My Little Ventrue Pt. 03 Ch. 04.5

That didn't change how sexy he was. Every day he got a little more confident, and every day it made him a little sexier. Even now, as he crawled onto the bed with his shaft already hard between his legs, he offered Ashley a tiny grin. Not his usual, shy, quiet smile, but a real grin, a sexual I'm-looking-forward-to-this grin. Made her want to wrap her legs around him right there; but she had to wait. Not part of the plan. And she had to be careful. Jack was Antoinette's romantic love, and if Ashley got a little too bold, she might get a slap for it.

"Ok, Julee! Get naked, and lie down on your back."

Her friend, grumbling and giving her the evil eye, slid out of her underwear and shirt, and lay on the bed. On her back like that, she looked like a meal, and Ashley shivered when she looked at the mistress and the mistress's love. They were looking at Julee like she was, indeed, a meal, licking their lips and eyes roaming her body. Guess Jack could still eat, despite his full belly. Kindred could do that, she knew, eat until they were overindulged. Didn't do anything to a vampire other than give them more energy.

"Are we to enjoy ourselves, my pet?" Mistress said.

"Yes, yes! Feast on her." Ashley, vibrating with energy, sat herself by Julee's head, and grinned the biggest, evilest grin she could as Antoinette and Jack got onto their knees beside the meal. Girl probably thought she was going to feed both vampires in a glorious double-bite Kiss. Very pleasurable, but not what Ashley wanted to see tonight.

Antoinette leaned over, whispered something to Jack, and offered Ashley a sly, devil wink, before the busty woman knelt down over Julee's side. Jack took up a kneeling position on her other side. All three of them, smiling down at the defenseless Julee. It was enough to have her friend squirming, nipples hardening, and her thighs pressing together. A bona fide feast.

The Prince held up her hand, stopping Jack from joining in. Oh, oh! The Prince wanted Julee first, before Jack got to have her. She lay beside her ghoul, huge breasts squished to the prey's chest, and she set her lips upon Julee's neck while her fingers danced down the girl's naked stomach, before finding her clitoris.

Julee's moans were quick to come. The Prince was a true master, able to summon the girl's arousal in mere seconds with just the correct amount of pressure, the right motions, the gentle caress that trapped her clit between two fingers. Ashley bit her lip at the sight of Julee's bare, smooth pussy under the Prince's finger, and how her thighs rubbed together while she wriggled like a worm on a hook.

"Are... you are all going to... watch?" Julee said.

"No." Antoinette leaned in closer, and put her lips on Julee's neck. "I am preparing the meal."

Julee's moans turned into a squeal, and then quiet mewls, as Antoinette started to drink her. God, it was so hot how Julee's arms came up and half-hugged the Prince, even as her blood drained away, and the Prince continued to play with her clit. Far faster a jump to the Kiss than Julee was used to, no doubt. She probably thought Ashley was getting her out of the way, so Ashley wouldn't have to share the mistress and Jack with her friend tonight.

Oh how wrong she was.

Antoinette was so good. So good, and beautiful, and amazing, and so skilled! She drank Julee very slowly, slower than Ashley had thought possible, and she leaned over her friend to smile down at her as Julee melted away. All the while, the mistress continued to gently massage Julee's pussy, her labia, her clitoris, in that special way she did when she wanted to get the girl's horny, but not let them cum.

Until she got just a little rougher, and pushed her over the edge. Julee whimpered, almost sobbed, as her hips pushed upward against the Prince's hands, and her body shivered with the pleasure waves Ashley knew well. That sweet, delicious orgasm during a Kiss, the way bliss rippled through the muscles down to the toes, and the Kiss forcing the muscles to relax between clenches so the pleasure wouldn't stop. It just pulsed through you, flowed outward from between the legs up into your chest and forced you to feel every wave of the orgasm. Even a sharp, quick one from the clitoris was an exhausting experience during the Kiss. Exhausting, and soaking.

Antoinette raised her head, and smiled down at the victim. Ashley did too, cause damn how could she not. In only a few minutes, Julee had gone from zero arousal, to arousal overload. Blushing skin, wet thighs, panting whimpers, and half-closed eyes. The Kiss was so damn awesome. Ashley could have breathed on Julee's neck and probably made her cum again.

"Still with us?" she said to her friend.

Julee managed a wavering squeeeee.

Laughing, Ashley lay down by her friend's head, and waited. The Prince tapped Jack on the shoulder and motioned for him to move to Julee's legs. And as he did, Antoinette picked Julee up like a feather, and flipped her over.

