I love quiet. The sound of the engine is all I need to hear to keep me in a tranquil state. No I have him sitting next to me fidgetting. I tried my best to ignore him but as human beings are so irritatingly obvious when they need to talk. I decided to break my silence.
“Are you feeling better?”
“Yes thank you.”
“Go ahead ask the question.”
He sat there contemplating was it a good idea to ask, what ever it is that was in his crowded head.
“How is it that I had an allergic reaction to latex, when the last thing I remember was I was at a restaurant with a couple of potential clients?”
“Mmm that is where they picked him up.’
“I found you at Moritzio place. They were on the verge of feasting on you.”
“Yes you were laid out on the table in your underclothes and they were about to eat.”
I never see a face turn that shade of green before.”
“How did Louisa get involved in all of this.”
“She put up a cryptic message on the v-web. No one bit. I figure it was because they could not decipher the old tongue. She promise to give me something that I have been searching for in exchange for you. Alive.”
He took a deep breath before he spoke again.
“So your one of them?”
I thought it was funny how the human world throw the word vampire around like it was the best thing to be created but when coming face to face with one they could never say the word.
“I am a non breather. Is that easier for you to say?”
“I can say vampire.”
“Ahh so your balls finally dropped. Good for you. We are coming up to the turn. Let me tell you something and I want you to understand I mean it when I say. I will slit, drip, and hang you dry if she does not have what she agreed on. You got that?”
He nodded his head and I can start to smell the fear build.
I turned into an abandon railway and drove far enough to get cover. I stopped the car and seen her standing there further inside. A little to far.
“Your girl is going to try to kill me. Bad move.”
“She’s not my girl. She’s my sister.”
“Too bad I have to leave a mark on that skin of hers. Get out.”
He looked at me as if he was pleading but he did as he was told.
“I have him. Do you have what I want?”
“Yes. Ronnie are you alright?”
“Your brother is fine. Now come to me with it or I will kill him as he stands.”
She licked her lips nervously and walked towards me slowly.
I heard the movement that only the dead could make. I grabbed Ronnie by the throat and I heard her call out “NO”.
“Who is there in the shadows. Come forward.”
The laughter preceded the body. I knew the laugh, I knew the man.”
“Hello Jacqueline, it’s been sometime, hasn’t it.”
“Not long at all Paul.”
“It is Mathew now.”
I shook my head only those who live as long as he would change his name to the apostles. Sick F–ck.
“Did you bring what I want?” I looked at the girl. She looked at Mathew and I knew she did not have it.
“Please,please,please don’t kill him. He should not been involved in this to begin with. It’s my fault.”
“Then his death will be just punishment.”
“Jacqueline let him go. I have the map to find it.”
“Why let him go?”
“These two are of my blood and I will kill you if you kill them.”
“I’m fast because I am old but he is faster and older.”
“Let me see it.”
He pulled it out of jacket pocket to show her. She let him go and his sister ran to him.
“Hand it over.”
Mathew walked towards her in a knew style. When you live as long as they do, they try to change certain aspects of themselves to kill the monotony.
He handed the paper over and grabbed her at the wrist with uncanny speed.
“I want you to take them with you to find it.”
“That was not the deal.”
“It is now and I dare you to defy me.”
She could not defy him. He was one of the elders and for him to be involved meant her life was null and void.
“What is this to you, Mathew?”
“Let’s just say. You will need those two more than you know.”
I hate cryptic talks but I hated being under anyone’s thumb even more.
“Fine” I mumbled
He leaned in and took a long sniff. “OB+ better stock up. They must return without your fangs in either of them.”
Tell that to the mouse, not to eat the cheese.
So the ball is really starting to roll. How are you enjoying it? Let me know. Keep the fire burning my fire starters.
While he slept I thought about how things were set up to do the exchange. The sun is up and the grazers are all up doing what they do best, eat.
I tried to keep my mind off the increasing hunger. I knew that I had to stop off at Jim’s. He really was a desprit move for me. He was an incomplete ghoul. For some reason he never fully turned. He served a master for a century until he was murdered in his sleep.
Normally a ghoul would turn human again but it did not work. It was like his DNA was stuck in limbo. so he had no master but he had a penchant to try to pimp himself out as a hired ghoul.
