Archive-name: Fantasy/nmusic06.txt
Archive-author: Flying Pen
Archive-title: Night Music -  6


	      VICTORIA, OR HOW I LEARNED TO LOVE NIGHT MUSIC

		   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 blowjob.  It had 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 blowjob 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 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 blowjob 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.  Vic-
toria's eyes lit up with comprehension.

   "Oh.  So that is why men at bar would order blowjob 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
here 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
her, 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!!!"  Her back arched as 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.

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