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They left the club & went to the apartment of a business executive that Joey'd had for lunch. "Wow. This is a nice place. You must be well-off." Yyvonne commenter, looking around. "Let me take you coat." Said Joey. She handed it to him & he went to the front closet. "You're welcome to look around if you like." He said. She left the room & opened the closet. The dead exec. lay open-eyed & gape-mouthed on the floor. "Hold this, will ya?" He whispered & dropped her coat onto of his body. Yyvonne settled on the black leather couch & admired the persian rug below her. "Well I work for a top music company. Ever heard of Jive Records?" "I think so. Don't they host all those pop-music people?" She asked, half sneering. Joey ignored it & leaned foreward. He could easily will her into submission, to be his puppet. But the chase thrilled & aroused him. He put his hand on her chin & turned her head to face away from him. Then kissed her neck, flickering out his tongue. He lowered his fangs & nipped at her neck. She gigged, then let out a small moan. Something in the liquid coating of the fangs affects the human nervous system, dulling pain & causing pleasure at the bite area. Though it is intended to keep the blood from clotting, Joey used the pleasure aspect to his full advantage. He moved his hand to her thigh then up her skirt. Pleased to find no panties of any kind he began rubbing her clit with his thumb & fore finger. Licking, kissing, & nipping her neck until he soon had her wet. He trailed his kisses to her breats & asked her to unbutton her shirt. She did, & he seized her nipple in his teeth. Then slipped two fingers into her warm moist center. She gasped & moaned in surprise. He took it as a welcoming sign & began pumping his fingers in & out, slowly at first, then gaining speed & pressure. In minutes he had her slick with her juices. As was his hand. It was his style to first please the woman, then himself. As he watched Yyvonne's chest rise & fall in jagged breaths as she recovered from orgasm, he concluded she was pleased. Now it was his turn. He got between her legs & pushed her skirt up to her hips. Then he stood & removed his pants & boxers. His cock hung, half-mast, protruding from a bush of brown curls. He stood infront of her & as she lay, expectant, ordered her. "Suck me off." With only momentary hesitation, Yyvonne leaned foreward & took him into her mouth. He leaned his head back, staring open-mouthed at the ceiling. Then closed his eyes as she continued. Her head bobbed up & down on his cock. her wet, hot mouth & tongue massaging him expertly. While fondling his balls with her right hand. He looked down at her, face contorted with pleasure, & held the back of her head with his hand. Watching her hair bounce & feeling it tightly hitting his legs, as she deep-throated him. He moaned in pleasure & climaxed without bothering to give a warning. She swallowed all he gave & licked his cock clean. As she sat back on the couch Joey joined her & instructed her to dance for him. She obliged & stood up. As she gyrated & stipped before him he masturbated himself to hardness. "Come sit on my cock." He said. She moved foreward & positioned herself over his hard, swollen member. As she eased slowly down, Joey grabbed her waist & pulled her down hard, fully impailing her. She moaned loudly & soon began bouncing on him. He reached up & cupped her breast, teasing her nipple with rubs & soft pinches. His right hand, meanwhile, massaged her clit. She abruptly stopped & looked at him. "What?" He asked in annoyance. "We forgot to put on a condom." Said Yyvonne. "We won't need it." Joey said, matter-of-factly. Nonetheless she rose off of him, much to his frustration. "I have one in my coat. Where did you put it?" She asked. Joey leaned back on the couch & gestured towards the door. "Front closet." He said absently. She walked over to the closet & opened the door. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as she looked over to Joey on the couch. He wasn't there. Suddenly she felt hands on her shoudlers. "Something wrong, love?" He asked. She could only point in shock. "Oh, yes. Him. Sadly I had to kill John-Doe here but I needed a nice place on short notice, & he was unfortunate enough to have been in the right place at the wrong time. Bitchy sit, no?" He said, as if he were talking about a bank robbery or a late bus. She looked at him in horror. He took the oppurtunity to plunge his still swollen cock in to her. She screamed & fought to push him off, but he carried her to the couch & continued to ravish her. He sunk his fangs into her neck & drank. As he orgasmed her body, racked with orgasm & blood loss, fell limp. Joey pulled out & grabbed a glass from the coffee table. Allowing her blood to half-fill it, he stood & walked to the kitchen, where he filled it the rest of the way with tequila from the mini-bar. He sipped at it & smiled, as he watched the new morning sunrise shine through the balcony doors. As he dressed & left the room, locking the keys in. He walked to the elevator passing the maid &, as the doors closed he smirked & could swear he heard the sound of screams coming from down the hall...... |
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