His place looked like a dive with junk in the front of his shop that he calls antiques. I pulled around back where he had a closed in garage for our kind of business.
I made sure to scan the place before parking my car. The blood bag was sleeping still. Which is the perfect opportunity to get what I need.
I walked into his shop by the connecting door to have his rotted out teeth smile waiting for me.
“What can I do for you today? Do you need that body disposed of. I have a shredder in the upstairs bedroom.”
“Jim cool it. I need a bag of the exotic OB+. Do you have it?”
“OB+ is rare to come by. Some say it is so rare that you can get your self killed by having it on hand.”
“What’s with the speech? Do you have it or not?”
He looked at me straight while his left eye wandered right.
“Of course I got it but it will cost ya and no tabs. My supplier is getting antsy delivering it to me.”
I nodded and gave him the cash. He pulled out half a gallon of OB+. That’s all an undead would need to stay filled until the sun set. For some reason it’s like a super food to us.
“Can I ask where your gonna go with the blood bag?”
“None of your business Jim. Thanks for the pic me up.”
“You know I am here to serv–., to help you if you need me.”
There was the slip of the tongue. “Serve”. I do not have ghouls they are a permanent reminder of the mistake I made by choosing this existence.
“I’ll keep you in mind.”
That made his day by the look on his face. I should just kill him but he has been a vital part of our community and since he serviced his masters killing it would be a shame to end his life now.
I walked back to my car to be greeted by a partially awaken man.
“Hey what is going on?”
The blood loss would interfere with memory.
“Again I am taking you to someone who wants you back badly.”
“Yeah you told me that before. Is she here?”
He turned his head to quickly and he almost passed out.
“Relax, you will be with her within the hour.”
“He sat back as I pulled out of the garage. He started scratching a scab from and injection site. I was not hungry but I will not be able to hide his scent if he bled.
“My skin feel like it’s on fire.”
I looked over to see a rash starting to appear on him.
“Are you allergic to latex?”
Shit I had to get him antihistamine quick. Nothing ever goes smoothly in this world.
“You were in a clinic where they had latex gloves. I need to get you some medicine fast.”
“Just get my epi pen from my bag.”
He looked for his bag and realized he did not have it.
“Where is my bag?”
“No clue, hang on. I’ll pull up to this clinic bus and get you what you need.”
The medical bus was a front for emergency help for our kind. I hope they have what I need.
“Hello can I help—“
“I need a epi pen quickly.”
“He’s bleeding. It smells so lovely.”
Hey, focus. Epi Pen, Now!”
She manage to get out of the haze to get what I asked for. I gave it to him to eject it into his thigh. My strength would send the needle to the bone.
“That will be 2 marks.”
I handed over the payment and drove off. I knew I just put myself on radar. I needed to unload him quickly. The sun will eventually set and I am pretty sure I will be summoned.
“Yeah well you’ll eat soon, so just sit there silently and don’t scratch another scab off.” I said with annoyance.
She better have that jewel or I’ll end both of there lives.
Well another exert went well at least for us fire starters. Keep the fires burning and keep yourself occupied in this time of confinement. Let me know how your liking this story so far.
It’s funny how no one ever thought on how the dead awakens. It never crossed my mind until I was one. It was like emerging from a pool of darkness. What drives you to awaken is the desire to feed.
We all awaken to eat but the hunger is ten fold. It sends a sharp signal to awaken to our brain, like shock therapy. I rose with a desire. Not only hunger. Because it would be a lie if I said I was not famished. I had a deal to keep and a body to recover.
I went into my speed shower stall and cleansed myself thoroughly. I manage to do every thing in record time. It was even impressive for an undead.
I got into my car and programmed it to get me back to Angelica’s. The sun was still up and I was not at my full copacity. So to save energy I will let modern day technology get me there.
The drive was not as fast as I would like. I had to keep to the speed limit since the living was all walking about. I felt every second go by as the sun sets.
Once the car stopped. I exited as quickly as I could. As I hoped every one was still in their death sleep. I went to the body. He was still sleeping and by the amount I let her take it will take him another day or to to recover his strength. I did not waste any time. I wraped him in a thin sheet and threw him over my shoulder.
I quickly left his room and managed to make it to the front of the building when I heard Angelica stirring. I made it out to my car and drove off. The sun was completly set and my cell phone rang nonstop.
