My Little Ventrue Pt. 04 Ch. 15

Triss so very much wanted to get revenge, maybe kick Jen really hard. But she was too busy, too busy cumming over and over and harder than usual. And Jen got to see it all. More than see it, she was filming a documentary, including close ups and a curious hand reaching out to expose more. Jen could see how Triss's cunt kept squeezing, and she could see how the pink flesh of her insides leaked juices between the harder squirts.

Julias finally let go of her neck, and eased his rhythm. He wasn't cumming yet, just doing his usual thing where he liked to mix it up, go hard then go slow, keep her on her toes. It was enough for Triss to get some control back, and pull her leg up off of Julias's so she could get into a more relaxed fetal position, and enjoy her orgasm aftershocks.

"Aw, now your shins are in the way," Jen said. Triss used one of those shins to give Jen a good kick in the thigh. "Ow! Ok, ok. Sorry. Just... I mean, at first I was impressed, but now I'm jealous. You two just curl up like this, and fuck hugging each other like this... and Triss cums her brains out." Jen set the phone aside, lay down on her side in front of Triss about a foot away from her face, and smiled at her. "I take a good ten minutes to warm up at least, and that's with two guys rubbing me down."

Triss listened, and quivered a little as the pleasure tremors worked through her. Julias was still inside her, and he offered the gentlest deep pushes of his body, so her body could continue to sing as the pleasure waves finally started to fade.

"You going to spend the whole damn night admiring how easily I cum?"

"Yes."

God damn it.

"I know I do." Julias leaned down over her, kissed her neck, her crocodile teeth where her cheek should have been, and her jaw.

"Ok, more poses! Mire, on your back," Jen said. Bastard nodded, and did just that, rolled onto his back, and took Triss with him. Now she lay upon his broad chest, and had to turn her head to frown at Jen some more. "No no, no frowning! Come on, you have no idea how hot you are. You have the body of a fucking superhero, and you're blushing and shivering with those good orgasm vibes! Looks fucking great on film." Damn Ventrue grabbed her phone again, and started filming once more. "Mire, legs spread out. Triss, can you arch your back a bit, really highlight that lean body you got, show off those breasts and the chain and stuff!"

"... I'm currently in the middle of having sex, Jen."

"Exactly." Now that she had room, Jen scooted in closer, and while one hand was still holding the phone, the other reached out to land upon Triss's abs. "Fucking damn I could wash clothes on these." Her hand went higher, found Triss's breasts, and began to massage one of them, fingers caressing and circling the frustratingly hard nipple.

Triss sighed, rolled her eyes again, and did as Jen said. She arched her back, pushed out her breasts, and rested her head and shoulders against Julias. And naturally, she bent her legs at the knee, feet on the blankets between Julias's thighs. Posing like a glamour model, except, with a guy underneath her, and inside her.

"I can't fuck like this."

"No, but gimme a sec." Jen got up on her feet, and started to walk around, blatantly holding the phone with both hands and filming everything in slow, panning shots. Eventually, she got down on her knees between Julias's legs, and used one of her hands to nudge open Triss's thighs. All on camera. "K, you can relax now."

Triss groaned, let her legs collapse around Jen, and let her back flatten to Julias's chest. Her arms relaxed too, her claws finding Julias's arms so she could rest her hands upon them. Queue for Julias to resume fucking her, in slow, deep, wonderful strokes. They didn't normally fuck like this, her lying on him on her back, but it probably did look good on camera.

Triss lifted her head, and raised a brow at Jen. Girl was sitting between her thighs, and staring at Triss's pussy, where Julias was penetrating her ass. Hunger in her eyes, and more than once the Ventrue licked her lips. She leaned in too, got right close to Triss's body, and set the phone aside so she could reach out with both hands, and pull apart Triss's slit.

"God damn you have a tight little cunt."

"F-Fuck... you..."

Jen almost purred with the sounds Triss was making; evil woman was loving this way too much. She leaned in closer, until her face was maybe six inches from Triss's pussy, and instead of purring, growled. Before Triss could say something, Jen put her lips onto her clitoris, and began to lick, tongue playing with the chain that dangled over the hyper sensitive nub. Gentle thank god, very gentle, and Triss let out a long moan as she melted against her lover beneath her while Jen kissed her clitoris.

Moan turned into gasp as she felt Jen start to press knuckles against her clenching entrance.

"Hey, what're you doing?"

