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‘Porcelain Dolls’ continues...
“So, any boyfriends?” Milan asked coolly.
“Just left a real jerk of one. Hit me and treated me like crap. As far as I am concerned I can do without men for a good long time.” she said defiantly.
“I hear that one.” Milan answered back. Taking her hand she placed it on Ally’s wrist and gave her a squeeze. “How about we stretch out before the fireplace for a bit and let this buzz wear off?” she suggested. Ally agreed and soon they were lying on pillows, feeling the warmth, their bodies close. Milan scooted forward until they touched noses. Ally looked at her uneasily for a moment. “Have you ever been with a girl Ally?” she asked.
“Yes, I have been with a couple. My body has never been as satisfied as when I am with a woman,” she said.
Milan reached her hand out, stroking her soft long hair. “You are very pretty.” she said. “My lips are aching to touch yours if you will let them.”
Ally paused for a moment. Inside she felt warmth spread between her legs and up through her body. She was entranced by the alluring Milan, a woman of confidence and femininity, a woman she wanted to become. Closing her eyes she leaned forward, their lips melting into one. Milan pulled her close, tasting the sweetness inside her mouth, feeling the exchange of their breath, seeking out their tongues and playing a sensual game of tag. Ally pulled away for a moment. Her hands traced down and unbuttoned Milan’s blouse, letting her bra-less fleshy breasts out to breathe.
Bending down she suckled each aroused nipple, tracing her tongue around the hard pits. Milan caught her breath, restraining herself from taking the fruitful bite. She had the girl where she wanted. Ally rose and undressed Milan first and then herself. By the light of the fire Milan looked powerful and sexy. Before she made another move, Milan was on her, kissing her all over, travelling down her taut stomach, seeking out her hidden sex.
“Milan, you make my pulse race.” she said.
Milan delved her fingers into Ally’s moist snatch, revelling in her soft inner folds. Dipping her fingers further she flicked her tongue about her clit, bringing gasps and sighs that made her wet. Looking up she watched Ally toss and turn, moaning in such pleasure. She was a beautiful creature. Milan just had to have her. Rubbing her clit in powerful motions, she made sure to bring her close to the brink. Shaking underneath her, Ally cried out.
“Milan, oh God I am going to cum, don’t stop!” she begged.
Keeping her fingers thrusting in and out Milan made her way back up, playing with her nipples, then seeking out the fragile neck. The firelight made her neck glow red, inducing her into a whole new realm, fueling her for the act. She had opened her mouth wide when Ally unexpectedly pulled her onto her back. For just a moment she saw the fangs and stopped everything.
“What are those?” she asked.
“Ally, let me show you a different style of life.” she offered.
Ally quickly stood, gathering up her clothes. “You are one of those vampire people!” she seethed.
Milan pulled herself up, her body swooning. “Just let me show you...” she started.
Ally interrupted her. “Forget it! I am going to bed. You have been a lifesaver and a friend, but I don’t want to be your victim.” she said.
“It’s not like that, you would special.” Milan challenged.
Ally looked at her for a moment, almost losing herself to the luscious words. Shaking her head she remembered where she was. “I’m sorry, it’s not for me.” she stated and slammed the bedroom door.
Milan threw on her clothes and stormed out into the night air. She was so hungry she wanted to feed. Lately her appetite had become so out of control she didn’t know what was wrong. Ally watched her from the window, confused yet somehow strangely curious. Milan was a strong woman, an incredible lover, and very smart. She admired these traits but she wasn’t sure what to think about her being a vampire. It seemed like a dark life, one she didn’t know much about. Part of her yearned to experience it but the fearful part kept her from saying so. More than anything she wanted Milan to like her, to be her friend and show her the ropes of living the city life. If there was anyone she wanted to get to know, it was Milan. Sitting down on the edge of the bed she silently cried.
Milan paced around the streets, her mind flustered on what to do. Usually she stayed in control of her actions, being a dominant and independent woman, but something about Ally threatened to dissolve that away from her. Inside she craved her blood, yet she wanted more. There was a naïve gentleness about her that made her want to protect her, save her, and take care of her forever. One way or another she would have her, that was clear. The adrenaline pumped fiercely in her body.
Turning back towards the house she looked into the window, into the room where Ally lay. Milan made her way up the stairs and quietly opened her door. “Ally,” she called out softly, “I want to apologize.” No answer came. She walked in and found Ally curled up on the bed. She sat next to her, listening to her breath.
