I'd like to start a roleplay about a female vampire who seduces my character (Shawn) after meeting him in a nightclub, then turns him into a vampire as well. A little graphic, sexual, some neck biting maybe but no excessive blood and gore. Any ladies interested in playing the part of the vampire?
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Justine
OCC: I'm going to jump all over this one if you'll have me. I've been wanting to do a vampire story. I just love Anne Rice's stories.
Justine made men's heart's ache and it was not just from her beauty. It was because she was also a vampire. She looked like she had stepped out of a painting done by Bottecelli, and that was because she had once been his favorite model.
At that moment, Justine was hungry, hungry not just for blood, but for companionship. She dressed entirely in black; knee high leather boots, leather mini-skirt, black clingy tank top. Justine knew the clash her attire made with her Renaissance looks made for an exotic combination.
She went to a nightclub where she knew young people hung out. Although she was hundreds of years old, she looked like she was in her middle to late twenties.
The vampire opened the door to the club. She walked to the bar and positioned herself where she would have a good view of the entire place. She ordered herself a martini (just for show) and began to scan the place with a predator's eyes.
OCC: I'm going to jump all over this one if you'll have me. I've been wanting to do a vampire story. I just love Anne Rice's stories.
Justine made men's heart's ache and it was not just from her beauty. It was because she was also a vampire. She looked like she had stepped out of a painting done by Bottecelli, and that was because she had once been his favorite model.
At that moment, Justine was hungry, hungry not just for blood, but for companionship. She dressed entirely in black; knee high leather boots, leather mini-skirt, black clingy tank top. Justine knew the clash her attire made with her Renaissance looks made for an exotic combination.
She went to a nightclub where she knew young people hung out. Although she was hundreds of years old, she looked like she was in her middle to late twenties.
The vampire opened the door to the club. She walked to the bar and positioned herself where she would have a good view of the entire place. She ordered herself a martini (just for show) and began to scan the place with a predator's eyes.
Shawn
Shawn is a handsome young man at the age of 22. He had recently come out of a year long relationship and decided it was time to start dating again. He put on his best evening clothes and headed for a local nightclub. As he pulled into the parking lot and shut off his car, he had a strange feeling that this evening was going to be a very interesting one. He got out of his car and made his way to the front door. He could hear the music blasting as he approached. He walked thru the door and made his way to the bar and ordered a drink. Looking around for an attractive lady he could, hopefully, start up a conversation with.
Shawn is a handsome young man at the age of 22. He had recently come out of a year long relationship and decided it was time to start dating again. He put on his best evening clothes and headed for a local nightclub. As he pulled into the parking lot and shut off his car, he had a strange feeling that this evening was going to be a very interesting one. He got out of his car and made his way to the front door. He could hear the music blasting as he approached. He walked thru the door and made his way to the bar and ordered a drink. Looking around for an attractive lady he could, hopefully, start up a conversation with.
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Much has been written about the magnetic quality a vampire's eyes possess. Justine's were no different. She saw a young man enter with those eyes. And she watched him...
He looked as if he had taken more care in dress than the other young louts she had already observed in this place. She liked that about him. He was young and obviously handsome. She liked that too.
She settled back and watched. He would notice her, and he would be drawn to her. Of this, she was sure. When he came to her, they would talk and she would see, see whether he was "the one."
Meanwhile, she discreetly dumped her martini into an empty glass on the bar, and then ordered another.
Much has been written about the magnetic quality a vampire's eyes possess. Justine's were no different. She saw a young man enter with those eyes. And she watched him...
He looked as if he had taken more care in dress than the other young louts she had already observed in this place. She liked that about him. He was young and obviously handsome. She liked that too.
She settled back and watched. He would notice her, and he would be drawn to her. Of this, she was sure. When he came to her, they would talk and she would see, see whether he was "the one."
Meanwhile, she discreetly dumped her martini into an empty glass on the bar, and then ordered another.
