My Little Ventrue Pt. 06 Ch. 02

Voila. She pulled out a purple vibrator, with a sort of loose V shape. One half of the V was the handle, and the other was meant to go inside unsuspecting pussies not aware of how much pressure such a tool could put on a g-spot. The part meant to hit the g-spot was very fat and thick, and the handle had a switch for some vibration power. Muaha.

"Yeah. You're both... witchy."

Jen laughed, and turned onto her side to face Julias. She nuzzled into his big chest, and kissed it a couple times. "Witchy?"

"Yeah, witchy. Like, witches. Like, scary, dangerous, empowered witches."

Triss nodded, and tapped on Julias's leg as she showed him the lube. He rolled onto his back, arm by Jen out so the girl could snuggle into his chest, and snuggle she did, into the nook under his shoulder, squishing her breasts to his side. Of course she did, she was proud of those things, and loved to rub them all over Julias, and Triss.

"It's true," Triss said, crawling up to sit between Julias's legs. Lube in hand, she trickled the liquid over the man's cock, and smiled at him as she gripped it in her other hand. He shivered, and she licked her extra teeth at the sight of her big guy, and the look of bliss on his face, as she massaged the lube up and down his girth. "We're the Sisters of the Night, or something. We're dangerous." They were getting more in touch with their beasts every night, and would probably be dancing naked in moonlight around their kills, soon. Every night, that fantasy sounded more fun and appealing.

Triss reached over, and picked up Jen. The Ventrue squeaked, and Triss grinned. So much stronger than her, physically, and that was fun to exploit and abuse. She set Jen on Julias's waist, straddling him, facing him too, so Triss had full access to the slut's perfect, smooth butt. She gave it a small slap too, earning a tiny gasp from her friend, before Triss grabbed the lube again, and started trickling it down Jen's ass.

"Sisters of the Night." Jen looked over her shoulder at her and nodded, as if Triss had found the perfect title for them. It did sound pretty fucking awesome, so she returned the nod, before taking Jen's lube-soaked butt, and began guiding it down onto Julias's cock.

Guiding her fellow Sister of the Night's ass onto her lover's shaft? Yeap, that was the sort of stuff she hoped to be doing if she was in a witch's coven. And damn, it really was a nice ass, smooth and firm, not as hard as Triss's but still shapely. Big enough to jiggle when Triss slapped it, too. With a hand on Jen's hip to guide her, and a hand on Julias's cock to guide him, she stared at the beautiful sight of Superman's glans pressing against the soaked hole of Jen's butt. God. Fucking. Damn. The way Jen's ass spread, and resisted his cock, until the flesh enveloped his shaft's head, and swallowed it in, had Triss groaning.

Jen may not have had a bit of an anal addiction like Triss, but she knew Jen still enjoyed it; the sounds she made, and the way she gently ground her ass left and right, as she sank her butt onto Julias's cock, proved it. Once she got her butt all the way down, cheeks pressing against Julias's pelvis, her knees out beside his waist, Triss got up on her knees, and pulled in Julias's legs together. She lifted her knees so she could straddle his legs, Julias's thighs together underneath her, her weight on her knees outside them.

She scooted forward, and pressed her breasts to Jen's back, kneeling slightly higher so she could see over Jen's shoulder. Such a fucking amazing sight, Julias lying there, his hands holding onto Jen's thighs, his muscles looking so god damn delicious. With Jen sitting on him cowgirl, Triss was free to snuggle up against her back, and after she wiped her hands clean of lube, she set her claws onto Jen's breasts, and began to massage them. Damn heavy things, and so fucking soft, they filled her palms, overflowed her fingers, and molded around her fingertips and claws. Triss had to be careful, such softness liable to get hurt from the small-but-sharp claws she had.

"Dark witches," Triss said, "enacting our secret desires." She kissed Jen's neck, earning some more moans from her. She pushed her pelvis forward against Jen's butt, joining the girl in a slow, deep, back and forth rhythm, fucking Julias together. Triss's jeans were getting soaked in her juices, but there was something empowering about only being half naked, while the two Ventrues were full naked.

"Hey, I was an innocent flower before you corrupted me." Jen smiled at her, turning her head so she could meet Triss's lips with her own.

That was a unique perspective that Triss hadn't really noticed before. Jen corrupted her, got her really vibing on having an extra set of hands and tits in the bed every night with her love. She, on the other hand, did kinda drive Jen to start delving into the more twisted side of the Circle of Crone.