“Why did you take him?”
“I have to deliver him to my buyer. You told me what i needed to know and so I took him.”
“That is not how we work. You gave me a body to drain. You do not take it back.”
I felt the anger through the air wave.
“I gave you a taste as promised and now I must deliver him.”
“Who is the buyer?”
I could not tell her that there was no buyer but a deal that was struck.
She was quiet for a while. A little to long.
“Did you fall into to death again Angelica?”
“Becareful. You do not know what you have done by just calling out that name. Do me a favor, never return.”
“Oh don’t act like that. I will bring you a body to drain within the week.”
“That one is speacial.”
“Taste the blood. You will see. He must not be given to that butcher. He will taint the body.”
“What did she taste?
“I will see you with in the week.”
The phone went silent. She hung up and left me to my thoughts. I knew who and what he was. I just did not care. I wanted the jewel.
I had been living at the mansion for three years and I had grown into a woman that all the men seem to desire. I did not desire anyone except Francois.
He was the perfect gentleman with me. I have heard of his escapades with the staff and I have heard of his appetite did not lean one way or the other.
It did not matter to me. I decided I was going to be his forever. On my twentieth or twenty-first birthday, I had decided I would wear a dress I had created just for him. I had seen it on a countess and I decided that was the dress that I would entice him to take me as his own.
That night the moon was full and Francois had held a celebration. I was not invited since I was the help but I made my way to his chambers and waited. It felt like an eternity. The noise died down and I heard when he entered his room.
“Why are you her?”
I mustered up my courage and told him.
“Francois I have decided that tonight on my birthday that I will give my self over to you completely.”
He walked passed me and looked out the window at the moon.
“You do not know what you are saying. You are too young and I am too old. I want you to leave in the morning and find your way else where. You have lived under my care for too long and I can not hold on too much longer.”
The tears fell. Only a young inexperience female would cry and that I was.
“I do not want to leave. Is there something wrong?”
He turned to me with eyes of blood red and glisening teeth that would peirce your soul.
“What are you?”
“You know what I am. Do you still want to give your self to me? You will never be as you are now. You will feel you heart beat no more to be by my side. You must choose. Tonight is the last night you will have this choice.”
I did not know what precisely made me choose him. Was it love or lust. Was it security? I can not remember but I chose him and I chose death.
As he took me in ways that I never ever felt before I seen a vision of a jewel. It was deep purple with blue. After that I could not remember the rest of my death. I was told I was out of my mind for twenty days and within that time I killed the staff and most of the animals.
Once I emerged from the haze Francois informed me of what I had done and I mourned their deaths incessantly. But the hunger came over me and I needed to feed. The mourn was short lived.
“Is that your natural completion or have you lost blood recently?”
looking man with a glittering chain asked me.
always this fair in color?”
a yes or a no. I do loath the indecisiveness of today.”
I was starting to get annoyed and my patience with him was
almost at it limit. But I still had manners and decided to use them.
“Can you please tell me how far I am to the next town, Sir?”
“Are you lost?”
“No I am looking for work and I seemed to have fallen
The odd man looked around the clearing and looked back at
“Are you not scared that someone would take advantage of
you? It is clear that you are alone and do not seem strong enough to defend yourself.”
“Sorry for wasting your time. I will continue on my path. Good day, Monsieur”
He seemed pleasantly amused. I stood up a scraped my elbow
on a piece of bark that was jutting out. It was a small scape yet the odd man
captured my arm and wrapped a scarf around it as a bandage. Little did I know
he sampled my blood in the process?
“Oh mon chéri, you are a lioness, hidden in a cub’s body.”
I was finally at my limit and I did not have anyone to
answer to other than myself.
“I am no lioness. I am just a person who is looking for employment
in the next town. I will now leave. Good day”
He stood there and smiled with the jewel twinkling capturing
nonexistent light in the dense forest.
“Are you good with cows and chickens?”
“Good. Go down the path you will see a crossroad. Take the
path on the left. It will lead you to my home. Ask for Allegra. She will assign
you a place to sleep and tell you what must be done. We will talk about your
pay when I return.”
I should have turned him down but I was desperate and I needed to work.
“Monsieur???, what is the name I must address you by?”