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As he sat there at the bar, looking for a lady to spend the evening with, he caught the gaze of possibly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. After making eye-contact with her, he felt himself standing up, but did not tell his legs to do so. He was walking toward her. It felt as if someone else were controlling him like a puppet. The closer he got, the closer he wanted to be. When he finally reached her, he stared for a moment. Admiring her beauty. But after a moment regained his senses and stopped staring. He cleared his throat and bravely said...
Shawn: Excuse me, is this seat taken?
As he sat there at the bar, looking for a lady to spend the evening with, he caught the gaze of possibly the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. After making eye-contact with her, he felt himself standing up, but did not tell his legs to do so. He was walking toward her. It felt as if someone else were controlling him like a puppet. The closer he got, the closer he wanted to be. When he finally reached her, he stared for a moment. Admiring her beauty. But after a moment regained his senses and stopped staring. He cleared his throat and bravely said...
Shawn: Excuse me, is this seat taken?
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Shawn was a bit nervous as he sat down. He'd always been a little shy around people he had just met, especially beautiful women. His eyes scanned over her gorgeous body.
Shawn: Oh, have you? Well, thank you. I'm Shawn, what's your name?
OOC If and when we get to any fooling around, you will be the more dominate one, almost as if you have me under a spell. Whenever we get to the end, let's make this a happily ever after story lol.
Shawn was a bit nervous as he sat down. He'd always been a little shy around people he had just met, especially beautiful women. His eyes scanned over her gorgeous body.
Shawn: Oh, have you? Well, thank you. I'm Shawn, what's your name?
OOC If and when we get to any fooling around, you will be the more dominate one, almost as if you have me under a spell. Whenever we get to the end, let's make this a happily ever after story lol.
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"Hello, Shawn. My name is Justine," she said in answer to his question. He looked uncomfortable, nervous perhaps. Justine found this unbelievably attractive. She did not want to be too aggressive and scare him away. She already liked the way he like, now she was beginning to like him.
"You intrigue me. You are an incredibly sexy young man, yet you seem uncomfortable. Why is that?" Justine curved her lips into a sexy smile.
"You intrigue me. You are an incredibly sexy young man, yet you seem uncomfortable. Why is that?" Justine curved her lips into a sexy smile.
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Shawn returned the smile and replied...
Shawn: W-well, I just came out of a serious relationship, so I'm not used to this sort of thing. Its not everyday I meet a woman as beautiful as yourself. So, tell me about yourself.
Shawn sat there gazing into her seductively beautiful eyes as he waited for her response.
Shawn returned the smile and replied...
Shawn: W-well, I just came out of a serious relationship, so I'm not used to this sort of thing. Its not everyday I meet a woman as beautiful as yourself. So, tell me about yourself.
Shawn sat there gazing into her seductively beautiful eyes as he waited for her response.
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Justine drink in his sweet shyness like wine, or something much richer... "At present, you find my alone. I have no career as such because I have inherited most of my wealth," Justine began. This statement was basically true as she had taken more than blood from some of her wealthier victims. "Therefore," Justine continued, "I spend most of my time pursing pleasure... in its many forms."
At this point, Justine leaned towards Shawn slightly in that way that mortal women will do when they are flirting. She toyed with a pendant she was wearing. It was an unusual piece looking like a replica from an Egyptian tomb. She let it fall and the pendant nestles itself back between her magnificent breasts.
"What is it that you do, Shawn?" Justine asked.
At this point, Justine leaned towards Shawn slightly in that way that mortal women will do when they are flirting. She toyed with a pendant she was wearing. It was an unusual piece looking like a replica from an Egyptian tomb. She let it fall and the pendant nestles itself back between her magnificent breasts.
"What is it that you do, Shawn?" Justine asked.
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Shawn looked down at the pendant, whether he was looking more at the pendant or her breasts, he didn't know. He looked back into her eyes as he answered her.
