The Job Offer Ch. 03

Looking down and admiring the view; his slut is wearing black yoga pants and a purple sports bra that's doing a fantastic job pressing those 36 DDD together and pushing them upwards. He tries his best to lay back and relax but her ministrations are doing a number on his member. Fuck, this blowjob feels totally different to him. It feels like she is trying her best to vacuum his cock to spew its creamy goodness. Trying his best to calm himself down and not give in to the pressure being given. He then tries a different tactic and then asks, "Any news, baby?" He says with a slight moan.

Smiling to herself, she stops but continues to stroke his meaty member. She then says, "Yeah, I am really enjoying sucking your enormous cock, Master. On a distinct note, I contacted the Major about combat training for myself. He's busy this week, but is available next week to start. So, with your permission, I would like to book and begin learning. As for the search of non vampire bulletin boards, I am still hopeful of finding something soon; have some leads to tie up, but something will turn up. Just know it will. And finally, I know you were out of it yesterday but there is a new job posting, if you're interested?" She says with a crack smile and continues her ministrations.

Sam bites his lip and replays what he just heard; sounded like his partner/slut was trying to be coy and give the most pertinent information, at last. Shaking his head, he then says, "Of course I am interested. Where is it, and what do we know about the target?" Trying desperately not to blow his load just yet.

After taking all of him into her mouth, she slowly ascends with an occasional slurp till she is back up, licking the pre-cum off his tip before saying, "I figured you want to do it. I have already accepted it, on your behalf, of course. The next mission is set in San Bernardino, a 2 hour drive east of here. The target is Tiffany Wilson, a recent graduate from UCLA with a major in Entrepreneurial Business Studies. We have the usual 48 hours to get things done. The job is slightly higher than the norm, a modest $35k and $5k for additional rogues. There's more, but we can review it after this." Still stroking and squeezing the life out of him.

He then says, "How about we look at the information now and play later?" Being sneaky and wonder if she will fall for his ploy.

She then replies, "Ah no, you promised me last night that I get dibs on cream this morning. I am not letting you go and that's that." She says proudly.

Smiling down at her, he then says, "I can see that you're serious, babe, but to be honest, I was just teasing you. I know how important your morning ritual is. However, I have a feeling you're going to receive a lot more cream than you can handle, babe. Hope you can take it all without spilling a drop." He says with a laugh.

Still continuing to stroke him, she then looks up, licks her lips and whispers, "Try me!" She then goes back to giving him the best blow job of his life. Her ministrations kick up a notch and soon she is hearing his moans of ecstasy. She is deep throating him and then squeezing his enormous balls. As she moves up a bit and then back down, she hums. Soon she feels his hands combing her hair and pushing her head down into his pubes. Suddenly, she can feel him expand a bit and her inner slut smiles; it's just a matter of time now.

Sam is losing the battle and can feel the constriction of his balls. A moan escapes his lips and soon he can feel the switch has turned on to fire. Any sudden movement will set him off. He tries his best to prolong the event by holding her head, but she breaks free and continues to bob up and down to milk his cock. Then he moans, "Ah...Fuck. I am cummmminggggg!" His eyes roll to the back of his head as cock spasms and shoots rope after rope down her throat. He loses count, but she continues to bob up and down like a champ to pump the milk from his cock.

She counts the ropes and soon it passes 15; she then pulls back and continues to bob down and back up to draw more out of his cock. It's a workout, but her inner slut is ecstatic and satisfied. Sasha continues to squeeze with her hands and bob's bringing forth more cum. Once satisfied that she milked him dry; she opens her mouth to show Master how much she gained. Her mouth is full of white, creamy cum. Moving it back and forth with her tongue to play with it. Seeing his smile, she then tilts her head back and swallows. Then says, "Tasty, yum yum." With a smile.

Slowly coming back to reality, he sees his slut's mouth full of his creamy cum and wonders how many shots did he shoot this time? He smiles and watches her swallow. Then he says, "Sorry, I was enjoying it too much but wondered how many shots was it, baby?"

She smiles and then says, "15 total. 9 shots down my throat and 6 shots in my mouth afterwards. 6 shots filled my mouth full, Master. For the record, I didn't drop a single drop, and it was so tasty. It's too bad that you're tired and want to go to work; cause this little slut enjoyed you so much that it left her wet." As she crawls forward, underneath the top sheet, to give her Master a morning kiss.