"You know. You saw me doing it to Madison, remember?" The evil Ventrue woman laughed at the worry on Triss's face, and began to push knuckles forward, against Triss's cunt. "Damn you are tight though. This'll be tough to fit."

"W-Wait, come on, that's—" She gasped, and sat up, hands planting against Julia's chest as she stared down between her legs, at the woman sinking her fist into Triss's insides.

Jen knew what she was doing. It wasn't a punching fist, rather, one sort of compressed and with a thinner shape. But it was still a fist, and Triss stared at the sight of her pink flesh slowly spreading around the thickness of four fingers and a thumb.

She thought she might explode. Thickness, so much filling her, fighting for space inside her. She panted like a dog as her jaw dropped, and Jen's fist began to open her up. No need for lubricant, soaked as she was, and the fist of the Ventrue started to get into her, past the squeezing muscles and taut lips. A fist, inside her, along with her lover's cock.

Her groans turned into whimpers, as Jen pushed her fist in further, and further, until it completely disappeared inside Triss. Now her pussy was visibly wrapping around the woman's wrist instead, and a very noticeable bulge was on Triss's abs beneath the navel.

"... I uh... christ, I..." She sat up straighter, reached out, and set a hand on Jen's shoulder, the other still behind her and braced against Julias's chest. "Fucking... p-poor... Madison."

"She doesn't cum at the drop of a hat like you do, though."

"I don't—nnh!" Attempts to defend herself of ridiculous accusations proved horribly pointless, as Jen started to move her fist. Knuckles, hard, but soaked in her cum and softened, pressed against her everything. Jen pressed upward, hardness against her g-spot, grinding, thrusting. But Jen didn't stop there, pushing her fist in deeper, slow and gentle, but deep, very deep.

"You know, you really got that 'like it so deep you can feel it between your tonsils' vibe to you."

"You fucking—" Pleasure, deep, overwhelming, hit her as Jen pushed her fist in a little deeper, causing the bulge along her abs to move higher. Triss fell back, and lay upon Julias as she started to cum. She could feel her juices flowing, her clenching muscles forcing her to squirt, for the millionth time, all over Jen's wrist. Each pulsing wave of pleasure worked from her head to her toes, causing her legs to tremble, and her hands to squeeze onto Julias's sides as she came.

Jen took the opportunity to keep pushing her fist into her, until Triss knew the woman had long ago reached the depths of her pussy, and was pressing against those deep places Triss really, really, really fucking loved. It hurt getting it that deep, but god, it fucking felt good, and the Nosferatu trembled all the more as she felt another gushing orgasm work through her. Cumming so much it was starting to get painful, muscles forever clenching, squeezing, and toes threatening to cramp from the constant curling, but Jen didn't care. The damn Ventrue just kept working her fist back and forth in a deep rhythm, lightly rocking Triss on Julias's body.

Somewhere along the line, Triss could feel Julias start to cum. She was vaguely aware that, as much as she was getting fucked by two rather large insertions, it must have felt great for her lover too, to be inside her while Jen fisted her. Bonus. But, as much as she tried to be happy about that, she could barely hold the thought as pleasure wiped her mind, Jen still fisting her, deep enough Triss was sure she'd skewer her stomach eventually.

Only when Julias stopped with his smaller thrusts, did Jen stop stretching Triss's insides deeper into her. She kept the fist as deep as it could go, gently rocking it back and forth, but no longer tried to push it into Triss's torso. Pleasant, delightful, and so damn fucking full, Triss lay there, and let another orgasm work through her, her trembling causing her clit chain to jingle as it bounced around on Jen's wrist.

It took a little while, but Jen's fist got slower, and slower, and as the tremors faded away, Triss sat up again, and looked down at the mess. Oh god, not only was the woman gently milking Triss of her orgasm shocks like a god damn pro, she was massaging Julias's testicles in her other hand, with his cum. And her cum.

"Like that, Julias?" Jen said.

"Y-Yeah. That is damn tight."

"Ha, isn't it? Must be. How about this?" Jen pushed her fist down, and again started to gently fuck Triss's insides with it, massaging Julias more than anything.

"Ok! Ok, that's enough. God... damn, I'm going to break here, Jen. You... fucking bitch, arg." Triss reached down, grabbed the girl's wrist, and pulled her hand out of her. She stared down while she did it too, cause, holy fuck, it was a sight, to see someone's hand sliding out of your trembling, clenching folds.

