My Little Ventrue Pt. 07 Ch. 19

"I... sup-p-ppose," she said.

Jessy grinned at her friend. "Gonna make a new movie?"

"Movie? Oh, I... I um, d-don't know." She squirmed. If she'd been Blushing Life, Eric bet she'd have turned solid red. "The boys enjoyed it."

"And, from what we saw in the movie, yoooou enjoyed it. How many times you cum making that vid? Five? Six?" With a hearty chuckle, Jessy shook her head, and resumed scrolling through the Terra Den receipts. "And I know you. When something's got your attention, you analyze and nerd out over it. So, what's your next movie gonna be like?"

"Um, it... it's already filmed. I'm editing it."

"Knew it. Pervert."

Natasha's frown kept returning, only to flee in a second. She, like Eric, could just not stay mad at the Gangrel for very long.

"It's uh... a b-bit of a... you know, um, reluctance fantasy."

"Oh fuck yeah." That got Jessy's attention. She stopped scrolling, and set her hand on the blankets as she smiled at her friend. "Can't wait to see it."

"Well now you w-won't! Surprising me like this, and Eric. I assume Eric d-d-didn't even know you were calling me."

"I knew," Eric said. "Not that it was a video call, though."

"See! Horrible."

The Gangrel laughed again, a hearty laugh Eric hadn't heard her do often since Julias died. Maybe that's why he was willing to do this? Much as he felt the old thrill stirring of being the center of attention for an audience, it was nothing compared to the sound of Jessy laughing.

He eased his cock out of her, and laid it upon the crack of her ass. It was hard, long, thick, and as he slid it back and forth along his girlfriend's butt, spreading some of his earlier cum, he watched Natasha through the corner of his eye. She was staring hard now, with zero effort to hide it, eyes locked on his body, his muscles, and his wet shaft easing back and forth along her friend's firm ass. Much as it was obvious Natasha thought Jessy was attractive, it didn't take much to see that Natasha was more into men than women. Jessy had to have known that, too. She was showing him off for her friend.

"Seriously though, the ball. What're you wearing? I won't be touching any kine, since Eric's my date, but that doesn't mean I won't put some goods on display. Gotta show those Carthian fucks that I'm hotter than them."

Natasha stared at her friend for a moment, before she erupted into laughter. "You w-want everyone to think you're hotter than them."

"Damn straight."

"How ab-bout... the black dress, the one you wore to Bloodlust a few w-weeks ago?"

"Yeah, maybe."

As the two ladies started talking dresses, Natasha half caught between trying to watch him, and trying to bounce ideas with her friend, Eric eased his knees back a bit, set his left hand on Jessy's thigh for support, and sank two of his right hand's fingers into Jessy's pussy.

The Gangrel groaned immediately, but he knew what would happen. It was part of the game. He got to do what he wanted to her, and she had to try and ignore him and keep talking with Natasha. So after a quick glance from Jessy, a tiniest hint of worry in her eyes, she refocused and looked back to Tash.

"How about you, Tash? Hoping you'll wear something really revealing." Her voice wavered a little. "You can do the fashion runway model thing, you know? You got the frame for it. Lots of dresses go better for a girl with your proportions, like, scarf tops that dangle over your tits."

"Um, maybe? I d-don't know. I mean, I suppose... b-but, if I bend over, then everyone could see."

"Ha, so? L--nnng!" Jessy moaned, loudly, as Eric started to finger her g-spot, hard and fast. With a rigid hand, he drove his index and middle finger straight down into her g-spot like a jackhammer, until her whole body was shaking.

The sounds of her pleasure filled the room, and the bed trembled, as the Gangrel quickly came to orgasm. She'd be on edge for forever now, he figured, since he'd been fucking her ass for so long. But the angle, the pace, none of it had been good for getting her off. If he'd lain on top of her, and started thrusting down a lot harder, then maybe. Or if he'd transformed, and relied on the sheer size of his girth, that'd have pushed her over the edge as well. But, much as she enjoyed anal sex, he knew she came easier this way.

As her insides clamped down in a desperate attempt to stop him, he kept fingering her. Tiny splashes of her juices landed on the pillow and her thighs, and he kept fingering her. She clenched like a vise, and the liquids grew until they were more than splashing, they were soaking. He kept fingering her, a consistent, fast rhythm that drove her g-spot down toward the pillows underneath her, and forced another tiny squirt from her, and another, and another, little things that went no more than an inch before soaking the pillow.

Jessy had given up keeping her torso twisted to face Natasha. She went onto both elbows again, and her head dangled between her shoulders, groans escaping her that soon turned into weak pants as she struggled to get more air; she didn't need the air, but damn she liked to make noise. Her legs were quivering, and a quick peek behind him showed her toes were curled hard.

