Vampress Threesome

Normally, one would not expect to be accosted by vampires at the book store, but there you go. Even vampires like to peruse some quality literature now and then.

Well, some of them anyway.

“Some girls night out,” said Siobhan. “When you said you wanted to shop, I was thinking more Macy’s or JC Pennies, not Barnes and Noble.”

“We’ll go buy you something shiny in a bit,” said Aislinn, with a look of practiced patience. “I want to see if the next book in one of my series is out yet.”

“Oh, fine,” said Siobhan, pouting a bit, but going along.

As the two entered the book store, Siobhan quickly scoped out the customers for want of something better to do. Most were not to her taste. Still, as she followed Aislinn to the Fantasy section, smirking at seeing the sheer number of vampire novels on display, she caught sight of one young man, sitting alone on one of the store’s stuffed chairs, reading a comic book. Siobhan chewed her lip a bit, but decided he wasn’t too bad looking for a geek, a little thin, but healthy looking. She nudged Aislinn’s arm as the redhead sifted through the paperbacks. “Hey,” said Siobhan. “Cute one at your five.”

Aislinn sighed. “I wasn’t aware we were hunting already.”

“When aren’t we hunting?”

Aislinn frowned a bit. “Just doesn’t seem to be the right place for it.”

“Oh, sod you and your books. I found a ripe one. Looks like easy pickings for you.”

Aislinn glanced over and noticed the young man, who remained oblivious of them. She thought for a moment. “Well, he is cute.”



“Come on, I’ll do the talking.”

“Oh, alright,” said Aislinn. She turned back, grabbed a couple books, and handed one to Siobhan. “Not too many people here, but we still don’t want to make a scene. Reel him in slow.”

The two women went over to where the young man was sitting, a set of four chairs surrounding a coffee table. They each sat on one of the chairs flanking him, and propped their legs up onto the table. The young man, glanced up, and did a double take as the two women sat down to either side. He took a moment to realize he was staring, then tried to forced himself to stare at the page.

Siobhan wriggled her toes a bit, and the motion drew the young man’s eyes to her foot, and from their, they traced up the length of her legs. He tried to look away, but doing so only gave him a full view of Aislinn’s legs instead. Siobhan grinned at this reaction and winked to Aislinn, who allowed herself a slight smirk. This was going to be easy pickings indeed. The two women pretended to ignore his peeks at their legs, which eventually trailed up to their chests and faces. He kept trying to focus back on his book and not stare, but inevitably, his eyes would drift towards them again. He seemed to be making a real effort not to say anything, perhaps wanting to spare himself the embarrassment of trying to talk to two women he thought were out of his league.

To his credit, he managed to last a good five minutes before he finally cracked and made an attempt at conversation, embarrassment be damned. “So, what are you two reading?” he said, trying to sound more nonchalant than his body language implied.

Siobhan inwardly sighed with relief, already bored with sitting there pretending to read. Siobhan gave the man a disarming smile, “Oh, you know, just whatever caught my eye.” She held up the book, not even bothering to see what it was.

“Huh,” said the man, eyes raised a little. Siobhan looked at the cover, then blanched and looked at Aislinn. The book was one of those cheesy harlequin romance novels.

Aislinn smiled slightly and shrugged at Siobhan. She held up a fantasy novel. “Interesting series,” she said. “How about you?”

The young man held up a superhero comic, a slightly sheepish look on his face. “They’re, uh, easy to finish in one sitting.”

“I see,” said Aislinn, smiling. The young man seemed to struggle for something else to say. Aislinn decided to ease the burden a bit. “So,” she said. “What’s your name?”

“John,” he said.

Before he could ask them their names, Siobhan cut in, “Say, I’m getting kinda hungry. You want to grab something?”

Aislinn rolled her eyes. “You have the metabolism of a six year old.” She turned to John and smiled. “Would you like to join us?”

Caught off guard by the invitation, John said, “Uh… sure… I guess. I mean, I would like that.”

“Good,” said Aislinn, and the three stood. Still a little stunned, John, followed them as they put their books back, and they left the store. Out in the parking garage, Aislinn told them to wait a moment, and she would go get her purse.

John cleared his throat, still looking nervous. Siobhan smiled at him again, and said, “You okay?”

“I just, uh, didn’t even get your names,” said John. “I don’t usually run off with two pretty ladies without getting their names, at least.”