Shawn: Well, I'm a bit of a night person so I work on weeknights at a book store. I'm actually a musician but until I get my career off the ground I work other jobs. My band is actually playing at this club in a couple of weeks. Do you like music?
Shawn sips his drink.
Shawn looked down at the pendant, whether he was looking more at the pendant or her breasts, he didn't know. He looked back into her eyes as he answered her.
Shawn: Well, I'm a bit of a night person so I work on weeknights at a book store. I'm actually a musician but until I get my career off the ground I work other jobs. My band is actually playing at this club in a couple of weeks. Do you like music?
Shawn sips his drink.
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"Do I like music? Quite," Justine replied. "As a matter of fact, I've got a friend who is a muscian. Perhaps you've heard of him. His name is Lestat." Justine uncrossed her long, shaply legs and recrossed them. She glanced up to make sure that Shawn was watching. "I would be very much interested in hearing your music. I am interested in a great many things about you. It seems, then, that we have much in common. I, too, am a night person." Justine smiled again, with a vampire's best attempt at warmth.
"Good," she thought. She detected less nervousness in him now. He was beginning to relax, to warm to her. Justine breathed in deeply. With her heightened senses, she was able to pick up the subtle smell of sexual attraction.
Justine reached over and took one of Shawn's hands into hers. She turned his hand over exposing his palm. Justine salivated at the exposed blue veins on his wrist. Instead, she turned his hand over and laid it on her thigh. "You have paid me many compliments this evening. Tell me, are you sexually attracted to me?"
"Good," she thought. She detected less nervousness in him now. He was beginning to relax, to warm to her. Justine breathed in deeply. With her heightened senses, she was able to pick up the subtle smell of sexual attraction.
Justine reached over and took one of Shawn's hands into hers. She turned his hand over exposing his palm. Justine salivated at the exposed blue veins on his wrist. Instead, she turned his hand over and laid it on her thigh. "You have paid me many compliments this evening. Tell me, are you sexually attracted to me?"
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Shawn gulps and seems suprised at the question. Not that he didn't like it, in fact he has always liked aggressive and dominant women. He just wasn't expecting it. He smiles and says...
Shawn: Well, yes. Very much in fact. More so than any woman I've ever met. Are you sexually attracted to me?
Shawn glides his hand over her thigh, rubbing and caressing it. Staring deeply into her eyes, unknowingly making her hold on him even stronger.
Shawn gulps and seems suprised at the question. Not that he didn't like it, in fact he has always liked aggressive and dominant women. He just wasn't expecting it. He smiles and says...
Shawn: Well, yes. Very much in fact. More so than any woman I've ever met. Are you sexually attracted to me?
Shawn glides his hand over her thigh, rubbing and caressing it. Staring deeply into her eyes, unknowingly making her hold on him even stronger.
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"Yes... Yes..." Justine thought to herself. Shawn responded to her direct sexual overture.
"To answer that question, I find you to be everything that I desire in a man," Justine said to Shawn.
His innocent, sweet fingers were doing things to Justine's body. It is not commonly known about vampires, but they can feel all of the sexual desire mortals do. They can even sexually couple in a union similiar to mortals. The difference being, the final orgasm came from the drinking of blood...
"Shawn, you and I are going to have a magical night. We can stay here continuing to tease each other, or..." Justine took a fake sip of her martini, "We can go to somewhere more private," she said looking deeply into his eyes. "It must be your choice, totally your choice."
And, it was true. Justine lived by a personal code that didn't allow her to make a mortal into a vampire against his will. She would not do anything to this sweet young man unless he wanted it, begged for it.
"To answer that question, I find you to be everything that I desire in a man," Justine said to Shawn.
His innocent, sweet fingers were doing things to Justine's body. It is not commonly known about vampires, but they can feel all of the sexual desire mortals do. They can even sexually couple in a union similiar to mortals. The difference being, the final orgasm came from the drinking of blood...
