More than Human

[DanFS]

Silas knew he needed to sow the seed of a dream into her mind, which encouraged her to fellate him.

After a second to consider his options, given her halting response, he decided to press ahead.

He could smell her need, and it was strong. She was yearning for a man inside her. Silas raised the back of the bed up slightly to make the angle better for him to look into her eyes.

"Felicity - look into my eyes. You are a little flushed my dear. I need to calm you down a bit."

As he held her gaze, he thought of the scene he wanted to implant into her mind:

She was lying on the bed, diddling her pussy with a couple of fingers, her chest is heaving with the pleasure just about to peak, her clit between the two fingers, swollen with her need.

She hears a noise to her side and when she looks over, she sees Silas' face, and then she looks down and sees his cock. Her heart beat quickens, and she salivates at the thought of taking his cock into her mouth.

She opens up and he slides the tip of his smooth, thick cock into her warm wet mouth, flicking her tongue across it. She reaches up with a hand and pulls his ass closer to get more of him inside her. She moans as he starts to slide in and out, and her moan vibrates across his delicate cock tissue, making him shudder with pleasure. She becomes more aggressive, and sucks harder, wanting to take his seed. He starts to thrust into her mouth quite hard, making her choke a little.

She can feel her pussy moisten as she sucks him, knowing she is turning him on something fierce!

Then she is back in the room, looking into Silas' eyes, remembering the dream with amazing clarity, and then shock.

Silas just smiled and leant back.

"Are you OK, Felicity?"

 

[zoelikesjam]

"Are you okay Felicity?"

"I...You...What did you just do to me?!" I whispered in shock. The feelings, everything had been so real. How had he done that?
"I want to try Silas" I said flushing pink. "I want you to show me how to suck your cock"

 

[DanFS]

She had blushed with the depravity of the thoughts running through her mind.

This was to be expected, as she was after all, an innocent young woman.

She then said to him "I want you to show me how to suck your cock".


"Really, Felicity? Well, let me teach you how." He replied, trying hard to hide his enthusiasm.

He stepped closer to the head of the bed and took off his pristine white Doctor's coat, draping it over the back of the bed.

"Unzip my trousers and reach inside. You'll be able to slide my cock out through the fly."

She gingerly reached over and did as he instructed. When her cool fingers touched his skin, they felt amazing. She grasped his warm cock, flaccid, but starting to show interest, and slid it out into view.

Then she gasped. This was probably her first time seeing and handling a cock close up. She rolled it between her fingers and felt the weight of his balls as well, fascinated by the texture and softness of the skin, which belied its appearance.

She slowly stroked her fingers down his rapidly hardening shaft, and marvelled at the fact it grew in her fingers.

"Lean forward and lick the tip." Silas prompted her.

Obediently, she did so. She warm wetness of her tongue felt fantastic! Silas let out a small moan, and then encouraged her.
"That's nice, Felicity - lick the length, caress it with your tongue."
Again, she obeyed, and as she looked up at him, he felt power like he hadn't felt in ages!

He resisted the urge to grab her hair and plunge deep into her throat. After all, this was her first time, and she was supposed to enjoy it!

"Now suck me inside." He urged, and she did, making a small moan herself. She then started unbidden, to swirl her tongue around, and she must have remembered what her moan did in the dream, as she did it again, and Silas groaned in response.

Then she shocked him, by taking the initiative, and becoming suddenly more aggessive.

She grabbed his ass and pulled him inside deep, and moaned again, encouraging
him....

 

[zoelikesjam]

I licked the tip of his cock gingerly. Feeling the soft cool skin of his penis beneath my fingers, growing slowly under my touch, made my pussy clench with need.
I pulled him into my mouth, dragging my tongue slowly up and down his rapidly growing length. Moaning, I felt the noise vibrate and he grew in my mouth some more. Sucking him deep into my throat I gagged slightly and pulled back. Silas placed his hand on my head and urged me forward. I had my right hand wrapped around his penis and stoked him up and down. I stroked and sucked over and over. I didn't know if I was doing it right or wrong. My encouragement came from Silas, who would say "Yes. That's it. Not so fast. Ah!" I used the words as feelers to see if what I was doing at the moment was right and then I tried to do the same motion again.

I felt his hand on the back of my neck. It massaged my neck through my hair. He used it to quicken and slow my pace for what seemed like forever, but really must have only been minutes. I loved the sound of his breath, hot, deep, in and out. The most amazing thing was the feeling of control. I tried to toss my hair back and look up at his face.
Silas looked memorized, and I felt myself grow hot as he looked down on me and smiled. I continued stroking and sucking him and his smile gave me another boost of enthusiasm as I dipped back down with my mouth.

"I'm going to cum." He hissed "Felicity you don't have to....."

His sentence was interrupted by a hot spurt in my mouth. Suddenly I felt Silas's hand firmly holding my head down. Hot bust after burst entered my mouth. I didn't pay much attention to the taste. I was caught up in his grunts and moans and the satisfaction I was bringing him. As a natural reaction I swallowed most of his cum down. Silas wound his fingers in my hair, and I looked up at him. His face was flushed slightly, and I melted when he smiled at me.
Silas pulled away from me, his fingers glancing around my face, stroking my cheek. After re-arranging himself, he knelt down by the side of my bed and I pushed my face into his hand enjoying the sensation his touch brought.

 

[DanFS]

Silas looked across at Felicity, with her face resting in his hand.

He had no idea she could be so wanton, as an innocent.
His suggestions implanted into her recent dream had worked even better than he had
hoped.

He felt his cock pulse again, at the sight of her tongue snaking out, to catch a trace of his cum that had escaped from the corner of her mouth.

"That was amazing, Felicity. You did very well!"

He carried on stroking her cheek, and gazing into her eyes.
He concentrated and as he thought of the image, he projected it into her mind.
She was back diddling her pussy again, with he legs splayed wide and leaning back into the bed, sighing with pleasure.

She looked at him confused, as Silas voiced her concern.
"Don't worry, little one, this is all part of your recovery therapy. I need you to relax, and the endorphins that are released by sexual activity are some of the most potent in the body, for making you feel good."

He had dared to call her by a pet name.
Would she notice?
What would she say?

He then continued.
"The biochemical reactions taking place within you are powerful and if carefully managed, will enable you to return to full health so much quicker than usual. I don't see why you should deny yourself a little pleasure along the way, just because convention medical wisdom says
so!"

He stood then, and looked down into her eyes once more.
"Do you trust me, Felicity. Will you allow me to lead you down this path - I can make you even better than you were before - if you'll let me?"

He then placed a fingertip on the tip of her nose and just pressed gently.

She instantly felt her pussy moisten, and he heard her gasp in response.

