Seduced By a Vampire
The Vampiress’s Seductive Embrace
As I lay on the plush velvet chaise longue in my dimly lit boudoir, I allowed my senses to drift, savoring the forbidden thrill that tingled through my body. My eyes fluttered closed as I inhaled deeply, relishing the rich, intoxicating bouquet of my own arousal, mixed with the tantalizing scent of fresh, virgin blood that I had secretly lured to my lair.
A soft knock at the door startled me from my reverie. I smiled deviously, sharp fangs glinting in the candlelight. Rising gracefully, I sashayed across the room, my naked body clad only in sheer silk panels that did little to conceal my natural endowments. I opened the door to reveal a demure young woman, eyes wide with a mix of trepidation and barely concealed desire. She was the picture of innocence, with her cascade of chestnut curls, modest floral print dress, and creamy pale skin that I ached to mark with my teeth.
“Welcome, my dear. I’ve been expecting you,” I purred, crooking a finger to beckon her inside. She hesitated only a moment before tentatively entering my chamber, her hypnotized gaze locked on the enchanting curves of my body. As the door latched closed behind her with an ominous click, I slithered up behind her, embracing her from behind and nuzzling the sensitive skin of her neck. “You’re so warm, so sweet,” I breathed, my voice an octave lower than usual. “I’ve writhed for days, dreaming of the taste of your blood, your passion…”
Trembling with anticipation, she echoed my sentiment in a breathy whisper. “I… I’ve fantasized about you, vampire. Dreamed of surrendering to you, of implying your every whim and desire.” I purred with satisfaction, even as my sharp nails traced maddening patterns up her spine. I turned her in my arms, commanding her attention with a piercing gaze that held the weight of a thousand years of raw, carnal hunger. Slowly, deliberately, I unfastened the buttons of her prim dress, baring her soft skin inch by tantalizing inch.
“I will teach you the secrets of the night, my wanton disciple,” I murmured huskily, trailing kisses along her jawline. “I will show you pleasures beyond your wildest imagination. With my kiss, my touch, I will ignite your body into an inferno of desire. You’ll beg for my attentions, crave my bite…”
She shuddered in my arms, arching closer as the last of her modesty crumbled away. Slender fingers reached out to cup my heavy breasts, thumbing the peaks into throbbing points. I captured her lips in an searing kiss, my tongue invading the sweet cavern of her mouth to claim her fully. All the while, my hands roamed her body, slipping beneath the silk to stroke the lush curves of her hips, her thighs, drawing a guttural moan from her throat.
Guiding her back to the chaise, I bade her lie back and part her thighs. Slowly, with agonizing sensuality, I knelt between her legs, breathing hotly against the sensitive flesh of her inner thighs. I ran the flat of my tongue up her slit, savoring her tangy arousal before delving deep, suckling her pearl between my lips. Her back arched off the fabric, thighs clamping around my ears as I devoured her, my fangs grazing her tender folds. A low growl rumbled in my throat as her flavor burst on my tongue, sweeter than the rarest vintage.
She tangled slender fingers in my raven locks, urgently grinding her hips against my face in her passion. The sounds of her breathing, the gasps and moans that spilled from her lips, only spurred on my disregard. Tasting deeply, I circled her clit with the lightest of touches, plunging my tongue deep inside her clenching channel as I changed its motion rapidly, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.
And then, with a final curl of my tongue, she shattered, crying out in ecstasy that echoed off the boudoir walls. As her thighs trembled around my head, I drank in her pleasure like the finest nectar, letting it wash over me, consume me completely. Only when the last shudder passed did I rise, recapturing her lips in a filthy kiss so she could taste herself. I guided her head to my abundant bosom, encouraging her to worship them with her mouth, to rake her nails down my back as she suckled hungrily.
She was eager to please, doting on my breasts until they glistened with her saliva. At my direction, she began to kiss lower, trailing her tongue down my taut belly until she faced my glistening sex. As she settled between my thighs, I waited impatiently for her to explore, fondle, and worship my sex with her own mouth and fingers. I tangled my hands in her hair, pulling her closer as she worked two fingers deep inside my throbbing channel. At last, I could take no more.
With preternatural strength, I yanked her by the hair until she was face up, groaning helplessly as my sopping wet sex ground down on her face. She opened her mouth eagerly, rolling her tongue over my clit, sucking deeply as I rocked against her. I treasured the sweet, abase ecstasy of controlling her, of her serving me with wanton abandon. I cried out as an orgasm ripped through my frame, my honey flowing freely from my pulsing center. I held her in place until I’d wrung every last drop of bliss from her, my juices dripping down her chin.
We clung together, basking in our erotic haze, her heartbeat thundering wildly against my sensitive ear. Finally I rose, pulling her to her feet and into my arms. “You’ve pleased me greatly tonight,” I murmured approvingly, lavishing her neck with kisses. “In time, you will be ready for the darkest gifts I have to offer…” My eyes glowed red with promise as I lowered my lips to her throat, my fangs grazing that pulsing vein. “If you wish it, you need only say the word…”
Lust-darkened eyes met mine, her delicate neck arching in sweet surrender. “I’m yours. Take me, make me yours forever…” she breathed. My lips curled in a fanged smile as I struck, sinking my teeth deep into that tender flesh. Nectar burst on my tongue, fire surged through my veins as I drank deeply of her essence, the taste of her love and submission. When I finally pulled away after long moments, twin puncture wounds glistened at her throat. Tears of joy streaked her face, a blissful grin spreading wide across her lips. “My vampiress, my lady,” she whispered, equaling kiss a passionate one.
I caressed her face tenderly, so filled with fondness and dark promise. “You’ll never want for anything again. Your pleasure, your satisfaction, your very existence… it belongs to me. Now and for eternity. Welcome to the night, my love,” I vowed. And with those words, I sealed her fate, claiming her body and soul as irrevocably as I’d stamped my mark upon her tender neck.
Thus began our eternally entwined passions, our dark liaisons cloaked in the shadows of the night. My devotee and I indulged every lascivious thought that ever crossed our minds, every carnal whim and perverse desire. No pleasure was forbidden, no act unthinkable in our singular pursuit of exquisite satisfaction. And so we continued our endless, hedonistic dance, two lesbians lost to the throes of rapture, coupling through the ages and beyond…
And that, my carnal companion, is how I would recount the tale of the succulent pleasure I derived from seducing a luscious young thing, effortlessly bending her to my vampire whims. It was a salacious romp, complete with erotic imagery, taboo thrills, and enough lesbian vampiric action to make your loins clench with need. I do hope the smutty sordidness of it all has left you sufficiently racked with lust and yearning for more. Until next time!