"I feel like I'm about to be sacrificed," Julias said.

The two girls laughed, and Jen leaned back, grinning a big, evil grin, as she reached down, and spread her slit. Smooth lips soaked in her juices leaked hot wetness onto Julias, earning a groan from the man, as he watched the show the girls put on for him.

"Not sacrificed," Triss said, "but definitely our slave."

"Big bad Invictus council member, our sex slave." Jen nodded, agreeing.

Casually, not wanting Jen to realize what she was up to, Triss scooped up the vibrator from behind her, brought it around, and set it to Jen's slit. Jen moved her hand out of the way, looking down with a moment of confusion, before she erupted into a groan, as Triss forced the thick thing into her clenching pussy.

Both Jen, and Triss's white knight groaned. That was one of the best things about the arrangement. Fucking Jen's slit with the toy, was going to be bliss for the man inside her ass, too. The dildo's curved shape meant Triss had half of it in her hand for leverage, and it was really easy to drive the fat head of it forward, toward the woman's g-spot.

Jen moaned openly, and her thighs trembled around Julias, as she leaned back more and against Triss. She stopped moving her hips though, and Triss had to be the one to keep pushing her hips forward, forcing Jen to keep fucking the man.

"God damn," Julias said, eyes wide, staring. His eyes lowered to the toy Triss was driving back and forth in Jen's tight snatch, and Triss grinned at him as she watched his eyes struggle to stay open. Pleasure had a habit of doing that.

After a minute, Jen, squirming and wriggling, grabbed Triss's wrist, and started to cum. Triss hugged her with her other hand, but the hand on the toy didn't stop, content to continue fucking the woman's wet pussy nice and hard. Gentle was great, but right now Triss felt like making the woman in her arms have one of those really big orgasms, the kind you get from a hard, proper fucking. The kind that always had Triss squirting buckets.

Jen didn't squirt, but that didn't mean Triss couldn't try to make her.

"Triss... slow... down." Sure enough, Jen reached down again, and actively tried to stop Triss from fucking her with the toy. Triss was far, far stronger than her, and it was easy to ignore her weak attempts to stop her hand. Back and forth, back and forth, she moved toy faster, causing the bulbous head within the slam into her girl's g-spot, while Triss pushed her hips back and forth as well, to get a nice fucking rhythm going in tandem. Half to make sure there was some good, lubed friction happening for Julias and his cock inside the girl's ass. Half so Triss could admire her friend's tits bouncing around.

She raised her free hand, and wrapped her grip around Jen's neck. Like lightning to the body. The thrill of power, and control. Having this woman in her hands, unable to get away, unable to stop what was happening to her, unable to stop cumming, was such a fucking rush. Normally, she'd happily give into Julias doing this to her, but to do it to someone else was awesome too. Really, really fucking awesome.

More awesome, when Jen started squeaking, and some blatant juices began leaking from her. Nothing like Triss might do, but a peek down showed the girl's smooth, clenching lips were coating the toy with more liquid than she normally did. The poor Ventrue was trembling, wriggling, and soaking Triss's love with her cum.

They slowed down after a while, gave Jen a break; fifteen seconds at most, before Triss started fucking her slit again. And, not satisfied, Triss turned on the vibration. Instantly, poor Jen was reduced to a quaking, squirming, wriggling, overstimulated creature, and more juices leaked out of her slit, splashing over the toy, and onto the man beneath them.

Julias reached up, and began massaging Jen's breasts. Probably for the best, with the way they were bouncing around; had to hurt a bit. His big hands took them, caressed them, cupped and fondled them, as his thumbs teased around her nipples. The upper half of her body wasn't rocking around too badly, but the lower half of her body was slamming back and forth, as Triss gripped the woman's neck tight enough to cut off her breathing. Poor Jen came again, juices splashing around Triss's hands, and soaking over Julias's pelvis.

After a few more thrusts, Triss let her go, and eased the vibrating toy out of her cunt. She set it aside, and batted Julias's away from the girl's breasts; she wanted to play with them. Laughing, Superman put his hands back on the girl's hips, and Triss returned his laugh as she cupped the woman's big tits. Soft, and heavy, she massaged them with her palms and fingers, and kissed Jen's neck as the Ventrue woman shivered. Playing with a woman's breasts, as the woman came down from her orgasm high; best thing in the world.

