A prostitute

They drive past a streetwalker. She is an average height Latina, wearing heels, fishnets, a short plastic miniskirt, and a mesh top that leaves nothing to the imagination. Her breasts are small, but Jessica can see her pierced nipples through the thin material.

Jessica backs up as Sally rolls down the window. The hooker bends toward the window, "are you gals looking for a party?" She asks. "$200 an hour for couples, honey." Sally nods.

Jessica and Sally park in an alley, and get in the backseat, with the hooker between them.

Sally starts kissing the prostitute's neck and rubbing her pussy through her panties. "Enthrall her" Sally suggests.

Jessica is unsure of what to do. "I want to eat you" she says forcefully.

"Oh I know baby" the hooker coos, making out with Sally and sliding a hand onto Jessica's thigh. Jessica shakes her head.

"No...I want you to give me your blood" Jessica says with all get concentration focused on the words.

"Yes...take. I want you to take it all" the hooker says, as if in a daze. I can't believe that worked Jessica thinks to herself. Sally smiles mischievously at Jessica, turning the prostitute's face away from Jessica and kissing her deeply.

Jessica can't hold back anymore. She strikes, biting down into the whore's neck. The prostitute let's out a small cry but continues kissing Sally. Jessica and Sally each hold one of her hands as Jessica sucks at her neck. The blood is so good.

Jessica can feel the prostitute's blood pressure dropping, and pulls back.

Sally looks disappointed. "Don't you want to... Take her?" Sally asks softly.

"I'm not a killer...I don't think I am at least" Jessica says unconvincingly.

"You are a vampire, Jessica. You are a killer. It's what vampires do" Sally says. "Why deny yourself?" Sally insists.

Jessica thinks it over. I want to bleed the prostitute dry, Sally isn't wrong about that.

"There are no consequences. Why not give in?" Sally asks.

Jessica can't hold back any longer. She dives back into the prostitute's neck as Sally starts pleasuring herself, watching intently. The whore is exsanguinated after a few more minutes of feeding. Jessica sits back in the seat, catching her breath. Sally wipes the blood from Jessica's chin with some paper towels she found in the backseat.

Jessica can't deny it: draining the human was intensely pleasurable. More fundamentally satisfying than just feeding. She wants to kill more.

This was an abberation, a mistake, Jessica thinks. I am new at this and still learning the ropes. I won't kill again, this was a one-off. Jessica assuages her intense guilt with excuse making, but briefly acknowledges to herself that she feels substantially less guilt over this second kill than she did after her first. This troubles her, but she puts the thought out of her mind.

"That was amazing" Sally says, gazing at Jessica with starstruck expression.

Sally opens the car door and drags the prostitute's body to the street. She gets back in and goes in for a kiss. Jessica welcomes the distraction from her own disturbed thoughts, and kisses back hard. Jessica slides a hand between Sally's legs, into her pants. Sally is dripping. Sally moves down Jessica's body, removing Jessica's jeans, and starts lapping at her sex. Jessica is in heaven, a tummy full of warm blood and this devilish girl sucking at her most intimate place. As she is being eaten out, Jessica takes pulls Sally's arm up and bends to bite into her wrist. She drinks slowly from the small wound, the blood multiplying the pleasure she is receiving a hundred times. "Come for me, Mistress" Sally begs, and Jessica does, her body wracked by an intense climax.

After about an hour of further lovemaking, the dashboard reads 3am. They dress, and drive in silence to Holly's apartment. Jessica is conflicted. The kill was exquisite but she feels shame over taking a human life for basically no reason other than pleasure.