Kesha drives Claire wild.

Claire lifted her head, staring down her body at the deadly, beautiful face of her vampiric lover. She could sense the arousal and anticipation of the elder kindred Carmilla that existed within her, entwined with her own. The need of the spirit she carried was overwhelming. How many decades or even centuries had she been trapped in the amulet, helplessly and desperately yearning to feel the touch of a woman? Claire spread her legs, her milky white thighs framing Kesha's face.

"Kesha, I have not...I mean...," Claire, despite her arousal, was nervous and trembling. "You will be my first."

"Your first woman, first kindred?" Kesha asked, a smile on her lips and a hungry gleam in her eyes.

"My first anything," Claire blurted out. "I've never...not with another person."

"You're a virgin?" Kesha seemed shocked, but her smile widened further. "Damn, I had not imagined. I've been feeding the clubs so long. Shit, it's been years since I popped my last cherry. You want me to take it slow?"

"Fuck, no!" Claire swore vehemently. "I need this so bad, Carmilla needs this. I need your fingers, your tongue inside me."

Kesha grinned, and her head descended on Claire's sex in an instant. The vampiress's mouth opened wide and clamped tightly over the hot, swollen labia and then her tongue thrust deep inside the moist sheath. Claire fell back on the bed, joyful moans escaping her lips as she felt Kesha's tongue writhing sinuously within her slick quim. Her fingers gripped the duvet, balling into fists, bunching and twisting the bedding as she squirmed in luxurious delight. A finger, then a second, entered her, twisting and turning as Kesha probed and explored Claire's tight, moist pussy.

"OH MY GOD!" Claire cried out, her voice breaking into an emotional sob at the bliss Kesha's fingers and tongue were inflicting.

Kesha allowed Claire's cries and her body's reactions to guide her. Responding to every moan and gasp, every flutter of the thighs and spasm of the vaginal muscles, she subtly adjusted the strength, depth and speed of her fingering and tongueing to wring the maximum pleasure from her lover. Claire, though a virgin, had orgasmed from masturbation. That self-gratification had not prepared her for the strength and intensity of the climax that Kesha's expertise and the influence of Carmilla's sapphic desires wrought.

"Yes! Oh, YES!," Claire shrieked loudly. "YES, YES, YES."

Claire bucked and writhed, her legs wrapping over Kesha's shoulders as she thrust her pelvis and ground her quim against the vampire's mouth. Her head thrashed from side to side, and her clenched fists pulled and twisted the bedsheets as she lost all self-control in the heat of her orgasm.

After what seemed like an eternity, shrieking and screaming and her body helplessly flailing as she climaxed, Claire collapsed on the bed in a daze. It took several long seconds for her eyes to focus and for coherent thoughts to coalesce once more. Gradually, Claire regained enough of her senses to realise that Brandi was no longer lying insensible on her bed. Her roommate was kneeling on her bed across the room, blue eyes wide with shock and awe as she stared at Claire and Kesha in the act of lesbian lovemaking.