night-music

Archive-name: night-music

From: afgun@engin.umich.edu (Andrew F. Gunnesch)

Subject: Anonymous story: night-music

Keywords: anonymous story victoria

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

Chapter 1: What's A Nice Girl Like You...?

I saw her sitting at the bar. She had full lips, set in a pretty face. She had round cheeks, very brown eyes, and curly jet-black hair that came to her shoulders. There was something foreign and exotic about her face, and the way she was sitting made her all the more attractive. She was surrounded by men, obviously enjoying all of the attention. She put a cigarette in a holder, and six flames appeared. She selected one, but smiled at all the gentlemen, and basked in the attention again. I ordered my drink, looked at the spectacle fifteen or so feet away, and shook my head. Yeah, she was gorgeous, but all those guys?

I looked up from my drink, hoping to steal another look at the foreign beauty, but I picked the wrong time. She was looking in my direction at the time, and our eyes met. Or rather, locked. I couldn't turn my head away, and my feet suddenly grew roots. I was embarrassed. She stood up, smiled at the crowd of guys, and walked through the crowd of shocked, would-be suitors. Our eyes were still locked, and there was no doubt in anyone's mind whom she was headed for.

She stood in front of me and smiled. Her eyes danced, and she spoke in a musical, accented voice. "Hello, I am Victoria." She held out her hand. The accent had left me unsure of what to do, so I kissed it. "I'm D- David...", I stammered. "I am pleased to meet you, David. I am -- new in this country, and I am not familiar with American customs." She pouted a little. "Some of the men make fun of me when I smoke, but I see other women smoke too?"

"Well, cigarette holders went out of fashion in the 1920's. It's almost never seen these days."

"So I am - how you say - old fashion." She said that smiling, with a lovely twinkle in her eyes. For the entire conversation, our eyes were locked. We talked the rest of the night, standing at the bar. Frequent interruptions were the rule, since many of the men she had left at the bar simply moved to where we were. As time passed, though, they gave up, one by one, and left us alone.

Last call sounded, and Victoria gave me a questioning look. "What is this 'last call?'", she queried in the voice and accent I had fallen in love with. "It means that the bar is closing soon, and if you want another drink, you have to order it now.", I explained.

"Ah. I see. But I do not want another drink... of wine. May we leave?"

"Sure. Where's your car parked? I'll walk you to it."

"I...", she paused, searching for the word. "Rode in taxi here. I would like to... spend longer with you. You are... interesting to me."

So we left and headed to my place across the street. "Hey, GEEK!!!", came a loud shout. Victoria looked at me quizzically, and we kept walking. Three guys ran to us, and blocked our way. I recognized them from the crowd around Victoria earlier. They were definitely drunk, and all much bigger than I was. "Baby, you need a REAL man, not this geek-ass punk.", one of them said. "Yeah, I can beat him up with one hand.", another said, getting in my face. More accurately, putting his chest in my face. I was beginning to feel worried.

Victoria spoke. This time it wasn't the light, clipped, musical tones that I had been happily listening to all night. "Leave us alone. Go away." The voice was cold, commanding, stern. Much to my surprise, the men walked away quietly. I looked at her, a little bit of wonder in my eyes. She turned to me, and I looked into those deep brown eyes. I listened to the sweet, musical voice that greeted me, and promptly forgot any questions I might've had. "Shall we continue to your place, David?"

We arrived at my place, and she sat down, an amused expression on her exotic face. "So we have selected each other this evening." She regarded me with interest, while I could only look at her, dumbfounded by her pronouncement. "Kiss me.", she requested, and I happily complied. She sighed as we broke our embrace. She walked into the bedroom, and posed seductively on the bed. "Do you want me?", she asked, unnecessarily. I sat next to her and kissed her passionately.

"Stand up.", I gently urged. "Why?", she asked.

"So I can undress you properly." I removed her clothes slowly, and with great attention to each new area of skin that was revealed. I kissed, tongued and nibbled Victoria, listening to her sigh and moan as my mouth worked on her neck, arms, shoulders, and back. She undressed me, kissing, tongue probing, searching for my tonsils. We fell on the bed, kissing hungrily.

I kissed my way down her body. "What are you do- unnhhh!", she moaned as I started to lap at the folds of her cunt. My tongue rolled along her outer lips, and Victoria's legs shook in delight. She grabbed at my head and pulled my face deeper into her cunt. "Oh... oh... ohhh... OHHHH!!!" Victoria's whole body shook with delight as I stuck two fingers in her wet cunt, probing for her G-spot.

"Yes... yess... yesss... OHHHHHHHHHH! Oh - OH - OHHHHHHHHHHHH - HUUUUNNGGGHH!!!", she grunted. Victoria bucked wildly as my fingers found what they were looking for. Her cunt gripped madly at my fingers, and a rush of liquid hit me in the face. She moaned, and her body convulsed as if she were being electrocuted. "Uhhh - uhhhh - uhhhhh - OOOOOO..." I sucked on her clit, and she stiffened, her body arched high off the bed, and she moaned loudly. She bucked furiously, jerking like a drunken puppeteer's marionette. I worked at leaving Victoria awash in pleasure until my neck and jaw got too sore to continue.

"Uh -HUUGH! HUNGH! NNNF! MMMMFF! UH - UH - UNNNNHHHFFFFFF!", she continued. She was still moaning and bucking, even without my stimulation. I watched in fascination as Victoria's orgasm continued for at least five minutes without me touching her. Eventually, her frenzied moans became quiet whimpers, and she wiggled slowly instead of bucking madly. Her breathing became more normal. The sheets were damp with her fragrant juices.

"I think I love you, David. I've never had a man do that to me.", she quietly said. "I ask you again, if you want me?"

"Of course I do, Victoria.", I whispered, kissing her ear. My cock had gotten hard from just listening and watching. The smell of Victoria's cunt didn't hurt. "Then you shall have me, my love.", she said, spreading her legs. I wasted no time in burying my cock in her, and she wrapped her arms and legs around me. Our eyes locked again as I pumped at her. Her pursed lips issued a stream of grunts with each stroke, and her pussy molded itself to my cock. I felt a very quick ejaculation coming on.

"Victoria... I'm... I'm...", I panted, ejaculation imminent. I remember seeing her open her mouth, but she didn't make any sound. I only remember the incredible orgasm that exploded through me. It felt like it was the greatest sex I had ever had! I almost couldn't stand the feeling, and I really wasn't even aware of Victoria, at least until the last drop had left my body. My cock immediately went soft, and I remember Victoria looking at me. She said, "And I shall have you." Then I passed out.

Chapter 2: Look, The Fog Is Rolling Innn...

I woke up the next morning feeling like shit. I was massively hung over, and felt really weak. I stayed in bed most of the day, dozing on and off. I dreamed of an exotic woman who picked me up at a bar. I finally got up around 5, showered, dressed, and fixed dinner. I felt a lot better after eating.

I wondered what I was going to do with the rest of the night; after all, it was Saturday. I quickly checked to see if any of my favorite bands were playing close to home. Unfortunately, nobody I wanted to hear was even remotely close. Oh, well, we can always go and... "Daviiid... open the window in your bedroom." I blinked at the voice. It sounded as if I should know whose voice it was, but I live alone.

"Pleeease ooopennn the winnndowww...", the voice said again, seductively. I was sure that I was going crazy, and resolved to get out of the apartment and get some fresh air. "You must open your bedroom winndowww...", were the next words I heard, and it sounded like a great idea. So what if it was 90 degrees outside and there wasn't a breeze to be found for 30 miles? I opened the window.

A light mist seemed to fill my room. It flowed through the screen, and gathered in one spot. Victoria??!! She smiled. "Hello, darling. I am very happy to see you. Kiss me?" I walked over to her, my mind a complete blank, and we kissed madly, wantonly, lustfully. Her face was blushed when we came up for air. "I missed you. I want you... I neeed you.", she cajoled. Her musical voice and accent had started the blood rushing to my cock.

