Erotica

Chapter 3

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After picking out my outfit for the night and laying it flat on the chaise lounge in the bedroom I grabbed my make-up bag and headed for the brightly lit mirrors in the bathroom. I pulled a cushioned stool out from under the counter top and sat in between the two sinks. My shirt was purple and blue. I had decided that since my eyes were still vividly violet that I would match my eyes to my shirt. For make-up I kept things simple. Just foundation and emerald green eyeliner to make my purple irises pop. As an afterthought I dusted on some glittery white eye shadow and slicked my lips with clear gloss. My eyelashes were already long and dark enough so I rarely wore mascara. I liked the soft sweeping lash look instead of the spiky stiletto look that Lea favored. And plus, I really hated looking like a raccoon the next day.

When I was done with my make-up routine I shed my terry-cloth robe and spritzed on some sweet smelling perfume that I had enhanced with a little liquid magic. I stepped into my black lacy panties. I always wore black lace lingerie when I went out like this. It was a just in case measure- I mean they say you should always wear clean underwear- I just like clean sexy underwear. Lea had insisted that it was a "just in case I get laid" measure. She walked in then as I was hooking my lacy bra in the back. She motioned me to turn around so she could help me. I gave her a look of thanks and turned around.

"JICL, huh Dez?" She joked with me.

"No Lea, This bra just makes my boobs look great and well, I had to match the undies!" I laughed at her.

"I'll give ya that," she said with a snort as I turned around to face her, "Your rack does look fantastic!" She winked at me and blew me a kiss as she sauntered past me in her silky red mini-dress.

I shook my head at her and rolled my eyes as I picked up my flowy blouse and slid it over my head. I was going for sexy casual, so I paired the pretty silk number with a short black denim skirt. The pockets on the back were embroidered with a swirly pattern in silvery thread. It was definitely one of my favorite minis. I decided to bare leg it, instead of tights or leggings because I had already been down in the club area so I knew it was pretty steamy. Once I was all dressed I slid on a strappy pair or black heels that were manageable for me. I couldn’t handle 4 inch stilettos so I stuck to a kitten heel. They were more comfortable to dance in anyways and that’s exactly what I had planned on doing all evening.

Too bad that’s not how things turned out.

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Lea, Scarlett and I rode the creaky elevator back down to the main level where the dance party was taking place. My friends were already tipsy and I was on the verge of a very nice buzz. Scarlett was bobbing her head to the techno elevator music and tucked a strand of her shoulder length blood red locks behind her ear. She smoothed her royal blue shirt dress down over her lacy black leggings.

"Do I look alright?" she asked Lea and I hesitantly.

Lea and I stared at her dumbfounded. Scarlett was always self conscious about dressing up and going out. She always needed to be reassured a billion times that yes indeed she looked sexy as hell and that any man or woman in their right mind would fuck her if they were given the opportunity.

"You look fine sweetie" I said reassuringly. I gave her a kiss on the cheek and Lea pinched her ass.

Scarlett squealed and smacked at Lea's hand.

"Stop being such a prude Scarlett! You know you look hot so shut up!" Lea teased as the elevator beeped and came to a stop.

The three of us turned our attention to the doors that creaked open to reveal a sea of bodies congregated on a bumping dance floor. Lea made her way out first but I grabbed her arm and Scarlett's and pulled them aside away from any eavesdroppers. I reached into the small pocket of my skirt and pulled out three very similar necklaces.

"I wanted to give you each one of these." I handed a necklace to Scarlett, then Lea. "not only are these beautiful pieces of jewelry, but they also will help us get in touch if we need to. I don’t want either of you getting into situations that you can’t get yourselves out of." I eyed Lea and she looked down guiltily with her arms crossed.

"Cool." Scarlett answered. "So how do they work?" She fastened the metal clasp behind her neck and the pretty teardrop shaped diamond fell nicely into her cleavage.

"Well there’s a spell on the diamond, curtosy of moi" I explained. "When you want to get my or Lea's attention you just touch the stone and think our names. The spell will give a tug at the other diamonds and you will be lured back to wherever the other person is.

"Well I guess that’s kind of cool." Lea said, still a bit peeved at me. 

"Yep. But don’t go using them unless you absolutely need to okay?" I looked at both girls expectantly.

Scarlett nodded feverently and Lea gave a cut little nod letting me know that she would oblige, but she was not thrilled about it.