After he was satisfied, having earned a dozen small squirts from her over maybe thirty seconds, he eased up, and pulled his fingers out of her soaking hot depths.

"M... M... Maybe s-s-s-something like.... Jennifer wore at the last ball," Tash said, her eyes wide and locked onto Jessy. "That top, um, d-dangled." Poor girl was doing her best to keep playing the game she'd noticed the two of them were playing, but Eric had already won. Everything from here on out was a victory lap.

After a few groans, Jessy lifted her head, and turned to the laptop. "Y-Yeah, something like that. I was thinking, less inner boob, and more underboob. Something that--" A moan cut her short, as Eric got comfortable back where he'd been before, set his cock against her drenched, trembling slit, and sank himself balls deep into her pussy in one, hard thrust. "Fuck!" She took a second to recover. "Uh, maybe something that... really... lets people see how tiny your waist is, and how flat your stomach is, you know?"

"I b-bet I can ask Antoinette, and she'll--" This time it was Natasha who went quiet, as Eric reached out, took each of Jessy's hands in his, and pinned them to the small of her back. She fell onto her chest, head turned to face the laptop, and Eric couldn't help smile as he saw the wicked grin on his girlfriend's face. Jessy was looking at Natasha, still trying to play the game, as if Eric wasn't affecting her, but the spasms of her insides around his cock told a different story. She was just coming down from her orgasm, and it wouldn't take much to make her cum again.

The sight of pinning Jessy's hands to her back stirred something in Natasha, as well. Her eyes locked onto him, his arms, his side, where his pelvis was snug to Jessy's ass, and most often, where his hands were wrapped tight around Jessy's wrists. What did she say, that the second movie she made was a reluctance fantasy? Getting pinned like this was probably a big kink for Natasha then.

Eric didn't want to make her feel too uncomfortable though, so he never looked at Natasha, not directly, only through the corner of his eye. Most of the time, he made sure to keep his eyes on Jessy; not like that was hard. And as he started to thrust into her, going slow for now, he watched her expression with joy as her eyes rolled up in pleasure. Every inch was met with a hard clench of her soaked insides, and he shivered as her boiling depths sent pleasure sparks down his length.

"Antoinette, right," Jessy said, voice barely more than a whisper. "I bet she'll have lots of options for you. She'll--nng... she'll have better ideas than me, but I still think you should wear a top that--nnng!... that really shows off your waist, with a bit of boob."

"I'll... m-make sure to t-tell her that, and ask, um, what she thinks." Natasha fell silent, and stared, eyes fixated on Eric and growing wider and wider by the second. He was getting faster, and now each thrust was enough to make the bed shake; must have looked like an earthquake to Tash, considering the laptop was on the bed. Each thrust also caused the fit woman's thighs and ass to ripple, in that special way that demanded Eric stare.

The laptop started to drift. Before Jessy could say anything, Eric reached out, and adjusted it, setting it between some blanket folds so it'd stop shifting. He also moved it closer to him, and pointed it directly at where he was penetrating Natasha's friend. The small, whimpering gasp from Natasha signaled he'd lined up the shot perfectly. The small vampire could now see everything, could see Eric and his body thrusting back and forth at the hip, see his cock plunging into Jessy's soaked slit, and see Jessy's ass jiggle with each impact.

Vaguely, he was aware that this was very much outside his comfort zone. He felt mostly comfortable with Natasha's presence now, and considering she'd sent a sex tape of her to her friend, a friend she knew would show it to him, it was clear that Natasha was willing to let him see her naked. Naked, and with two huge dudes pumping her full of cum, both holes. Compared to that, letting her watch him fuck her friend, a friend that very much loved this sort of stuff, seemed tame. And hell, he'd been used to putting on a show, just not this kind of show.

Damn, Jessy really was corrupting him.

By the time his second orgasm came around, Jessy had already cum twice more, groans blatant. He'd have lasted a lot longer, but she kept wriggling, squirming, trying to fight him but unable, not with pleasure running up and down her body. Each motion meant muscles clenching and milking his length, along with the random spasms her climaxes forced on her insides, and all that gripping and squeezing on his cock built up the heat underneath his testicles quickly.

He slammed his hips forward, and Jessy groaned openly. Her eyes were half open, head still turned to face the laptop, and she had a strange, almost dopey smile on her face as she came again. She was loving this. Tightening his grip on her wrists, he slowly eased out most of his length, and slammed into her again, a drastically slower rhythm, but each thrust was much harder, earning separate and defined moans from the Gangrel, and a gush of cum from him. It was leaking out of her by the third thrust.