"Show me what you like to do, Felicity. Help me learn how to help you recover."

He smiled then, as she looked ready to comply.

There was so much scope for things they could do. His powers of suggestion were improving and she seemed to enjoy pleasing him.

One of the advantages of his kind, was that he could recover much quicker than a 'normal' human.

That advantage was coveted most during combat but it had other uses too, as he hoped to soon discover.....

 

[zoelikesjam]

Silas continued to stroke my cheek and I literally melted into him.

"Don't worry, little one, this is all part of your recovery therapy. I need you to relax, and the endorphins that are released by sexual activity are some of the most potent in the body, for making you feel good."

Little one.He had called me Little one. His own. He owned me. He stared into my eyes and I couldn't tear my gaze away

"Do you trust me, Felicity. Will you allow me to lead you down this path - I can make you even better than you were before - if you'll let me?"

Did I trust him? Of course I did! I felt like my entire existence was in his hands.

"Of course I trust you Silas" I murmured into his hand "I don't think I've ever trusted anyone so much"

He smiled at me. I spread my leg open slightly

"Touch me" I whispered "Please? I want you to touch me, show me"

 

[DanFS]

Silas was frustrated that Felicity’s leg was taking longer to heal than expected.
He so wanted to accelerate the healing process so he could do all the things with her he wanted; but in order to do so she had to be completely healthy and mobile.

He had already implanted the suggestion within her dreams to make it acceptable for them to continue her therapy outside and away from prying eyes.

Since Felicity had consented to Silas leading her upon her journey, even if she was not entirely sure what she had agreed to he was gratified that she demonstrated such a trust in him.

She had asked him to touch her. He had obviously awake at an inner yearning which had been repressed for so long, IT was almost like trying to return a snake to a basket from which it had escaped, in so much as although he was in control they could never go back to how things were before he had awakened This need within her.

“I asked you to show me what you like to do.” Silas reiterated.
She was obviously still horny, and needed more stimulation.
“Don’t disappoint me little one!” Silas warned.
He paused for effect before continuing:
“I want to see exactly what you do to turn yourself on. I want to watch you use your fingers to make yourself come.”

He let that last statement sink in. He wanted her to realise that she was free to pleasure herself even without him being there, IF he allowed her to.

“And if you’re a really good girl, perhaps we’ll go outside today as the weather is quite glorious and I think it would do you good to sit in some sunshine for a change, and to take in some fresh air.”

The gleam in her eye suggested that perhaps the time was right after all, for him to take her to the next level. He had already implanted within one of her dreams the imagery necessary to turn her into something more than human.

He considered his options and decided to wait and is too swift a recovery would arouse suspicion.
He had been working on a super-protein in his private lab, and would to test it on her to improve her chances of a speedy recovery, but still within expected clinical limits.
She wouldn’t be a Guinea pig so to speak, as he had already conducted trials on some less mammals, which had been completely successful; so there were no reasons why this course of treatment should not be the solution to their problem.

 

[zoelikesjam]

He wanted to watch me touch myself! I marvelled at the thought.

“Don’t disappoint me little one!” He warned, his voice determined.

I wouldn't disappoint him, there was no way I could do that. But I so desperately wanted to feel his fingers touching me.
I ran my hand down, over my body slowly and shuddered as my nipples hardened. Moving my fingers over the pebbled mound, I pinched them gently and gasped and writhed a little. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and my thighs parted as if of their own volition. I stroked and teased my breasts a little, until I couldn't wait any longer to touch myself. I slid my hands down over my tummy combing my fingers through the red curls that covered my swollen mound. My lips were already slick with creamy juices and my clit was peeking out of its hood as I slipped her fingers over the sensitive nub, which was just begging for attention. My hips rocked and I almost cried out at the explosion of sensations. My breath came in ragged gasps and I realized I was so close to coming already!

It had never felt like this before! I knew if I didn't slow down I would have a screaming orgasm in seconds, and I didn't want to let Silas down, nor did I want the delicious sensations to pass to quickly, so I moved my hand back up to stroke my nipples. I pressed my thighs together to help quell the throbbing pleasure in my pussy.
With flicks of my fingers, I teased the hard, nub of flesh until my hips rocked and lifted. I couldn't keep from moaning, and looking up at Silas I could see his eyes were gleaming with pleasure.
When I couldn't stand it any longer, I slid my hand down and slowly slipped a finger deep into my tight pussy. With just a few thrusts of my finger, I shuddered and cried out as wave after wave washed over my body again and again.

 

[DanFS]

Over all his years and all the women he had encountered; none had ever made him feel quite as he did right now.
He couldn't really explain it. It wasn't just arousal. It was more primal than that. This young woman had openly pleasured herself in front of him, at his insistence no less and she had revelled in the sexual freedom, and the tumultuous orgasm that washed over her.

How he wanted her. He wanted to rip her clothing from her soft, supple body and ravage her, here in her room. Just as animals do, he wanted to make her his, she would know beyond all doubt the he was the Alpha Male here and she would do as he bid.

He waited until her breath had calmed a little and her eyes focussed upon his face once more.
"Well done, my little one. You seemed to enjoy that - I certainly did!"
He reached out and tenderly stroked her cheek.
"When you are ready, we will go outside. I have a new treatment for you. it should help your leg heal a little quicker. After I give it to you, we can enjoy the fresh mountain air and build up your leg muscles again, by walking in the mountains. It is the best therapy I know."

He stood and smiling down at her, held out his hand, inviting her to rise and accompany him to the treatment room.

 

[zoelikesjam]

I flushed bright red as the thought of what I had just done flashed through my mind. Silas was gently stroking my cheek, and I pushed my head further into his touch. I moaned ever so slightly as I came down from my high.
There was no doubt in my mind Silas wanted me, and that thought pleased me no end. Just when he would take me, however was another matter.
His talk of experimental treatment on my leg cheered me up, as nice as my room was, I really liked the thought of getting out in the fresh air, and wondered if Silas would join me outside.

 

[DanFS]

When they reached the treatment room, Silas helped her out of the wheelchair and onto the treatment table.

He opened the sterile packets he needed to prepare the injections of his experimental protein.

"This will sting a little, I suspect, but I hope it will work in helong you to recover quicker than without it. It contains some proteins and nutrients your body makes naturally. but in larger quantities, to encourage your legs to lay down more muscle and bone faster."

He smiled down at her, and then swabbed the area to sterilise it before he placed the tip of the needle upon her thigh, he said:
"You'll just feel a little prick and then a short burning sensation, That's quite normal."

He pushed the needle into her thigh and depressed the plunger. As the liquid protein entered her bloodstream, it did burn, but just for a moment, before she felt bliss, and lay back and let it wash over her.