And what a kiss it was; started off short and sweet, but grew from there. Any guy would get lost with a slut like his; and he almost did. Breathing heavily, perspiring a bit from the rumble tumble, they both come up for air. Clearly, they both want to continue, but a job is a job. Sam gets out of bed and stretches; his slut, not so much but pouts when she is told to get out of bed. He tells her that after this job that they should take some time off for a bit to enjoy the rewards. That gets her moving faster.

Once out of bed, she gives her Master a hug and peck on the lips. It's always a joy to feel his embrace. She loves to be in his arms but work calls. So with that, she turns around to leave the room to get ready, but feels a slight slap on her derriere. She turns her head to look at her Master, with a slight smile, but continues to head out. Time to get ready for work and get his breakfast ready.

Sam grabs the essentials before heading downstairs to eat breakfast and suiting up for work. Since the accident, he notices that certain pieces of armor aren't fitting properly, but takes the time to adjust; Within 2 hours, they are heading out to San Bernardino. It's about a 2 hour drive east of Pasadena. It's outside of LA, so traffic should be a lot better. The drive itself wasn't too bad compared to the other missions; traffic was light, and the conversation was on par. Taking the I210 East to the I15 North to Sycramore Creek Drive; they stop along the way to Burger World to get a bite to eat prior to the meet-up. Ever since yesterday, Sam's noticing that his appetite has increased. Guess with all this, extra muscle requires fuel to keep them working properly. He washes a couple of burgers, fries, and onion rings down with some raspberry sweet tea. Mmm, it was delicious, and it hit the spot. Now it's time to get to our destination and burn off these calories.

We reach our destination in no time at all; approx. 10 minutes from Burger World. Could have parked on the road, but the house sat on the corner between two streets; so best to park it in the driveway and apply the emergency brake. The house itself was a split level, with 3 bedrooms, 2.5 bathrooms and a 2-car garage. Not a bad-looking house for the money; especially for a woman who recently graduated from university.

Getting out of the vehicle, Sam walks to the back of the van and cracks it open slightly to enter. Locking the door before heading to the curtain, he pulls it back to see that his slut is in another cosplay outfit and this time, it's Lady Death. Standing upright, she is in a black leather bikini with gold accents between her breasts and sitting on top of her mound. The bikini does an amazing job around her figure. She is wearing a garter that is holding up leather thigh-high boots and don't forget the leather sleeves that hook on her middle finger, then tapers up to her biceps. With her pale skin, she is a dead ringer for Lady Death except the hair part; only if it was white. Overall, she pulls it off nicely.

It takes Sam a moment to control himself; the entire ensemble has really got him charged up; even with the twirl she gives is making his cock very noticeable. The bra just barely covers her nipples and shows off a lot of her 36 DDD. As for the panty itself, it shows off more of her ass; you would think it would be more cheeky but it looks more like a thong than anything else. Truly, he's lost for words, but shaken awake when she asks him something.

Arms stretched out, she says, "So, what do you think, Master? Do you like?" She says with a mischievous smile.

Sam says nothing but moves forward and takes her into his arms and starts making out with her. His hands are all over and resting on her derriere. He is fumbling with the buttons to his fatigues to open them up to get his cock out. Getting his member out, he slides the thong to the side, lifts her leg to get a better angle, and positions himself at her entrance. With a swift thrust upwards, he is halfway into her. Then he says, "Wrap your legs around my back!" He then grabs both of her butt cheeks, and then slams her into the back of the cab wall to get further into her. Driving his member in and out of her; he then says, "Guess this answers your question. One look and all I want to do is drive into you. I couldn't wait to after the mission; I need you, NOW!" As he kisses her passionately; grabbing her ass and lifting her up and down his cock. Fuck, she was made for me, he thinks to himself.

Her Master's reaction shocked Sasha, but is clearly not complaining. She is in awe once again with this man; taking her without a care in the world and yet giving her a lot of passion with longing. All she can do is give in to his needs. She tries very hard to control her moans of ecstasy. Since he started, she has already climaxed 3 times and he still shoving his cock into her cunt with ferocity. She breaks off the kiss to whisper in his ear, "Give it to me, Master. Shove that hard cock deep into my cunt. That's right, harder. Harder, baby. Tell everyone in San Bernardino, that I am YOURS." As she nibbles on his ear.