“When we are informal you can address me as Francois. With
company it is Francois de Montmorency-Bouteville.”
I caught my breath when I realize who I was speaking to. I
knew I looked a mess but I curtseyed and accepted the offer.
You would think people with this modern technology would
learn to master driving. That thought made me smile. People really never
mastered anything anymore. They just learn enough to get by. The sun is almost
fully up, I made it to my home in just short of burning myself alive.
The door opened automatically due to the electronic system I
installed. Yes I installed it. It’s amazing the knowledge you acquire when you
drink warm blood.
I can build a home, a car and many other things from
scratch. My appetite was immense in my youth. I went into my temperature controlled
and sun omitted room. I slept on a bed made of down. Habits are hard to break.
I will wake before sunset and get back to the body. That should give me time to get it out of there and to the person who wanted it back so badly.
I did not bother to change, I was too tired and I pushed myself too far. The bed was a welcomed comfort. I fell into death and I dreamt of it. The jewel.
Fire starters how are you enjoying it so far let me in on those thought will you. Until next we burn. (I do not own the picture)
Leaving that closed in space of Angelica place, was something to be grateful for. Except if I wasn’t so picky I would have bed down inside for the day. My arms feel exactly what they are. Appendages on a walking corpse.
As the sun climbs higher I feel the weight of my bones. The fabric irritates my thin skin and the once an hour thump from my shriveled heart is like a base drum that was crashed into.
I hear the start of people waking and doing a number of things to their bodies. I hear three children crying for their mothers nip. I hear a whispered call to a hidden lover as the present lover is ablivious to it.
One thing about death, it has perks. I finally made it to my dark beauty. My Lamborghinis. She drives as if she had no engine. Quiet and quick. I sat inside and sped off down the roads before I stupidly damage my self with the sun.
“Why did I say I keep him alive?” I said to myself. I knew why because Gage asked me. the only living soul who has a trace of my blood flowing through him. To bad my line may end with him and his lover that lays in Angelica’s room.
Three generation’s ago, before I was given this new life. I had a half sister and brother. Marcellus and Calais were twins. Calais was married off to the high official at the time and Marcellus joined a revolution. What ever the revolution that was happening he joined. I believed it was due to my father, Marcellus Duponet. He was a ruthless bastard and I was so happy to rip his heart out.
That was a kill that had to have happened, but it was a mistake in letting Calais witness it. After that I was chased away, with the threat if I ever returned I will be burned.
I was not yet reborn. I killed him because I could not stand the screams I heard from my mother at he took his pleasure with her tears. I ran for hours and collapsed near a tree. I was so exhausted that I did not realize where I had run too. I just slept.
I woke in pitch darkness, yet I feared nothing. I guess that is what happens when you take a life. It is like you are removing yours. I looked around and I was still sitting on soil but not in the woods and not leaning against a tree. It was a wooden wall.
“Ahh you have awaken and at the perfect time, dusk.”
That was the beginning of the end of Martine Dupont, the girl who loved her mother so much, she killed for her.
Mmmm, Fire and intrigue is building. This is just a taste of Jacqueline past. It does get juicy. Let me know if your curiosity is peeked.
Everyone’s story always beings either in the morning or at night. Mine began when the sun colored the sky blood red orange. An occurrence that happens every hundred and twelve years.
I was inducted into the coterie at age twenty, or was it twenty one? I really do not recall. At this moment the point is mute. What is really important is the here and now and watching the flow of this precious red fluid drop onto the cold tiled floor.
I would not care if all the blood flowed out of this idiot but I made an ill fated promise to keep this particular idiot alive until dawn and I keep my word.
” Jacqueline the sun is rising, why don’t we keep him hidden until later?”
She was in a serious blood hypnotic state, that new turns could not normally break. Angelica was no new comer and she is the best to drain a body dry.
“That sounds like a good idea. Let us put him in room 212. No one goes down there. They think it is haunted by all the people I killed over the millennia.” She smiled showing a bit too much fang.
Did that bit of information run a chill down my spine? Yes. But will she ever know that? No. She would from time to time say things to get a rise out of me and only once did that work. That was one of the worst day’s of my born again life. That I have ever experience. You may have noticed I said born again, as if I was chirstian. On the contrary there is not one religious bone in this body.
I just like telling the truth and the truth is if you come back for the dead you are born again, right?