As she recovered her composure, he helped her back into the wheelchair and took her back to her room. Twice a day for a week, they repeated this ritual, before Silas took her to the room, and injected her again, as before, only this time, he gave her a pair of crutches.
"I think you'll be strong enough to try these now, don't worry - I'll be right beside you!"

He helped her up off the table and looked as she took her first step...

 

[zoelikesjam]

Trusting Silas was extremely difficult for me. Especially when he pulled out the needle and went to inject it into my thigh. I stiffened with panic, but Dr Vincent looked into my eyes and I felt all my fears fade away.

For a week this ritual continued, he would look into my eyes and inject me with his serum, calming me with his eye contact.

After just over a week, Silas announced I was well enough to stand. He took me out of my traction, removed the plaster cast and handed me a pair of crutches.

"Try it", He said "Try putting some weight on your bad leg Felicity, lets see how my Little one has recovered".

I stood shakily, and, with a start of fear, put a slight amount of pressure on my bad leg. Yes it wasn't hurting as much as it had been, but I still wasn't sure it could be healed after just a week. That thought was impossible for me to process. But I trusted Silas inherently.

I found putting pressure on my leg didn't hurt, and glanced up at Silas smiling. He looked down on me, smiling indulgently.

"It looks like my treatment has worked".

I nodded with a small grin "It doesn't hurt at all!" I let out a small laugh.

 

[DanFS]

As Felicity gathered herself for the test of her legs with crutches, Silas held his breath. He had put so much work into this serum, and in theory it would work.
Felicity had been an ideal test subject, willing, compliant, and beautiful with it.

Yes, he had sown the seeds of longing in her mind and she had started to reap what he had sown.

As she put her weight on one leg, then the other, Silas was gratified to see her look up at him and smile.
"It looks like my treatment has worked".

She nodded with a small grin "It doesn't hurt at all!" and let out a small laugh.

Silas applauded her. She had proven him right, as well as showing her trust in his care.

Now, he could start to put the next phase of her recovery into place. Walking in the mountains would strengthen her legs and provide much needed changes of scenery to stimulate her visually and mentally, as well as providing them both with solitude so they could follow more…. carnal pursuits, if they wished, without fear of interruption. Then he could stimulate her in other ways too….

As she tentatively walked a few steps, gingerly at first, then with more confidence, she could feel the new muscles responding to her will and Silas could guess how much better she must feel.

After a couple of lengths of the room, Silas stopped her.

"Well done, little one. I am glad to see how willing you are to walk."

After a pause he ventured:
"Shall we walk over to the Restaurant? We can order some lunch there. I think the change will do us both the world of good!"

 

[zoelikesjam]

After a meal in the restaurant, Silas pulled out a wheelchair and pushed me back to my room, announcing I had stressed myself enough. I couldn't resist when, on standing he backed me up slightly towards the bed. My hands slid beneath his shirt, and my fingers brushed the sparse, coarse hair on the rigid surface of his stomach. I inhaled deeply and his scent filled me. My heart beat faster and harder, my breath came raged. My hands skimmed higher on his chest, his flesh warm beneath my fingers. A long, low moan shuddered in his throat in spite of lips pressed together in denial of the sounds we both knew he wanted to make.
“Felicity, please…” but he didn’t step back, and made no move to push me away.
I slid my hands over each rib, dragging his shirt higher inch by slow inch. On my toes again, I trailed my mouth over his chin. I loved the rough, thoroughly masculine feel of his beard stubble against my lips. My hands moved farther up, my fingers splayed, and my thumbs brushed the hard edges of his pecks. His breath came faster, his mouth open now
“Arms up,” I whispered, my lips brushing his chin. Silas obediently raised his arms, and I slid the shirt over his head, and then let it drop onto the floor behind him. My hands roamed his arms and chest, and my pulse roared in my ears, almost blocking out his heartbeat completely.
“Felicity, you don’t have to-“
“Shh.” My lips opened and my teeth found his chin, nibbling their way down the line of his jaw to his ear, where the delicious musky Silas scent deepened. I purred, capturing his earlobe between my lips. I was careful not to bite, but when I tugged gently, his hands finally found my hips, squeezing as his head feel back and a soft throaty growl rumbled against my cheek.
My mouth dipped lower, nibbling the sweet hot flesh of his neck, and his hands slipped beneath my shirt, kneading my waist in time with his own pulse. I murmured wordless pleasure against his throat and nuzzled closer, pushing us a step nearer to the bed. His hands slid beneath my jeans, cupping my hips eagerly, possessively. His skin was exquisitely warm against mine, his fingers wonderfully rough and willing. He smelled so good. So intimately familiar and safe, yet dangerous at the same time, and I couldn’t get enough of him. My lips found his again and when my mouth opened his parted in welcome. My hands trained his torso once more until fingers brushed the waistband of his jeans. I pushed his button through its hole as his hands inched up the outside of my shirt and over my shoulders. His fingers tangled in my hair, tilting my head back to give him better access to my mouth. The kiss deepened and I shoved his jeans down, fighting not to wrap my legs around him where he stood. Silas hadn’t touched me intimately in over a week and we on had a matter of minutes before the inevitable interruption of one of the nurse's. Patience did not come easily. He must have felt the rush, too, because he let go of my hair to grab my shirt, only pulling from my mouth long enough to tug the black tee shirt over my head. He turned us so the backs of my knees brushed the edge of the mattress, my fingers still playing along his back. His mouth claimed mine again as his hands worked at the waistband of my jeans. A second later, they hit the floor, my underwear pooled inside them. His arms encircled me, hands fumbling with the latch of my bra as I shoved his boxers down, my hands trailing over the tight curves of his backside, the granite expanse of his thighs. He growled in frustration and his arms tensed against me. Threads popped and my bra slid down my arms, the hooks ripped free from the material. Damn, that was a good bra too. But Silas was better. He was worth however many articles of clothing he wanted to ruin and if he’d stay, I’d gladly let him shred my whole wardrobe. I let the bra fall as he stepped out of his underwear, and when his eyes found mine again I circled him, slaying one hard across his chest. For now, Silas was everywhere. His chest hair tickled my palms, his heart beat against my fingers, his scent filled the air. His voice rumbled through me with each moan of pleasure, each groan of impatience. Soon he would leave, but until then, silas was mine. I smiled and shoved him backward. He let himself fall onto the bed, and a little thrill raced down my spine to settle low and throb steadily. I was on him in an instant, straddling his thighs as my hands sought every inch of his flesh. My leg throbbed beneath me, but I ignored it in favour of Silas's hands. His hands squeezed my hips, grinding me against him as he arched up from the bed, over and over again. I gasped, and my knees clenched on either side of him, pinning us together as he throbbed against the most sensitive parts of my body. I sat up straight and Silas’s eyes met mine. I nodded. He lifted me with both hands, guiding me forward. I closed my eyes, knowing he would watch my face the whole time. He lowered me onto him slowly, inch by exquisite inch, until my thighs met his hips. I didn’t realise I was holding my breath until it slipped from my open mouth in a sigh of contentment. Satisfaction. An indisputable rightness I never, ever felt except when we were joined so thoroughly, so intimately that our pulses raced in twin rhythms, each breath pushing in and out in tandem. I felt him exhale beneath me, and with the next heartbeat I rocked forward, my head thrown back, my lower lip pinched between my teeth in concentration. He moaned and arched into me as I came back down. We started out slowly, letting the rhythm loiter, the pleasure build gradually. But that didn’t last. It had been too long, and we had too little time. He pulled me down for another kiss and when I rose again, he grabbed my hips, rocking me faster, pulling in and out frantically as I clenched around him. My knees chafed against the sheets, but I barely noticed because of the other delicious friction building where Silas’s body met mine. His grip on my waist tightened and out motions grew faster, more frenzied. Sweat formed on his chest, slick beneath my hands. My thighs tensed and relaxed ceaselessly, raising me higher with each withdrawal, slamming us together with each thrust. He went taut beneath me. Each time we touched he cried out. Every stroke made me gasp, intensifying the need building within me until one last, brutal grind made his body jerk, his grip bruising my hips. And with his last thrusts, I shuddered around him, gasping, unable to think beyond that one endless moment. I opened my eyes to find Silas smiling at me and relief coursed through me on the tail of my orgasm. I fell limp on top of him, my cheek on his shoulder. He gathered my hair, spreading it to trail on the bed, where he stroked it over and over, breathing hard beneath me as our hearts raced in echo of the rhythm we’d created. For five solid minutes, we lay together on the bed as close as we could be without doing it all over again.

