"The Ties That Bind" (A Vampire Story, closed to Jenn1982)

[Jenn1982]

As the kiss deepened Iris felt her body responding in kind, her nipples were hardening and she could feel tingles starting low in her body. She had had some boyfriends over the years and while she had only slept with two of them she had messed around with the others but this was a totally new experience. She had definitely had some sexual feelings about women before but she had never acted on them and hadn't necessarily thought she ever would. Yet here she was in an elevator with a woman she didn't know, making out. The reality of that actually seemed to be a bit of a turn on in itself and Iris slipped her tongue between Fiona's lips.

She felt Fiona's hands on her waist drop lower until they reached the hem of her dress and began pulling it up. Iris felt her thoughts split. Part of her desperately wanted to keep going with what they were doing but another part of her, the boring, reality based part, was thinking, we're in an elevator...what if it goes back down and the doors open up on the club level and everyone can see us.

With a great deal of reluctance Iris broke the kiss and pulled back. The fun part of her was screaming that she had probably just ruined the moment and would never know what would've happened.

"Can we continue this inside the penthouse?"

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

Nightstalkers, in the elevator to the penthouse

As Fiona was just pulling Iris's dress up, the latter suddenly stopped her, asking, "Can we continue this inside the penthouse?"

Fiona backed up half a step, smiling, then said, "Of course." She didn't push the other woman; Delilah had ordered Fiona to make Iris comfortable, and obviously this wasn't getting the job done.

The elevator had long ago reached the building's upper floor, and its door had opened, then closed again; it hadn't headed back down again, though, because no one had pressed a button for a lower destination. Fiona pressed a button, and as the doors opened again, she stepped out into the penthouse, looking back to say, "We're here."

The entire upper floor was one single penthouse, 6,000 square feet of elegantly decorated heaven. There was a considerable amount of artwork, from statuary to paintings to abstract creations that would drive some people to ask Is that art? Some of the works were modern creations, while others were possibly centuries old.

As Fiona led the way, Iris would see a large living area with couches and armchairs; a sunroom with chaise lounges and a hot tub; a large kitchen made for throwing equally large parties; and -- as they entered a hallway -- open doors leading to four bedrooms; a fifth door at the end of the hallway was closed.

"This is for you," Fiona said, gesturing toward and entering one of the rooms. It had a large, canopied bed; a vanity with three mirrors and makeup lights; a sitting area with more couches, armchairs, and a coffee table on which was a sterling silver bucket with fruit offerings; and -- through another door in one wall -- an impressive bathroom with a huge bathtub. Reminding Iris of what Delilah had insisted, Fiona said, "Make yourself comfortable ... and ... if there is anything more that you need, feel free to ask. Your wish is my command."

 

[Jenn1982]

"Of course."

Fiona didn’t seem upset that Iris had asked if they could move to the penthouse and she let out a sigh of relief. Fiona pushed one of the buttons the doors to the elevator slid open to reveal the penthouse.

"We're here."

Iris was stunned to say the least. It was huge and to call it lavish didn’t do it justice. She couldn’t believe Delilah was being generous enough to let her stay here for a few days. She tried to take it all in as she followed Fiona through the living area and back towards a hallway. Whoever had decorated this place was an expert, from the modern yet inviting furniture to the beautiful art to the marble countertops in the kitchen. Iris realized she’d stopped to admire everything and fallen a few steps behind. She caught up to Fiona just as she stopped in front of one of the open doors.

"This is for you.”

Iris walked into the huge bedroom and wondered how she would be able to ever enjoy her much simpler bedroom back home. She could see a large bathtub through the bathroom door and she couldn’t wait to take a nice, long bath in it. The canopy bed was beautiful, the kind little girls dreamed of having one day…or at least she had as a little girl.

"Make yourself comfortable ... and ... if there is anything more that you need, feel free to ask. Your wish is my command."

Iris realized that maybe Fiona had taken her suggestion as a veiled rejection and she instantly felt bad. She was also disappointed, she had been enjoying what was happening and had wanted to see where it would go. Despite the fact that she usually wouldn’t be so forward Iris walked up to Fiona and pressed her lips against the other woman’s. As she kissed her she let one of her hands caress Fiona’s lower back.