Angelica and I managed to move the blood bag down the hall to room 212. listen to his breathing which was shallow and the pulse was faint. He would be good in a couple of hours. I began to formulate a plan on how to get him out.
” Put him on this bed over here.” She said as walked towards it.
“How many more of these do we need? I’m getting tired of curbing my appetite.”
We dropped him on the bed and she turned towards me with her red lips and descended fangs showing that she was willing to give me what I would need. Little did she know, what I need is waiting for this piece of shit, before he would give himself completely up.
Angelica’s pheromones were irritating my senses. She gives off a strong aromatic scent of ammonia and that is not sexy at all. Her age of 118 was not a turn off since before I was reborn I was attracted to older sexes. There are certain qualities that I do not like, even if I did choose her. She possess one of those qualities ei: women should not smell like ammonia.
Women should have some iota of how to entice and not just give it up. Finally a woman a real woman would realize that being a predator, we love the chase. Easy is not pleasing.
It seems she never learned that in her second life.
“What? I don’t do it for you? I will eventually I always get what I want.”
“Is that a threat?” I asked calmly but my eyes showed a different emotion. Angelica knew she stepped over the line with me but she was to proud to admit it.
“No it was not a threat. Just bestowing onto you what I already know.”
I had enough of her. “I will return I have to get to my accueil. No draining until I return.”
She nodded and followed me out of the room.
(Hey their my lovelies. Here is a new story to sink your teeth in. Fire is always burning in my brain to give you new story content. It Vampire time. Let me know if your ready for it. Until next time. Fia xoxo)
Hello to all my fire burners out in the web verse. I have to drop a little knowledge out there to all of the young who have just started on there sexual journey’s so to speak.
Yes, fia is back and we are going to first talk to the young ladies out there. After you have reached that height that that special someone has taken you. (male) It would behove you to go to the bathroom and try to pee. Yes! let me tell you why. If you don’t get that creamy, pearlesant, coconut water out of you and in that bowl. It will come out on it’s own.
It will come out on it’s own and at the worst possible time. It will make you feel like you need an adult diaper! Get that out.
Now gents I know you want to be the beast in the bed room but trim the jungle down, run a comb through it and please make it smell pleasing. We like it to temp us not only by sight and feel but by scent. It will be greatly appreciated.
It is nothing worse than getting choked out by a stray hair. Not matter how far it can be taken down.
Now for those out there who pleasure them selves or who have a partner who uses toys to pleasure you. Hygiene, Hygiene, Hygiene. clean it first and after. You can inadvertently give your self a yeast infection. It does happen. Other wise go for it and can I say one more thing. There is a reason why there is a cervix and penises are the size they are. You shoving the toy so far up that it feel as if your cerix just went twenty rounds is not ok. It’s Painful. You can’t ice it twenty four seven you get me. The penis hits it but it’s not plastic. They can bruise it a bit, but not to the point that you should call 911 vagina alert.
That is it for my Twisted Thursday, Fia edition. please comment and subscribe. Until next we meet keep it burning.
Hello to all my fire starters. You may have noticed that I have put all my stories on hold. It is due to my writing my books. These books will be coming out this year.
This blog will definatly have a change to it when I am on. You will get the stories and I wanted to give you wicked Wednesday but the questions seem to be repetitive. So that will be gone. A few surprizes are in the works and I will let you know about them at least a week or two before they take place.
So, No. Your girl Fia is not going anywhere. I will be returning with new stories and news. Until we meet again. Keep the fire burning and those matches lit.
Did you like the first room? Well there are other’s. Like our new member Jennine discovered. I invite you, with her permission to tag along.
As you remember, the rule is that you have to fill out the sites questionnaire to be invited. Jennine did not and she had was awaken to an experience only fantasized about . Let’s begin shall we.
“I just hate waiting for Debra. It’s freezing cold outside and she called me to go to the mall with her.’ she thought as she kept the motor running.
Jennine was content to curl up on her sofa and binge watch american horror story. Instead she picked up the phone to the overly excited Debra.
“Come with me to the mall.” she said.
I said, “No.” And yet here I am in my car in freezing weather to go to the mall.
Debra finally walked out her house with a glow about her. Normally Jennine could care less what was going on with Debra. The woman had drama written on her birth certificate, but today she said she had something to tell me.