 

[DanFS]

Silas was shocked to silence – Felicity had turned the situation on its head.
Now, instead of him calling the shots, she appears to have seduced him!
Not that he was complaining – she was gorgeous and this new found confidence, courtesy of his serum, meant that her recovery would continue apace.

The way she had nibbled down his chin, and the sultry purr, she gave when she gently bit his ear, awoke him to the desire within.
He then let his reserve weaken, and as he grabbed her hips, he felt his lust gain in strength.
He was going to have her, or was it her having him?

A few moments later, he could feel his nature assert itself, when he struggled to release her bra, so he just ripped it from her slim frame, eager to get at her flesh.
She pushed him back onto the bed, and clambered onto him, watching each other's faces, as they coupled, and she rode him, her thighs clasping his hips and Silas raising and lowering her onto his fully erect cock.

They were both aware that there wasn't much time, but the delicious sensations they were both feeling compensated for the lack of intimacy over the last week.
Inevitably, as the tempo rose, along with their mutual eagerness, orgasm overtook them both.

As they both came, their breath sounding harsh, in the otherwise pristine silence, they lay together enjoying the closeness of each other. He stroked her hair, being at this moment, otherwise incapable of articulating the feelings she had awoken in him.
This was more than lust – much more.

As he lay there, it struck him that she had offered herself freely and he had deflowered her.
He had not even asked her if that was how she wanted to lose her virginity.
He had been so caught up in the moment, he had let her dictate what had happened. Although he had thoroughly enjoyed the experience, he had a pang of guilt at not being more considerate, but he then reasoned that she had initiated their coupling, and seemed to enjoy it as much as he did.

At last, he awoke to his responsibilities as her Doctor.
"I should get dressed, at least." He told her. "Imagine how this would look, if one of the nurses found us like this."
He grinned as he drank in the view of her naked form, with her leg looking much better than it had so far.

As he pulled on his underwear, jeans and shirt, he admired her beauty.

"Don't worry, Felicity, my little one, we have plenty of time, when we can indulge ourselves. Now rest, and dream naughty things, and then you can tell me what you want to do when I next see you."

He picked up her clothes and clumsily folded them, placing them onto a chair, and then returned to her side, to pull the bedsheets away so she could roll under them.

He then bent down, and kissed her on the lips, lightly this time, before moving to leave her to sleep.
He only hoped one of the nurses wouldn't visit her too soon, as the room still reeked of their sex together.
He crossed to the window and opened it, allowing the cool, forest air to flow into the room, before winking at her, before leaving and closing the door behind him.

As he walked back to his Office to write up his notes, concerning the effects the serum was having he found himself smiling. He hadn't felt this happy in a long time.
Happiness wasn't something he usually considered, but today was a great day!

At his desk, he quickly updated the notes in his journal, before closing the cover, and leaning back in his seat with a contented sigh.

He allowed his mind to wander, settling on an image he liked of Felicity in a position he wanted her in, when they were next in the Physio studio.

His mental view changed, as his imagination wandered:

He could take her into the Research Library, even though they had most of the volumes on computer now, he still enjoyed the feel and smell of the books.
To take her, amongst them, would be……delicious!

Then, in the Reading Room, next to the Library:
Felicity - Sultry

His mind was brought rudely back to reality, when his 'phone rang.

He answered it quickly and then joined another colleague in one of the Labs to assist in some research.
At least it would pass some time, until he could visit Felicity again, later.

As they worked, he wondered what she was dreaming of.....

 

[zoelikesjam]

I couldn't believe what I had done. Lying in bed the thoughts were swimming rapidly in my head. Had I really just given away my virginity? And given it away so brutally?
I was shocked with myself. Shocked and slightly ashamed. I drifted off to sleep, with thoughts swirling around my mind, and couldnt shake the images of our coming together...

 

[DanFS]

Silas had decided that walks in the Country were the best way forward with Felicity's continued recovery.

After a week of gradually longer walks, with Felicity carrying a stick, but not really needing it, they ventured out around the Estate, exploring the various different terrains. The Forest, the Lakeside, the foothills to the Mountains, all held their own attractions.

Silas had decided that he wanted to sow the seed of another dream tonight, and see where that took them…

He willed his mind to join with hers, as she slept. He wove the threads of his will together and imagined their tendrils working their way through the complex, to her room, and inside. Then working their way up the bed, and across her face until they hovered over her eyes, before in a flash, they were inside her head.

He implanted an image of her dressed casually, in a plaid red & black skirt, with a white blouse, and casual black shoes, walking beside him in the countryside, across a meadow, leading towards the forest. For early summer, the smell of the grass was intoxicating, and the sounds of the birds & bees almost hypnotic.