Hearing her confession, his thrusts go deeper and soon tapping on her cervix once again. He looks into her eyes, and can see the effect of his thrusts are doing to his slut. The orgasms keep rolling off and putting his slut deeper into the void. His balls constrict, and then cock twitches a bit and soon he is firing his first of many ropes of cum deep into her cervix; while the rest fills her up. His need is abated and places his slut on top of the metal desk. Slowly, he pulls out of her while placing her on her back to keep all the jizz from spilling out. He then walks over to her face and says, "Clean me." and soon her lips devour his cock, licking up her juices mixed with his/her cum.

She knows that when her Master leaves, she will have a snack when all that cum that was shot deep into her pussy comes out. Her inner slut is in heaven and does a thorough job of cleaning his cock. Once cleaned, he puts it away and buttons up.

He then leans down and gives his slut a kiss. Then leans back and says, "Sorry, I fucked you early, but I couldn't help myself. I know the state that you're in, but try to pull it together to get this mission done. I have a feeling that this mission will be a challenge, but I can manage it. You definitely helped settle my nerves, though, with your seductive ensemble and delicious pussy of yours. I love you, baby-girl. Oh, enjoy the snack that I left for you." As he leans in to kiss her cheek and then nibbles on her right earlobe before grabbing his metal clipboard and COMMS before heading out.

Sam stops at the cab to pull out his gear from his backpack. He attaches the razor wire to his back pocket on his waist harness, and then UV flashlight to a clip on the front of his vest. Puts on his taser gloves and then grabs his sword/walking stick. Closing the van door, he heads to the front door, rings the doorbell before opening and walking into the house. Once inside, he says, "From so-so internet service, here to check your modem." But before he finishes, he looks to his left, and standing on the bottom stairs is a set of triplets.

The triplets were all identical, however each one had a different hairstyle and color cami top on. The one with a ponytail had on a yellow top, and the short hair bob had the pink top. Both girls had blond hair, but the third triplet had shoulder length hair, but hers had green highlights and she was wearing the periwinkle top. Guess each one of them is trying to find their own identity. So he did what anyone would've done and asked, "So, which one of you beautiful ladies is Tiffany?" He says with a smile.

Tiffany raises her hand and says, "Me." The one with the ponytail; of course. The short bob girl, says, "I am Tara" and the green highlights says, "And I am Amber."

Sam scans the interior of the home. From the front door, the doorway to the garage is on the immediate left. Next to that is the stairs to the second floor, and to the left is a coat closet. As Sam tries to get away from being bottlenecked at the front door, he proceeds further into the home. Past the stairs and to the left is the kitchen area. The countertop wraps around in an octagon fashion. The counter offers a breakfast nook closest to the wall of the stairs. Just right of the breakfast nook is the grand living area, and it's huge. Immediately in front of him is a large sectional brown leather couch with a chaise seat. The middle of the wall is a fireplace and a TV above that; on either side of the fireplace are built-in white bookcases. This all sits on grey carpeting, however, the kitchen and dining area are on tile flooring. A main floor with lots of walking space; very open and nicely done.

Sam smiles and then says, "Oh, I am Sam, from so-so internet provider. Doing a routine check-up on your internet service." Taking a walk further into their home. Then says, "You have a lovely home, Tiffany." He turns around and all three are right behind him, sniffing.

The triplets stare at him and say, "You smell like a vampire, but your heart rate says otherwise."

Sam is shocked but then goes with it and says, "What does a vampire smell like? Someone the other day said the same thing." Being curious.

The girls broke up and move in various directions around them. They simultaneously and collectively say that vampires smell like ash but try using products like shampoo, deodorant and even perfume to mask it. Tara leans forward to take a whiff and says, "You also smell like 'Pussy'," She says with a smile.

Sam's shocked at their answer about what vampires smell like and all he could say was, "Huh?" And nods his head to learning something new. As for the pussy remark, he then says, "Yeah, I couldn't help myself; had to calm my nerves a bit to meet with you ladies." With a smile.