"Mm... what... what're you..." Poor girl was totally exhausted, drained of blood, and oozing sex. Literally. Flipping her showed the copious amounts of her juices dripping down her bare thighs; damn girl didn't need the Kiss to get super horny in seconds. But the Kiss made it all the better.

Jack got behind her between her legs, and pulled up on her hips. Poor girl was soon on her knees, ass in the air, arms limp and strewn across the blankets, face and cheek to the bed.

"I know you've been wanting to ask Jack to give you a proper fucking," Ashley said. "Welp, you took too long!"

"Wha... what? Nnnnn!" Her silly attempts to communicate disappeared into a loud squeak as Jack lined his cock up with her entrance, and yanked her toward him. Her tight little butt jiggled for a moment as it impacted against the boy's lower abdomen, complete with the wet smack of flesh against soaked flesh.

"Oh my," Antoinette said. She lay down as well, opposite of Ashley alongside Julee, so all three of their heads were next to each other with Julee between them. "A beast has taken you, my precious."

"W... wait... please, I... can't..." Julee was too exhausted to do much with her arms. They were limp on the bed, but as Jack again slammed his cock into her hard enough to make her shake, she managed to slid them forward along the blankets, and grip them in her fingers. Trying to pull herself away from him.

God that was hot.

Ashley adjusted herself a bit so she was laying parallel to Julee and Jack. She leaned in, and kissed her friend on the cheek, the ear, the neck, the lips. Had to be careful with the way Jack was pounding her; each thrust made her whole body shake, and each earned a whimper from her. Normally, such rough treatment might have earned louder grunts and moans, but the poor girl was drained. Helpless. Unable to escape Jack's rough thrusts.

Julee's eyes rolled upward as she started to shake. Her whimpers turned into tiny gasps as she struggled to breathe, and her body started to tremble on its own as Jack fucked her harder. Ashley raised a brow as she looked over at the boy, and licked her lips as she watched his muscles flex with his thrusts. Such a sexy little man; couldn't wait to ride him after, assuming Antoinette would let her.

Familiar squeaks came out of Julee, the delightful, intoxicating sound of orgasm. Ashley set a hand on Julee's naked spine, and tickled her fingers up and down her body as her friend started to cum. The girl's hands squeezed the blankets with all the strength she could muster — which was fuck all — and Ashley giggled as she leaned down to kiss the girl's shoulder while Julee trembled. Jack slowed down, eased his rapid thrusts into slow, deep motions. He'd learned from Antoinette well.

Antoinette did the same as Ashley, sliding down a little so she too was parallel to Julee and Jack. "Already? My sweet little pet, I'm afraid the beast has only begun with you."

Ashley giggled. Calling Jack a beast. He was a Kindred, but he was a small man. Deliciously sexy, but hardly a beast. Antoinette was stroking his ego; the key to any man's loins, she'd told the girls before. And it seemed to be working, as Jack grinned down at the helpless ghoul, and started to pound into her again.

"P... please... need... breath..." Again, her words were cut short as Jack's thrusts reduced her to a shaking mess.

Antoinette leaned in, planted a kiss on her ghoul's cheek, and set her hand along Julee's back next to Ashley's. She joined her in teasing the girl's back, her ears, her neck, her shoulder blades, the small of her back. All a pleasant juxtaposition to Jack's rough pounding he was giving the woman. Wasn't like a man would last very long fucking that hard and fast, but where Julee had already been reduced to a sopping wet mess of arousal before Jack had even touched her, Jack hadn't been touched at all. He still had a good few minutes of some hard fucking in him, Ashley bet.

He may have, Julee may have not. Her whimpers melted into gasping pants, and her legs started to tremble. She was trying to fall over, her last defense against the boy's relentless assault, but he had her hips tight in his grip, and he continued to plunge into her despite her attempts to escape, despite her begging, despite her blatant need for a break.

So. Fucking. Hot.

The sound of wet flesh slapping grew louder. Ashley craned her head to see under where Julee's torso was collapsed to the sheets, ass in the air. Hard to see with the shaking body parts and the darkness underneath her, but with a little effort, Ashley got to watch where Jack was penetrating her.