As they walked, she casually holding the stout stick, leaning back over her shoulder, with a broad smile upon her face, which was facing into the bright sunlight, making her eyes sparkle.
Beside her, Silas walked dressed in combat shorts, with walking boots, and a sleeveless T shirt, showing his muscular physique beneath, and a day-sack slung over one shoulder. Inside, she knew he had packed lunch and several drinks for them, both of the alcoholic and soft kind.

He smiled broadly at her, enjoying the view of her supple muscles under her clothes as she walked. Her strength had grown day after day, since she had started to walk again.
This was the first day she had wanted to walk a distance, as she grew accustomed to her mobility again.

Time skipped forward a while, and they were together in the Forest; the sunlight dappled as it shone through the canopy of tress into a wide clearing, with several stout oak trees lining the perimeter and a few dotted in the centre, about three metres apart.

As they walked through the clearing, admiring the serenity of their surroundings, Felicity felt the world swaying around her, and Silas laying her gently on the warm, soft ground.

When she awoke, she was tied, with legs spread, her ankles tied with smooth ropes to separate oak trees, and her wrists tethered likewise, stretching her wide, although not quite at the point of pain.

She looked around her, and saw a figure, clad in a black suit, with a cape. She also noticed his very, very shiny black shoes. She knew they were highly polished, not patent fine black leather.
Felicity was aware that the air felt very close, humid, unlike a few moments ago.
She then heard a whimper from close by. Turning her head, she saw a petite blonde woman, tied in a similar manner to herself, but instead of being still clothed, this woman was naked. The dappled light showed her toned, small body in perfect detail, right down to the …..what? in her eyes.
"More – I need more, don't stop!" She gasped through gritted teeth.
It was only then, that Felicity was aware that the woman was writhing in her bonds, against an unseen tormentor.

As the figure dressed all-in-black approached Felicity, he seemed familiar.
"Ahhh….Moj Dijete, you are awake." He said.
Only then, did she realise the figure was Silas!
His calling her 'My Little One' was strangely arousing….

He stepped even closer, until she could smell the cologne he wore, and was aware of the growing heat between her thighs.

"I have arranged a little something for you. To bestow upon you the greatest gift I can. You see, I am Vampyr, one of the long-lived. I have walked this Earth for centuries. I have seen so many wondrous things. The birth of the modern continent of Europe, the fall of the Ottoman Empire, and the Birth of the Greek nation as you know it. I have marched in her Majesty's Army both during the conquest of India, and again during the Battle of Waterloo. I have witnessed the Industrial Revolution, indeed, I partly influenced it!"

He paused, to let that morsel of information sink in, before continuing:
"You see, my dear, by conventional means, I am immortal. I can die, but it's very difficult to kill me. My longevity has allowed me to learn a great deal about human anatomy, at close hand."

The young blonde moaned louder, again, in her bonds, and gasped "I'm nearly there – don't you dare stop!"

"And, now, Moj Dijete, I have decided it is time for you to join me, I shall sire you, as the newest of my kind. My clan is almost gone, and I already know you have no family to miss you, and you must know by now I have feelings for you. To refuse me would be such a waste!"

He looked across at the blonde, and flicked his wrist.
Within seconds an apparition appeared behind her, a large muscled warrior, wearing what looked like Spartan Armour, but where the 'skirts' should have been, protruded a massive penis, partially buried within the pussy of the tied blonde. One hand wrapped into her long hair, the other reaching around in front of her, to tease her exposed breasts.

The blonde was also, Felicity noticed, being pleasured by a wraith-like female, who was crouched before her with her face buried into her obviously wet sex, tonguing her towards her impending orgasm.

"This –" Silas explained, as he walked behind Felicity. "Is to be her last night of life upon this Earth. But, I am not a sadist. She should enjoy all the earthly pleasures she desires. This is what my minions are doing right now. When the time is right, she will help in the process of your transformation."

Silas leant in close. So close, Felicity could feel his breath on her neck.
"Would you like some pleasure too, my little one?"
Without warning, he reached down in front of her, and slid a hand under her plaid skirt, into her moistening panties, and grasping the filmy lace garment, ripped it from her, tucking it away in his jacket pocket.
He slid a finger along her wet lips, as his mouth settled upon her neck, kissing gently from ear-lobe to chin.
Once he was satisfied his finger was wet enough, he slid it into her pussy, savouring the wet sounds it made as it made its way between her wet folds.
His thumb drifted sideways across her clit, which was just starting to peek out from beneath its little hood, wanting its own share of the pleasure.
Silas slid the finger back into her pussy again and then back across her perineum, to her rosebud anus. He repeated this movement several times, enjoying the way her breath caught each time he did so.

The blonde was becoming more vocal, as her orgasm neared.
"Oh, Fuck me, you bastard! Make me cum, you bitch, get your tongue in there!" She growled, the sweat now dripping from her, lust making her oblivious to her situation.

The ghostly warrior was pistoning his cock in and out of her pussy, as hard as he could, the faint grunts and gasps barely audible, amongst the cacophony of noise the woman was making.

Silas enjoyed watching Felicity, as she watched the blonde being pleasured, and slowly slid a moistened finger into her tight ass, making her gasp…

 

[zoelikesjam]

I woke with a start, sweat pouring from me. I was terrified. How could Silas be a Vampyre?

It wasn’t possible. I shook my head, trying to shake the dream from my mind.

I needed a shower to wake me up, to distance myself from the dream. Was it a nightmare or a dream? I couldn’t decied.
I walked over to the shower room, no longer needing my stick and opened the door. Turning on the water, the shower pounded over me. I stripped off my clothes and stood in the stream of water.
I sunk to the floor, emotions running through my body like crazy, and I felt the tears well up in my eyes. I didn’t understand what was happening. What was going on. I slid to the floor of the shower, the tiles cold against my back, water pounding my skin.

I saw the door slide open before I heard it. Silas walked in, and taking one look at me he knelt down in the shower, water soaking through his clothes, which he had neglected to take off. He folded me in his arms.

“You’re too good for me.” I shook my head, digging deep for the courage to tell him the truth. It was the very least he deserved. Though he didn’t deserve the fallout.

“You don’t understand…”
Silas’s mouth crushed against mine, and he kissed me so hard, so thoroughly, that I couldn’t breathe. And I didn’t give a damn.

I kissed him back, tasting him, breathing him in. I ripped off his shirt, his chest slick under my fingers. The muscled shifted beneath my hand as he moved. I let my lips trail over the harsh stubble on his chin, and he tilted his head back, giving me full access to his throat-the most vulnerable part of his body. I tried to reach up to his jaw. His hands roamed up from waist, brushing the lower curves of my breasts. My tongue traced the line of his neck, following it to his collarbone. I lapped at the water pooled there, and then my tongue ventured back up, searching out his mouth. I pulled his head down for another kiss and Silas groaned. He stood up and hauled me into his arms. His tongue found mine, and he walked us one step backward. His trousers hit the floor so fast I hardly noticed.