She entered the car and looked straight at her.
“I signed up on this site called the ONS club and I can bring you with me.”
“No. I knew you were up to something.”
“Okay wait just one minute. You are the loneliest person I
know. You have not gone out on a date in over a year. You don’t even have a pet
to talk to. Your only twenty four years old and you have the sex life of my
widowed grandmother. Which that is changed since she been invited to go on
“You’re coming and we are going to live life.”
“Deb’s it’s just a club. What do you expect to happen?”
“At the very least to get laid.”
Jennine looked at her as if she went deaf so a second.
“Yes get laid. Now let’s go to the mall so we can get a new
“I’m on a budget.”
“Bullshit. I thought you might pull that. So, it is my treat
for taking me there.”
Debra was not messing around. She wanted to go to the club and she would not allow Jennine to back out.
It was nine fifteen at night when Debra decided it was the
perfect time to go to the club. Jennine did not bother to put up a fight. She wore
her down with her clever counter arguments.
They found the
entrance to the club after walking by it several times.
That set off a red flag for Jennine. Her heart beat was
rapidly increasing by the second. Debra punched in a code in the box by the
door. It allowed them access.
“Fancy security system, right?”
Debra looked a Jennine as if to say ‘no turning back now.’
The door automatically opened. They walked into the building
that was dimly lit.
As they walked all the heard was the sound of their own
feet. Following the direction they sent Debra. They turned right and walked
down two flights of stairs and knocked.
The door was opened by a beautiful woman, wear a female version
of a tuxedo that plunged down to her navel, revealing flawless skin.
Debra handed it to her.
“You’re a silver card holder. So you were allowed a guest.
Please come in and enjoy. The coat check is at the back of the room.”
She said with a smile.
Jennine followed Debra in and was stunned to see the elegant
atmosphere. They checked their coats and went to the bar.
You see nothing to worry about. Now let’s go get some
Jennine agreed. She needed something to quiet her nerves.
“Deb what are we doing?”
“Don’t worry. I set everything up.”
Debra looked at her cell phone to see the time. “Okay I did
not want to scare you. So I just took the liberty.”
“What did you do?”
“Excuse me Ladies.” A deep sexy voice interrupted. “What
will you have he asked as he looked them both over.
“We’ll have a vodka shot.” Debra said. The male bartender
smiled at her and allowed himself a lingering glance at Debra’s body.
When the bar tender returned he handed them both their
drinks and a card each.
“What’s going on?”
“Jennine calm down. After you drink your drink. Go to the
room on the card. I will find my own way home. Just relax and go with the flow.”
“I don’t go with the flow.”
Debra looked at her friend with concern. “I know but tonight
you will. She swallowed the Vodka shot and left Jennine alone.
She sat at the bar for an hour before she convinced herself
that she wanted to see what she was missing. The room was 8. She got another
shot of vodka and went.
Jennine knocked on the door for it to be opened by a man who was gorgeous and had a thick physique. Wearing his hair back in a bun revealing a nicely groomed beard and mustache.
“Welcome to the spice room.”
‘Oh boy the room had a name.’ she thought. Walking into the
room a scent of sweet cinnamon, rose and something peppery engulf her. Very
soft yet spicy.
The light was dimmed but the hue of the room reminded her of
chili pepper red.
“Normally you would have filled out a preference list before
coming here. But I see you came as a guest.”
Jennine nodded and continued to look around the room.
“Are you nervous?”
“Yes. I think my friend thought I may like this.”
“So you don’t?”
“I just don’t know.”
“How about this. Close your eyes. I will do one thing and
you will know if you may like to continue this.”
She looked at him questioningly, but she did what he asked.
He walked behind her and she felt his warm lips and his
beard at her pulse on her neck and he gently kissed it. Then she felt when his lips touched the nape
of her neck causing her to shudder a bit.
“Do you know yet?” He whispered in her ear.
She knew and so did he by her response.
She opened her eyes to see him move to the other side of the
room. He turned facing her as if he was formulating a plan. She began to fidget
under his gaze.
“I want you to feel comfortable and if you would allow me to
control this time we have together, I’m sure we can enjoy this experience.”
He leaned against the dresser waiting for her decision. She
was never the one to do things without getting all the info first, but she
wanted to try something against her nature.