"You two better not try and cock block me" Lea said with a pout on her red lips. 

"Lea, you don’t even have a cock." I said exasperated.

"Yea, and if you did you would probably be lacking in the bulge" Scarlett teased. 

Lea whined and complained at us playfully as we all made our way to the bar. There was standing room only so we each ordered our drinks and moseyed back over to the dance floor to get our groove on. The trance techno music the DJ was playing vibrated through the crowd as bodies moved to the monotonous bass rhythm. I danced with Lea and Scarlett for a while and then with a few guys that had been eyeing me. I don’t really like dancing with guys, because all they tend to do is rub their boners on your ass and grope at your lady lumps. Not exactly my idea of a good time. But I was being polite. I definitely didn’t want to piss off any guy that was particularly good at weaving magic. I might wake up the next morning with a giant zit on my face, or with deadly split ends. But there were some guys that were worse than that. They would make you go crazy on the inside. They would weave their image into your brain and make you crave their touch. It was pretty stinking evil if you asked me. I typically stayed away from any dude that gave me a creepy itchy feeling. 

Ironically I had been feeling that creepy crawly feeling on and off all night. I left Lea and Scarlett to go grab water at the bar to clear my head and my whole body tingled with apprehension. The bartender handed me an ice cold glass of water and I gulped it down quickly and left it on the bar top for someone else to take care of. I looked around cautiously and spied a little booth to sit down at. I walked past my girlfriends and motioned to the table I was headed for, and when they nodded I bolted. For some reason I was just not in the mood to dance tonight. I sat down and a waitress dressed in a skimpy jumpsuit came to take my drink order. I just asked for a sprite and she nodded curtly. Two minutes later she returned with my drink, and then vanished into the crowd. I sat and people watched for a while. I tapped my long purple nails on the glass table top and yawned as I watched some type of elf or gnome grope some curvy chick’s ass. She turned around and kicked him hard, aiming for a normal persons shin; instead she hit the poor guy in the face. I sympathized with the poor guy and hoped he wasn’t hurt too bad as he limped away. I took a sip of my sprite and yawned. I almost wanted to call it a night, or at least put my head down on the table when I heard the clinking of heels approaching my booth. I looked up expecting to see Lea or Scarlett but instead an older woman with "bitch" written all over her forehead was standing in front of me. 

"You a bit bored darling?" she asked, her voice dripping with insincerity.

"No." I replied cautiously, "I'm just taking a break from dancing."

"Really? Because I haven’t seen you do much dancing tonight. Why don’t you join me out there for a dance? Please?" Her voice was enticing, but I had a creepy feeling about this chick. She looked about thirty, but she seemed a little too old for my taste. She didn’t look terribly old or even ugly but she gave me a weird vibe.

"Um, Well, I'm actually waiting for my friend she just went to the bar to grab us another round... Maybe later if I see you around?" I played it safe with her hoping I wouldn’t have to mentally call over Lea or Scarlett and interrupt their fun.

The woman looked at me disapprovingly. "You're missing out kid. If I see you out there dancing, trust me, I won’t hesitate to cut in."

She walked away and I was taken aback by her snippy attitude. What was her problem? I decided to go grab Lea and Scarlett and call it a night. I was hoping that they hadn’t got too involved. I just didn’t feel comfortable staying here considering I had been feeling uncomfortable all night and then this weirdo bitch woman had tried to pick me up. That was enough creepiness for one night, I decided.

Lea and Scarlett were reluctant to leave. Well, Lea of course was more reluctant because she had been at a booth making out with some macho hunk in a private booth. Scarlett was reluctant to leave Lea alone and had been sitting in the booth with the couple looking very uncomfortable. The hunk had asked her to join in a few times. Too bad he didn’t know she wasn’t interested in men. He had given up though and was showing Lea a thing or two about tongue Olympics. I reached over and tapped Mr. Macho on the shoulder. He stopped sucking on Lea's face for a second to say "What bitch? Do ya wanna join in?" When I gave him a dirty look and told him Lea would be leaving now he guffawed and grabbed my girlfriend's hips and rubbed her against his crotch in some sort of Macho territorial way. I rolled my eyes and tugged Lea's arm and with a little help from Scarlett managed to pry her from his strong grip.

"Jeeze you guys!" Lea said as we briskly walked away from Mr. Macho, "I just wanted a little dick!" 