My back hit the cold tile wall, and he pulled away to lift me beneath both arms, his stance wide for stability. I wrapped my legs around his hips and clung to him, my skin slick against his. My breasts pressed in to his chest. My arm went around his neck. He lifted me higher, and I half sat on the soap shelf to help support my weight as his fingers slid down my side, leaving trails of fire in their wake. His hand slipped between us, testing, guiding.

Then he lowered me slowly. I held my breath until he was all the way in. and my next inhalation was so ragged it almost hurt. I rocked forward, and he moaned. His eyes closed, and his rocked with me.
I draped both arms around his neck, closed my eyes and rode him. I let him set the pace-slow at first, but gaining speed as friction built.
He drove into me, pinning me to the wall, drawing small sounds from me with each stroke. He rocked me back and forth with a grip on both my hips. I clung to the top of the shower stall with my left hand and lightly clutched the showerhead with my right. Each breath came faster, each thrust harder. My legs tightened around him as I sought more contact. Greater friction. More heat.
Finally, when I was sure I couldn’t hold back another second, Silas groaned and his strokes became frantic. I let go, and sensation washed over me, scalding compared to the now lukewarm water.
Spent, Silas leaned into me and his head found my shoulder. His heart raced inches from mine, and I could hear each whoosh of his pulse.

After at least a minute like that, he lowered us until we sat on one corner of the shower floor, water spraying my back. I straddled him and leaned back so I could see his face.

I searched his dark eyes, and wondered if I should ask him about the dream. But he beat me too it.

“What the matter Moj Dijete? Why are you crying?”

I sniffed delicately “I don’t know Silas, I had this dream…it frightened me I guess.”
He nodded thoughtfully. “Do you wish to tell me about it?”

I shook my mane of hair, water dripping everywhere. I was shivering slightly now. Silas switched off the shower and grabbed a huge fluffy white towel. Wrapping me up in it like a mummy, he carried me to my bed.

“We are going out tonight little one. I have a surprise for you.”

I shook slightly as he dried me off “But…”

His finger placed on my lips, silencing me. “We ARE going out. I have something special for you. Trust me.”

I nodded reluctantly.

 

[DanFS]

Silas smiled at her acquiescence.
He knew she was mildly submissive, but her fear evident to him.

His sowing the dream into her mind had, he hoped prepared her for some of what was to come.

He laid her down on the bed, with the fluffy towel draped around her and walked over to the door where a large duffel bag sat on the floor.

I bought you something to wear, when we go out. I thought it would be nice to dine out this evening. I know a lovely place at the edge of the Forest, with a view out onto the Lake. It is breathtaking!

It was only then she noticed he was dressed in a dark suit, two-piece and a white shirt with a black tie, much like the one in the dream, with black polished shoes.
He reached into the bag and produced a smaller bag and a box.
The bag contained an outfit identical to the one in the dream, almost a schoolgirl's outfit, with black & red checked skirt, white blouse, black hold up stockings & white lacy bra & panties.

When she opened the box, she found a pair of black leather four inch heels, and a pearl & haematite choker.

Silas leant casually against the doorframe, and motioned for Felicity to dress.
She complied with a wan smile. Silas was sure she still had a memory of the dream on her mind, and it was only natural for her to wonder if what she had dreamed would happen.
Only time would tell, on that score.
As Felicity pulled on the bra & panties and rolled the stockings up her shapely legs, Silas couldn't help wonder how lucky he had been to have her literally fall into his lap.
Her scars on her legs had started to fade, partly thanks to his 'formula'; he had been giving her every day. With the stockings on you couldn't even see them.

When she was ready, he offered her his arm, and escorted out of her room, and outside the clinic, to walk into the Forest. Their attire was hardly suited to walking in that terrain, but there were trails which made the trip through the Forest easier than it would otherwise have been.

They walked together easy in each other's company, enjoying the sights and sounds of the wilderness.
After an hour or so, they arrived at the edge of a clearing, and there was a small building, modelled like a log cabin, on the opposite side.
A young petite blonde was sat at a table, smoking a cigarette, and she smiled, as they approached.
A large man, and a tall redhead could be seen through the open door, of what appeared to be a rustic restaurant.
They were clearing a table and preparing it for the next sitting it seemed.
The redhead came out carrying a glass of white wine, and served it to the blonde, who thanked her and sipped it before placing it upon the table in front of her.
Silas led Felicity over to a nearby table, and implying Felicity should sit, he waited for her then sat down himself.

The redhead sashayed back out to them and Silas looked over at Felicity and asked her:
"Would you like something to drink, Felicity? You can enjoy some wine if you like; it won't harm your treatment."
He ordered a glass of Calvados for himself, and sat in the partial shade smiling at her.
Felicity ordered her drink and the waitress disappeared back inside.

 

[zoelikesjam]

I smiled at Silas and ordered a large glass of Shiraz. Silas was grinning at me and it warmed my heart. We ordered sumptuous food and sat bathing in the sunlight. My leg was aching slightly and I told Silas.

"Don''t worry Felicity, its just becaause you've been walking so much."

I nodded thoughtfully. The food came out and was delicious, we devoured it in a short time. I ordered another glass of wine, and was feeling slightly tipsy. Silas pushed me to drink it down, and ordered yet another glass of the beautiful red wine.

When we had finished Silas took my hand and started leading me towards the woods. I wondered what he had planned, but took his hand happily, safe in the knowledge i was perfectly comfortable in his arms. I stumbled a little on the heels, after all the wine and Silas steadied me.

 

[DanFS]

As they walked, a light breeze grew in the air, and rustled the leaves In the trees.
The breeze was warm, and pleasant, and together, Felicity & Silas strode ever onward into the Forest.
They had been walking for some time, when they arrived at a clearing.
Several oak benches were sat around the outside edge of the clearing and a small building stood at the far end.
As they approached a young redhead opened the door and stepped out. She is dressed as a Forest Nymph, with a filmy gossamer dress to mid-calf, in browns, greens and greys, allowing her to blend into the Forest, if you looked away and looked back, you would struggle to see her again.
"Good Day Master. I see you have come, as you said, and brought another with you."
"Yes, Juliette. This is Felicity. She is……a good friend of mine."
Juliette smiled in greeting and performed a small curtsey to Felicity, who smiled in return, a little unsure about what is going on here.

It is at this point, Felicity remembers the dream, and looking down, sees she is indeed dressed in a black & red checked skirt, white blouse, black hold up stockings & black four inch heels. She is now incredibly aware of the white lacy bra & panties, which sit underneath her outfit.