“If I let you drink my essence, will you share yours with me?” she asked.
“Yes Ally.” Milan said.
“Okay then, I want you to.” she replied. She rolled to her back, her bare breasts exposed.
Milan traced her fingers along the supple skin. “You will be my Ally whom I love and care for. You will belong to me.” she said.
“Yes.” whispered Ally.
“There is a razor blade on the nightstand. You may use it on me when I am finished with you.” she explained.
Ally turned her head to look. Milan pounced on her, driving her teeth into her smooth dainty neck. The drops of blood ran down to her chest making a small pool. Milan’s body shook as it savored her fresh virginal blood. The frothy liquid tingled as it slid down her throat, coating her lips with the rich scarlet color. Ally fought hard to ignore the searing pain and focus on the pleasure that began to seep through her body. New sensations were awakening inside, the perfect combination of pleasure and pain.
Milan didn’t want to let go. New life rushed into her veins, filling her stomach, rejuvenating her like never before. Gently she released her teeth. She lapped up the slight remains, smearing blood all over her lips and cheeks. Ally was mesmerized by her appearance. She looked even more alluring, exotic and deceptively beautiful. Milan sat up while Ally reached for the razor.
“Go ahead, taste my essence.” she challenged.
Ally placed the razor against Milan’s upper arm, slowly dragging it down, applying just enough pressure to draw blood. Leaning forward she brought her lips to the cut. With a flick of her tongue she tasted her first sample. The sweetness dribbled down her throat. At once she craved more. Ally made the cut deeper and more blood flowed freely down Milan’s pale arm. Quickly she lapped it up, quenching her thirst, for the more she drank the more she wanted. The blood swirled inside her, making her pulse pound and her head dizzy. She traced the blood around with her fingers, delighting in the vibrant hue. The richness of the blood made her feel strong and changed somehow.
“I would never have imagined it like this.” Ally said.
“It is the most sensual exchange of life one can give and you are the first I have yearned to share it with” Milan admitted.
Ally lay in the bed, her body trembling. “Will something happen to me?” she asked.
“Your body is adjusting to its new fuel. Night time will be your comfort and the streets will become your playground. Don’t forget that you belong to me.” she insisted.
“I know Milan, I love you and will never leave you.” she remarked. “You have given me so much in the short time I’ve been here. I adore you.”
Milan smiled. This was the one. The second she saw her she had felt it deep in her soul. They would rule the city together, feeding and feasting, loving each other’s body in every way possible.
“I feel restless,” said Ally.
“How about I help take care of that?” said Milan coyly. Her fingers probed inside Ally’s heated snatch, soaked by the sudden wetness inside her walls. Ally arched her back, moving her body against Milan’s fingers, enjoying the rush of sensations washing over her. “Lay back and enjoy,” Milan said.
Bending down she brought her mouth between her legs, diving deep inside with her tongue, tasting her juicy offerings. Then her fingers plummeted further as she suckled her young lover’s clit, slurping at it, caressing it until Ally shook uncontrollably. She gripped the headboard, thrashing her head side to side.
“Milan, I can’t hold back. Bring me to the top, Milan!” she pleaded. Ally watched Milan through unfocused eyes, everything around her a blur. Milan moved faster, sucking, licking, delving deeper, her movements quick, stroking her into total submission.
Finally Ally’s body twitched. She held her breath, crying out as the great wave of pressure subsided, draining her body, her cum coating Milan’s slender fingers.
“Now, you rest up sugar, I don’t expect to see you up until late in the evening tomorrow. You’ve had a long day and need to recuperate.” she explained. Ally turned over, mumbling sweet words as Milan rubbed her back.
The next evening Ally came out of her bedroom, feeling very confident and refreshed. Milan smiled at her, offering her a glass of wine.
“Mm, if that were a goblet of blood it would really hit the spot.” said Ally.
“All in good time. Tonight I figure we can check the bus depot for runaways or other lost souls looking for a good time. There is a lot we can accomplish together. More often than not I find young men with their tough as nails demeanor to be the easiest to dine on.” she explained. “I have some clothes you might like to borrow.”
“That would be perfect.” replied Ally. Going through the closet, Ally picked out a short tight number, a satin red dress that flaunted her shape. “Dressed to kill so to speak,” said Ally.
Nodding approvingly, Milan finished getting dressed in a black dress, two porcelain dolls ready to go out on the town, scouting for prey.
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