“I’m Siobhan, she’s Aislinn. No need to be nervous. I’m trying to get my friend to be a little less stuffy, and you kind of looked like her type. Join us for dinner, and if it turns out to be a drag, we’ll let you go, okay?”

John thought it over for a moment, then nodded, smiling back. “Yeah, okay. Not like I got any plans.”

As he talked with Siobhan, he didn’t notice as Aislinn glided right up behind him, silent as a ghost. Before John knew what was happening, she hugged him from behind, and planted a light kiss on his neck. John jumped, but immediately felt a pleasant, warm sensation flow through him. It was only a kiss, but Aislinn had perfectly touched an erogenous zone, and John let out a soft sigh. As he did, Siobhan stepped into him, and kissed the other side of his neck. The warm, pleasant feeling doubled, becoming a tingle that went up his spine, causing him to shiver a bit. Both women trailed their lips up to his ear lobes, and whispered in a barely intelligible string of words John didn’t recognize. He felt something like a fog settle over him, washing away his nervousness, soothing him with warmth and shivering sensations of pleasure.

When the two women pulled back a few moments later, John was lost in his own little world. Siobhan grinned at Aislinn, who smiled despite herself. They licked their lips, tasting the salt of him, and both women found it quite delectable. They each slipped and arm through his and guided him to their car.

They eased him into the back seat of their white Cadillac, and got into the front. However, just as Aislinn started the car, they heard a low moan. Aislinn glanced at John in the mirror, and Siobhan turned to him. John was shaking his head. “Woah… think I zoned out for a second.” He looked around and jumped when he realized he was in a car. “Uh… where are we?”

Siobhan and Aislinn traded a glance. “Wow,” said Siobhan. “That was fast.”

“Indeed,” said Aislinn. “Not so easy pickings, hm?”

John was looking more freaked. “Uh, hang on, what’s happening? I thought we were walking some place? When did we get in here?”

Aislinn spoke up, in a very pleasant and non-threatening voice. “I asked if perhaps you wanted to come to our place instead of going out. You said that seemed fine.”

“No, you didn’t, and no, I didn’t,” said John. He reached for the handle, and found, to his dismay, that the door wouldn’t open. “Okay, what the hell? Did you guys drug me or something?”

“Oh, dear,” said Siobhan. “I think he found us out. Better get going.” Aislinn backed up the car and started driving.

“Hey!” said John. “Where are you taking me?” He tried the door handle again, then blinked as Siobhan slid into the backseat, so smoothly and quickly, it almost didn’t even register that she’d just hoisted herself over a car seat. John backed up from her as she leaned over him, her eyes locking onto his.

“Calm down, John,” she said. “You’re not in any danger.”

“Bullshit,” he said, yet as she leaned ever closer, he could only sit frozen, caught in her gaze.

“Oh, don’t be like that,” she said. She shifted herself up a bit to bring her cleavage more into his view. John’s gaze fell from her eyes to her chest, and he blinked. He noticed she wore no bra, and as her shirt dangled low, he could clearly see the full curve of her breasts, and the nipples which hardened as he watched. He opened his mouth to say something else, but couldn’t seem to find words. Then he shook his head and forced his eyes closed.

“Get away,” he said, and tried pushing back, despite already pressing fully against the door.

“Oh, he’s a tough one,” said Aislinn. “See, not all bookstore geeks are boring.” She grinned at Siobhan through the mirror, and Siobhan smirked sarcastically.

Siobhan looked at John again, glancing him over. She certainly did find him more intriguing now. She also could not help but notice the bulge in his pants, despite his obvious fear. Siobhan slid off her top, then reached out and settled her hand on John’s crotch. John’s hips jerked at the sudden touch, and his eyes flew open, only to immediately go wide as his gazed again fastened onto her chest. He let out a soft, “oh!” as the site of her chest mesmerized him. She rubbed him gently through the fabric of his pants, then slowly unzipped them.

Without undoing the button of his fly, or pulling his cock out, she slipped her hand into the open zipper, and beneath his shorts, cupping his testicles. She held the hot orbs in her palm and rolled them gently. John twitched at first, his balls clearly sensitive, but the rolling motion felt very pleasant. More than that, the touch was soothing and strangely relaxing. John felt his anxiety start to fade. Siobhan leaned forward and kissed his neck again.

They spent to trip back to their apartment like that, Siobhan rolling his balls, and kissing his neck, while Aislinn drove. When they pulled into the lot, John was letting out soft moans, and his hands had found the courage to reach up and caress Siobhan’s breasts, to which she responded with a similar soft moaning. When Aislinn told them they had arrived, Siobhan pulled away with great reluctance, slipping her shirt back on and zipping John up.