Silas looks over at her, and the contrasting light & dark of the pearl & haematite choker, sit naturally against her alabaster skin.

Silas motions to Felicity to sit with him on one of the oak benches, and as they do so, Juliette reappears with a tray with cups sat upon it.
"Tea?" She asks, bending down & holding the tray to offer a cup to Felicity and Silas.
It is obvious that although she is dressed, her smallish breasts under the dress are unencumbered by a bra.

The sound of a cough from the doorway of the 'Tavern' as Silas refers to it, draws their attention to a huge man who has to stoop to walk through the doorway.
He is very tall, perhaps six-foot-six? His biceps are noticeable, not just for their size, but the definition of the muscles upon them. Even from here it is easy to see the corded veins standing out with every flex of his arms. He is dressed in archaic leather armour, in the style of a Spartan warrior, right down to the sword, sheathed at his side.
This man strides over to Silas and kneels at his feet. He brushes some of his long dark hair away from his face, before speaking.
"My Lord – what is your bidding?"
Silas replied. "It is almost time. Bring her."
Silas sips his tea and the man stands and bows, before turning to leave.
He is gone for quite some time, allowing Silas to explain.

"The woman you are to meet suffers from a terminal illness, which cannot be cured by conventional means. She sought my help to help her to rest for all eternity. Do not be shocked – she asks this of her volition."

The Warrior returns with a woman, quite petite, maybe five-foot-three, slim waisted and long legged for her size, with long blonde straight hair, and breasts which would just fill Felicity's hands.
She seems to walk beside him of her own free will and smiling.
She is bade to stand before Silas and greets him, but not with the deference of the others.
"Silas – why am I here?"
"Why Anna, you said you wanted freedom from the pain that ills you. I promised you I could rid you of that pain. Are you ready to take the next step – it won't be unpleasant – you might even enjoy it!"

As the scene unfolds in front of them, it is remarkably similar to Felicity's dream.
Suddenly they are both on the other side of the clearing.

The sunlight dappled as it shone through the canopy of trees into a wide clearing, with several stout oak trees lining the perimeter and a few dotted in the centre, about three metres apart.

Felicity felt the world swaying around her, and Silas laying her gently on the warm, soft ground.

When she awoke, she was tied, with legs spread, her ankles tied with smooth ropes to separate oak trees, and her wrists tethered likewise, stretching her wide, although not quite at the point of pain.

She looked around her, and saw a figure, clad in a black suit, with a cape. She also noticed his very, very shiny black shoes. She knew they were highly polished, not patent fine black leather.
Felicity was aware that the air felt very close, humid, unlike a few moments ago.
She then heard a whimper from close by. Turning her head, she saw the petite blonde woman, tied in a similar manner to herself, but instead of being still clothed, this woman was naked. The dappled light showed her toned, small body in perfect detail, right down to the …..what? in her eyes.
"More – I need more, don't stop!" She gasped through gritted teeth.
It was only then, that Felicity was aware that the woman was writhing in her bonds, against an unseen tormentor.

As the figure dressed all-in-black approached Felicity, he seemed familiar.
"Ahhh….Moj Dijete, you are awake." He said.
Only then, did she realise the figure was Silas!
His calling her 'My Little One' was strangely arousing….

He stepped even closer, until she could smell the cologne he wore, and was aware of the growing heat between her thighs.

"I have arranged a little something for you. To bestow upon you the greatest gift I can. You see, I am Vampyr, one of the long-lived. I have walked this Earth for centuries. I have seen so many wondrous things. The birth of the modern continent of Europe, the fall of the Ottoman Empire, and the Birth of the Greek nation as you know it. I have marched in her Majesty's Army both during the conquest of India, and again during the Battle of Waterloo. I have witnessed the Industrial Revolution, indeed, I partly influenced it!"

He paused, to let that morsel of information sink in, before continuing:
"You see, my dear, by conventional means, I am immortal. I can die, but it's very difficult to kill me. My longevity has allowed me to learn a great deal about human anatomy, at close hand."

The young blonde moaned louder, again, in her bonds, and gasped "I'm nearly there – don't you dare stop!"

"And, now, Moj Dijete, I have decided it is time for you to join me, I shall sire you, as the newest of my kind. My clan is almost gone, and I already know you have no family to miss you, and you must know by now I have feelings for you. To refuse me would be such a waste!"

He looked across at the blonde, and flicked his wrist.
Within seconds an apparition appeared behind her, a large muscled warrior, wearing what looked like Spartan Armour, but where the 'skirts' should have been, protruded a massive penis, partially buried within the pussy of the tied blonde. One hand wrapped into her long hair, the other reaching around in front of her, to tease her exposed breasts.

The blonde was also, Felicity noticed, being pleasured by a wraith-like female, who was crouched before her with her face buried into her obviously wet sex, tonguing her towards her impending orgasm.

"This –" Silas explained, as he walked behind Felicity. "Is to be her last night of life upon this Earth. But, I am not a sadist. She should enjoy all the earthly pleasures she desires. This is what my minions are doing right now. When the time is right, she will help in the process of your transformation."

Silas leant in close. So close, Felicity could feel his breath on her neck.
"Would you like some pleasure too, my little one?"
Without warning, he reached down in front of her, and slid a hand under her plaid skirt, into her moistening panties, and grasping the filmy lace garment, ripped it from her, tucking it away in his jacket pocket.
He slid a finger along her wet lips, as his mouth settled upon her neck, kissing gently from ear-lobe to chin.
Once he was satisfied his finger was wet enough, he slid it into her pussy, savouring the wet sounds it made as it made its way between her wet folds.
His thumb drifted sideways across her clit, which was just starting to peek out from beneath its little hood, wanting its own share of the pleasure.
Silas slid the finger back into her pussy again and then back across her perineum, to her rosebud anus. He repeated this movement several times, enjoying the way her breath caught each time he did so.

The blonde was becoming more vocal, as her orgasm neared.
"Oh, Fuck me, you bastard! Make me cum, you bitch, get your tongue in there!" She growled, the sweat now dripping from her, lust making her oblivious to her situation.

The ghostly warrior was pistoning his cock in and out of her pussy, as hard as he could, the faint grunts and gasps barely audible, amongst the cacophony of noise the woman was making.

Silas enjoyed watching Felicity, as she watched the blonde being pleasured, and slowly slid hand up to her breast, squeezing quite harshly, making her gasp…

Now, this was no dream, Felicity aware this was here and now.
Silas moved behind her, and only then did Felicity feel him enter her, from behind.
As he slowly fucked her, he rested his head upon her shoulder, so that his hot breath wafted across her sensitive skin.
As he picked up his pace, Felicity felt two sharp points upon the flesh of her neck.....