"Shawn, you and I are going to have a magical night. We can stay here continuing to tease each other, or..." Justine took a fake sip of her martini, "We can go to somewhere more private," she said looking deeply into his eyes. "It must be your choice, totally your choice."
And, it was true. Justine lived by a personal code that didn't allow her to make a mortal into a vampire against his will. She would not do anything to this sweet young man unless he wanted it, begged for it.
...
Shawn's infatuation with Justine was growing exoponentially. He smiled at hearing her offer. An offer he could not refuse. He slide his hand even further up her thigh, under her mini-skirt, savoring her smooth fair skin with his hand.
Shawn: In that case, I say we go someplace more private. Would you rather goto my place or yours?
Shawn continued to undress her with his eyes. While its true he did want Justine sexually, very much so in fact, but lust was not his only motive. He felt a connection to her. Something deeper. He couldn't explain it but he felt there was something very special about Justine. He looked forward to the rest of the night with great anticipation.
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Shawn's infatuation with Justine was growing exoponentially. He smiled at hearing her offer. An offer he could not refuse. He slide his hand even further up her thigh, under her mini-skirt, savoring her smooth fair skin with his hand.
Shawn: In that case, I say we go someplace more private. Would you rather goto my place or yours?
Shawn continued to undress her with his eyes. While its true he did want Justine sexually, very much so in fact, but lust was not his only motive. He felt a connection to her. Something deeper. He couldn't explain it but he felt there was something very special about Justine. He looked forward to the rest of the night with great anticipation.
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"We will go to my abode where we will finish our conversation," Justine stated emphatically. "I have my car and I will take it. Do not worry, one of my servants will fetch your car when you need it," Justine continued.
Jusine snapped open her black clutch and extracted a crisp, hundred dollar bill which she placed on the counter. Without saying another word, she turned and started to make her way out of the bar and to her car. Justine did not assume Shawn would follow. She knew it.
They stopped into a 1952 Allard J2X roadster that Justine had had painted her trademark black. The car had originally belonged to an engineer who had installed a race prepped Turbo Hydramatic transmission. She had fallen in love with him as much as the car and was devestated when he died. She retrieved the keys from her purse. Dangling them in front of him, she asked Shawn, "Care to drive?"
Jusine snapped open her black clutch and extracted a crisp, hundred dollar bill which she placed on the counter. Without saying another word, she turned and started to make her way out of the bar and to her car. Justine did not assume Shawn would follow. She knew it.
They stopped into a 1952 Allard J2X roadster that Justine had had painted her trademark black. The car had originally belonged to an engineer who had installed a race prepped Turbo Hydramatic transmission. She had fallen in love with him as much as the car and was devestated when he died. She retrieved the keys from her purse. Dangling them in front of him, she asked Shawn, "Care to drive?"
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Shawn had always been a car enthusiast. He wasn't about to turn down an opportunity like this. He opened the passanger side door and helped Justine to her seat, being the gentleman that he was. He walked back around climbed in the driver seat. He adjusted his seat and mirrors and turned the key. As he pulled out of the parking lot, he seemed to know where he was going. He knew what roads to take. Strange considering he had never been to Justine's home before. But for some reason this didn't suprise him. The thought never crossed his mind twice. Justine's hold over him was strong. But there was very little supernatural about it. He was completely infatuated with her. Once Shawn got away from the highways and city streets and onto roads with less traffic, he decided to really get the feel of the car. He pressed the accelerator. 65...70...73....76....84...86.....90. The speed gives him such a rush. An almost sexual feeling. Shawn wasn't worried about wrecking because his father was an amateur racer. He knew how to handle the speed safely. As he grew closer to the destination, he slowed back to a regular speed. He pulled into Justine's abode, knowing where to go tho he had never been there before. He put the car in park and got out and opened Justine's door, helping her to her feet.
Shawn: Wow, this is a beautiful place you have here. Come on, let's go inside.
Justine took Shawn by the hand and led him to the door. A feeling of extreme excitement filled Shawn as he awaited what's to come.