Collectively they felt up Sam but then say, "If we have known you were coming to visit us today; you could've had a foursome. Have you ever had three girls or even identical girls please you, Sam?"

Sam is giddy and having trouble to navigate with three girls moving around him. All he can do is say, "I haven't done a foursome, or even a threesome. The act alone intrigues me, but I am satisfied with my vampire slut." He says with meaning.

His answer shocked the girls and collectively say, "So, you know vampires are real. What is your true purpose here, Sam?" As they come to a complete stop; surrounding him.

This entire banter with these lovely vamps has caused him to question this mission. They don't act like rogues at all and have reclaimed their humanity. By using his senses, he can tell that they smell good. No metallic smell, no blood on their faces or in their mouths, and dressed like 'Norms'. A mission is a mission, but these aren't rogues at all. Something is a drift here and hope to understand it, but first, the mission. He then says, "Sorry ladies, I am here to take care of Tiffany, and you, Tara & Amber, are collateral damage." With all seriousness.

Collectively they say, "Are you sure, Sam? Is this what you want? We don't have to kill you, but we could do that foursome we talked about earlier. What do you say?"

Shrugging his shoulders, he then says, "I am addicted to my one and only vampire slut. Sorry, I have to refuse your foursome."

With that said, the triplets drop their fangs and extend their nails and then pounce on Sam in the middle. Pushing him to the floor.

All Sam could do was to protect his head from their nails with his vambraces. Once he reaches his limit of being scrunched down, he springs upwards and pushes all three ladies off of him. All three fly back a couple of feet: Tiffany to the couch, Tara to the closet and Amber closer to the breakfast nook. Ladies all look at each other and screech in frustration. A fight it seems to be, since the prey isn't so easy to take down. As for Sam, it's more like a dance with 3 ladies. Amber strikes first with a wide haymaker with her right arm, but it's instantly blocked with his left vambrace. Sam activates his right taser glove and punches underhand into her solar plexus; which knocks the wind out of her lungs and stuns her. With her leaning forward, he grabs the back of her head and pushes it downward and she falls to the floor, face first.

Tara takes action by flinging herself, arms extended into a superman to either hit Sam or to knock him down to the floor, but he has other ideas. Grabbing hold of her arms, he pivots and uses her forward momentum against her and flings her over the breakfast nook, hit the neck of the faucet, which breaks and water shot up. Tara continues to fly backward and hits her head on the opposite countertop, and then falls to the floor. Taking a bit of a breather, Tiffany attacks with a series of punches but are blocked rapidly by fierce blocks by Sam. Trying desperately to land a punch, Tiff decides to just rely on her nails to do some damage. With a desperate attempt, she tries to puncture Sam's chest with her nails but with a slight change of stance on his part. Her hands touch the titanium spikes and instantly her fingers are burning. She pulls back, cradling her burnt hand; this gives Sam the opportunity to strike with a forward punch. Activating his right taser glove, he strikes, hard and the electric shock of the gloves and the force of the punch, pushes her backward 15 feet over the couch and just missing the glass coffee table. She slides all the way on her back to the farthest bookcase.

Sam takes a moment, and notices that his power in his punch has changed. Perhaps Tiffany was much lighter than Jared, but clearly this punch knocked her all the way to the other side of the room; and this action perplexed him. Thinking to himself, 'What the fuck happened to him the other day? How am I able to do these things?' Taking a moment for himself cost him dearly and not reading the room properly. With dealing with Tiffany, Tara has gotten off the floor, runs and does a cartwheel over the counter, in a Matrix style fashion, and land just behind him. She grabs his head and tilts it to the left side and plunges her fangs into his right shoulder. She then siphons up some of Sam's blood and has a reaction to it.

Screaming, "What the fuck?" Sam react's to the bite. He tries dislodging her with taser fist of his left hand but doesn't do jack shit. Then he just reacts, grabs her head with both hands and turns really fast and flings her off of him. She flies back first into the wall that separates the stairs from the kitchen. Instantly, Sam was with her and plunging a stake into her chest to pin her to the wall. She hangs there dangling a few feet off the floor, screaming in pain. With his added strength, Sam was able to stake through her to the stud behind the drywall.