 

[zoelikesjam]

as Silas fucked me slowly, i felt pleasure beyond belief. Watching the blond women was turning me on, but i felt embarrassed by that and couldn't understand why. I felt Silas's fingers brushing across my clitoris and my orgasm was building steadily and slowly. I knew Silas was teasing me, bringing me closer and closer to exploding.

when i felt two small pricks in my neck, suddenly my orgasm rose like crazy and i came with a ferocity i had never felt before. i was terrified but couldnt stop creaming all over Silas's cock. my orgasm went on and on, and i felt Silas sucking on my neck. I felt euphoric.

 

[DanFS]

As Silas bit into her neck, he felt Felicity's orgasm crash over her in a crescendo, which prompted his own. He bucked and thrust deep inside her, as he came as well.
He had been used to her being quiet, and occasionally aware if her growing need and she was becoming more forceful in taking what she wanted from him sexually.

Her liberation as a sensual, hedonist was almost upon her.
She would soon be free of the limitations of a purely human existence.

He had invited her to join him, and he sensed her will was strong enough at that moment to resist him, but her need overrode her fear and sense of reason.
It was natural she would be afraid of what the future held, but he would sire her, and she would have all the benefits of his kind and none of the weaknesses, due to the healing serum he had given her.

As he drank of her essence, he felt her life force ebb slightly, and she sagged against him, as if her orgasm had sapped her of all her strength. Silas knew better.
It wasn't just her orgasm, but his bite which was leeching her life from her. He was careful to only take a few drops and to infect her with the vampirism which afflicted all his kind.

He held her up with one strong arm, as she was still impaled upon his cock.
For ten seconds, twenty, thirty, he held her up, her blood dripping down her shoulder and soaking into her blouse, as he drank from her, licking his lips as he did so.

Then, he used his other hand to turn her head towards his, and he flicked his blood-stained tongue across her lips, and was pleased to see her react to the coppery tang upon it.

She suddenly took a huge breath in, as if she had surfaced from a deep dive into cold water, and returned to full consciousness.

"Welcome back, Moj Dijete, now for your first feast. You need much energy, for the nights ahead, as you adjust to your new being.

She dismounted from his cock, now regaining her previous strength, and he saw her eyes settle upon the bound, and ravaged blonde.
The warrior and maid had withdrawn, their purpose served.
To ensure Felicity's transition, she needed to drink from a fully aroused adult human, to ensure that the blood contained the optimum combination of hormones, a well as being highly oxygenated, which was essential for her nourishment.

As she approached the bound blonde, who was moaning softly, having had her orgasms roll over her like a tidal wave, she was dimly aware of Felicity, still clad in skirt, which had now dropped to cover her bare pussy & ass, and schoolgirl blouse, stockings and shoes, stood before her.

As the blonde looked up, and saw Felicity, she gasped.
"Give me a minute, babe, I'm exhausted." She panted.
Silas looked on, and sent a thought from himself to Felicity, such as he had done with her dreams in the past.

The image was of Felicity kissing the blonde, firmly on the lips, before sliding her tongue down over the bare flesh of her neck, firm breasts, taut stomach, and finally still glistening pussy mound. After a few tongue-swipes, across her still engorged clit, making the blonde thrash and moan in her bonds, the image showed Felicity, snaking her tongue back up, kissing the blonde upon the mouth once more, before sliding her tongue onto her soft neck and sinking her fangs in deep, holding on with both hands as she inflicted the mortal wound.

As the blonde bucked and thrashed on the ropes, and Felicity drank deep of her blood, the blonde reached a place of serenity, and bliss, as she experienced one last orgasm, before her life-blood was sucked from her.

Silas pushed this image with a mental suggestion, and was pleased to see Felicity start to follow his directions.

Once she had drunk her fill, he asked her, licking his lips as he did so:
"How do you feel, my little one?"

 

[zoelikesjam]

"How do you feel my little one?" Silas asked me
i took a deep breath in and felt my whole body shudder. I felt...strong. And fucking horny as hell!
"I feel ready for round two Silas" I said, slanting a sidewards glance at him and smirking.
I knelt down between the blonds legs, and slowly, but surely pushed my fingers inside her. it felt like nothing i had ever experienced before. I looked at Silas for reassurance and he nodded
"Do it Moj Dijete."
My face dove between her legs and i started to lap at her pussy. Her clit, unattended stood out from her freshly sucked lips, her hole ringed in fresh droplets of need, a whitish cream oozing downwards. Leaning over sideways I brought my mouth just short of her rubbery stub and planted the lightest of kisses on its very end. I gently kissed just the tip again, then a tiny lick. Her thighs quivered, lifting her from the bed. I licked again, more firmly. She snapped her hips off the forest floor.Drawing her whole clit into my mouth, I compressed my lips at its base and tongued it bottom to top. Her legs snapped closed around my head and she pushed insistently on the back of my head. I pried her back open, feeling her trembling as I did so. Raising and looking down at her I beheld my beauty gasping for breath, face flushed, her hands squeezing her swollen orbs, fingers pulling her nipples and her ass hunching upwards.

 

[DanFS]

Watching Felicity tease the blonde, Silas felt his hardness making itself known again.
He had been aroused before, but seeing this….blatant Sapphic sex, right in front of him, was something new and exciting for him.
He normally needed time to recover, but not tonight.

Felicity meanwhile, began snaking her tongue back up, kissing the blonde upon the mouth once more, before sliding her tongue onto her soft neck and sinking her fangs in deep, holding on with both hands as she inflicted the mortal wound.

As the blonde bucked and thrashed on the ropes, and Felicity drank deep of her blood, the blonde reached a place of serenity, and bliss, as she experienced one last orgasm, before her life-blood was sucked from her.
Felicity had latched onto her neck, much as a nursing child suckles at her mother’s breast, and in a way, Felicity was feeding in the same manner. She clung on, until all that was left was a husk of the woman, dead as dead could be.
She turned to Silas, her mouth still dripping with the blonde’s blood, and Silas roughly pushed her to the floor, kicked her legs apart, and mounted her from behind, sliding into her in one push.
Her near-death experience seemed to have turned her on, as much as he was.
She would yet have potential for his long-hoped-for partner for eternity.
His weight should have been crushing her, but her new-found strength overcame that.
Silas wasted no time, and took his pleasure in her prostrate form, pounding into her.

“Yes, Yes….I have dreamt of this…Oh Yes!!!”
He said, quite loudly, not caring who heard.
A small part of him hoped she was enjoying this as much as he was, the rest of him didn’t care. He was going to fuck her hard, whether she liked it, or not.