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

Fiona was about to depart when suddenly Iris's body was once again against her, their lips together. The bleached blonde happily engaged the natural redhead, letting her hands find a buttock cheek and a firm breast.

Again, Fiona tugged upwards on Iris's lower hem, begging between kisses, "Let me... go down on you ... please. Let me ... serve you."

 

[Jenn1982]

Iris felt Fiona return the kiss just as eagerly. She felt a hand on her ass followed by one on her breast, making her kiss Fiona even harder. Iris moved one hand up to grasp Fiona’s hair. She felt her dress being pulled up again as she ran her fingers through the soft, blonde hair.

"Let me... go down on you ... please. Let me ... serve you.”

Iris was slightly taken aback by the plea. It wasn’t that she didn’t want it, she just hadn’t expected Fiona to be begging to do it right away. Still, just hearing Fiona said it made Iris’ body react. She didn’t trust her voice at the moment and just nodded her consent instead. Fiona didn’t waste any time in pulling her skirt up and sliding her panties off.

Iris would have thought that she would be less okay with things moving this fast but she found that she was not only unbothered but she was thoroughly enjoying this. She was grateful that she got a bikini wax regularly, not because she was seeing a lot of action but just because she preferred to have no hair down there. She couldn’t remember the last time she was this turned on.

 

[MarieDavisRPs]

Fiona wasted no time when Iris nodded her consent for the other woman to go down on her; she turned the redhead's back to the bed and walked her the two short steps to it. Continuing their erotic kisses, Fiona whispered a hungry, "You ... feel ... so nice."

Backing the beauty the two short steps to the bed, Fiona pulled the lower hem of Iris's dress up her hips to her waist, discovering a garter belt holding up the stockings she'd already felt in the elevator. She slipped her fingers into the waistband of Iris's thong and pulled them down as far as her garter clips would allow them to go down.

Then, giving her a playful push, Fiona sent Iris to her ass on the bed, causing her to bounce once as the blonde giggled. Fiona immediately began undressing herself, a matter of unfastening the leather top's two horizontal buckles, then pulling the zipper down; she accomplished it in seconds with a devilish smirk spreading her mouth. When she shrugged the top off, she revealed firm, perfectly round, barely dropping breasts that almost looked like they'd come from a box and yet -- if Iris got her hands upon them -- she would quickly realize had come from Mother Nature herself.

Now topless, Fiona dropped to her knees, reached up to unclip the garter belt as necessary to pull Iris's panties from her legs, and proceeded to do so. She could have pulled Iris's high heels from her feet, but she liked the erotic nature of heels-on during sex. Of course, normally, they were her heels, not her lover's.

Moving closer, Fiona caressed her hands softly up the insides of Iris's thighs; they were so smooth and soft, it sent a chill up Iris's spine. Her thumbs reached the redhead's crotch, one of them immediately sinking into her wetness while the other went to work flicking her bean slowly and softly up and down.

 

[Jenn1982]

Fiona gently pushed her back onto the bed with a giggle. Iris watched as Fiona began undoing the straps of her top followed by the zipper. As she let the top fall to the floor Iris couldn’t help but admire the blonde’s beautiful breasts. They were full but still perfectly perky with pale, pink nipples. Iris had always liked breasts and the times she did admire another woman she usually noticed their breasts first. Fiona’s were definitely some of the best she’d seen and she was longing to feel them in her hands.

The blonde kneeled down at the foot of the bed and Iris rose to her elbows to watch her. Fiona undid the little straps that kept her stockings clipped to her garter belt and pulled Iris’s panties the rest of the way off.

Fiona’s hands began sliding up the inside of Iris’s thighs making the redhead shiver in pleasure at the touch. Fiona’s hands finally reached Iris’s pussy and she felt a thumb slide inside her as her other hand began playing with her clit. Iris moaned as the blonde teased her, sending waves of pleasure through her body as her hips pressed against the other woman’s hand.

“Oh, god, Fiona, that feels so good. Please give me more,” she said, her voice filled with need.