Aislinn let them out, and John swayed almost drunkenly, forcing the two to steady him, and guide him to the elevator. Aislinn noticed, as they waited for the elevator to open, a light sheen of sweat breaking on John’s brow. His eyes, still glazed over, seemed to be attempting to focus.

Siobhan’s mouth opened in surprise. “Good lord, this kid’s something else,” she said. “Most men are complete putty in my hand after my little ball massage.”

“Perhaps something a bit more potent, then,” Aislinn pulled John to her and kissed him fully on the lips. John’s body reacted sluggishly, as if he were fighting to stop himself, but his arms nonetheless wrapped around her, and he responded to her kiss. Aislinn found herself pleased with the feeling of his erection pressing against her abdomen.

The elevator opened, and Aislinn kept her lips locked to his, guiding his body with sinew grace into the elevator. Siobhan raised her eyebrows and whistled at the two. Aislinn looked at her with one half-lidded eye, which showed a twinkle of amusement.

Another few minutes later, and the trio slid into the ladies’ apartment. Aislinn finally broke the kiss, leaving John to stand there gasping, leaning against the wall for support. Siobhan wasted no time in stripping him naked, and both women delighted at the sight of his penis springing free, twitching excitedly. He tried to step away from the two, slurring out the word, “no…” but Aislinn was behind him again before he knew it, her lips kissing his neck once more. His body shook, both in pleasure and resistance. “St-stop…”

“You know, I’m starting to feel a little insulted,” said Siobhan, teasingly. “I like to think that for most men, even if they could shake free of our little trance, telling us to stop would be the last thing on their mind. It’s pretty clear you aren’t gay, so you’re either uncannily devoted to being celibate or you’re terrified of women.”

“He doesn’t smell like a virgin, though it has been a while for him,” said Aislinn. She breathed into John’s ear. “Are you scared of us, John? You needn’t be. We’re going to take good care of you.”

“Oh, god…” John gasped. He actually tried to jerk away from Aislinn, though the redhead held him in place easily. “I felt… your fangs…”

Aislinn looked at Siobhan, “Tsk, tsk. Trying to snack on him early, were we?”

Siobhan grinned, and her canines extended slightly into long, sharpened points. “Hey, I didn’t so much as nibble. You were the one shoving your tongue down his throat.”

“Fair enough,” said Aislinn. She again breathed into John’s ear. “Well, my friend, you have two choices. We can do this the fun way or the vicious way. The fun way, you let us play with you for a while, and maybe we don’t leave you a dried up husk in the morning. Maybe.” John let out a fearful groan. “The vicious way, we rip you to pieces and squeeze the blood out of the chunks. What’s it going to be?”

Siobhan kneeled before John, and grasped his penis, which was still rock hard, despite his fear. “Here, maybe a little sample of the fun way will ease your mind,” she said. She leaned forward and opened her mouth. John’s eyes widened as the light glinted off her teeth.

“No, no, not there…” he gasped.

Siobhan pulled back a bit, and let out a long laugh. “Oh, sweetie,” she said. “You’re so paranoid.” She then took John in her mouth, taking his full length in slowly. He was just big enough that the edges of her fangs lightly scraped the sides of his dick, causing him to shiver. He dared not try to move now, for fear getting caught on her fangs would tear him open. However, when her lips touched the base of him, she remained there, keeping him fully sheathed in her mouth, the penis head slipping into her throat. She writhed her tongue against the underside of his cock, and made swallowing motions, flexing her throat around his penis head.

John let out a ragged gasp. Aislinn held him more firmly as he squirmed from Siobhan’s ministrations. The rippling and sucking of her mouth felt alien, but unbelievably pleasurable against his cock, which stubbornly refused to share his fear, intent on fulfilling its own single-minded agenda. John felt his legs go weak, as Siobhan’s oral technique sent arrows of pleasure through his groan, causing his hips to buck against her. Siobhan clasped his hips and held him in place, so the only movement he could make was the linear flexing of his penis in her mouth.

He found himself reaching orgasm with alarming speed; even factoring in the teasing ball massage in the car, he lasted barely thirty seconds of Siobhan’s oral trick before he felt himself tensing in climax. Siobhan, however, pulled away from him at the last second, leaving his cock to jerk uselessly in the air. “Oh, fuck,” gasped John.