"You are such a slut sometimes Lea!" I retorted as the three of us stepped into the elevator.

"Am not!" She whined back.

"Are too." Scarlett insisted.

Lea pouted and then began eyeing Scarlett like she was a piece of meat.

"What?" Scarlett said backing up into the elevator wall.

"Well, I'm kind of horny, if ya couldn’t tell" Lea rubbed her breasts seductively and I rolled my eyes. But it was more than obvious that Scarlett was catching on to what Lea had in mind.

"Yeah well if you want some of this, you're going to have to brush your teeth first! You reek of testosterone and beer!" Scarlett stuck her tongue out at Lea and stood next to me with her arms crossed.

I put my arm around her shoulder and we stepped out of the elevator together into the dim light of the hallway. Lea trailed behind us complimenting our perky little butts and our long sexy legs. I gave Scarlett a side glance and she was blushing. She knew that she and I would probably give in to Lea's sexual advances. Scarlett had always had a big crush on Lea. Lea wasn’t one to date girls, but if she did Scarlett would probably be first in line for that opportunity. Me on the other hand, I just enjoyed the touch and kiss of a woman, and felt comfortable with my friends enough to enjoy the company, whether friendly or sexual.

We got into our suite and closed the door behind us and Lea jumped our bones, so to speak.  The three of us, touching and groping and kissing made our way to the bedroom shedding layers of clothing as we went. By the time the three of us were on top of the huge bed Lea was naked, Scarlett was topless and her panties were half way down and I had still managed to keep on my lingerie.

"C'mon Dezzi, ever since I helped you put that bra on I've been dying to take it off." Lea breathed as she straddled my ass and unhooked my bra.

I felt the tension of the clasp release and my breasts spill out onto the silky duvet. Lea got up and began grinding on Scarlett's now naked body, while I laid there and watch my two gorgeous friends lick and kiss each other senseless. I got behind Lea who was on top of Scarlett and ran my finger from the crest of her ass down to the wetness that was gliding out of her folds. I heard her moan as I grazed my thumb over the little nub of sensitive flesh between her folds and I flicked it again. I pulled my fingers away to taste her juices and decided that I wanted more. I laid down and positioned myself so her bulls-eye was right above my mouth. I flicked my tongue out and tasted her flesh. A wave of pleasure hit me and I realized that it had felt like someone was licking me when I licked her. Curios, I licked again, this time sucking on her pleasure button for a few seconds. She moaned and I moaned. I noticed as I pulled my head away that each of us were still wearing our necklaces and the diamonds were glowing. I licked her again, letting my tongue slide deeper this time. Yep I had definitely felt it that time. Wow, these necklaces were more powerful than I had thought. I smiled to myself, knowing I would definitely enjoy this as thoroughly as Lea would.

Lea must have picked up on the necklace thing too, because she asked "Dez, you aren’t kissing my neck are you?"

"No, I replied, but I’m definitely kissing you" I said seductively.

"Oh. Well, then these necklaces are pretty awesome. Great idea" She responded and continued her pursuit of Scarlett’s soft neck.

Scarlett moaned as Lea massaged her mound with her hand and I continued sliding my tongue up and down Lea's sweet slit. I gulped down the juices as they flowed into my mouth like sweet nectar from some exotic fruit. I writhed in please in tune with Lea and Scarlett and I focused on her most sensitive place until the three of us came simultaneously. We collapsed in a sticky panting feline heap and all cuddled up under the silky duvet to drift off to sleep.

2. Celebrate

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 Sylvie and Alana arrived at the VIP entrance to the nightclub at exactly 11:27 pm. Not too early and not too late Alana had insisted. She always seemed to be the one picking the hip spot for her and Sylvie to go dancing and partying. Sylvie didn't mind, and plus the place they had agreed on tonight was owned by two of their own. An elder vampire and his soul-mate.

Covet Blood

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It is Febuary 15th 2012. It is Sylvie Katrovina's 210th birthday. To celebrate she goes to a local nightclub with her much younger novice, Alana. The two girls are vampires, and have decided to get a little blood-drunk. This might not have been such a good idea. Sylvie is training Alana so she will be able to find her soulmate, but doesnt realize that while training Alana she will meet the Man of her dreams. And the worst part is- he's human. For the most part. There are real vampires out there, but theyre different from the myths most humans so naively believe.

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