Juices were trickling off his balls and splashing over the girl's stomach with each thrust. A lot of them. Every so often, Jack slammed into her and stayed there, balls deep, and he groaned as a tiny trickle of fluids ran down his balls again. He withdrew until only the tip of him was still inside her, and then he slammed into her again. And again, Julee's cum dripped from his body. He pulled out completely and set his cock underneath her cunt. Without his cock filling her, Julee squirted another tiny stream onto the shaft between her legs, before Jack realigned himself and buried his dick to the hilt again.

Julee, squirting. She only did that when Antoinette decided to get really dominant with her, choke her and finger her into oblivion. Ashley had a sneaking suspicion her friend would let loose more in bed with Jack if she was rendered an exhausted mess from the get go. Plan successful.

Julee's hands were no longer gripping the blankets; they'd gone limp instead, fingers lax, just like all of her despite her quivering. Even her panting had grown quiet—but still consistent. And Jack had slowed down to a more manageable fucking rhythm. Guess he wanted to last a little longer.

Ashley got onto her knees beside Jack, and hooked one arm across his back, hand over his further shoulder, so she could look down at Julee and see what he saw. Damn, that tight little ass really was jiggling with the impact. She reached out and put a hand on Julee's butt, squeezed and gripped it, and her hand rubbed up against Jack's as he continued to pound into the girl.

"Gonna cum soon?" she said.

"Y-Yeah, just... she's... soaking me..." His eyes were staring, on fire, penetrating the limp thing skewered on his cock. Almost looked like he was in a frenzy of need.

"My my." Antoinette leaned down over Julee's face, turned it to look at her, and she planted a few kisses on her cheek. "Are you drenching my love, Julee? Naughty girl." She slipped her beautiful fingers around Julee's neck; always a turn on for Julee. She didn't squeeze though, didn't tighten or choke, just wrapped the girl's throat in a gentle grip while Jack fucked her, fucked her into a wet mess.

They definitely had to do this again in the future.

"Jack," the Prince said, "would you like to finish the Kiss upon your prey?"

The man needed little encouragement, apparently. He reached down for Julee's body, pulled up on her waist until she was kneeling upright, back to his chest, arms dangling, head hanging forward. A little maneuvering caused her head to lull backward onto Jack's shoulder, and Jack obliged with a bite to her neck.

Ashley crawled around to kneel in front of Julee. Watching her spasm, convulse, shake as Jack started to Kiss her, suck the last bit of energy out of her, was euphoric. Jack's hands were all over her, hugging her, desperate to keep her snug to him as he continued to fuck her. Fucking his meal, as he came inside her.

"Fuuuuuuck." Ashley looked down, and felt her knees quiver as she watched the cum leak out of Julee. Both of their cum. The girl was slipping into full-on post-Kiss coma, but still barely conscious, free to moan as Jack suckled on her neck. Moan, and not much else. So weak, so tired, body collapsed backward against Jack's chest as she shivered, and more of her cum dripped from his cock. Every so often, she squirted a tiny splash of juices, making a great mess of cum along their legs as she trembled.

And even once she was out like a light, Jack continued to fuck her. He squeezed her body tight to his, licked the bite wound until healed, but the boy still had a few more thrusts in him. Poor, sleeping Julee, cum dripping down her thighs into a pool of wetness between her knees, unable to defend herself from the 'beast's' advances, from his lust as he spent the last spurts of his cum into her sleeping body and drenched pussy.

Definitely do this again, and film it, so they could show it to Julee... and then do it to her again.

Jack set Julee down gently beside him, and looked down at himself. Some of his fluids were still on his cock and testicles, but really it was Julee who'd made the huge mess. Boy was still hard though; belly full of blood did that. And both vamps in the room had exactly that going on.

But Antoinette had more self control than the three of them combined. With a slow, hypnotizing sway of her body, she undid the clasp of her bra and let her massive breasts fall free. And then she tossed aside her underwear, leaving her curvy body naked for the two of them to gawk at. She pushed herself back along the bed until she put her back to the bed's mountain of pillows braced against the headboard. Sitting up like that, she spread her legs a little, and motioned for Jack to come to her.

"Come to me, mon amour," she said, French accent dripping. So cheesy on anyone else, so perfect and earned on the mistress.

Jack crawled over to her, between her spread legs, and kissed her. She was so much taller than Jack, she was like a comfy bed Jack could lay into. And he did. Often. Ashley couldn't blame him, she did too. She crawled over as well, and cuddled up against Antoinette's side. Jack may have been Antoinette's romantic love, but she was her precious, her ghoul, her friend, all before she ever met Jack. She deserved some of the action too.

