A Interesting Morning

Darkness, that’s what you see when you awaken, you smell expensive perfume, you feel flesh on flesh, you squirm slightly, managing to bring your head above the ocean of blankets to scan your situation.

You’re held in the tight unflinching grasp of the lady herself who seems to have taken it upon herself to designate you as her cuddle buddy.

You blush heavily as you realize your head had been buried in her chest, which rises in and falls in slow, steady motions.

Her eyes remain shut, apparently even vampires must sleep, if only sometimes. Though you must admit she looks rather peaceful when she’s sleeping.

Your lightheadedness is gone by now and you’re able to gauge the situation, you think to scoot away from her in case she awakens but her arms are wrapped around you like an anaconda.

You cease your struggling hoping you can explain all this to her when she awakens, that’s when one of her hands slowly slides down your lower back and onto your ass.

Her hands are large given her size and is able to encompass an entire half of your ass with just one palm.

She begins squeezing softly kneading your ass in her hand as her mouth slowly curls into a grin, leading you to believe she’s having one of THOSE kinds of dreams right now.

You bite back a moan as she gropes your ass hoping this will pass and she’ll awaken, but you must admit this does feel pretty good.

Looking back up at her face you can see her eyes flutter open, blinking several times before locking eyes with you, her hand unmoving.

“Good morning sweetling…~” she says releasing her grasp on you, though you stay in place in hopes of her holding you again.

“I’ve thought about how well you did yesterday, and today I think you are ready for the next step…”

Your brow furrows in confusion as you think of all that had been done yesterday, the clothes, the hair, what could possibly be left…?!

She continues, her statement now setting a precedent in your mind for the todays events. “I know it will be scary for you but you will be brave, is that understood…?”

Her tone is stern but not in the way your used to, you can only compare it to a mother softly scolding a child.

“I… I ok… I… I’ll try…!” You say something inside you growing heated and needful, but you can’t place the sensation.

Strangely this seems to be somewhat endearing to the vampire as she gives a small chuckle, pushing the covers off the mattress to reveal both of your bodies.

She gives you a moment to ogle her body, your heart skipping a beat and arousal taking hold deep within your core.

She rises slowly scooting back to the head board even now she towers above you like a giantess.

“Come here… sit in my lap…~” her voice is still stern but you can sense something lying just below the surface, something… Primal.

she gently pats her lap, prompting you to start your ascent, climbing into her lap, her thighs providing ample cushioning to you.

Immediately her hands find themselves on your hips sending chills up your spine as they slowly come down to grip your ass.

“Hmmm… exquisite..~ maybe you were always meant to be a woman, hmm~? You certainly have the body for it~” she says grinning as she massages your ass.

Bite your bottom lip to suppress a moan, much to Dimitrescu’s amusement as she kneads you in her hands.

“Don’t bother trying to quiet yourself, you’ll find it quite impossible~” she says that voice flowing into your ears and settling in your brain.

You can’t help but let out a girlish moan as you feel one of her finger slide down the valley of your ass to rub against your entrance.

“You were such a good girl for me yesterday~ I think you deserve a reward~” she says as she teases and prods your hole.

This seems to go on for hours but you have no way to gauge the time, her finger teasing your entrance, working you up until you fear you can take no more.

And finally it seems she’s ready, or maybe you’re ready: she leans forward, laying you on your back, legs open exposing your twitching drooling member.

She chuckles to herself softly before making her way down, her hands gripping your thighs, pushing them back to your chest and in the process exposing your hole, your pussy.

She leans into you and takes a deep breath, taking in your scent slowly before her lips part and her tongue starts to explore.

She starts slowly easing you into the experience, lapping around the exterior before slowly plunging inside.

Her tongue, being proportional with the rest of her body: is large, you imagine it could easily makes its way into your farthest depths and back again.

True to her word, you find it hugely difficult to cease your moans and gasps of pleasure as she worms her way along your aching cunny.

Her tongue stretches you ever so slightly but the malleable property of her tongue makes it as comfortable as you could imagine it being.

Her eyes are glued to your face throughout the entire, excruciatingly pleasurable experience, watching you mewling and whining like a wanton whore under her ministrations.

Suddenly you feel a pressure deep inside you, her tongue, pressing upon a part of your body you hadn’t even known existed, the pressure of her tongue upon it, light as it was: was enough to make a pearlescent bead of precum bubble up from your tip.

