A Lone Visitor, Part 2 - Ignore her and go see the girl next door

You step back from the door, and go sit back down on the couch.

The idea of commitment or anything lasting does not interest you. Random flings are the way to go. Hot, always new, the sex is great, and uncomplicated.

Your mind wanders, ignoring the persistent knocking at the door.

I think I’ll go fuck the girl next door. You say to yourself.

You step out onto your apartment balcony, and breathe in the fresh night air. The girl, Sadie, is not on her balcony as she sometimes is.

Sadie had moved in just a few days ago, and you’ve had a few evening chats with her from your respective porches. All innocent so far, but the mutual desire is there. Blonde college girl, fit & admirable body. She likes to play tennis in her spare time, so her legs and thighs are toned and to die for. Oh, and she seems nice too...

You look over the balcony barrier and into her window, and spot her. You wave, acting amused so you don’t come across as a complete creeper. She catches a glimpse of you and heads towards the door. You wait patiently, enjoying the night air until her door opens and she pokes her head out. “Hey! What’re you up to tonight?” She asks.

“Not much, just thought I’d bug ya. If you aren’t busy?” You say, with a flirtatious grin. “Sure!” She beams, stepping out onto the porch.

“Just get back from tennis?” You ask, idly.

“Yeah, how could you tell?”

You chuckle, looking at her white skirt showing off her beautiful legs, tight athletic top, and ponytail. “Touché Sadie, touché.”

She smiles, poking fun at you and proud of her snide comment.

Your eyes linger on her exposed cleavage and neckline, a bit longer than they should. She smirks at you and sticks her tongue out, breaking the awkward silence.

Another knock pounds on your door. Sadie looks the direction of the sound.

“Hey,” You speak up, trying to draw her attention from... that. “Would it be okay if I hopped over and joined you? If I wouldn’t be intruding...””

“Nah, come on over.” She replies, waiving you on over.

You gladly hop over the little barrier separating the two patios, and leaned back casually against a support columns.

“So...” Sadie looked at you amused, “avoiding that girl knocking on your door?”

You eye Sadie, “maybe...” then look around idly at her patio setup.

“What happened?” She responded, “Did you break her heart? Was she too clingy?”

She waits for you to respond, grinning at you inquisitively.

“I’m itching to know the details... do tell...”

You can tell she’s not going to let it go.

Time to change the subject.

You turn and look into her eyes. “She’s not the one I want...”

Her inquisitive smile vanishes, “Oh...”

“Sadie,” you say, gazing into those beautiful soft blue eyes.

“Yes...?” She responds slowly, not aware your eye contact is slowly hypnotizing her mind.

You step up to her without breaking eye contact. “I need you Sadie...”

You slip your arm behind her and slowly pull her body against yours. Her body feels tight, strong, but still decadently feminine.

“You... need me...?” She asks, as her will fades. Her hands brace against your chest, caressing your pecks softly as a base, longing desire grows in her eyes.

“Yes Sadie, that’s it, lean back...” She closes her eyes slowly, and rolls her head back. “I’ve got you... don’t worry.”

Your fangs grow excited as she offers herself to you, and you rear your own head back, reveling in the sensation of your fangs extending. They slide to a stop, and you look down to Sadie’s neck, and the healthy artery visibly throbbing there. You begin to smell the arousal coming from her, as you slip your free hand up her body, gently caressing the raised ridges of her subtle abs, then over the pleasing mound of her right breast, and to her neck. You caress her there, for a moment, before lifting her torso gently. Her arms curl in submissively, as you take her, sinking your fangs into her neck.

“Uhhaaaa!” She whimpers, but the sound drowns out as you pierce her artery, and her taste floods into your mouth. You wrap your other arm around her back as you slurp from her neck, drinking as gently as possible, making sure what she experiences is the best hickey of her life.

It’s hard to stop, but you do not need much and the bite will have done it’s job.

You pull your fangs from her neck, and seal the punctures with a firm, and probably excessively long lick. You both lean up from the awkward position of the bite, and her hands rest against your chest as she recovers herself. “Oh my god,” she whispers, taking a moment, then looking up to your mouth and pausing, before looking up into your eyes.

Her beautiful blue eyes are consumed with unbridled lust.

There it is...

She steps back from you, pulling away from your arms, and staggering some from the effects of the bite. She grasps the door handle behind her back, balancing herself. She pauses, and looks up to you.

You hear the door knob turn a moment later, and her hand reaches out to you. You accept it as she pulls you inside.