She lay on the bed waiting. "Come. Take my clothes off so that we may make love. I wish - ", she began, then paused. Her voice got throaty, and softer. "I wish for you to do what you did to me last night. Again, tonight. Now." I undressed Victoria in less than a minute, and was out of my clothes in fifteen seconds. I attacked the naked woman with my mouth.

We kissed briefly, then I moved to her breasts. I used my fingers, teeth, and tongue to play with them. Victoria gasped in surprise and joy. I played with the underside of her breasts while she stroked my hair, tenderly. I absolutely worshipped her tummy and belly button, eliciting squeals of delight from her.

My tongue slid around her knees, and I nipped at her thighs lightly. Victoria wriggled in anticipation. She tried to bring my head to her cunt, but I wouldn't let her, and teased her mercilessly. After getting her good and hot, I ran my finger around her cunt lips. "Oooohhh...", she sighed, arching her back and trying to push her cunt against my finger. I traced lightly around her outer lips, and watched her eyelids flutter. The rise and fall of her chest was irregular now; she moaned softly as I explored her lightly.

Without warning, I plunged my finger into her. Victoria cried sharply, "Uhhhnnn!", throwing her head back. Her body stiffened at the sudden stimulation. I started to lick around her pussy, while twisting and turning my finger inside her. Victoria's body bounced on the bed, and she yelped with each breath. I made slow circles around the outside of her cunt with my tongue. Victoria's hips rotated counter to my circles.

"Ohhhh, ye-e-esss, darllinnnggg! Doooooo iiiiiiiittttttt!", she moaned. I stopped briefly, getting a look of confusion and desire from her. Before she could speak, I flicked my tongue back and forth rapidly over her engorged clit. Victoria almost hit the ceiling, issuing a loud wail and some pussy juice. I strummed her clit with my tongue, and she sang like a 200-year old violin. Amplified to eleven. "UUUNNNGGGHH! AAAHHHH! OHHHHHH! HUNNFFF! "MMMFFF!! AWW - OOHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Her last wail rose in pitch as her cunt clenched my finger rapidly.

I stopped to rest. I knew the neighbors had heard this, and probably half the neighborhood, too. Victoria continued to writhe and moan after I stopped, as she had the night before. When she finally came back to earth, she looked at me with the oddest post-orgasmic expression I'd ever seen. There was a combination of joy, love, wonder, lust, and hunger on her face. "Come here. I want to... fuck, yes? I want to fuck you.", she said in a low, throaty voice. Hearing Victoria's accent with the word "fuck" was almost enough to make me come right then. I slammed into her a little - well, a lot less tenderly than I would've liked.

Victoria didn't even grunt with surprise. "Yes! Ohhh, fuck me, my love!", she somehow managed to sigh. Her tongue flicked like a snake's in and around my mouth. I grunted with each thrust. Her pussy seemed to send little electric shocks through my whole body via my cock. I had never felt this way with any other woman. Victoria wrapped her arms and legs around me, and squeezed, making me slow my frantic pace. My thrusts became circular, and Victoria responded to my new motion.

"OOOOOHHHH!!! O - O - Uh... Aaahhhhh! You are wonderful lover, David.", she whispered as her hips circled with mine. "I l-o-o-ve you" The emphasis on "love" made me want to kiss her, so I did. She was panting for breath when we stopped kissing. She looked into my eyes. "David, do you want me?" As I was still happily buried in her cunt, I wondered to myself why she asked, but I said, "More than you can know."

"I doubt that, my darling.", was her response. I felt her nuzzle my neck, and something tickled my thr-

I saw stars as my cock exploded inside her, without any of the normal warning signs. My brain was cooked to mush instantly. I was in complete heaven as wave after wave of ejaculatory spasm coursed through my very soul. I saw nothing but a blinding white light, and my toes curled. Every other muscle in my body was taut, stiff as a board, and I could no longer feel Victoria's body beneath me, but I didn't care. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't speak. Ecstasy was so total that I was only faintly aware of a soft sucking noise somewhere...

Chapter 3: I've Heard of Shotgun Weddings Before...

The next morning I woke up dazed, and alone. My mind seemed to be shrouded in fog. There was something important in the fog, too, but I couldn't find it. The only thing I knew for sure was that I had had sex with somebody the night before. The room reeked of pussy. I got up groggily, and fixed myself some tea. I went out and got the Sunday morning paper, and returned home to read. After four cups of English Breakfast, and half the comics, I gave up, and went back to bed.

I woke up with a start. It was almost dark outside, meaning I had been asleep for almost seven hours. I sure felt a lot better, but I was sure that getting back to sleep and getting up Monday morning was going to be a bitch. I brushed the fur off my teeth, and fixed dinner. I ate a lot, even using the Thanksgiving definition of the word. After dinner, I read the abandoned paper, waiting for the after-meal "sleepies" to hit. With all the food I had eaten, I knew they'd hit me hard.

They did - sort of. Within three minutes of lying down, I was asleep. Instead of the heavy duty power nap I had anticipated, I slept lightly, fitfully, having a recurring dream of a beautiful dark-haired woman with brown eyes. I kept dreaming that she was everywhere I went. She called me by name, her arms were outstretched, and she kept repeating the word "open..."

Suddenly, I woke up. Victoria was naked, straddling me. My bedroom window was open, but I didn't (still don't) remember having opened it. My questions went unasked, however, for Victoria settled onto my hard (don't know how THAT happened, either) cock with a happy sigh. She pumped at me slowly, eyes closed, moaning softly. Her cunt held me in its velvet vise, and I moaned with her.

She silently pleasured both of us. She acted as if she were testing the effects of various movements astride me. She'd bounce herself up and down for a while, then she rolled her hips forward and back. Victoria then rolled her hips from side to side, then changed to a circular motion. Her eyes were closed throughout, and she finally settled on the sliding forward to back movement.

Abruptly, she leaned forward and looked deeply into my eyes. Her hands pinned my arms to the bed. I descended from nirvana long enough to realize she wanted something. "Of your own free will, David, do you want me?", she softly asked.

"Ohhh, goddd, yesss, Victoriiiiaaa!!!", I moaned. The sensations were intense now, and coherent thought was becoming more difficult. She kept talking, however. "You can say no. Will you have me then, David?"

"As much a - a - as I - c - c - ca - cannnnn."

"Then I happily claim you as mine, also.", Victoria gently said, and my ejaculation let loose. I shuddered with each spasm, arching my back way off the bed. I felt very light-headed. Victoria's tongue was flicking back and forth against my neck. Her hair and scent filled my nose, and I was oblivious to anything else. I came for as long as I sensed her tongue lapping at my neck. She finally sat up, with me still in her. There was a tender, loving expression on her face.

The blood around her mouth, bright red eyes, and sharp fangs contrasted greatly with her facial expression. "I love you, David." She leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. As my consciousness fled, and my vision went black, I thought I heard her say, "Happy wedding day, darling..."

I called in sick to work about an hour after I was supposed to be there on Monday morning. I remembered all of the last three days clearly, especially the sight of Victoria atop me, eyes shining blood red, my blood smeared all around her mouth. Her fangs were long and sharp. They were particularly vivid in my mind's snapshot of her. I kept the blinds closed, and worried the whole day. The trip of it was that I felt fine, no, perfect! Except that I hadn't eaten all day, and my stomach's complaints became more frequent as the day passed.

Great. I'm a fucking hypoglycemic vampire, I brooded. And it won't be dark for another three hours. Maybe I could call for pizza and have the delivery person... Nahhh. That wouldn't work. They'd know exactly where to look. I pulled out my copy of Bram Stoker's book, and began to read the only source of information that I had about my new life.