Julias sat up, slipped his hands underneath Triss's thighs, and lifted her up enough to let her sit between his legs once Jen backed up, his cock falling out of her. "I'll have you know, I was really enjoying that."

"Yes, I'm sure getting your cock massaged through my god damn insides must have felt amazing. Ass." She could feel Julias's cock against the back of her now, and as he scooted forward a bit, his cum and lube-soaked length rubbed against the small of her back as he put his chin on her shoulder, and kissed her ear. His cum was leaking out of her, and he was snuggling her like he loved to do when that happened. And Jen was watching it all.

Much as Triss was bad mouthing the two of them, she couldn't deny she was really enjoying this. And, having Jen there, watching her, getting involved, even smiling her intrigued smiles as she watched Julias get romantic with Triss, was... oddly enjoyable too.

Triss shivered a few times. Still had tremors working through her, and she turned a bit to hold Julias's arm with one of hers, so she could hold him while the tinglies continued to work through her. Loved the tinglies, the little sparks that worked through her thighs, made her feel vulnerable and a bit clingy. It was a part of her worry, that she wouldn't feel comfortable being like this, holding Julias while she came, getting vulnerable and girly with him, when she usually acted like a badass rocker chick in front of other Kindred. Jen was getting to see her girly side.

But Jen wasn't teasing her about it, like Triss suspected she would. Hell, if anything, Jen's smile, her grins and smirks, they all faded, and as she watched Triss and Julias hug, her eyes filled with wonder. Fucking wonder, like seeing the Grand Canyon for the first time. She even pulled one knee up to her chest to hug as she watched the two of them, gaze stuck on them. Like seeing a young girl watching a romance movie, and adoring the happily-ever-after ending.

Ok, Triss was touched. Jen deserved a reward.

Smirking, the Nos turned her head, and put her lips to Julias's ear. "Fuck the shit out of her."

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~~Julias~~

Everything was going well, and better than he could have hoped for.

Triss was loving it, having Jen in the bed with them. His fellow Ventrue fed right into the sorts of things Triss liked, even if the Nos didn't want to admit it. She would later, he knew; she'd matured a lot since their first date.

The thing he was worried about, and he knew Triss was worried about, was whether having another vampire in the bed would damage the intimacy. Triss liked to play the badass girl, and Julias liked how that melted away when the girl snuggled with him, particularly after some great sex. Kissing, hugging, holding hands, he thought maybe Jen's presence would make doing any of those things awkward, and he knew Triss was doubly worried about it. But, it didn't. Something about Jen's genuine interest and sincerity about the nature of their relationship made it feel safe to be intimate and vulnerable.

Plus, being inside his lover's ass while another woman fisted her, so he got to feel every bit of it? Yeah, could not deny, that felt amazing. He was still hard, hungry for more, and Triss wanted him to fuck Jen, hard. He could do that.

Triss giggled — holy crap an actual giggle — and grabbed Jen's wrists, before pinning them to the bed in front of them both, so Jen was on her knees.

"Um... what?"

"Oh, nothing," Triss said, chuckling.

Julias rolled his eyes, but found himself chuckling soon after as he crawled along the bed, and got behind Jen. The Ventrue blinked at the two of them, several times, before she started wriggling to try and free herself. Not happening. Triss was far stronger than Jen physically, even if Triss was still shivering with post-orgasm bliss. It made it all the hotter, watching Jen try and get out of Triss's grip while Triss herself still quivered, her nipple chain dangling and trembling.

Julias got behind Jen, pushed her knees together, and then put his down outside hers, trapping her knees between his.

"What're you doing back there, Mire?" Jen said, looking over her shoulder at him with a raised brow.

"You know Jen," he said, "you are a very attractive woman. You had almost every Kindred in the city staring at you during the ball, Triss included."

Jen smiled, pride showing through with the typical subtlety of Ventrue pride: none. "I am fucking gorgeous, I don't blame her. How about you? Were you staring?"

This woman, ha. Even trapped between two Kindred stronger than her, she acted like she was in charge. He looked to Triss, whose smile only grew, and she nodded back to him with a wink.

"I was," he said.

"That, is damn hot." Jen swayed her ass a little, its glorious curves still hugged by her black lace lingerie. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't think about the two of us having some fun together too, Julias."

"Pretty sure you feel that way about everyone," Triss said.

"Not true! I'll have you know I rarely sleep with Kindred, sometimes Othello. You two though? God damn."