“Ah, ah, ah,” said Siobhan. “We’re not even warmed up yet.”

Not waiting for John’s impending orgasm to subside, Aislinn’s hands came forward, the tips of her fingers resting against John’s cock. She begun to flick her fingers in rapid little jerks, not stroking him fully, but quick little brushes, unerringly striking his hot spots with each short tap. John shuddered, gasping, as Aislinn’s fingertips tapped away at his cock. It was equally strange, yet almost more maddening for John. Each touch sent a sharp bolt of pleasure through him, but before it could take hold and carry him over, it was faded, followed up by another separate bolt, then a sharp fade, and then another bolt, a strange morse code of pleasurable sensation. In this way, Aislinn was able, with maddening accuracy, keep him hanging on the edge of release, while spacing the pleasure in exactly the right frequency of touches to keep him from going over the edge, almost literally juggling him at the edge of release. Still, despite her skill with this, it too became too much, and John’s body tensed once more as he prepared to cum. Aislinn halted just as John’s penis clenched fiercely, and a small tinge of white seeped from the tip of him. However, she had stopped just in time, and he barely managed not to go over.

The two looked at John, who was once again lost in a haze, though this time it was one of pure pleasure. Siobhan stood, and both women kissed either side of his neck again, and whispered their strange chant into his ears. His guard down, dissolved by the inhuman pleasures they visited upon him, John was unable to put up a mental defense to resist their hypnotic kisses and whispers. Within moments, he was thoroughly entranced, frozen in place. He would not move until they commanded it.

“Now then!” said Siobhan. “We can have some real fun!”

Aislinn touched the tip of his throbbing penis, causing it to jerk mightily. Another drop of fluid tinged with white seeped from the tip. She licked the drop off her finger tip and frowned a bit. “I think we wound him up a bit too much.”

“Hmm…,” said Siobhan. “Well, we can pop him real quick right now. I think he’s pretty solidly under now, it shouldn’t break the trance.”

“I don’t want to risk it,” said Aislinn. “He’s been unbelievably resistant so far. If he cums, I don’t know if we’ll be able to put him under again.”

“Hrm,” said Siobhan. “Poor kid. Guess you’ll have to do your little trick, then.”

Aislinn chuckled. “He’s pretty tough. I think he can handle it.”

Aislinn whispered into John’s ear once again, but this time spoke in clear English, though he voice maintained a orgasmically sultry tone. Like a hypnotist planting instructions into her subject’s psyche, Aislinn commanded John to remain just as highly aroused and hard as he was right now, but that he would not orgasm until a very specific event triggered it. John consented to these instructions with a moan and a nod.

The two waited a moment for the commands to really settled, then Siobhan decided to test it. She grasped his penis, and gave it several firm strokes. John cried out, and his hips bucked sharply, his penis clenching hard. However, no orgasm was forthcoming. Siobhan giggled and Aislinn smiled slyly. “Come to the bedroom, John,” she said, and the entranced young man helplessly obeyed.

Once they entered to room, they had John lay down on a four-poster bed. Deciding not to take chances, they pulled out several ties, they bound his hands and wrists to the posts, then slipped a blindfold over him, as well as a gag. Then the two women stripped, causing John to moan as he realized he was being cheated out of seeing them naked. Feeling mischievous, Siobhan topped off his bondage by sliding her now quite damp panties over his head, settling the crotch over his nose. John’s nostrils flared as he took in the scent, and he let out a pitiful whimpering, until Aislinn commanded him to be silent.

They climbed into bed with him, and this time, Siobhan cupped the head of his penis. She slowly swirled it in lazy circles, causing John to shudder. Aislinn, meanwhile, tickled her finger tips along his shaft again. Despite the command for him to be still and silent, he began to writhe and moan.

“So, who gets his cock first?” said Siobhan.

Aislinn thought. “Well, you got to play with him in the back while I drove,” she said. “So, I should get him first.”

“Ah, come on, I didn’t get anything out of it,” said Siobhan. “And I’m craving it more now!”

“Well, then,” said Aislinn. “Race you?” Before Siobhan could react, she reached over, and hooked two fingers into Siobhan’s wet pussy. Siobhan let out a gasp, and quickly returned the favor. The two women situated themselves so that they could curl up against the bound and helpless John as they fingered one another, working each other’s clit with their thumbs as they caressed each other’s inner walls. Soon, both women were panting heavily, their hot breath tickling John’s ears, their moans and grunts and shivers tantalizing him with the knowledge that he was sandwiched between two women pleasuring themselves and completely ignoring his throbbing penis.