Shawn had always been a car enthusiast. He wasn't about to turn down an opportunity like this. He opened the passanger side door and helped Justine to her seat, being the gentleman that he was. He walked back around climbed in the driver seat. He adjusted his seat and mirrors and turned the key. As he pulled out of the parking lot, he seemed to know where he was going. He knew what roads to take. Strange considering he had never been to Justine's home before. But for some reason this didn't suprise him. The thought never crossed his mind twice. Justine's hold over him was strong. But there was very little supernatural about it. He was completely infatuated with her. Once Shawn got away from the highways and city streets and onto roads with less traffic, he decided to really get the feel of the car. He pressed the accelerator. 65...70...73....76....84...86.....90. The speed gives him such a rush. An almost sexual feeling. Shawn wasn't worried about wrecking because his father was an amateur racer. He knew how to handle the speed safely. As he grew closer to the destination, he slowed back to a regular speed. He pulled into Justine's abode, knowing where to go tho he had never been there before. He put the car in park and got out and opened Justine's door, helping her to her feet.
Shawn: Wow, this is a beautiful place you have here. Come on, let's go inside.
Justine took Shawn by the hand and led him to the door. A feeling of extreme excitement filled Shawn as he awaited what's to come.
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The scene is set...
Justine was thrilled at her control over Shawn. He followed her mental instructions perfectly on the drive to her home. That level of communication was only possible if there was a deep connection between two individuals. This further convinced Justine that Shawn was meant for her.
"Yes, it is," Justine answered in response to Shawn's statement about her dwelling. "I can hardly take credit for it, however. I just live here."
The house they stood before was in one of the remote regions of the county, far out into the country. Quite simply it was magnificant and very very old, by American standards anyway. The rambling farmhouse was elegant in its Victorian beauty. Cream colored gingerbread festooned the wooden clapboards, made marble gray with age.
Justine took Shawn by the hand and led him to the front door. She wrestled the keys out of his other hand. She unlocked and opened the front door. They moved into the foyer which fed onto the drawing room by a short hall. Entering the showplace of her home, she flipped on the lights and Justine just let him look.
There was much to see. If the British museum had ever decided to decorate a private home, it would look much like Justine's. Furnishings and decoratives spanned hundreds of years. A grand old fireplace built from century old masonary stood at one end. Before it, a rich Aubusson carpet lay, done in lapis blue and silver.
On the wall directly opposite the fireplace, Jusine pointed out an exquisite Flemish tapestry with stiches so small, they almost could not be seen. Justine took Shawn by the hand again. She led him over to the fireplace which now had a blazing fire in it. As they stepped onto the carpet their feet sank into its decadent softness. Large velvet pillows invited them to recline. If someone had been paying close attention, he or she would have noticed that the rest of the room had become quite dark and was now lit only by the firelight.
Justine invited Shawn to make himself comfortable and she sank down beside him. She reached out her hand to stroke his cheek with long crimson fingernails. "Your nearness strikes me like a stake through the heart," Justine purred. "Come and kiss me. Put your lips to mine. Let it begin that way..." she said, parting her lips slightly to complete the invitation.
Justine was thrilled at her control over Shawn. He followed her mental instructions perfectly on the drive to her home. That level of communication was only possible if there was a deep connection between two individuals. This further convinced Justine that Shawn was meant for her.
"Yes, it is," Justine answered in response to Shawn's statement about her dwelling. "I can hardly take credit for it, however. I just live here."
The house they stood before was in one of the remote regions of the county, far out into the country. Quite simply it was magnificant and very very old, by American standards anyway. The rambling farmhouse was elegant in its Victorian beauty. Cream colored gingerbread festooned the wooden clapboards, made marble gray with age.
Justine took Shawn by the hand and led him to the front door. She wrestled the keys out of his other hand. She unlocked and opened the front door. They moved into the foyer which fed onto the drawing room by a short hall. Entering the showplace of her home, she flipped on the lights and Justine just let him look.