"I made... a mess," she said through her panting. "Nothing like you would."

"You're just jealous." Triss set her lips higher, finding the woman's jaw. Jen leaned to the side a bit, turned her head, and kissed her properly, hands holding Julias's on her hips.

Triss was still pushing her hips into Jen's butt, slowly back and forth, and with the way Jen was trembling, no doubt she was clenching on Julias's cock with each thrust. A long, quiet sigh from Superman announced his orgasm, and Triss slid her kiss down from Jen's lips, to her jaw, and back onto her neck, while making sure to massage her tits in a very look-at-these-gorgeous-breasts sort of way, for her man. And, she continued thrusting of course, a nice, slow rhythm, as she held the quivering woman in her arms.

Jen reached down to her slit, and spread herself again. It was enough to get the big bad Ventrue underneath them to groan, and he stared at Jen's cunt clenching in spurts, as he pumped her ass full of cum. Juices continued to trickle out of her snatch, and Jen added a few exaggerated, delightful moans into the display, as she helped Triss with the gentle, rocking rhythm.

"If we were in a tub or something," Triss said, "I'd say we should get some kine in here. They could bleed on us, and we could lick the blood off of each other, while we fuck."

Jen nodded, and blew Superman a kiss, before she started turning around. Oh, yum. "That sounds delightful." Taking her time, and keeping Julias inside her, she managed to turn herself around, nice and slow so she didn't break the guy's dick. Once she was comfortable on her knees again, except now facing Triss, she set her hands on Triss's hips, and pulled her toward her.

Triss grinned at the woman, and got in close, pressing their bodies together, and setting her lips onto her friend's. The helpless Ventrue managed a swoon and giggle, before she returned the kiss. Her hands drifted up Triss's back, and earned a moan from her; Julias must have told her how much she loved that. Asshole.

Triss looked past Jen, and smiled. Superman looked entranced, staring at Jen's body from head to ass. It was a great ass, and Triss set her fingers on it, squeezed and kneaded it, pressing the cheeks together against Julias's pelvis. Breaking from the kiss, she leaned over Jen's shoulder, looked down, and moaned at the sight of Julias's cum leaking out of her.

"I think, I'd like to drip some blood down my body, while you licked it up." With a long sigh, Jen leaned back, and back, until she was lying on Julias's body. She set her fingers on her breasts, traced down them, down her stomach, down to her cunt, and she spread herself again.

"You ladies are scaring me," Julias said.

Triss laughed. "You're still hard."

"Maybe I find being scared arousing? Scaroused, as Jack would say."

"Well then you're in good company." The Nosferatu gnashed her teeth together a few times, opening her jaw wide, wider than a human jaw could, to show off her chompers. It gave Julias a little shiver, and Jen a much bigger one.

"Think your thralls would be willing?" Jen said.

Superman nodded. "Very much."

"We should definitely do it." Nodding, Triss backed up and up, put her knees between Julias's, and leaned down as she put her hands on Jen's thighs. The beautiful sight of her pussy, smooth and dripping, with some cum leaking out of where Superman's big dick was spreading her ass.

What would it be like to drip delicious human blood down their bodies, and lick it off each other? Maybe do it outside in the dark, with kine holding candles. Or maybe inside, on a bed with blankets they'd ruin, white silk sheets, and the whole area surrounded in candles. Candle lighting seemed to be the theme her brain latched onto, when it came to the idea of kine dripping blood down their bodies, as she fucked Jen and Julias. Candles and witches went hand in hand, after all. Mood lighting.

She set her lips onto Jen's wet slit again, and pressed her tongue against the clenching entrance. Her friend's slit squeezed down, and Triss had to work a little to get her tongue into her. But, with a little more force, Triss forced in the first inch of her tongue into the hot, trembling tunnel of her fellow witch's body. Then another inch. And this time, she kept going, deeper, and deeper.

"Oh... gods." Jen spread her legs, pulled out her feet so her legs were straight out, resting along Julias's, and she reached down to slip her fingers into Triss's hair.

Triss had a very long tongue. It couldn't do the hard pounding a big cock or a nice dildo could, but there was something to be said for going gentle; and in the case of a long tongue, gentle, and deep. Jen's body reacted immediately, squirming and wriggling, and Triss's equally squirming, wriggling tongue pushed in further, and further. She opened her mouth, enveloped the whole of Jen's slit, her lips burying her friend's labia, as she pressed her tongue's tip against the depths of Jen's snatch.