Eventually, Siobhan couldn’t take it, and her breath dissolved into a series of sharp gasps and high moans as she climaxed. “Oh, Aislinn,” she breathed as she bucked into her lover’s hand, letting Aislinn go. Aislinn eased her down, holding Siobhan as the brunette shivered. Aislinn’s finger came away glistening, and she presented them to Siobhan’s mouth. Siobhan eagerly suckled Aislinn’s fingers, tasting herself.

Aislinn slid atop John and scooted back to let his hard cock slide into her. Despite her quick victory over Siobhan, Siobhan’s own fingers had riled her up just as quick, and Aislinn found herself climaxing after only a few thrusts onto John’s cock. However, she didn’t stop, and continued her movements. Siobhan, frowning, but deciding to go along, got up into kneeling position and curled up behind Aislinn. She caressed and squeezed Aislinn’s breasts with one hand, kissed her neck and shoulders, and with her other hand, gently rubbed Aislinn’s clit. Siobhan pressed herself against Aislinn’s rump, and guiding Aislinn’s hips with her own to move her a slow, but steady rhythm to allow a long, slow build up. At this pace, Aislinn’s next climax was slow to build, but quite intense once it hit, wracking her body with pleasure.

A few moments later they switched places, with Siobhan slowly grinding on John’s cock, and Aislinn adding to Siobhan’s pleasure with her mouth and hands. Below them John shook and cried and moaned, sucking in pussy-scented air through the panties on his nose and mumbling poor attempts at pleas through his gag. The women’s pussy’s drove him to the brink and beyond, but he could not cum; almost as maddening was the fact that he could not see them as they writhed nakedly atop him.

They fucked him for hours. When Siobhan came, they switched off again, this time with Aislinn riding him in reverse cowgirl, so she and Siobhan could kiss passionately, both of Siobhan’s hands tending to her breasts. Then, Siobhan was riding him again, Aislinn tending to her. Back and forth, over and over.

At several points, they would stop, and both would tease his cock with their mouths. Oh so lightly, they would scrape along his shaft with the points of their fangs; this would cause little beads of blood to form along his shaft, not enough for serious injury, but just enough that the women could get a good taste of him; the little cuts healed quickly, but the effect was like coating his cock with chocolate sauce, their tongues greedily lapping and slurping along his cock, creating oddly pleasurable stings all along the length. With nearly Herculean effort, they went back to fucking him, their superhuman stamina making sure they never tired, their hypnotic whispers and suggestions forcing John to endure as they ravished him.

Finally, the first rays of dawn could be seen peeking through the blinds, and the two women decided it was time. Thoroughly satisfied sexually, the two had worked up quite an appetite. Keeping him bound, they curled up against John, who was now shaking like a leaf, his exhausted body still feebly bucking. His enraged penis jerked in constant futile attempts to force an orgasm he could not unlock on his own.

The two women each fastened their mouths to either side of his neck. This time, however, they did not merely kiss him. Their fangs fully extended and they bit him. For a moment, John stiffened as pain mixed with overwhelming pleasure. And then, as his blood filled their mouths, he felt something within him break, and he CAME. The word orgasm could not do justice; cum exploded from his dick like a shotgun blast, drenching all three of them in his seed. Pleasure radiated from his groin and his neck and surged through his body in massive waves. John screamed and he thrashed once more, so hard he actually snapped his bonds. He clutched at both women as they drank of him, not even bothering to take off the bonds on his face, having only strength left to clutch and cry.

They drank deeply of him, slowly draining him for nearly an hour, and the orgasmic pleasure burned his whole being the entire time. When they were finally done, the two women withdrew their mouths, letting out sighs of utter contentment. They had learned that during climax, a human’s life force surged with energy, adding an extra kick to the act of feeding; spending all night riling him up and withholding his climax until the very peak had given them a charge so potent, they wouldn’t need to feed again for a week.

The two whispered once more into John’s ears, and the poor, exhausted boy immediately fell into a dreamless, recuperative slumber. The two women drifted off to sleep next to him. Even if he woke up first, he would be too weak to move, and would be no danger to them. In the evening, they would nourish him back to health, and then decide what to do with him from there. Both liked the idea of a new manservant.

And if that didn’t work out, the werewolves next door might be able to have some fun with him.

END.