Ladies of the Night

Part 5, Segment 2

The Strip bustled with people walking by, and cars racing to and fro. Every year, millions of people visited the city of Las Vegas. Young and old, male and female, rich and poor.

Gary took a moment to appreciate the immensity of the city as he took a break from the shopping trip. He left Lisa in the trendy store and watched as she disappeared into the dressing room with the cute shopgirl. If he knew her as well as he believed, Lisa would be feeding from her shortly. That was why he arranged to meet up with her later. They would both be needing some time to hunt.

Gary walked along the street, passing groups of people going in both directions. Most of them were couples or larger groups. He was looking for a single target. Maybe even...

“Hey, baby, looking for a good time?”

Gary smiled at the come-on. Just what he was looking for.

“What have you got in mind?” he asked.

“You tell me, baby. See anything you like?”

The hooker was quite nice to look at indeed. She had long red hair, a pale baby face, and very nice curves. Her outfit left nothing to the imagination. Those tits weren’t big, but they looked firm. And her short shorts left those fine legs exposed. He knew those legs would be wrapped around him soon.

“I like it all. You wanna come with me?”

“Lead the way, handsome,” she said as she grabbed his arm. Gary hailed a cab, and the two got in and went back to his hotel.

* * *

Deena was lying on her back, rolling around with pleasure from Lisa’s attention. Lisa had already tasted from the girl’s throat, her breasts, and her clit. Lisa was now perched above Deena in a 69 position. Deena had quickly learned the best ways to eat out a female lover. She was gentle and very concerned with pleasing Lisa, all the while absorbed by the pleasure which Lisa gave.

The pace had slowed dramatically, as Lisa let Deena come down from her high. Lisa’s fingers played along Deena’s inner lips while Deena nuzzled against Lisa’s thigh.

“That was amazing,” Deena sighed. She sat up so she could look at her lover. “You’re amazing.”

“It was my pleasure. I told you that you were desireable. Now do you believe me?”

“Of course. I would never doubt you.”

Lisa got up and put her clothes back on. She gathered up the clothes she had picked out, including the leather bustier. Deena was still lying on the floor, naked.

“By the way, where is that leather skirt you were telling me about?”

* * *

The ride in the taxi was over all too quickly. Wanda—the hooker—was all over him, and he let her explore. She kissed his face, his neck, and she stuck her tongue playfully in his ear. Her hands roamed around his chest, and down to his lap. She teasingly slid her hand around his crotch, but avoided actually touching his erection, which was straining against his khakis.

“Welcome to my palace,” Gary said with a sweeping gesture as he opened the door for his female companion.

He led her quickly through the casino to the elevators. As soon as the doors closed, she was on him, kissing him and running her hands through his hair. She wrapped one of those legs around his thigh.

They were in the suite in moments, and a startling change occurred. Wanda had been all over Gary from the street to the elevator. Once they arrived, though, she became all business.

“You got what it takes?” she asked as she rubbed her fingers together. It was obvious she was asking for her money.

“How much are you looking for?” he asked.

“That depends on what you want. $50 for a look. $100 for sex. For two, I do whatever you like.”

Gary smiled broadly, flashing his fangs. “I’ve got a better idea. For these two, you do whatever I like.”

Wanda gasped, but then quickly regained her composure. “I get it. You wanna get kinky, huh? I can do kinky.” She started slinking towards Gary. Her hands pulled at the metal ring on her top, slowly unzipping between her tits. Wanda wasn’t wearing anything underneath the thin red cotton.

“Ooh, vampire man. Please don’t bite me. Please don’t fuck me and suck me.” She undid the single clasp of her red skirt. She wasn’t wearing any panties either.

“Maybe I should put on a cross?” She peeled off the top entirely. “Or eat some garlic?” She reached one hand into Gary’s pocket. He thought she might be looking for money, but she certainly didn’t avoid rubbing his hard cock.

“Come on, vampire man! Don’t you want me?”

Gary didn’t say a word. He simply pushed her red hair away from her neck, and then his lips were against her throat. The lips peeled open, exposing his fangs. He sank them in to her flesh. Hot blood poured from the wounds, coating his mouth with the coppery fluid. Gary drank greedily from her as she slumped against him.

“I vant to fuck you,” Gary said in his best Bela Lugosi.

Then the door opened.

“Am I too late for dessert?” asked Lisa, resplendent in her new leather outfit.