Two's company, but three is more fun.

"Sorry, Brandi. We woke you, I guess Claire was really loud," Kesha smiled at the blonde girl. "You get hot watching two girls getting it on, don't you. You like it even better when you can join them."

Kesha did not ask any questions; she spoke with the authority of vampiric glamour, shaping Brandi's reaction. Brandi smiled as she accepted the influence without questioning why she suddenly found the prospect of a lesbian menage a trois natural and desired. Her bright blue eyes flicked back and forth between the naked forms of Claire and Kesha, who had already given her so much pleasure.

"You are both so beautiful," Brandi blurted out. "I never imagined my first night away from home would be like this. I never thought of other girls this way before."

"Well, college is a place of learning," Kesha giggled and beckoned to Brandi to join Claire on her bed. "Right now, by my count, I am owed an orgasm from each of you."

Brandi rose, shucked down her booty shorts and scampered across the gap separating the beds and joined Claire on her bed. Claire, recovering quickly from the orgasm, did nothing to resist as the athletically toned body of her new roommate pressed up against her and warm hands drew her into a deep and passionate kiss. Brandi's breasts were larger than her own, tipped with ruddy pink nipples that poked at her smaller boobies. The gymnastic blonde's pussy was shaven or waxed smoothly bald, her labia still flushed red from the fingering she had received from Kesha.

After kissing one another hungrily for several seconds, Claire and Brandi broke lip contact, Brandi panting and blushing as they turned to watch Kesha. The African-American kindred reached behind her back and pulled down the zipper of her dress. Slowly and deliberately, Kesha shrugged the shoulder straps of the dress down her arms, her body gyrating as if to unheard music as the top half of the dress fell away. Kesha's tits were fuller and larger than both her playmates, though no less firm and perky. Her plump nipples were dark, coal black, contrasting with the light mahogany brown of her skin. Golden hoops, an inch wide, pierced each nipple.

Kesha's hips swayed from side to side as she eased the tight little dress over them and allowed the dress to slide down her long, smooth mocha thighs and pool around her ankles. Daintily, Kesha stepped out of the entanglement of her discarded dress and stood proudly with her hands on her hips, displaying her nude body to her lovers. Similar to Brandi, Kesha's pussy was flawlessly hairless, her netherlips the same midnight black shade as her nipples, with the briefest sliver of wet pink visible between her slightly parted dark labial cleft. A third golden hoop adorned the vampire's clitoral hood, the shiny metallic ring bright against the dark flesh of her labia.

"O...M...G," Brandi exclaimed, her eyes riveted on Kesha's curvy, lush body. "I love your rings, they are so you, Kesha."

Claire could empathise with Brandi's appreciation of Kesha's intimate jewellery; the golden rings gave her kindred lover a dangerous and edgy vibe. She could also feel the surprised appreciation and curiosity of Carmilla within her for the golden hoops. It seemed that in Carmilla's time, such piercings were unknown to her, though she seemed happily fascinated with the discovery. The bald pussies of her lovers made Claire slightly self-conscious; her trimmed pubic bush had grown thicker, bushier, and had darkened from mousy brown to raven-black curls with her transformation. As if they shared one thought, Claire and Brandi both raised an extended arm and beckoned Kesha to join them on the bed.