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Authors: Jan Springer
Tags: Erótica
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love curled through her in the most intoxicating of ways. Through the slightly open window she could hear the seagulls crying outside and the roar of the waves rolling upon the nearby beach. She trembled as Gio sat her down on a plush sofa chair and dropped to his knees before her. Their eyes met and she saw the love there. Love for her. Pure and raw and so untamed, she could scarcely inhale a breath.
From somewhere nearby she heard the pop of a cork. Knew Paolo would pour them the wine. Their wine. She would never be able to get enough of the wine. It would always remind her of the early times they had shared in Italy.
His fingers held her thighs apart and she felt a familiar throb in her clit. Felt the aching emptiness in her vagina and ass. The driving need to be filled.
She could smell her arousal, strong and dark, wafting from her pussy. Felt moisture pool between her thighs and soak through her pants. She held her breath as he lowered his head between her legs. He caressed the insides of her clothed thighs with his mouth and a ripping sound permeated the air. He was using his fangs to rip her pants! He came up along her belly, cutting through the pants with ease, exposing her pussy.
She wore no panties. Wearing panties and bra were forbidden to a blood slave. A vampire would just as easily feed from a slave’s ass or her pussy as her arm or leg. In her old life she had been a thing. An object to use. While living among the humans she had discovered her self-esteem. Nurtured her self-confidence and grown as a female. But she had never acquired a taste for those flesh-restricting garments.
As now as she listened to her pants ripping and felt Gio’s hot breath upon her bared flesh, she quivered in erotic heat and watched Paolo approach.
He held two empty goblets of wine by the glass stem in one hand and a tube of lube in the other hand. She accepted one of the goblets.
Her mouth was suddenly dry and her pulse pounded with wild anticipation as Paolo set the goblets on the small table beside the sofa where she was seated.
When he sat on the couch beside her, he opened his robe, allowing her to see a thriving erection.
Oh vampire! He was aroused. He possessed a massive length she’d always found intoxicating to look at. Not to mention a length that made her breathless whenever she took him into her mouth or when he slid into her.
Oh my! Just thinking about what was coming from these two made her pussy cream some more. Reaching out, she wrapped her hand around Paolo’s swollen base. Satiny steel sailed against her fingertips and suddenly she couldn’t think.
Could only watch as Gio reached for one of the wine goblets and tipped it, bringing a flood of cool liquid splashing against her hot pussy. The impact made her gasp. She shuddered as Gio’s head lowered and he began lapping at her wine-soaked pussy.
The erotic flame of his tongue rubbing her clit made her grasp Paolo’s cock harder. He moaned, a guttural erotic sound that made her spread her thighs even wider.
“I love wine and pussy,” Gio murmured against her pussy and dived in for more.
As he feasted upon her pussy, her senses swirled. His tongue swept between her labia and his sharp fangs erotically grazed the sides of her pussy. He licked her boldly and pleasure mounted. He thrust a couple of fingers inside her, the forceful intensity of it drugging her.
Powerful fingers framed her chin and she knew Paolo’s tender touch. His wine-soaked lips melted against hers and his sharp fangs cut into her bottom lip, drawing her blood. Instinctively she bit him too, felt his sweet blood explode against her taste buds. His blood tasted fabulous.
When he pressed his tongue into her mouth, he gave her a gift of warm wine. The sweet taste and his blood mixing together brought a clawing need between her thighs. She bucked, wanting her orgasm.
Easy, Mati. Easy. We will bring you what you crave, our bellissima. Her breath suspended in her lungs as his words
From somewhere nearby she heard the pop of a cork. Knew Paolo would pour them the wine. Their wine. She would never be able to get enough of the wine. It would always remind her of the early times they had shared in Italy.
His fingers held her thighs apart and she felt a familiar throb in her clit. Felt the aching emptiness in her vagina and ass. The driving need to be filled.
She could smell her arousal, strong and dark, wafting from her pussy. Felt moisture pool between her thighs and soak through her pants. She held her breath as he lowered his head between her legs. He caressed the insides of her clothed thighs with his mouth and a ripping sound permeated the air. He was using his fangs to rip her pants! He came up along her belly, cutting through the pants with ease, exposing her pussy.
She wore no panties. Wearing panties and bra were forbidden to a blood slave. A vampire would just as easily feed from a slave’s ass or her pussy as her arm or leg. In her old life she had been a thing. An object to use. While living among the humans she had discovered her self-esteem. Nurtured her self-confidence and grown as a female. But she had never acquired a taste for those flesh-restricting garments.
As now as she listened to her pants ripping and felt Gio’s hot breath upon her bared flesh, she quivered in erotic heat and watched Paolo approach.
He held two empty goblets of wine by the glass stem in one hand and a tube of lube in the other hand. She accepted one of the goblets.
Her mouth was suddenly dry and her pulse pounded with wild anticipation as Paolo set the goblets on the small table beside the sofa where she was seated.
When he sat on the couch beside her, he opened his robe, allowing her to see a thriving erection.
Oh vampire! He was aroused. He possessed a massive length she’d always found intoxicating to look at. Not to mention a length that made her breathless whenever she took him into her mouth or when he slid into her.
Oh my! Just thinking about what was coming from these two made her pussy cream some more. Reaching out, she wrapped her hand around Paolo’s swollen base. Satiny steel sailed against her fingertips and suddenly she couldn’t think.
Could only watch as Gio reached for one of the wine goblets and tipped it, bringing a flood of cool liquid splashing against her hot pussy. The impact made her gasp. She shuddered as Gio’s head lowered and he began lapping at her wine-soaked pussy.
The erotic flame of his tongue rubbing her clit made her grasp Paolo’s cock harder. He moaned, a guttural erotic sound that made her spread her thighs even wider.
“I love wine and pussy,” Gio murmured against her pussy and dived in for more.
As he feasted upon her pussy, her senses swirled. His tongue swept between her labia and his sharp fangs erotically grazed the sides of her pussy. He licked her boldly and pleasure mounted. He thrust a couple of fingers inside her, the forceful intensity of it drugging her.
Powerful fingers framed her chin and she knew Paolo’s tender touch. His wine-soaked lips melted against hers and his sharp fangs cut into her bottom lip, drawing her blood. Instinctively she bit him too, felt his sweet blood explode against her taste buds. His blood tasted fabulous.
When he pressed his tongue into her mouth, he gave her a gift of warm wine. The sweet taste and his blood mixing together brought a clawing need between her thighs. She bucked, wanting her orgasm.
Easy, Mati. Easy. We will bring you what you crave, our bellissima. Her breath suspended in her lungs as his words
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