"Have I been neglecting you, ma petite?" Antoinette reached out with her closer arm and slipped it around Ashley's shoulder and back. Perfect for cuddling. It was also the perfect position for Ashley to nudge her nose into the side of Antoinette's breast.

She may not have been as obsessed with the mistress's breasts as Jack — typical man — but that didn't change that Antoinette had absolutely massive breasts. Like, ridiculously massive. And so damn soft, with just the right amount of firmness to keep a good shape and—ok maybe she was a little obsessed.

She smiled into Antoinette's breast, and planted a few kisses along the underside. Jack had to move a little to make room for her, still kneeling between the mistress's legs. But, he grinned at her as he watched, before he leaned down to plant his own kiss along the same breast.

"No, get your own." She pushed at him with her arm, but only lightly, enough to inch him toward Antoinette's other breast. The mistress laughed, and ran her fingers through Ashley's hair. Mmm, fingers, in hair. She melted into Antoinette's touch, placed a few more kisses along the contours of her breast, before her lips found the Prince's nipple. Large, puffy, aroused.

Jack did the same with her other breast, though he cast Ashley a few glances as he did. She knew that look, that was a sneaky playful look. And getting a sneaky playful look from the gorgeous boy as he gently suckled on the mistress's nipple was god damn fucking arousing.

"Am I still in charge?" she said.

"Mmhmm. For tonight, you may do as you wish."

"Then, uh... can Jack and I... play with you, for a while?"

Antoinette smiled, a loving, tender smile, and her roaming hand found the back of her head to cradle her. "Oui."

Jack slid out from between the Prince's legs and lay beside her, opposite of Ashley. Antoinette brought her legs together, one knee slightly bent, and hooked her other arm behind Jack's back and neck to cradle him the same way she was with Ashley. Tall as she was, the two shorter people in the bed fit into the crevice of her arms against her sides, and suckled on her breasts.

Ashley peeked down the mistress's legs to Jack, and licked her lips at the sight of his cock rubbing against the Prince's leg. Still wet, still soaked in cum. But the boy was more than content to wait and shift the focus to pleasing the mistress, based on the look Ashley found in his eye. On his side, he set his free arm upon the mistress's stomach, and teased along her flat belly while his lips planted more kisses along the breast that fell toward him, spilling off the sides of Antoinette's ribs with its size and weight.

It was really distracting. He was just so into it, gentle despite the hunger in his eyes, circling Antoinette's puffy nipple with his tongue so Ashley could see it peeking out from under his lips. Then he leaned in closer, let the softness of the mistress's breast mold to his face lightly, and suckled. Like a baby. Like a sexy, lean, handsome baby. Weird train of thought.

Ashley did the same thing as Jack. She snuggled into the Prince's side, and started to suckle on the mistress's nipple. In the past, breast play with the Prince was always arousing and enjoyable, but it was a precursor to sex. With Jack, he seemed almost satisfied with nothing but suckling on the Prince's nipple, and Antoinette seemed... overjoyed with it. Not overjoyed like giggling and squealing like Ashley or Julee might, but her subdued smiles and quiet moans had mountains of weight, mountains of bliss held within them. And arousal. There was no denying the Prince was getting very very horny as the two younglings suckled on her breasts, her body letting out tiny shivers every so often, and her nipples hard and engorged. Far more aroused than she normally became from having her breasts touched. Jack had learned to not squeeze breasts, but to instead caress the curves with his fingers, and to kiss more than just the nipple, but around it, below it, beside it, all around the areola and everywhere else.

Ashley giggled. Antoinette raised a brow when she looked her way, but Ashley hid her face in her breast, and resumed suckling on her body. A kiss here, a kiss there on and around the swollen nipple filling her mouth, and Antoinette again moaned. Those quiet moans were her real moans, the ones she gave when she was getting close to cumming. Testing her hypothesis, Ashley slid a hand down Antoinette's waist, along her bare mons — so perfectly smooth — and down the lips of her pussy. Completely drenched. Hypothesis was now a working theory, Jack's persistent and consistent breast worship was turning Antoinette into a hornball for breast play.

Unable to stop herself, she sank her fingers into Antoinette's pussy. Three of them, more than enough to stretch the mistress's cunt open.

"Oh. Little imp." Antoinette's hand gave her ear a little pinch, before resuming cradling the back of her head. The mistress melted back, and a quiet purr escaped her as she relaxed against the bed, closing her eyes, and letting her hands drift down until they too were limp along the blankets.