There was much to see. If the British museum had ever decided to decorate a private home, it would look much like Justine's. Furnishings and decoratives spanned hundreds of years. A grand old fireplace built from century old masonary stood at one end. Before it, a rich Aubusson carpet lay, done in lapis blue and silver.
On the wall directly opposite the fireplace, Jusine pointed out an exquisite Flemish tapestry with stiches so small, they almost could not be seen. Justine took Shawn by the hand again. She led him over to the fireplace which now had a blazing fire in it. As they stepped onto the carpet their feet sank into its decadent softness. Large velvet pillows invited them to recline. If someone had been paying close attention, he or she would have noticed that the rest of the room had become quite dark and was now lit only by the firelight.
Justine invited Shawn to make himself comfortable and she sank down beside him. She reached out her hand to stroke his cheek with long crimson fingernails. "Your nearness strikes me like a stake through the heart," Justine purred. "Come and kiss me. Put your lips to mine. Let it begin that way..." she said, parting her lips slightly to complete the invitation.
and so it begins...
Shawn quickly accepted Justine's invitation without any hesitation. He pressed his lips to hers, kissing her lips softly for a moment. He then opened his mouth a little more and slid his tongue between her lips, and she did the same. Their tongues mingled in each other mouths in the most passionate kiss Shawn had ever experienced. Shawn placed his hand on Justine's breasts. Massaging them firmly, kneading them. As the kiss ended, her control over him was complete. Shawn didn't know it yet, but he was falling madly in love with Justine. He planted a few more kisses on Justine's lips, then a few on her cheeks, and few on her neck, and back up to her lips again. Shawn was in Heaven. Which was obvious because his erection was clearly visible through his jeans. Justine looked down and noticed it. Shawn knew she had seen it and wondered what she was going to say about it. Shawn did not know how far Justine was planning to go, he would've been content with only that kiss, as it was the most amazing kiss he had ever had. But with a woman as beautiful as Justine, Shawn couldn't help but want more.
Shawn quickly accepted Justine's invitation without any hesitation. He pressed his lips to hers, kissing her lips softly for a moment. He then opened his mouth a little more and slid his tongue between her lips, and she did the same. Their tongues mingled in each other mouths in the most passionate kiss Shawn had ever experienced. Shawn placed his hand on Justine's breasts. Massaging them firmly, kneading them. As the kiss ended, her control over him was complete. Shawn didn't know it yet, but he was falling madly in love with Justine. He planted a few more kisses on Justine's lips, then a few on her cheeks, and few on her neck, and back up to her lips again. Shawn was in Heaven. Which was obvious because his erection was clearly visible through his jeans. Justine looked down and noticed it. Shawn knew she had seen it and wondered what she was going to say about it. Shawn did not know how far Justine was planning to go, he would've been content with only that kiss, as it was the most amazing kiss he had ever had. But with a woman as beautiful as Justine, Shawn couldn't help but want more.
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Justine could sense Shawn's submission deep within her. It thrilled her and excited her. "He may be young, but he certainly knows how to kiss a woman," Justine thought. She gently removed Shawn's clothes, who was unresisting and compliant. "Just lie back and let me look at you," she commanded in a gentle whisper. Justine feasted her eyes on his youthful hard body, her gaze scraping over ever inch of him. She tought to herself, "Such a perfect age to be immortalized."
Justine knealt beside him. Her graceful fingers trailed back and forth, scraping the skin lightly with long nails. Over his nipples, down his flat, hard stomach, her touch was light yet maddenly arousing.
"I feel as if I must have ordered you. You seem made for me," Justine purred with a seductive voice.
She stopped to stroke the hard, cordoned muscles of his thighs. Justine could see he was becoming aroused and she relished the effect she was having on him. She stood up before him, standing in the firelight. Justine slowly removed her top, lifted it over her head. Her lush breasts sprang forward, unencumbered by undergarments. The nipples were of a color just a few shades pinker than blood. They stood out on the startingly white of her high, full breasts. She cupped them, rubbing the nipples with her thumbs. Justine stood, displaying herself for Shawn. Then she slid the slick leather miniskirt over her shapely hips, kicking it away as it fell to the floor. A matching black leather throng clung to her. Justine slid a finger into its waistband.
