My birthday

At night I went back to bed, and slept for those few hours that separated me from breakfast. The following morning I woke up clutching the pillow in my arms and imagining that Carmilla was still with me.

I wanted her so ardently that it was unfair to me to only take her walking in his bed. After having breakfast I asked my father if on my birthday I would have the chance to go out alone with Carmilla, and visit the village which was filled with tourists and stalls during that summer week. my father take a while to answer "she is your friend after all, but I won't let two girls go out alone late at night, you will be accompanied by General Leroy" I didn't understand the reason for that condition, after all I was already an adult and I thought that perhaps he didn't trust my common sense and my honor, then my father took a gift out of his pocket, it was a golden necklace with a talisman inside which there was dried garlic "I want to give this to you in advance " I thanked him, both for the gift and for allowing me to go out.

The days before my birthday can be summed up like this; every night I visited Carmilla in her room, she undressed me starting from the upper part of the dress, and remained in admiration of my neck... the first evening I wore the necklace she asked me to take it off "Take it off... you know that I can't stand garlic, it's against my religion"

I didn't know much about Carmilla's aversion to garlic, and she was always cold when I asked her questions about her past, but sex with her, on the contrary, was always passionate, I learned in those days to practice oral sex, my legs were shaking when she started sucking my clit taking me over the edge, I squeezed my breasts feeling my nipples become more and more sensitive, and feeling her tongue while exploring my wet pussy was incredible, then it was me who introduced myself into her femininity, first with my tongue he gave strokes to her clit and then went deep and ate her pussy, we looked into each other's eyes, I with my tender brown eyes admired her figure remaining composed until reaching orgasm in which I savored her sweet flavor. I was surprised by Carmilla's skill in bed and asked her if she had ever been to a ball with a guy, she replied that she didn't remember, I laughed, we were more or less the same age, she couldn't have already forgotten

On the evening of my birthday I went to her with my governesses who finally took off the chain from her ankle that kept her tied to the bed, once she got out she took slow but graceful steps that I imagine come naturally to her, I helped her move to the carriage where General Leroy was waiting for us, a tall man with broad shoulders, who was wearing a uniform and had a moustache. I offered him my condolences for the **** of his niece Sophie but he said nothing, he seemed to be staring at Carmilla, not with admiration as I did, but with a sad sense of terror.

When we got out of the carriage, Carmilla took my hand and said "You and Sophie were very good friends, right? Now I'm your friend", I didn't say anything then I asked myself "how did he know her?"