They Give In

Despite popular thought, Darla and Dru hadn't had many threesomes in their life. When they did have them, they didn't even touch each other and let the boy do all the work! Angel had tried but failed, and Spike could never get Darla on board. When they were together in LA a few years ago, they had hugged as friends and family, but never as lovers.

Now they were being asked, under threat of ****, to go at it with each other and a guy hundreds of years younger than them.

"Well, Dru dear, I suppose we have ****."

"Are you going to taste my wet little rose garden?" asked Dru in her typical crazy state.

"Yes," said Darla, annoyed. She turned to Andrew. "We do this now, we do this once, and you leave forever and don't breathe a word of it. We're legends--we don't want demons and vampires to know we slept with... You."

Andrew clapped with joy. "Wow! This is an even better threesome than Xena and Gabrielle!" He paused. "Now kiss! I really want to see you two kiss!"

The gorgeous blonde looked at the mysterious brunette and stepped closer, their large chests brushing against each other. Their breasts touched and bounced a bit as their faces leaned in for their first kiss. The hungry vampires almost immediately began an intense make-out session, tongues thrashing and lips twirling as their faces dug into each other.

Andrew was already hard after a few seconds of their kiss. "Take off each other's clothes," he said.

Darla angrily broke the kiss and shot an evil glare at Andrew, before she took her fingers and sharp nail to cut the laced corset Dru was wearing. It easily broke apart since it was so tight and as Darla's nail cut down, it practically fell off Dru with ease. Dru was much more kinky, and leaned in by biting into Darla's blouse and tearing it off with her teeth! It was so hot, thought Andrew!

Drusilla's mouth didn't move much, either, once the blouse was off. She brought her lips to Darla's tits and began licking them, starting at the nipples. She opened her mouth amazingly wide and took in a good part of the breast before pulling out and doing it to the other one. The one thought going through Darla's mind was: (I could have been doing this for 200 years and missed out on it?! Damn!)

"Let's go somewhere else," said Andrew. "To the bedroom, maybe. Or the kitchen! I've always wanted to do it on a dining table. Or ooh! Do you have a shower, or a hot-tub?"

He was like a kid in a candy-store.