"Help me take this off... With your teeth," she said in a voice that could not be resisted.
Justine knealt beside him. Her graceful fingers trailed back and forth, scraping the skin lightly with long nails. Over his nipples, down his flat, hard stomach, her touch was light yet maddenly arousing.
"I feel as if I must have ordered you. You seem made for me," Justine purred with a seductive voice.
She stopped to stroke the hard, cordoned muscles of his thighs. Justine could see he was becoming aroused and she relished the effect she was having on him. She stood up before him, standing in the firelight. Justine slowly removed her top, lifted it over her head. Her lush breasts sprang forward, unencumbered by undergarments. The nipples were of a color just a few shades pinker than blood. They stood out on the startingly white of her high, full breasts. She cupped them, rubbing the nipples with her thumbs. Justine stood, displaying herself for Shawn. Then she slid the slick leather miniskirt over her shapely hips, kicking it away as it fell to the floor. A matching black leather throng clung to her. Justine slid a finger into its waistband.
"Help me take this off... With your teeth," she said in a voice that could not be resisted.
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Shawn knealt down before Justine, taking the corner of her thong in his teeth. He slid them down her legs slowly. Shawn's mouth watered at the site of her beautiful treasure. She kicked the thongs aside. Shawn left a trail of kisses up her leg as he stood up, and finally kissed her lips, even more passionately than before. His hands carressed her body as they kissed. Down her back, over her sexy backside. He memorized every curve, every inch. He was no longer in control of himself. His desire for Justine consumed him. He was hers to control, and he gave himself willingly. He had to have her for himself, and he had to be hers. They continued to fondel, caress, and kiss each other. He kissed her neck, making his way down to her breasts. Taking her nipple into his mouth, sucking on it, swirling his tongue around it. Justine closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure. He kissed his way down her stomach, and then a little further. He looked up into Justine's eyes, almost as if asking for approval to taste her...
Shawn knealt down before Justine, taking the corner of her thong in his teeth. He slid them down her legs slowly. Shawn's mouth watered at the site of her beautiful treasure. She kicked the thongs aside. Shawn left a trail of kisses up her leg as he stood up, and finally kissed her lips, even more passionately than before. His hands carressed her body as they kissed. Down her back, over her sexy backside. He memorized every curve, every inch. He was no longer in control of himself. His desire for Justine consumed him. He was hers to control, and he gave himself willingly. He had to have her for himself, and he had to be hers. They continued to fondel, caress, and kiss each other. He kissed her neck, making his way down to her breasts. Taking her nipple into his mouth, sucking on it, swirling his tongue around it. Justine closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure. He kissed his way down her stomach, and then a little further. He looked up into Justine's eyes, almost as if asking for approval to taste her...
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All of a vampire's senses are more acute than the mortal. Shawn's lips had the quality of fire moving over her skin. He was on his knees, kissing and licking her body with devasting effect. The control she held over the boy did little to make her need him less. Shawn held Jusine's gaze. She hadn't realized how starved she was for this deep wonderful sweetness. She opened her alabaster legs to Shawn allowing him to see the most private part of herself. Her flower opened and she moaned imploringly.
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Shawn smiled at Justine and then went right to work. Licking her labia. His tongue glided over her pussy lips, making her moan with anticipation. Justine tasted so sweet, Shawn almost didn't want to stop long enough to lay her down. But he knew he could get better access that way. He picked Justine up and layed her down on her back. He held her lips apart and began sucking on her clit. Justine's leg started to shake a little. He flicked his tongue back and fourth over her clit, teasing it. Swirling his tongue around it. He slid a finger inside and began sucking on her clit again. He felt Justine squirming and moaning in pleasure. He worked in another finger. He lay there, sliding his fingers in and out of her faster and faster as he licked and sucked at her clit. He took his fingers out and deep tongued her. He continued to tongue her pussy for what seemed like an hour. Savoring her sweet taste.