Half an hour later, I went to the john for the first time. Where I made a startling discovery. I wasn't invisible in the mirror! I checked my mouth - no fangs. Of course, there were a couple of holes in my neck, but that didn't stop me from heading for the kitchen to cook. Using garlic liberally, I made a wonderful meal, and attacked it, polishing my plate. I sat back in the chair after brushing my teeth. My stomach was happy, I was happy, and I was almost ready to believe that it had all been a dream.

At least until I heard the key in the lock, and the front door opened. Victoria walked in, a gigantic smile on her face. "How wonderful to see you, darling! I was out in the sun all day, I could not resist!" The musical voice and accent were exactly as I had dreamt. This was not a good sign. Before I could ask any questions, Victoria kissed me deeply and passionately. I couldn't help responding. Her eyes, brown once again, sparkled. "Honey, I'm home! - Is that not how you say it?", she joyfully said. She sat down and looked around the apartment. "You have so little furniture. - But it will make moving easier.", she said brightly.

I sat in the chair next to hers'. Moving? I wasn't planning on... Victoria faced me, obviously expecting me to say something. I figured that asking the earliest question on my mind might be a good place to start. Any new ones could wait. "Excuse me, but I know your name is Victoria, and we've had really great sex the past three nights, but exactly who the fuck are you?"

Her eyes got a faraway look when I said "great sex". Victoria nodded, smiling, and half to herself said, "Yes... wonderful sex." My cock stiffened. NOT NOW, I forced myself to think. She came back from her reverie a few seconds later, and in an "I'm-surprised-that-you-would-ask" tone of voice, replied, "I am your wife. You said you wanted me, and that you would have me."

I took a deep breath. "R-i-i-ight." This wasn't going anywhere. "OK, so suppose that we are married according to some native custom of your home country. That doesn't work in this country, so, we're not really married. Don't you see?"

"We are married, my love.", she insisted gently. I groaned inwardly. The marriage question wasn't getting answered to my satisfaction. Maybe I'd better try a different one.

"OK, we're married. That's all fine and good. Putting that aside, I have puncture wounds on my neck, and I very clearly remember you sitting on me, with my blood all over your face. So would you please tell me just what the fuck I've married, and why I'm here talking to a figment of my imagination!!!" Whew. That was a lot for one breath.

Victoria smiled sweetly. She narrowed her eyes, and said in a husky voice, "If I tell you, will you - eat my pussy?" There was hope written all over her face. I almost laughed out loud despite my near-hysterical mood at the way she said "pussy." It came out sounding like "poo-see", in her accented English. OK, she was cute, but I still didn't have any answers. Victoria waited, but got no reaction from me, so she started her story.

"I am Victoria, Countess of Carpathia, daughter of Vlad and Mina, wife to David. I am half - no, quarter now, vampire. By desiring, and accepting me, you have freed me from the bounds of the night. It was wonderful to walk in sun again." My head spun, and I was having trouble grasping the implications of what she had just said. My wife was about three times older than I was, for one.

"Uhh... er, ummmm... About this wife business...", I tentatively began.

"It would be very bad to disclaim each other now, after exchange of vows and blood. We would both turn into full vampires." I gave her a blank look. "Like my father, in book.", she finished. Crushed hope and realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Victoria shifted in her chair. "Do not worry. I am not bad wife. I have much money, and I will always be pretty. I came back to America to find mate, break night curse. I do not like Carpathian men, they are - uncivilized. Besides, they are all afraid of me, walk around smelling like garlic." She made a face.

"So divorce is out of the question?", I weakly asked.

"Unless you want to sleep in coffin, never eat food or drink anything but blood, yes."

"Victoria," I began, trying to reason (with a vampire, shows how clearly I was thinking at the moment.), "I... I... You... You just don't realize how difficult this is for me. I just can't go around telling people I'm married all of a sudden. I mean, my family and friends won't believe this happened so quickly. What about my day job? I like garlic bread. This apartment is really too small for two people..." My concerns flowed freely in no particular order.

Victoria listened to me calmly. "Is custom for engagement in America, yes?" I nodded, my complaints interrupted by her voice. "Then we must - date - for while. Then we can marry in church and live together." I nodded dumbly again. She pouted. "Then I will be alone in house I bought today."

"You did WHAT?!!" I gaped at her.

She sniffled, a tear trickling out of an eye. "We need a place to live together. You said this was too small just now. I saw a nice house today, so I buy it. It would make a nice home. But it will not be home until you move in." The disappointment in her voice that covered the last sentence made me feel funny.

"Victoria, I'd make a lousy vampire. I'm not a night person.", I pleaded.

She shook her head. "There is no way to break vows. You are wonderful man, I choose you in bar right away, you accept me. I love you." Her face brightened. "I will teach you how to be vampire. I will teach you how to get pretty girls with fangs." She got my attention with that one.

I gave her a funny look. "Sex with only me for next 500 years will get boring, I think. I will - find other men for myself, too. We will always return to each other, for we are bound by our vows." She kissed me on the neck, and I shivered involuntarily. "Don't be afraid.", she whispered. Victoria leaned on me and nibbled on my ear. "Bite me. On my neck. Think about fangs and biting."

I did, and my mouth felt funny, like I had too many teeth. I tentatively fixed my teeth on her neck, and bit gently at first, then harder as her skin resisted. A warm, salty fluid filled my mouth, and Victoria sighed, "Ohhhh!" I felt her sag against me, and as her blood flowed, it felt as if she were a part of me. I felt her mouth against my neck, and Victoria bit me. My body and soul sizzled as we drank each other's blood. The feeling made me suck harder, and it grew more intense in return.

It was much more intimate, much more fun and fulfilling than normal sex could EVER be. Yep, I'd found something exponentially better than coming. I reluctantly stopped, because the ecstasy was making the room start to spin. Victoria sat on my lap, kissing me lightly on the face, and gently kneading my shoulders. I could definitely get used to this, I decided. "Married? Can you have kids?", I asked.

Definitely NOT the end...

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From: afgun@engin.umich.edu (Andrew F. Gunnesch) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex,alt.vampyres Subject: Repost: Anonymous story: Night Music (vols I & II) Summary: David & Victoria's adventures Keywords: repost anonymous story vampire night-music Date: 28 Sep 92 16:20:18 GMT Followup-To: poster Organization: CAEN, University of Michigan Nntp-Posting-Host: beck.engin.umich.edu

Back by popular demand (and there has been significant demand...) is a repost of the "Night Music" saga as the author (who wishes to remain anonymous) has sent to me. More volumes are still forthcoming in this excellent tale, so let's encourage the author to keep penning volumes with feedback, which I will gladly forward. Your mileage may vary. Enjoy....

This is part 1 of ??? (I'm still writing, this one's more fun than sexy).
The working title is "Night Music", because I'm tired of seeing archived
files with women's names...

Chapter 1: What's A Nice Girl Like You...?

"Well, cigarette holders went out of fashion in the 1920's. It's almost never seen these days."

"Ah. I see. But I do not want another drink... of wine. May we leave?"

"Sure. Where's your car parked? I'll walk you to it."

"I...", she paused, searching for the word. "Rode in taxi here. I would like to... spend longer with you. You are... interesting to me."

"Stand up.", I gently urged. "Why?", she asked.

"I think I love you, David. I've never had a man do that to me.", she quietly said. "I ask you again, if you want me?"

Chapter 2: Look, The Fog Is Rolling Innn...

"I doubt that, my darling.", was her response. I felt her nuzzle my neck, and something tickled my thr-

Chapter 3: I've Heard of Shotgun Weddings Before...

"As much a - a - as I - c - c - ca - cannnnn."

"We are married, my love.", she insisted gently. I groaned inwardly. The marriage question wasn't getting answered to my satisfaction. Maybe I'd better try a different one.