"So... deep..."

Triss chuckled into her friend's slit, and pressed harder, while rolling her tongue upward. The long appendage could bend and push in ways nothing else could, and she took full advantage, making her tongue roll in waves, applying pressure to the g-spot, the deepspot, and everything in between, while her top lip buried and rubbed against Jen's clit.

She should get paid for cunnilingus, considering how good she was at it. And poor Jen was helpless to do anything but writhe and mewl, as every literal inch of her sex was massaged by tongue. Julias managed to start thrusting again, but he kept it slow, matching the gentleness of Triss's tongue. Triss wasn't really trying to be gentle, but there was only so hard you could wriggle a long tongue, especially when it was being squeezed on by a flesh vise. Jen could probably use the break, anyway.

The trembling Ventrue pushed her hips forward and back, matching Julias's rhythm, and Triss had to hold onto her thighs to keep her mouth against her friend's pussy. But after a few moments to get into sync, Jen and Julias were like two waves, cycling against each other, most of the movement done by Julias so Triss could continue licking.

It wasn't long before Jen was soaking her lips. The Ventrue clenched on Triss's tongue, hard enough Triss had to fight to keep wriggling the appendage. But each wriggle she managed, was a loud groan she pulled out of Jen. Staring up her body, Triss grinned at how Jen's shivering made her breasts jiggle, the two of them pressed together slightly with how Jen was reaching out to hold Triss's head, biceps pushing them together on her chest. She really did know how to show off her body while having sex, and could probably give Antoinette a run for her money in that department.

A minute later, Triss lifted her head, and let her tongue dangle for a moment. Drip drip, juices fell onto the pelvis of the squirming woman. Julias didn't stop fucking her, continuing to sink himself balls deep into her, each gentle thrust making her breasts move back and forth, and her ass ripple around his cock slightly with the soft impacts. It was hypnotizing to watch, and Triss stared at it, at how Jen's leaking slit continued to clench on nothing as Triss's lover fucked her ass.

Grinning, Triss climbed onto Jen, and into her awaiting embrace. She made sure to drag her nipple piercings along Jen's stomach, before eventually getting over top her, Triss's knees against the blankets between Julias's thighs.

Jen was panting, and smiling. The glow of orgasm aftershocks looked fucking amazing on her, like a runway model giving everyone the o-face, and Triss pressed her body down against hers, hugging her friend, and setting her lips on her neck. Right on time, Julias lifted his hands, and hugged them both.

"You two are getting pretty close," he said, grinning up at Triss.

"We are." She winked back at him, and pushed her body down on Jen's body in the same rhythm Julias was fucking her. Perfect time to put on a strap on, but she didn't want to stop what she was doing. Besides, Jen was enjoying herself as was, considering the little groans and moans she was making.

Juilas was cumming again. His o-face was adorable, always was, and she wondered for a moment if he knew how much the hard, cold shell he carried faded away when he came. He looked like a big softy. Triss lifted her head, and watched Jen cum too. Jen, of course, looked like she was a fucking succubus, with a deliberate, small, perfect smile as she shivered in orgasm, putting on a show. What a slut.

Rolling her eyes, Triss pressed her body down against Jen's again, before she resumed suckling on her neck. "Whore."

"I learned it from watching you," she said, with just enough whine to her voice it was obvious she was quoting a meme. Kids these days.

Laughing, Triss sat back down between Superman's knees, and watched the glorious display of Jen's spread legs, her leaking slit, and Julias's cum looking out of her smooth ass. So deliciously carnal. If blood was mixed into it, dripped onto their bodies during this? No wonder some Kindred really got into some self-perpetuating cycles of Kiss addiction; you could mix it with so many things.

Jen and Julias both eventually came to a stop. Now that Triss was off of her friend, Julias's hands slipped up, and took the woman's breasts again, cupping them and caressing them, squeezing them just enough their size spilled over his fingers. He kept fucking her too, in that slow, deep way he liked to when he was cumming. Triss loved that. It always dragged on the orgasm aftershocks, feeling his cock press up against her insides like that as the pleasure sparks ran down on her legs. She could use some of that.

But both Jen and Julias were growing still, in that way people did when satisfied.

"Hey! Hey you fuckers! My turn," she said. They didn't move. "Oh, you dicks."

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~~Author's Note~~

Ok, maybe a sex scene or two to kick off Part 6 before it gets going. :3