ; and down, up and down, taking more and more of him in with every ; stroke. He groaned, and she pulled up suddenly.
; ; "My poor baby! I’m not hurting you, am I?"
; ; "No, oh god no, it feels so good, please don’t stop, please!"
; ; She picked up his hand and kissed it.
; ; "Whatever you wish, sweet one."
; ; And again he felt the deliciousness of her lips on his cock, and her ; sinuous tongue licking him. He was aware of that tingling that had ; assaulted his skin before as she ran her tongue along the entire ; shaft, and he groaned. She was kissing the underside now. Elsbeth ; could hear the roar of his blood as it pumped and engorged his member, ; and the throbbing of the penile veins made her dreamy with ; delight. She placed her fangs on his shaft, careful that one of her ; fangs would pierce right at the glans, and she gently, using all the ; control she could manage, gently drove the fangs into his penis, ; opening two small wounds that eagerly spurted blood into her greedy ; mouth. She withdrew the fangs and swallowed his cock whole, using her ; hands to pump at his balls, making sure to lap every bit of blood into ; her throat.
; ; "Ohhh, ohhh, ohhhh," David moaned as she drank, but at first he did ; not realize what she had done, so lost was he in the sweet pleasure of ; her mouth. But when she pulled her fangs out, he jerked at the ; sensation, and he could once again feel his blood flow out of his body ; and into hers. He suddenly grasped her head with his hands and yielded ; to her immediately, squeezing his lower muscles in rhythm to her ; sucking, to keep the blood spurting, flowing, into Elsbeth. He wanted ; her to take it all, to drain every drop, to empty his veins ; completely. The sensations were overwhelming him, drowning him, until ; his whole world revolved around her sucking. He bucked, he writhed, he ; could hold out no longer. With one long groan he came in her mouth, ; and for Elsbeth the taste of young hot semen mixed with young hot ; blood drove her into a frenzy. She plunged his cock deep into her ; mouth and forced every drop of creamy fluid out of him. David ; collapsed while Elsbeth lapped him clean. When there was no more to be ; gotten, she slowly pulled his cock out of her mouth, and wrapping her ; arms around him, kissed him, a long clinging kiss that spoke of ; deepest satisfaction. David could taste his blood and semen as their ; tongues touched. The kiss seemed an eternity, but suddenly Elsbeth was ; leaning back, removing her shoes, slinking out of her pants. She wore ; no panties.
; ; "My turn, yes?," and she pushed David onto his back, and slid her ; pussy along his body. He could see that her pubic hair was pure black, ; but that the folds within were a pulsating crimson. As she approached, ; he realized she was naked except for her gloves. She straddled his ; face, and he breathed in her odor, an odor that seemed to have a bit ; of the dankness of old earth, a hint, perhaps, of the grave. He slowly ; pushed his tongue against her slit. Her flavor was primal, oceanic. He ; pushed into her vaginal opening, and her rich ripe salty juice oozed ; into his mouth. He probed her folds until his tongue hit the hard ; protruding flesh of her clitoris, and he caressed it gently, teasing ; it, licking it, while Elsbeth gyrated against his face, moaning ; deeply. He sucked the clit into his mouth and playfully nibbled it ; with his teeth.
; ; "Yes, yes, yes," Elsbeth murmured, "now harder, lick it harder!," and ; David obediently pushed his tongue into her as hard as he could and ; licked as rapidly as he could. David could feel her spasms along his ; tongue as his mouth filled with her juices. With a deep guttural moan, ; Elsbeth climaxed, pushing so hard against David that he could barely ; breathe, but what a delicious asphyxiation!
; ; "Keep licking," she commanded, "keep licking."
; ; Her juices flooded him as Elsbeth continued to push against his face, ; but he could feel her orgasm subsiding, and gradually her gyrations ; ceased. She still straddled him, however, as he continued to lick her ; come juice.
; ; "Oh yes," she murmured as she finally slid back along his body and ; laid on top of him, planting little kisses on his face and neck.
; ; "Time to sleep, little one, but I give you a good night kiss first," ; and she placed her fangs on his throat, right on the throbbing ; jugular, and sank them in. She made only small wounds, and sipped the ; blood languorously. David sighed and arched his neck.
; ; "Elsbeth, o Elsbeth," he breathed, and slid quietly into ; unconsciousness. Elsbeth lifted herself, planted a kiss on David’s ; lips, and sat back with her eyes closed. She pressed a button, and the ; glass pane slid down. Andrea glanced back, and saw the fresh blood on ; Elsbeth’s lips. She frowned.
; ; "Oh, I was hoping to be your post-coital aperitif."
; ; Elsbeth smiled at her.
; ; "Darling, the night is not over yet."
; ; "So how was he?"
; ; "Delicious."
; ; "He must be, I see you did cock and throat – and his chest, too!"
; ; "And have I not taken you in many places, my dear?," and Andrea ; blushed as her own wounds throbbed.
; ; "He’s not dead, is he?"
; ; "How long you know me and yet you still can ask such a thing! Of ; course not, I keep him for awhile yet. Now pull the car over, and help ; me dress him."
; ; "What about you?," she asked playfully, as she parked on a secluded ; street. In response, Elsbeth leaned over and kissed her, knocking her ; chaffeur’s cap off. Andrea thrilled to the blood on Elsbeth’s ; lips. She got out and came around to the rear of the car, and they ; both quickly dressed David. Then Elsbeth leaned over him, while Andrea ; waited outside.
; ; "Now you will awake, now you will go home, and this was a dream, my ; sweet, my darling, a dream of the night and the moon. But you will ; come to me when I call, come to me and my kisses, for your life and ; blood, your flesh and soul, all that you are, you have sworn to me. In ; your dreams you will remember me, and you will come." And she kissed ; him, a passionate kiss, and as he awoke Elsbeth whispered, "Home now, ; darling, home," and Andrea opened the car door and in a trance he left ; the car and wandered away in the night. Andrea watched him go, then ; slid next to Elsbeth.
; ; "The rain’s stopped."
; ; "And the moon is out," Elsbeth replied. "I sense it."
; ; She caressed Andrea’s blonde hair.
; ; "Do you love me?," she asked, almost plaintively.
; ; Andrea embraced her, sighing "I am yours."
; ; Of course you are mine, Elsbeth thought, but that is not love. But she ; said nothing. How stupid to think of love, and ask such a question ; after all these centuries! For what has love to do with me? And she ; savagely bit into Andrea’s neck, driving her fangs deep into the ; young yielding flesh. Andrea moaned and tightened her embrace. This, ; Elsbeth thought, this is the truth of my life. This moment of taking, ; this moment of drinking.
; ; For I am just an old bottle, whose veins must be filled with fresh ; wine. ; ; ;