"Uhh... er, ummmm... About this wife business...", I tentatively began.

"So divorce is out of the question?", I weakly asked.

"Unless you want to sleep in coffin, never eat food or drink anything but blood, yes."

"You did WHAT?!!" I gaped at her.

"Victoria, I'd make a lousy vampire. I'm not a night person.", I pleaded.

Definitely NOT the end...

Our story continues...

Chapter 4: Sex And The Married Vampire

Victoria looked at me blankly. "I don't know. My mother had me, but she was fully human, so I do not know." She paused in thought. "Maybe we find out?", she said with a smile, heading for the bedroom. I followed, my cock rock hard. She said, "I like when you lie down first. Will you - ?"

I was naked and on my back in seconds, and Victoria wasted no time in mounting me. "Ye-e-esss, da-a-a-arrrlllinnngg...", she sighed, settling onto me. She stroked my chest lightly as her hips began to move. "Mmmmmm...", was my satisfied response. She purred as my cock moved inside her.

Her eyes were half-closed, a dreamy expression in them. Her lips were slightly parted, and a flush blossomed around her neck. Victoria's hips slid forward and back, moving my cock in her buttery, soft, warm pussy. It wasn't as good as biting each other, but I certainly didn't want to stop. "Ohhh... ohh.... Oooohhh... Soooo niiiiiice.... Huuh-Ohhhh?!!??!!" Victoria jerked, and her cunt grabbed insistently at my cock. She stopped moving and pressed her hands into my chest. Her eyes were closed, and her body quivered like a tuning fork, muscles gone taut.

She relaxed with a long sigh, opening her eyes slowly. They were sparkling, deep brown pools. Victoria smiled, and I realized that spending 500 years with her might not be a bad thing at all. She resumed her slow, gentle hip movements. "Sssooooo wonn-derrr-fullll, Daaaviiid. It's been s- s-soooo loooonnng...", she moaned. Victoria leaned forward, rocking smoothly, easily. We kissed like human beings.

"Bite me?", I whispered hopefully.

"Nooooo. I wannt to beee... morrrtalllll...", she purred, her breathing becoming irregular again. The flush was really developing in her face. Victoria pumped more excitedly as another orgasm approached. The increased stimulation pulled my orgasm to center stage, and I quickly forgot about vampires. White light flashed behind my eyes, and my hips bucked. I groaned in release.

Her reaction to my ejaculation was a surprised-sounding, "Ohhh!", followed by a frenzied kiss (no fangs). Then, her body went stiff, she threw her head back, and gasped loudly. Victoria squeaked each time she tried to breathe, and I felt her juices release and mix with mine. We were suspended in time, pleasuring each other for an eternal moment. I don't know how long it was, or what we did, but the next thing I remember is Victoria's body lying on top of mine. We were sweating and panting. She grabbed my head and kissed me. "Is sooo much better now. The last time - was long ago.", Victoria throatily said.

"The last time you came with a mortal was?", I questioned, curious about vampire mating habits.

"Before you, was in 1920's." She paused, a smile flickering across her gorgeous, exotic face. "I was flapper girl doing Charleston. But my -- intended husband -- he always was on top. Not like you. So much better than he." I felt that little swell of male ego as Victoria continued, "I -- came? -- for all years in between when you suck my pussy first time. Was wonderrfulll..." She reminisced, her eyes getting that distracted look. They fluttered, signalling that we'd talked enough.

"Ohhhh, I lo-o-o-ove youuu...", Victoria sighed as I licked around her thighs. Her pussy lips were swollen again, begging for more. "S-s-suck my pussy, my darllinnng...", she cooed in the accented English that never failed to please me. Moaning loudly, she pushed her hips forward at me, bringing my mouth in contact with her pussy. I eagerly made oral love to my new wife.

Victoria continued moaning when I stuck my tongue in her cunt, running it all around her inner lips. She tossed her head from side to side, legs wiggling. "Dooooo iiiiiitttt, Da-ohhh!" Victoria twitched. I smiled because I'd just found one of her "sweet spots". My tongue went to work in earnest, and my wife was ready. "OHHHH! - YESSS! - THAT"S SOOOO gooooo- oood!", she yelped, her voice getting softer when her back arched off the bed.

She reached for my head, but her hands wouldn't work right. I put fingers in her cunt. Victoria bucked, softly crying "Uhh-uhhh!". My lips fastened on her clit, and I sucked slowly. My wife hissed, then loudly sucked in air. Her body rippled in waves. She thrashed about on the bed, moaning incoherently. Her cunt contracted wildly, and cunt juice ran freely down my hand.

Victoria couldn't get enough air to make much noise, and the end of her orgasm was signalled by the collapse of her arched body back onto the bed. She lay still, breathing rapidly, and tears were flowing from beneath closed lids. Her eyes fluttered open, and those beautiful brown eyes held my gaze with love. "You are wonderful husband.", she whispered, and we necked gently for a while, before going to sleep.

I went to work the next day, but I really couldn't concentrate on the job. My coworkers razzed me about my obvious state of distraction. I finally broke down and shyly said, "I met a girl." They did too, because Victoria arrived to pick me up at the end of the day. I climbed into a brand-new luxury car, somewhat in a state of shock. "You like? I cannot fly during day, so I need car. Do you want a car, too? I will buy you one today, also." She kissed me eagerly, hungrily in the car, raising a few eyebrows from passers-by on the sidewalk.

"Victoria, I'm really flattered, but, you don't have to buy me a car, too. I mean, you just bought one for yourself, you just bought a house, you..." Her hungry mouth and tongue silenced me with another passionate kiss.

"I have -- lots? -- of money. I want to make you as happy as you make me." She looked at me with "puppy dog eyes". I had never seen her use the expression, and my will crumbled into dust. We sat in the car while I figured out what kind of car I wanted, then we went to a dealership. The man was sort of skeptical, at least until Victoria pulled out her checkbook, and asked, "How much?" Upon arriving at my apartment, Victoria immediately pulled me into the bedroom, where we fucked like wild rabbits. We went out to dinner, and returned for more sex.

The rest of the week, Victoria would pick me up from work, and take me shopping. I saw our new home-to-be, but I wasn't really happy with the location. She sensed something, and pouted, "You are unhappy with the house."

"It's a little farther away from work than I had hoped, but it's a pretty house.", I said, trying to let her know that it was OK. I could live with the longer drive to work.

"No. We will find another home, closer. I'll do anything to make you happy.", Victoria said. The real estate agent who had thought the deal was closed was not very pleased to hear that Victoria had changed her mind. After an hour and a half of discussion between her and the agent, Victoria ended the argument by biting the agent into agreement.

We returned to my place for dinner. I had naked Victoria for dessert. I was beginning to wonder how long I could keep this up, because her nymphomaniacal sex drive would surely wear me down. I had always responded to her naked body's call, but for how long? I mentioned it to her, and hoped she wouldn't think I was a wimp. Victoria reassured me, explaining between fucks, "Vampire men are always ready for sex. Is like fangs at night. If you want, it is there and ready." She paused. "And I want you to want...", she purred seductively, rolling over and spreading her legs for my again hard cock. My wife sighed happily when I obliged her. Man, I could really get into this vampire thing...

Chapter 5: Vampire 101

After work on Friday, I returned home, and fucked Victoria silly to celebrate the end of the work week. No shopping for us today. We went out to dinner, and I was amazed at how bottomless Victoria's bank account was. What credit limit? At dinner, though, I lost my appetite halfway through the main course. I began to feel cold and sluggish. Victoria noticed, with concern on her face. We left the restaurant quickly, and she drove me home. I barely made it into the apartment before my legs gave out.

"Vic - Vic - toria,", I gasped. Breathing seemed to be a chore now, too. "What's - wrong - with me?"