Shawn smiled at Justine and then went right to work. Licking her labia. His tongue glided over her pussy lips, making her moan with anticipation. Justine tasted so sweet, Shawn almost didn't want to stop long enough to lay her down. But he knew he could get better access that way. He picked Justine up and layed her down on her back. He held her lips apart and began sucking on her clit. Justine's leg started to shake a little. He flicked his tongue back and fourth over her clit, teasing it. Swirling his tongue around it. He slid a finger inside and began sucking on her clit again. He felt Justine squirming and moaning in pleasure. He worked in another finger. He lay there, sliding his fingers in and out of her faster and faster as he licked and sucked at her clit. He took his fingers out and deep tongued her. He continued to tongue her pussy for what seemed like an hour. Savoring her sweet taste.
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Justine felt only the most intense pleasure as Shawn used his tongue and fingers with skill. She opened her legs wider, allowing the sweet sensations to go on for a few precious moments more. The deep connection they shared made communication unnecessary. He knew what she needed before she did. His tongue found her clitoris and the way his mouth sucked at her was perfectly timed to the rhythms in her mind. Justine's excitement grew, but she knew she would have to wait. Her orgasm would come later and only if Shawn was willing.
Justine extracted herself from the boy's moist grasp. His eyes questioned hers. He pulled the startled vampire into a wild embrace. As there lips came together, Justine caught the delicate tissue of his tongue with her vampire teeth. The deep arousal Justine had experienced had caused the sharp canines to emerge. They drew tiny droplets of blood as Shawn's tongue brushed against them. Sensing the blood, Justine sucked his tongue into her mouth, relishing the powerful taste of his red sweetness. Just those few drops enflamed Justine's desire for the boy. She would have to control herself with a will of granite or she would rip him to shreds.
"It is for you to have pleasure, my love," Justine cryptically purred, her mouth thick with wanting. She pressed him downwards so that she was lieing on his back. She looked longingly at the beautiful length of his manhood. She wanted to give him the sweetest pleasure with her mouth, but she could not risk it. She might hurt the innocent young man.
Instead, she spread the swollen lips of her own sex with one of her hands. With the other she grasped his stiff penis in a grip of silken iron. She began to lower herself with the patience of a true voluptuary. The folds of her sweet vagina enclosed around his cock like the fingers of a wet glove. Justine flexed her powerful muscles clasping Shawn more deeply into her. With slow steady strokes, the vampire began to ride him.
Justine extracted herself from the boy's moist grasp. His eyes questioned hers. He pulled the startled vampire into a wild embrace. As there lips came together, Justine caught the delicate tissue of his tongue with her vampire teeth. The deep arousal Justine had experienced had caused the sharp canines to emerge. They drew tiny droplets of blood as Shawn's tongue brushed against them. Sensing the blood, Justine sucked his tongue into her mouth, relishing the powerful taste of his red sweetness. Just those few drops enflamed Justine's desire for the boy. She would have to control herself with a will of granite or she would rip him to shreds.
"It is for you to have pleasure, my love," Justine cryptically purred, her mouth thick with wanting. She pressed him downwards so that she was lieing on his back. She looked longingly at the beautiful length of his manhood. She wanted to give him the sweetest pleasure with her mouth, but she could not risk it. She might hurt the innocent young man.
Instead, she spread the swollen lips of her own sex with one of her hands. With the other she grasped his stiff penis in a grip of silken iron. She began to lower herself with the patience of a true voluptuary. The folds of her sweet vagina enclosed around his cock like the fingers of a wet glove. Justine flexed her powerful muscles clasping Shawn more deeply into her. With slow steady strokes, the vampire began to ride him.