“Wh… what in… what are you… aaaaahhn~~!” You arch your back as a sudden spike of pleasure rolls throughout your groin, something so powerful it’s almost uncomfortable.

Her eyes narrow slightly as they watch you, she has you right where she wants you and she’s not letting go until SHES satisfied.

The pressure on that heavenly spot within you comes in waves like tides hitting the beach, unstoppable and consistent, much like the lady herself.

“M… my lady… I… I… ahh…~” you try to say something but it’s pointless, you can’t keep your thoughts in order much less speak coherently.

Never in your life had you considered a thing like this could be done let alone be this pleasurable, maybe it’s due to the pleasure or the lack of outside pressure to ‘Be a man’ but you accept this feeling wholeheartedly, moaning along with her movements, in essence begging for more.

As your acceptance is noticed by the lady she deems you worthy of orgasm, her pressure builds as if she’s trying to pulverize that spot with her tongue, eliciting giddy squeals of delight from your lips.

Had you been anywhere else, with anyone else, you would be ashamed of the noises that slip from your lips, but not here, not with her.

In fact it seems to egg her on; speeding up her tongue thrusts making your eyes roll back as lightning strikes deep within you, your body seizes up as every muscle in your body flexes and relaxes, your cock jumps excitedly but it’s load is much smaller then normal with little to no **** as it bubbles up from the tip.

You’re left on the bed, legs open and shivering in the wake of your roiling orgasm that lingers in your bones.

The lady, all too pleased with her work slowly rises from her kneeling posture to rest on her haunches, yellow predatory eyes lingering on you.

“Hmmm… you’ve a good flavor young lady~ I look forward to trying it again~” she says before simply rising from the bed and preparing for the day.

As you watch her move along the room you feel slightly guilty, you had experienced what very well might be a life changing experience and she’s gotten nothing in return.

“Wh… what about you…?” You ask, not meaning to sound so shy though this doesn’t seem to bother her as she merely looks at you through her vanity mirror.

“What about me darling…?” She seems genuinely confused, like you had asked her a question that’s truly beyond her.

“You didn’t get to….” You say too squeamish to say what’s on your mind, thankfully she gets the message though she oddly seems taken aback.

She well and truly didn’t expect you to inquire about her needs. “That… is not of importance right now…”

“Now, come, we’ve got to do your makeup if your to be presentable today” she says rousing you from where you lay, your legs feel weak like you had walked a marathon but you make it to her, thinking nothing of climbing into her lap as always.

“Very good… you’re learning…~” she says her lips curling into a pleased grin before she starts to work on you.

It starts with a foundation, making you look as pale as herself as she hums softly, this time you can recognize her tune as the one you had played for her the other day.

“You… you like my song…?” You ask, almost scared of starting a conversation about something so trivial.

“Hmm… indeed… I must admit even for an amateur you show great promise… hmm…” she says looking off to the side as if considering something, you know better then to question her, whatever connection might be between you, you recognize it’s not enough to afford probing her deeper.

She next pulls a small tube from a drawer and pops the cap, revealing a red tube of lipstick, almost the shade of blood much like the lady’s own palette.

It rolls over your bottom lip slowly making sure to give an even coat before giving instruction. “Press your lips together and suck them in”

You do as told watching the red paint your upper lip as well coating your lips in a deep maroon.

Next she works on your eyes, applying eyeliner to you before laying a heavy layer of eye shadow around the area of each of your eyes.

You blink a couple times, taking in the reflection slowly, noticing your reflection on your self the lady sits her hands on your shoulders.

“Tell me… what do you see right now…?” She says clearly referring to yourself. You struggle to find the words before finally you say something so simply that encapsulates everything you feel.

“I… I see a stranger…” this wasn’t you, it didn’t feel like you, this person… they looked… they looked beautiful, gorgeous in a way only the lady herself could match.

She nods slowly, oddly tender in this strange moment of vulnerability, similar to how a mother silently comforts a child by listening until finally she speaks.

“I see a beautiful woman… a woman I’m quite proud to be making…” she says her arms moving down to wrap around your nude body.

Strange as it may sound, you felt safe in that moment, in the arms of a creature who goes bump in the night, who’s a thing of nightmares and dreams alike.

The moment stretches on but you take no notice, just relishing the feeling of being held,

But of course the moment must end, slowly she rises still holding you before she sets you down atop the bed.

“I’ll have some maids fetch your new clothes… wait here dearest..” she says before bending down and exiting the room.