She knelt next to me. "You just need blood. Your body is adjusting to its new needs." She bent over, and said, "Here, bite me and take some of my blood. This will make you feel better." I did, but Victoria pulled away after a very brief time. "You can not feed on me. You must have human blood." I sat up, indeed feeling better. Unfortunately, the thought of having to bite someone worried me.

"Does that mean that I have to..." I paused to screw up the courage to say it. "kill somebody?"

"Only if you want to kill them. I did not kill you. Stay here, I will be back soon.", Victoria said, kissing me on the cheek. She left the apartment, and me alone with my thoughts. I wondered where she went. It wasn't more than a half-hour before the door opened, and she returned. Victoria was not alone, though. There was a young couple with her. "Come in, please." The man and the woman entered silently. "Please stand and wait, I'll be with you very soon." My wife turned to me. "Let me show you how it's done."

I walked over to Victoria. She stood next to the young woman. "Deanna is her name. I assume you'd rather bite her.", Victoria said with a hint of amusement. "Now, show me your fangs. Just think about them - that's it!" My mouth still felt funny, like I had too many teeth, whenever I extended my fangs, but I supposed that I'd get used to it. I looked at the young woman. Her eyes were open, glazed over, indicating that she wasn't seeing what was really happening. Victoria spoke again. "Now put your fangs on her neck..."

I tentatively placed my fangs on Deanna's carotid artery, but Victoria stopped me. "Not there! She'll bleed to death. Put them on the side of the neck. It is also good because the hair will cover the marks. Now gently bite, and you will taste her blood." The woman moaned sensually as her life flowed into my mouth. It was a fantastic sensation. Yep, I'd found something else exponentially better than coming. I began to suck greedily. My wife interrupted me, by pulling me away from Deanna. I growled, a wild animal's growl, at Victoria, angry at having been stopped.

Victoria pouted in surprise, and suddenly I remembered what we were supposed to be doing. I regained my composure quickly. "You must think, or the blood lust will overwhelm you. Concentrate on her heart. Try to feel her -- life spark. It will tell you how close to death she is. Drink slowly, or you may drain her in a few draws. Bite gently, for you can rip her neck apart if you are too eager. Try again."

I bit Deanna again, gently as I had been told, and resumed sucking carefully, under Victoria's watchful eye. I concentrated on the girl's heartbeat, which was still steady and strong. Victoria had mentioned a "life spark", but I had no idea what the hell that was. Suddenly a little light appeared in my mind's eye. It flickered each time I sucked. It became noticeably dimmer after about five draws. I stopped and let go of Deanna. She swayed drunkenly on her feet, a blissful expression on her face.

"See? Deanna enjoyed your 'kiss', too. It felt -- coming?", Victoria started, then stopped, stymied by the correct expression.

"Felt like an orgasm? Or orgasmic, something like that.", I supplied.

"It felt orgasmic." Victoria resumed, and kissed me. Smiling, her voice dropped, and she said, "There is fringe benefit, you know. She'll do anything you ask from now on, if she believes you will 'kiss' her again." The look in Victoria's eyes dared me to find out exactly what "everything" meant.

"Deanna, kiss me passionately.", I said to the woman. She responded by firing her tongue into my mouth in a torrid, wet, wet, wet kiss that lasted for a while. I was gasping for air as we broke our kiss. I heard Victoria snicker. I turned to see her, eyes red, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. The young man stood unsteadily. "I was hungry, too, David." Victoria explained.

Deanna's kiss had given me a serious erection. "I want my wife now, not Deanna.", I said quietly. Victoria snarled like a wolf, and jumped me, sinking her fangs into my neck. I reciprocated, and we made love as only vampires can, sucking each other's -- blood. We were entwined, ignorant of our slaves. We felt our lives, our very souls intermix, and nothing else existed while we were joined.

We finally pulled away from each other, blood-red-eyes shining, with bloody mouths. Victoria had never looked lovelier. She growled ferally again, and began to frantically lick the blood from around my mouth. I flicked my tongue around hers', savoring the taste of her skin spiced with my blood. I was definitely in love. As our passion cooled, I noticed that the mirror didn't show us. Victoria growled, eyes still red. "You bring out the animal in meee."

I blew her a kiss, and pointed at the mirror. She looked, and turned to me. "Is temporary. We will again reflect after blood frenzy goes away." Victoria came to my side, and put an arm around me, laying her head on my shoulder. "I will send our slaves away. Oh, when you bite, tell them to forget, or you can have troubles. That is what happened to me in 1920's.", she said. Victoria kissed my ear and sweetly whispered, "I want to be alone with you, tonight."

After our company left, and the door closed, Victoria curled up on the futon, and patted it. I sat next to my wife, and she grabbed my head. We kissed for a long time. I cuddled up with her and dozed off. Victoria gently shook me awake. "Time for next vampire lesson."

"Tomorrow?", I begged groggily.

"Is simple lesson. Call for Deanna in your head." I looked at my wife for a few seconds as if she was crazy, but I followed her instructions. Almost immediately I heard the woman's voice. "Yes? I'm listening.", she answered in my head. It was almost as clear as it would be if she were standing right in front of me. I was wide awake now.

"Now what do I do, Victoria?"

"Tell her is nothing. Tell her she will hear you later, in her dreams." Victoria paused, and stretched out lazily. "I wish to talk to you, now.", she purred, and I was wrapped up in my wife's feminine allure. We had great sex, given mortal limits. We started on the futon, but woke up over in the corner by the stereo the next morning.

"I can't hear Deanna. I forgot about haunting her dreams.", I complained. "I had something a lot more important on my mind last night." I stood up, and smiled suggestively at my wife.

"You can not do any vampire things during the day.", she replied. "But we can do - mortal - things." Victoria grabbed my arm, and tried to pull me back down to the floor. Instead, I pulled her to her feet. "We were supposed to go house hunting today. There's no food in the apartment, and I need to do laundry. We can not spend all day having sex." Victoria pouted, and headed for the bathroom. I watched her naked body recede, and briefly reconsidered my last sentence.

Victoria didn't really like the house I fell in love with. She complained that there were too many big windows. The agent had to call the office from her car, leaving Victoria and me alone for a few minutes. I knelt and stuck my head under Victoria's dress. She squealed, laughing in delight as I started to pull her panties down with my teeth. "David!! Stop!! She's coming back!"

"Can you imagine me doing this to you you, here, again?", I asked, my voice slightly muffled from under her dress. I ran my tongue down her leg before standing up. "You don't have to be afraid of sunlight anymore. We can always get a maid to do the windows." I nibbled on her neck with regular teeth. She moaned, and I felt her tremble a little. "You really like this house?", she asked, reaching back to stroke my head.

"Yes, I do,", I whispered, "but you have to live here, too. If you don't like the house, we can look some more."

"I will -- buy this house for us. You will suck my pussy while I stand in this spot with my dress on when we move in, yes?", Victoria teased. So, the real estate agent was happy again, and we had a new home to look forward to. The rest of the day was spent doing errands, and laundry. Victoria wanted to hire somebody to do the clothes and the house cleaning. "We could bite somebody tonight, and have them clean tomorrow for free.", she complained good-naturedly. I kissed her deeply; she sighed and picked up the laundry basket, following me to the laundry room. "For you, anything, my love. Is big mystery.", she said.

Victoria asked me to take her out to dinner that night. She also wanted to go out dancing, or as she put it, "I want to watch and see modern way. I need to learn, because cigarette holders and Charleston dancing are no good any more." She paused, thinking for a minute. "I will also teach you more about being a vampire, tonight." I asked her what she was going to teach me, but she refused to elaborate. I kept trying to find out during dinner, but Victoria remained evasive, talking about furniture and our new house.

After dinner, I took Victoria to see my favorite band. She tugged at me before we got out of the car. "To get girls, you must first make eye contact. Once they look, concentrate on them. Think for them to stay where they are, or for them to come to you. They will come to you maybe half of time. They will stay where they are almost always. Is how I got you."