He slipped back again, and withdrew his length, all of it, from his girlfriend. A heavy strand of the white fluid connected them, and another small gasp from Natasha announced that she could see it. He looked at her, again through the corner of his eye, and smiled as he watched the tiny woman stare at his dripping cock.

When he wrapped his hand around his girth, and started to slowly stroke it, working his and Jessy's cum back and forth along his veined skin, Natasha sat up straight with a jolt. Her eyes lit up with fire.

"I... I... g-g-g-gotta go!" And with a small, panicked motion of her arm, the call ended.

"You... scared her off. Heh, probably running to... find her boy toys and... fuck them silly." With a heavy groan, Jessy tried to push herself back up onto her elbows. "Dude, I... didn't think you'd get so into it. I mean, I've been offering threesomes and foursomes on a plate, and you kept shooting them down. I figured--" Her voice cut short as he set the head of his cock back onto her asshole, and he again sank into her. "Again? Oh... fff... uuuuck."

This time, he lay atop her, and used his greater weight to gently pin her underneath him as he began to fuck her ass again. Like this, with his cock driving toward her abs, and her body hypersensitive, he knew she'd be cumming in no time.

"Didn't think I would," he said, and he thrust, hard. She didn't just groan, she squeaked. "I used to like being in the limelight, you know? I never admitted it to myself, but I guess I did. Kinda reminded me of that." His hands found hers again, and he pinned them into the blankets, a foot over and past her head. "But, honestly, it was just seeing how much you enjoyed it, that really got me into it."

"Of course," she whispered between pants. "I'm... awesome."

"Uh huh." He slammed down into her, hard enough to make her ass jiggle despite his pelvis being pressed firm against it. It drove his glans deep into her, stretching her, and down against her pussy through the walls of her insides. Instant groans from the exhausted vampire.

"She... was really into watching... you fuck me. She likes guys."

"You don't like guys?"

"Heh, I do, but--nnng!" She turned her head to bury her face in the blankets for a second, before turning it to the side again so she could look up at him. "I'm like, sixty percent down for fucking guys, forty for fucking girls. She's more like an eighty twenty mix."

"Bisexuality on a spectrum?"

"Exactly." Nodding, she sucked in a breath as he withdrew his length, and let out another moan as he slammed down into her. He didn't thrust as hard as he would if penetrating her pussy, but she was thoroughly lubricated with lube and cum. He was in the clear to get rough.

"I did kinda like it though," he said, and he set his lips to Jessy's ear for a kiss. "Wouldn't mind doing it again, especially since we know she's making another movie. Wouldn't mind watching it with you, either."

"Awesome." Nodding, Jessy melted into the blankets, and stopped squirming or wriggling. Instead, she went limp, tiny shivers working up and down her spine, as he continued to fuck her ass with a heavy rhythm. "Think... you could transform, and let her watch... that?"

"I think transforming would fuck up any cameras watching."

"Damn."

He rolled his eyes, chuckled, and kissed her neck between thrusts. "I'd never agree to swinging. I'm way to into you for that. But, if Tash ever caught us having sex and I was transformed, I seriously doubt I'd stop fucking you. Especially when transformed."

Jessy managed her own chuckle, but a moan ripped it away. "I'll make sure to... to plant the idea in her head." Her body started to tremble again, mostly in her legs, and he made his own groan as he felt her ass clench hungrily, as her legs kicked at the bed a couple times, weak little kicks made only below the knee. "You're... into me?"

Oh good god. He chuckled again, and did not let up his pace, even as she came. The feel of her rings of muscle trying to stop his cock from sinking into her deep enough until he felt her stretching to fit him, but too wet to provide any resistance other than a milking massage, was heaven.

"Very into you."

She moaned, and unless his ears were lying to him, it almost sounded like a swoon. "Girl could... get used to... talk like that."

"Get used to it." He started to thrust a little faster, instinct demanding he satisfy the building pleasure running up and down his length. Each thrust made his glans more sensitive, more swollen, until each sent a shock of pleasure down his length, into his testicles, and into his body. Muscles clenched within, and then released, allowing the first wave of warm cum to flood up his cock, before the muscle clenched again, causing it to squirt into his lover.

"I... I think I will."

He smiled down at her trembling body as his rhythm slowed but his thrusts grew harder, the almost desperate sensation of needing to milk every wave of his cum a natural instinct taking hold of him. He sank himself into her again and again, until Jessy managed to get some breaths, and matched each thrust with a grunt and moan. And, the occasional, girlish mewl.

When he was done, he rolled over, lay next to her, and before he could say anything, she inched over to him to put the top half of her on top of him, breasts to his chest, and didn't move. Cuddle time, evidently. She'd liked what he said.

He'd liked saying it.