Well, color him surprised. Triss too, by the way her eyebrows raised. She didn't let go of the woman's wrists though, and licked her lips with her long tongue as she looked between the trapped Ventrue, and Julias.

It really was too damn perfect. Julias took Jen's underwear, and slipped it down to her knees. Several trails of juices connected from it to Jen's pussy, where the smooth, pink lips were coated with wetness. Her clitoris looked swollen, and her legs trembled lightly. The girl was on the edge, close to cumming; must have been masturbating between bouts of playing with Triss, or him.

He'd planned to finger her to a couple orgasms before taking her, but like this, and with Triss staring at him, hunger in her eyes and excitement making her almost bounce, he couldn't stop himself. He took his cock into one hand, pressed the dripping, hard shaft against the girl's quivering cunt, and started the long, slow journey of sinking himself into her awaiting insides.

"Oh... g-god..." Jen shook like a leaf, and let her head fall between her arms as she wriggled. "F... finally..." Soon she was on her elbows, ass in the air, and head turned to peek up at the girl holding her hands hostage.

Julias thought Triss might have taken the opportunity to tease Jen, to rub it in the girl's face that she was breaking so easily, that the woman was so obviously ready to cum from so little done to her, like she had to Triss. But instead, Triss stared on, snake eyes looking up and down the curve of Jen's back, as the girl was down on her elbows now. Jen's attempts to keep her smile on faded away, as did her grinning eyes, replaced with a parted, moaning mouth, and eyes rolling upward.

Her insides felt divine. Soaked, quivering, squeezing. She didn't squeeze as hard as Triss did, or start pushing toward him as eagerly as Triss did. Jen seemed to prefer to wait, to let someone else do the work, like a spoiled Ventrue would. Supposedly the girl was being pampered by two ghouls on the regular, and while she was certainly a pro at sex, she wasn't used to losing control.

Triss wanted to make her lose control, and as Julias felt the woman's drenched pussy squeeze on him in gentle spurts, he could feel the urge hit him. But first he'd take his time, and see how Jen responded as he, slowly but surely, sank every inch of his cock into her shaking body. Lot of girls didn't like it deep. Triss did, and as Julias felt the head of his cock start to gently stretch Jen in deeper, and deeper, her trembling and squeezing told him she did too.

He squeezed her hips tighter, and after drawing his cock out of her until only the head of his length kept her dripping folds open, he slammed himself balls deep into her, hard.

"Oh! Oh, oh f-f-fucking... fuck! Not so hard! Fucking... god."

Triss grinned down at the trapped woman, leaned down, and put a small kiss on her ear before sitting up again and blowing Julias a kiss. "Go nuts."

"W-Wait, come on, you—" She squealed with the impact of another thrust, and started to tremble, a lot. Julias stayed balls deep inside her, filling her, stretching her, and smiled as he felt the woman clench on him until her juices were dripping down his testicles. Jen fell, elbows giving out, chest and head coming to rest on the blankets between her pinned hands.

"Two strokes and you're down," Triss said, crooning. Not a tease from the way she was staring, but rather, admiration.

"Not... not fair, you—nnng!"

Julias didn't wait long. He started to thrust into her again, grip on her hips tight and absolute, forcing her balls deep onto him with each stroke. Each earned a wet smack as his testicles slapped into her folds and clitoris, and each pulled more mewls from the woman, growing increasingly high pitched. He wasn't gentle, he thrust hard, with his grip yanking her hips toward him fast enough for her ass to jiggle with each impact.

It didn't take long for a second orgasm to hit the woman. She tried to pick herself up again, to push herself onto her hands, maybe get back some control, but Triss put a hand on her back, and pushed her down, pinning her chest to the blankets. Again Julias expected her to chuckle and tease, but instead, Triss stared at him, at Jen, at where her ass was bouncing against him, and she licked her lips and crocodile teeth with increasing fascination.

"P... lease... slow... down..." Cumming, trembling, she squirmed and twisted with all the power of a worm on a hook. Her moans ripped away what little strength she had, and her fingers waggled in the air, pinned by Triss at the wrist, desperate for freedom.

He didn't give her any. He pounded her hard enough to make the bed creak, to make her squeals melt into exhausted pants, and to make her insides squeeze in random spurts as another orgasm tore through her. The only break she got was him deciding to sink himself into her to the hilt, and stay there, stretching her depths inward and enjoying the tight spasms of her pussy around his length as she came.