Victoria smiled, and resumed. "You may be social then, talking and arousing curiosity, or dancing. Then, it is a matter for the bite. Remember, be gentle with fangs. Practice tonight, while I watch. No objections, you must learn these things." Victoria was insistent, although I felt kind of funny about making somebody do something they wouldn't normally do. Ten minutes of fogging up the car windows as we necked (in the normal sense), and Victoria had convinced me. Off we went to the bar. Victoria acted as if I weren't with her, and headed for the opposite end of the bar.

I waited, looking around nervously, trying to decide which of the young women walking around was going to be my practice slave. My heart jumped suddenly when two familiar women came in. They were sisters, one of whom I'd lusted after for a long time. Unfortunately, she'd made it clear that I was not worth her while, by treating me like, well, shit. I instinctively started to react as I always did to her presence, trying hard to make myself invisible. Then I remembered that things had changed.

I smiled evilly, and relaxed at the bar, keeping track of the two sisters. Eventually, they joined their little group at a table, and the game was on. I settled in at the bar, waiting for Kelly to look my way. Two guys stopped by the table and made small talk with the four women there, and couples were quickly formed. They danced and talked more. I smiled. Time was definitely on my side.

It took more than an hour, but Kelly finally looked at me. Contact. She'd seen me earlier, but this was the first time our eyes met. Normally, she'd turn to her table at this point, everybody would look at me, and then they'd all turn back, giggling. Kelly could not turn away this time, her thoughts held by my gaze. I walked over to her deliberately, confidently. I greeted the sisters. "Hi, Kelly; Michelle." Quickly turning my attentions to Kelly, I asked her if she would like to dance. "I - I - I'd like that, yes.", she haltingly replied, eyes still locked with mine. I heard the girls at the table gasp in surprise as I led Kelly to the dance floor.

She was completely enthralled, and danced with me for three songs. Then a slow song came on. Kelly turned to leave the dance floor, and I thought that my hypnotic power wasn't strong enough to override her lack of attraction for me. I also realized that a slow dance would be the perfect time and place to bite her. "No... please... stay and dance with me.", in a pleading tone of voice that belied the force of will behind the words.

Kelly paused. After a brief hesitation, she turned to me and put her hand in mine, and our eyes locked again. I knew that she was mine. I drew her to me, and we danced cheek to cheek. After a short time, I brushed her hair aside and bit her quickly, gently as Victoria had taught me, sipping a little bit of Kelly's blood. "Ohhh!...", she sighed, and her dance steps faltered briefly. I looked into her eyes, and they were glazed, with a dreamy, adoring quality to them.

"Kelly, I am now your master. You will obey me.", I whispered, drawing her close again.

"Yes, master.", she replied. The words reinforced the feeling of total control I had over her. My cock stiffened against her body. She was waiting for my command! Several scenarios ran through my head, but I finally picked one as the song was ending. "You will go back to your table. I will call you when it is time for you to come to me. Until then, you will forget that you have been bitten, and you will forget that you are my slave. You will only remember that you had a nice time dancing with me. Do you understand?", I whispered to her.

"Yes, master.", came the sweetest two words Kelly ever uttered to me. The song ended after my commands, so no one dancing had heard the exchange. I walked back to the table with her. "Thanks for the dance. It was... nice.", Kelly said brightly.

"The pleasure was all mine.", I said, inclining my head before I walked away from the table. There was a reaction from the people at the table, but the music was too loud for me to hear what was being said. I saw Kelly look away from the discussion. She turned, looking for me. When she saw me, Kelly gently rubbed her neck where I had bitten her. Her eyes got a faraway look. I went to the bar pretty pleased with myself.

"You are a fast learner. I saw you bite her." Victoria had appeared next to me. I hadn't seen her approach. She spoke quietly. "She rubs her neck and thinks of you. She doesn't remember bite, just man and sensation." Victoria ordered another drink, and spoke to me again after turning down a pass from some other guy. "If you take her home, may I -- observe? Maybe there is something I can learn." Victoria walked away, eyes smoldering. My wife had given me an unexpected, but very welcome, request.

I danced with several other women that night. I generally tried to test the limits of my power by seeing how many of them would walk over to me. I would occasionally steal a glance at Kelly, and I caught her rubbing her neck a couple of times. I didn't bite anybody else. Near the end of the night, I walked out of the club. Somehow, Victoria was right behind me. "I will get the car. Call your slave.", my wife said, heading for the parking lot.

"Come to me, Kelly. It is time. I am waiting outside of the club.", I thought, trying to sound grandiose to myself. Immediately I heard her respond.

"Master, I cannot come right now. I am dancing with someone, and it is the middle of the song, please let me come to you after the song, or else they will get suspicious."

There was no need to make her hurry. Kelly was correct about suspicion. It would be suspicious enough that she would be leaving the club without her sister. Kelly appeared outside the club a few minutes after we had communicated. She walked over to me. "I am here, master." Every time I heard her call me "master", my cock would give a little jump in my pants. Victoria drove up a few seconds later. "Get in the car, Kelly.", I gently commanded.

"Yes, master.", she said demurely. Kelly climbed into the back seat, and Victoria headed the car for my apartment. My wife put her hand on my knee. Victoria said throatily, "You will make wonderful vampire."

What will our hero make Kelly do, helplessly under his spell? What will
VIctoria do to Kelly, while she is under David's spell? What will Victoria
do to David when she finds out what David plans for Kelly?

Tune in next week (I hope)...

From: afgun@engin.umich.edu (Andrew F. Gunnesch) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex,alt.vampyres Subject: Anonymous story: Night music, volume III Summary: David, Victoria, and Kelly at home Keywords: anonymous story vampire Date: 30 Sep 92 19:16:37 GMT Followup-To: poster Organization: CAEN, University of Michigan Nntp-Posting-Host: beck.engin.umich.edu

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Here is part III of Night Music. I've temporarily stopped writing, and part IV (due next week) will be the last one for a little bit. I need to review the whole story as it stands now, and decide on which direction it should go.

This is the third part of our series; to recap, David is about to take revenge on a former female tormentor, who is now in thrall to him. Our story opens...

Chapter 6: Two For the Price of One!

When Victoria, Kelly and I arrived home, I was at a loss as to what I should do next. "Sit down, Kelly." She sat at the table, eyes still with that glazed, faraway look. Victoria came over to me and kissed me on the cheek.

"Well? You have her here, David. She will do anything you say. So what are you going to do with her?", my wife teased.

"I -- I -- I don't know. I mean, yeah, I wanted her before, but you're here now.", I stammered. My ability to make Kelly do anything (and boy, did I have some great ideas!), was tempered by Victoria's presence.

Victoria looked at me, and rubbed my cock through my pants. "Yes, but I want to observe. Maybe I have missed something in the last 70 years, and I want to find out before I try. Is there some way we have not fucked, my darling husband?", she asked. Maybe I should have bought that copy of the Kama Sutra, I thought. Victoria raised her eyebrows as I was silent. "Is doing what you do to me good for you?", she asked, genuinely unaware of the response. As soon as I heard her say that, I realized that Victoria had never given me a blow job. It never crossed my mind to ask. There's something about putting my dick in the mouth of a woman who has fangs.

"Kelly, take off your glasses and come here." The slender, pretty blonde woman obeyed silently. "Kelly, I want you to give me the best blow job of your life. You will be rewarded with your master's come." Victoria looked at me quizzically.

"Oh, yes, master!!!", Kelly said eagerly. She knelt, unfastened my pants, and removed my cock. It wasn't erect, although I suppose I could have helped her out by willing it hard. I wanted Kelly to do all of the work. She gently took my cock into her mouth. She kneaded it with her tongue and cheeks, sucking steadily. The woman knew what she was doing, and I quickly hardened in her mouth.

