Blood Red Wine
Introduction:
A softer look at vampiric sex, in my opinion. Comments welcomed.
Entering the establishment, I flashed a sly smile to a man standing just inside the doorway, noticing as he alternated between eyeing my full, red lips and my breasts. I moved on, scanning the occupants of the bar quickly. They were all too loud, too silly, with too many people, or just not attractive enough. Finally, my eyes landed on the perfect one. She was sitting at the end of the bar, alone, absent-mindedly running her finger around the rim of her drink. She appeared to be deep in thought. I made my way to the bar also and seat myself a few stools down from this mystery woman, noting that she looked up in interest as I sat. I momentarily ignored her as I ordered my drink, a Bloody Mary, of course. Sipping my drink, I studied her quickly, up close for the first time. Shorter dirty-blonde hair, petite, smaller breasts, dressed casually in jeans and a tank-top and pretty in a nondescript way. Absolutely nothing about her stuck out but I knew she was the one I wanted.
As soon as I turned my head, I was approached by a young man in a baseball hat and polo. ‘Frat boy.’, i thought disdainfully. “Hey, uh, can I buy you a drink?” he asked eagerly, wiping his sweaty palms on his shorts as he did so. “I have one, thanks.”, I responded icily. If he ruined my plans for the night, I would rip out his heart and feed it to the goddess Leinth myself. He obviously picked up on the impatience in my voice and left my side quickly, laughing uneasily and shrugging to his group of jeering friends.
When I turned back towards the nameless girl, I found that she had clearly witnessed the scene between the boy and I, and was now smirking slightly. I flashed a warm smile back towards her and she looked down, as if suddenly shy. I frowned. Obviously I was going to have to approach her. I slid gracefully off of my barstool and took the one next to hers. “Since we’re both alone, we may as well keep each other company.” i said, in an easily detectable flirty tone. She smiled and responded simply with “I’m Courtney.” With this, I regained hope and quickly told her my own. “Arianna.” We shook hands and I allowed my fingers to hold hers just a bit too long. If she didn’t know what I wanted by now, then she was clueless. She looked surprised for a moment and then the realization dawned on her. She became much more animated, asking me about my life, where I was from, what I did, etc. I was very vague of course, but obviously my answers were good enough for her. I found out that she was 23, studying nursing, working part-time at a used bookstore and, most importantly, very much ‘into’ women.
After a while of talking, I reached over, put my hand over hers & inquired, very softly if she would like to leave. She nodded, and we moved to exit the building quickly. On the way out, I noticed the fraternity kid glaring at me and shaking his head. I smiled sardonically, flipped him the finger and wrapped my arm around Courtney’s waist. Out on the street, in the quiet, I could feel my stomach tingle with the anticipation of pleasure…I’m sure her’s felt the same way. I led her to my apartment, conveniently a block away, and we continued to chat and giggle as we walked, enjoying the chilly night air on our (mainly her’s) alcohol-flushed faces.
Entering my home, I flipped on the foyer light and politely asked her if she’d like something to drink. When she refused, I could resist any longer, I gently pulled her towards me and wrapped my hand around the back of her neck. She moaned softly before my lips even reached her’s. Once our lips did touch, it was gentle at first, cautious. Then we became more eager, intense and reckless. Our tongues danced together softly, darting out occasionally to taste one another’s lips. I took her bottom lip between my teeth and gently nibbled. She was delicious. Soon, we were kicking off our shoes and she was unhooking my corset as I was pulling off her tank-top. We stood there for half a moment, simply admiring one another before we resumed our frenzy, unbuttoning each other’s denim and yanking them down and then stepping out of own. Now we were both completely exposed, clad only in our panties. I pushed her against my wall took her breasts gently in my hand, rubbing the nipples with my thumbs while kissing her neck. I delighted in the way her body arched against mine, so willing and very wet, I’m sure. I kissed my way down from her neck, bringing my face up only momentarily to meet her eager lips, and nibbled and licked my way down to her beautiful breasts. Taking one nipple in my mouth while the other was still being stimulated by my hands, I sucked and licked simultaneously, twirling my tongue around while the suction made her nipple all the more harder. Then I stopped and looked up at her quickly. I’m sure the lust, desire and thirst showed in my eyes as I said “Let’s move to the bedroom.”, in a hoarse voice. She merely nodded her consent and followed me as I led the way.
Reaching the bedroom, I didn’t bother with the lights, or even pulling the blankets down on the bed. I just turned around, grabbed her, and hoisted her up onto the dresser, her legs wrapped around me. I resumed my oral assault on her breasts as her fingers found my hair, twisted in it and brought me back up to her mouth to give me a long, passionate kiss. She then held my face where it was and began to lick and suck on my own neck, darting up to my earlobe and biting gently. I squeezed the parts of her ass I could get to and ran my fingers down and around to her inner thighs. Rubbing them gently with my fingertips, closer and closer to the edge of her panties, teasing her and making her want the release more than anything. I finally removed her fingers from my hair and dropped to my knees, putting my face level with her panty-covered slit.
I reached up and dragged the material slowly down her hips, pulling it in a way that guaranteed the soft fabric was rubbing against delicate flesh. When the underwear was off and on the floor beside me, her bare, slick pussy directly in front of my face, I paused and looked up at her. She gazed back down at me and one simple word that couldn’t mean more. “Please.”, then she sighed and leaned her head back in anticipation. The first touch of my tongue against her sensitive folds caused her to jump and groan. “Please Arianna, please make me cum. Make me cum against your lips, Arianna, please.” she half moaned, half pleaded. I complied. I slowly licked the outline of her lips, darting across the folds, avoiding the clit. I traced her soaking wet hole, pushing my tongue in and tasting the walls. I felt her fingers find my hair once more and desperately try to push my head closer to her. I resisted, teasing her, tonguing her, flicking my tongue everywhere but the place she needed. Finally, I reached her clit, flicking it with my tongue gently but quick. I continued at a steady pace, feeling her fingers tighten in my hair, her hips bucking to bring her pussy closer to my tongue, suddenly she pushed my face into her and held it there, while I felt her body tremble. She was moaning and panting, loosening her hold on me only once her orgasm was near end.
As soon as I was able to pull back without disturbing her, I felt my eye teeth grow heavy in my mouth. Turning my head slightly, I opened my lips and sank them into her inner thigh, directly beside her pussy. I heard her gasp but before she could say anything, the pain from the sudden bite launched her into another, stronger orgasm. I immediately tasted my reward, the thick, enticing elixir of life. I wrapped a hand around her thigh, keeping it as close to my mouth as possible, as the sweet, slightly coppery liquid ran over my tongue. Once I was done taking my own pleasure, I realized she had been unusually quiet. I glanced up at her quickly, worried that I had somehow lost control, but my fears were quickly relieved. Her last orgasm had apparantly been so strong, she had immediately fallen asleep. Her chest rose and fell with her breathing and she wore a very satisfied smile.
I stroked her hair and picked her up easily, carried her to the bed and tucked the blankets around her. I then checked the black-out curtains to be sure there weren’t any cracks that would allow sunlight in the room. Satisfied, I crawled into bed myself. Courtney immediately turned over and snuggled up against me. I knew I would have to explain the bite later, but…somehow, I didn’t think it would keep her from coming back.