He turned around and opened the top drawer pulling out what look like a ribbon. He walked behind her with it and said, “I am going to blind fold you with this ribbon and I will do nothing without you knowing.
“Wait, what’s your name?”
“Is it important to you?”
“Call me Ryder and yours?”
She allowed him to put the blind fold on. She felt a little
“From here on just listen and do what I say.”
He must have moved back to the dresser.
“Slowly take your clothes off.”
She wore a soft silk shirt and skirt set, with calf high
“Leave the boots on.”
She unbutton her shirt. She was feeling unsure of herself
since she could not see his reaction.
She let it drop and then took off her skirt.
“You look beautiful from where I’m standing. Your breasts
look so full and the bra that holding them in is making me jealous. Take it
She did as he said.
“Mmm, nice coned nipples that seem to b perking right before
my eyes. Do you want me to suck them, Jen?”
“Yes.” She whispered.
“Tell me how.”
“I went you to take you tongue and circle around my nipple
then suck on it.”
“Sounds like it would feel good. Let’s see.”
She felt his hot breath on her left nipple. Then his wet
tongue circling it. When he took her in his mouth his mustache and beard sent
an extra sensation shooting towards her sex. Sucked on it hard causing her to
arch into him. He did the same to the other. He pulled away.
She felt his hands slid down her stomach.
“I find this very arousing. Not flat but not too big either.”
Ryder said as he caressed her trembling stomach and He took her boots off.
He pulled down her matching panties and all she felt was his
breath. “I’m going to lean you against the wall. Spread your legs for me.”
She did what he asked once she leaned back.
“You’re so wet that it’s sliding down your thighs. Should I
‘Is this really happening?’ she thought.
“Yes” she answered as her breathing was a bit fast.
He moved forward and clamped his mouth down eagerly over her
sex. She felt when his tongue went inside but what was taking her over was the
feeling of his sucking and that wonderfully sinful facial hair.
On and on his tongue licking, mouth sucking working her throbbing
flesh. Her legs were beginning to quiver almost giving out. She screamed out
her release being so intense.
That was going to be it for her. No one ever gotten her to
climax again after the initial.
Stopping he took her hand, “I’m taking you to the bed now.”
“Ryder I don’t usually cum again after.”
“She could her the soft chuckle.”
He guided her on the bed. It was moving. She’s on a
waterbed. Laying her back she heard him go back to the dresser. He walked back
“Now let me touch you but fight the urge to touch me back.”
He rubbed his hands together and then started to touch her.
First he started at her shoulders down to her breast needing them, then
pinching the nipples and then slowly to her stomach.
Jen started to feel warm and tingly.
“Why am I feeling warm?’
“It’s the oil.”
As he was massaging her stomach he went lower to her already
spent and tender clit.
He was meticulous with spreading the warm oil on her vaginal
lips. She could not help thrusting slightly upward as if begging him to stay
where he was.
He spread her legs wider and she heard a hum.
“You’re going to feel a sucking as I enter you. Try your
best not to touch me or yourself for as long as you can.”
She felt when he placed the instrument on her clit. The machine
was sucking with force that she thrusted up and that was when he entered her
with his thick shaft. The movement of the bed added an extra sensation as he
thrust inside. Stretching her walls as the machine sucked tirelessly. She came
so hard and fast. He took the machine away and continued to thrust in and out
She heard the slapping of their bodies as well as felt it.
He angle his body to the right hitting a spot, then left hitting another spot.
H kept alternating.
“Jen you want to cum again? Then me now.”
Continuously thrusting he picked the machine up again and
the powerful sucking and strong thrust she came quickly. He pulled it away but
continued thrusting in and out of her.
“I’m about to let go. Cum with me Jen.”
‘Is he serious?’ she thought.
He changed the mode and it vibrated. He placed it on her
tortured clit and her forth and final release almost did her in. she felt as if
she soak his whole lower half completely as he did his final thrust.
He leaned over her as the bed moved. He slid out of her. He
took off the blindfold. His hair came out of the bun and laid on his shining
“How are you feeling?
He smiled at her and climbed off the bed. They spent another
twenty minutes talking and then she left.
The next day Debra wanted to hear the news but Jennine
decided that was an experience she will keep to herself.
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