Well lubricated with Kelly's saliva, my cock glistened as she removed it from her mouth. She licked slowly around the head and behind the sensitive rim. I shivered as the sensation shot through my body. Victoria was watching carefully, taking mental notes. Kelly's tongue flicked around the tip and rim for -- not long enough. She opened her mouth and bobbed her head along the length of my cock with slow, even strokes.

The suction on my cock was incredible. I didn't feel the back of her mouth, but the suction she applied made her mouth feel like a wet sheath for my dick. Kelly pulled her head away from her work, and looked at me with complete devotion. Her tongue wiped away the precome oozing from the tip, making me shiver again. She licked slowly from the base towards the tip. She paused, smiled at me and engulfed my rigid shaft once again. She was trying to pull it free from my body by sucking it off.

Kelly sped up her strokes, and I was finally overwhelmed by the sensation of her hot, wet, and very tight, mouth. My hips bucked, my cock twitched, and Kelly's cheeks bulged with my come. She sucked greedily at the fluid that pulsed from it. I moaned loudly, "Ohhh, yesss, baby! Suck it and swallow it all!!!" Kelly continued to bob her head, but she was now milking my cock with her hand. When I had finished, Kelly wiped the come from around her lips where it had seeped out. She looked up at me with a lewd smile, and sucked on her fingers, getting every last drop I had just let go.

I sighed happily. "Very good, Kelly. Yes, you have pleased your master greatly. I will take you home home soon, but now you are very tired, and must sleep until I awaken you." Kelly's eyelids drooped, she lazily sat, then lay on the floor. Her eyes closed, and she was asleep. "I thought blow job was just drink at bar, David." Victoria suddenly popped back into existence. Kelly's mouth had made my wife vanish to my senses, although she had watched the whole thing.

"No, actually, the drink was named after the act.", I explained. Victoria's eyes lit up with comprehension.

"Oh!! So that is why men at bar would order blow job for me to drink. The night I met you.", she explained. Then her voice got throaty. "I am in need now. That was -- interesting, but I am your wife." She looked at me, lust in her brown eyes. I got hard real quick, and Victoria lay on the floor, legs spread for me. Kelly had finished not more than two minutes ago, and I was fucking Victoria with wild abandon. This vampire thing was really cool.

We made love next to the hypnotically unconscious Kelly. Victoria's moans and cries of passion fell on Kelly's deaf ears, along with my grunts. I noted that Victoria was extremely vocal and active tonight. I came again, inside a bucking, wailing, kissing Victoria. Her orgasm was probably charged a little extra by Kelly's earlier performance. Victoria and I kissed for a little bit, and cuddled quietly.

It was getting early, so I awakened Kelly and drove her home. Before she got out of the car, I had another brilliant idea. "Kelly, you must bring Michelle to me tomorrow night. I will make arrangements with you." So sue me, I'm a greedy, vengeful, son-of-a-bitch.

"Yes, master! I will bring my sister to you tomorrow night!", Kelly said, sounding incredibly obsequious, almost to the point of fawning. I gave her a deep, wet, kiss before I let her go. Kelly responded fully, eagerly, wrapping her arms around me. When I pulled away, she tilted her head back, exposing her throat. "Please, master?", she begged.

"No, Kelly. Not until you have brought Michelle to me. I will grant you the ecstasy that you seek, and share it with your sister. You must go now. You will tell Michelle that you have a surprise for her tomorrow. You will not remember Victoria. You will only remember that we... danced at another club, and that you have had a very fun, but VERY tiring evening with me. Leave me." Kelly got out of the car, and walked to her apartment, never turning to look at me. I returned home thinking of evil things I could do to the sisters.

I could hardly wait for the next day to end, but we cleaned house and shopped as usual on Saturday. I explained to Victoria what I had planned for the evening, and why. She was not pleased, sulking the rest of the day. After the sun went down, I snuck up on her, and bit her, to show that she was still my love. Victoria stiffened, and pulled away. That worried me. She must be very pissed, I thought. A couple of seconds later, she turned and bit me, purring when I did the same to her. We stood entwined, sharing our souls for a very long time. "David, I am -- a little jealous.", she admitted during dinner. "But I do not yet want other man." A solution presented itself immediately in my mind. The menage-a-trois I had planned would have to become a menage-a-quatre. Vampires have all the luck.

I telepathically arranged to meet Kelly (and Michelle) when she left the nightclub they were dancing at. Victoria stayed home, not wanting to "interfere with your fantasy." I waited by Kelly's car in the darkest corner of the parking lot. I had commanded her to park there, and the lot attendant's neck wounds insured his complicity. I heard the two women approach. Kelly was telling Michelle about a wonderful surprise in store for her. Michelle got the surprise when she saw me leaning against her sister's car.

"Hello, Kelly."

"Mass-terrr.", she said quietly. Michelle gaped at her sister who was standing motionless, eyes regarding me with devotion. Michelle turned to me to say something, but she looked at my eyes first. Contact.

"Come to me, Michelle." Eyes wide with wonder, she walked slowly to me. I held out my hand, and she took it. I tilted her head back a little, and bit, drinking deeply. Michelle wrapped her arms around me, and moaned in the electric thrill of my "kiss". I pulled away, resisting the surging temptation to keep drinking from Michelle. Michelle wobbled a little, but her eyes were open, with the dreamlike, adoring quality characteristic of a vampire's thrall.

Kelly had watched the seduction of her sister silently, but now she spoke. "Did I do well master? Did I please you? Please tell me.", she eagerly asked. I smiled, an evil smile, and held out my hand. "Yes, Kelly, you have done very well for your master. Come here and I shall reward you." Kelly walked over to me quickly. I could see the lust in her eyes, and I knew exactly what she wanted. "Do you want... a kiss?", I whispered.

"Ohh, yes, master, please kiss me! I need your kiss! I want it!" Kelly removed a black ornamental neck band (nice fashion touch) which covered the previous night's bite. I placed my mouth over the bite marks, and drank slowly from Kelly, giving her the unique sensation she craved. She sighed, "Ohhhh, goddd!!!", back arching. She tried to push her neck harder against my fangs. I released her after a few minutes, then addressed both women.

"You are both my slaves. I will call when I have need of you again. Until then, neither of you will remember what has happened here. Nothing abnormal happened in the parking lot, you just got in your car and left as normal. Do you understand?"

"Yes, master.", came the chorused response. The women got in their car and drove away. I climbed into mine and headed back to the woman who had changed my life. And I loved her dearly for it.

Chapter 7: Advanced Techniques in Vampiring

Victoria was surprised that I returned home alone. "There are only a few hours left before sunrise, and I want to play with them for a while."

Victoria frowned at me, obviously bothered by this. "I... do not like this. Is bad idea."

I pleaded my case. "Please, Victoria. I need to do this. You don't know how much sleep I've lost, how stupid and inadequate I've felt with those two women."

"So you are just being evil, and getting revenge on these two women, nothing else?", she pressed.

"Yes, that's all it is. I'll show just how evil I can be next Saturday after sundown. But at the moment... I'd rather be naughty." Victoria smiled warmly, turned and headed for the bedroom without saying a word. The gleam in her eyes spoke for her. I followed, undressing myself as I went. I helped my wife undress, and placed my head between her thighs, licking around her sensitive sex. "Ah-aahhhh!", she sighed, wrapping her legs around my head. I plunged my tongue into her cunt. "Daaaa-viiiid..." I know what Victoria likes.

The next few days were uneventful. I did feed on my favorite waitress one night as she left work, though. "Hi Jonna.", I cheerily said.

"Hi David! How are you and your new girlfriend doing?", she replied with her ever-present smile.

"It's going pretty good." Concentrate. Look at her eyes. "We'll be coming by for brunch Saturday, I think." Jonna walked towards me as I spoke, and soon I was lapping at her sweet life as it flowed from her neck. "Mmmmmmm...", Jonna purred. Her body relaxed in my arms. As I finished, she clutched my arm for support. Her eyes were dreamy. "That was nice. Would you do it again, please?", she asked, presenting her throat.

"Maybe another time, sweet Jonna. For now, you must forget what has happened tonight with our meeting. We said hello, and that's all." I returned home, wondering about Jonna's recall of the bite. "Victoria, I just bit somebody, and she asked me to do it again right afterwards. How come she remembered the bite?"

"She would make excellent vampire. She would even be your wife, if I were not. You would bite her two more times. She is for you, in ways I cannot explain. I only know that sometimes it happens. I had to bite you again.", she explained. I nodded dumbly, and suddenly remembered Kelly. "I've bitten Kelly twice already."

Victoria sat up. "It is good you did not bite her again. If you had, you would have broken our marriage vow, and you would be full vampire."

My voice trembled as I asked, "Can I ever make a vampire?"

"You can, if you kill by drinking all the blood from the person. This is why you must be careful when you are feeding. In three days, they will rise and be full vampire. They will still be your slave forever." When Victoria said that, I was a little frightened by (and for) myself. The memory of the urge to keep drinking Michelle's blood was recalled very vividly. It had taken a conscious effort to stop. It would have been so easy to give in... My wife paused, eyes turning red. "I will not let another woman vampire have you. You are mine, forever.", she snarled. Leaning forward, she drove her fangs into me, sending a blast of electricity through my body. I bit her gently in return, completing the circuit. It sent the current through my very soul. My wife's blood filled my mouth. I tasted the depth of Victoria's needs, desires, and dreams.

I had to work late the next day; a big project was due at the end of the week. The sun sank below the horizon, and I was still slogging through endless code. Time dragged on, and I lost track of it. "David? Are you coming home tonight?" I spun around to see my wife standing in my office. A small trickle of blood sat on the corner of her mouth.

"When? -- How? -- Where? ...", I sputtered.

Victoria pouted. "Questions? I thought you would kiss me, David. Are you not happy to see me?" There was a hint of a smile in her eyes. She pursed her lips, and I gave her a warm, wet kiss. "Much better.", she smiled. "I was driving in park to come here and car broke down.", she explained. "It was faster to come here for phone."

"You walked through the park by yourself after dark???!!", I exclaimed.

She was surprised by my outburst. "No, I flew. But it is wonderful you are so protective of me. I love you too.", Victoria replied. Her eyes sparkled and she blew me a kiss. "Oh, I bit security guard. He would not let me come to you."

I shrugged. "S'OK. They're pretty useless. You said you flew here?", I asked, trying to decide if she was being sarcastic or not.

"Yes, as bat.", she answered, surprised again. Then she recognized the problem. "Oh, I never taught you that yet. We can be bats, like in book. Come, forget work. I will teach you." My wife grabbed my hand, and dragged me out of my office. We went outside, and Victoria said, "Relax first. Close your eyes. Feel the night, let it wrap you in its' arms. Listen for the music of the night, it will tell you what to do."

I shut my eyes tightly, and tried to forget who I was, my job, my deadline, breathing, eating, searching for the Zen state of mushin. My thoughts became more random, things began to merely -- exist. A soft hum began to fill my ears, and it became a part of my thoughts. In time, however, it too merely existed.

"That is wonderful, David!!! You are fast learner!" My wife's excited shout shattered my tranquillity like a stone through a glass window. I opened my eyes to find myself hovering a foot above Victoria's head. I couldn't see my feet, but wings flashed periodically on the periphery of my vision. I was a bat. OK, cool. Now what?

"Victoria, how do I change back?" Well, at least I could still speak. That was nice. It even sounded like my voice. Victoria looked at me mischievously, and waved her hand around. "Fly around first. All you've done is hover. I won't tell you until you've flown for a while. Go on." She smiled sweetly at me as I flapped in front of her face. "I love you."

"Yeah, right.", I replied. I flapped a little harder and rose into the air. I worked on learning how to go up and down, then on making turns. After a little bit, I felt confident that I wouldn't crash into anything too large, and headed for the park. The breeze of the onrushing air filled my nostrils. The clear crescent of the moon illuminated my wings, and I watched the ground shift with each stroke. The freedom of true flight enveloped me, and my wing strokes became swifter, and more sure. The hum that I had heard earlier was now a fully orchestrated melody. It echoed through my blood, loudly singing the praises of what I was now doing.

"Are you having fun yet?", Victoria asked. She must have followed me after I flew away. She had caught up with me very quickly and unobtrusively. I asked her where the car was, and she banked away gracefully, using the barest movement of a wing. I've got a lot to learn about this, I thought as I flapped awkwardly after her. We found the car a lot sooner than we expected to, because it drove beneath us as we turned. "The car is being stolen!", Victoria cried, and turned again to give chase.

It was all I could do to catch up with her change of direction and increased speed as we followed the car. I was amazed that I could see everything so clearly from where I was. Apparently only real bats are blind. We followed the car easily through a maze of detoured streets, and I was ready to ask Victoria what we would do when the thieves got to where they were going. Suddenly, the car stopped, and three youths got out, laughing and high-fiving.

Victoria dove quickly. She tore through the laughing group before they could react, and I saw one of the youths fall. Blood gushed from his throat, which had been ripped apart. My enhanced vision was about to turn into a detriment, for I had never seen my wife angry. Some things are better left unseen. Victoria landed, turning back into a person (?), and confronted the remaining two. I could only fly overhead and watch, because Victoria still hadn't told me how to turn back.

One of the youths rushed her. "I don't know who the fuck you are, bitch, but..." Whatever he was going to say was cut off as Victoria grabbed him, picked him up and threw him with ease against a building. He hit just below the second story, and fell to the ground with a dull thud. He didn't get up. Gunshots sounded, and I heard my wife snarl. Frightened for her safety, and reacting instinctively, I dove frantically, arriving at ground level just in time to watch my wife RIP THE HEART OUT OF THE ALIVE (but not for long) GUNMAN'S CHEST. His scream died a second after he did. Victoria nibbled on the bloody lump of tissue in her hand, and looked up at me. There was a look a satisfaction on her face.

"David, come join me. Think of being flesh and blood, but stop flapping. If you worry about flying, you won't change." I swallowed hard, stopped my wings, there was a falling sensation... Poof! I was me again. "Do you want some?", Victoria asked, extending the dead man's heart to me. "It is vampire delicacy."

"Uhhh... nothanks.", I replied quickly. My stomach was very active at the thought, and I wondered if vampires could turn green. I looked at Victoria. "Are you all right?", I asked her. "I heard gunshots."

"Yes, he shot me twice.", Victoria nonchalantly answered. Before I could go into a frenzy, Victoria held up her hand, and said, " Is not problem. I can not be harmed by regular bullet. But you must drive car back home. I would get blood on seats. Very difficult to clean."

I stood, rooted firmly to the ground, and gaped at her. "You're bleeding!" I state the obvious when I'm in shock.

Victoria waved her hand dismissively. "Do not worry, darling. I will meet you back home." She smiled and pecked me on the cheek.

I drove the car home, and for the first time since I had become Victoria's mate, realized just how different I was. Alone with my thoughts, I began to worry about how different my life would be. What kind of person would I become with the powers I now possessed? Sure, I was going to get revenge on Kelly and Michelle, but they deserved it... didn't they? What other magical powers did I have that Victoria hadn't shown me yet? Would she teach me everything I could do? And when? What, if anything, was our Achilles' Heel? All of these questions disappeared from my mind when I was greeted at the door by a completely healed, and naked Victoria. "Enter freely and of your own will.", she purred seductively.

Tune in next week! There's going to be plenty of sex and a little bit of
violence in the next installment.

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