When it comes to Sookie, Eric can’t think straight. But when his very existence is threatened, he must decide if she really is worth it.
Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.
Thank you to my dear friend Laurie, who willingly let me write her into Getaway. I’m not so sure she knew that I had any intention to make her the star of her own one-shot, so I just hope she’ll still love me in the morning.
Opalsfire, I would not have even known where to start with this story without your ideas and encouragement. Thank you so very much. Of course, my gushing thanks wouldn’t be complete without big love to SeriousCrush, editor extraordinaire! Thank you for supporting me every step of the way and working for me, no matter how tired you are. I love you forever. VintageManniqueen offered wonderful suggestions and helped me put the final touches on this little story, so I offer my thanks and will gladly pay your bill for ruined panties (her words, not mine :)).
VintageManniqueen and TriceNorthman, this is for you…sorry you had to wait so long for it!
This one shot begins during chapter one of La Vie En Rose (when Sookie lets Pam borrow their sex swing), but it has nothing to do with Sookie and Eric. Haven’t read Getaway and La Vie En Rose? What are you waiting for?
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Kitten & Sugar Pie
The second I bid farewell to Eric and Sookie, I ran as fast as I could to Laurie’s house. I knocked once before opening the door. Laurie was in the kitchen with her head inside the fridge. I sped across the kitchen floor silently and ran my hands down her back and cupped her ass.
A loud thunk echoed through the kitchen and then Laurie was facing me, clutching her heart. “Sweet Jesus, Pam, you scared the shit out of me.” She rubbed the back of her head and grimaced.
“I hope you don’t mean literally,” I sassed, looking around her body.
Laurie put her hands on her hips, “No. I don’t mean literally. You’re sick!”
“Me?! You said it!” I said. “What were you doing in there anyway?”
“Getting water for our walk, but I couldn’t find my bottle. I tucked it in there somewhere…”
I opened the fridge door and crouched down in front of it. “Your green one? It fell behind this container. Damn woman, don’t you throw anything away?”
Laurie shrugged sheepishly and wrinkled her nose. It was adorable. I handed her the bottle, and when she opened her mouth to thank me, I kissed her. I loved the way her soft warm body melted against me when I touched her. Pretty soon, her arms wound around my waist, and she pulled me closer to her. I could feel the heat of her body through the thin layer of my jogging suit, which reminded me of my good news.
“I have a surprise for you…” I said as I pulled away.
Laurie slowly opened her eyes and smiled with swollen pink lips. “What is it?”
“You do know what a surprise is, right?” I asked. The thought of Laurie strapped into the sex swing made my fangs slide down.
Laurie let out a huff of disappointment. “Yes. I do. Do I ever get to know what it is?”
It was strange being in Eric and Sookie’s house without them here. I made my way to the room down the hall and found the sex swing and stand tucked neatly in the corner. Sookie had told me briefly how to take it apart, and indicated that the box and the instructions were under the bed. I disassembled the stand in no time and had all the parts tucked inside the box. I put the swing on top. When I picked up the box, I saw the words ‘Bondage Ready!’ on the side, and had a sudden stroke of inspiration. On the way back to my house, I stopped at a craft store.
Wearing a casual skirt and blouse, I blended in perfectly with the other shoppers as I perused the aisles of ribbon. I would need something wide, soft, and pink. I found the perfect spool and sighed in frustration when I realized I had to buy it by the yard. I stalked over to the cut table and took a number. While I waited for my number to be called, I looked at the bins of glitter pens and magnetic mirrors. Tucked in the bottom of a pile of ‘spa’ socks, I found a Hello Kitty night mask. It was soft, silky and perfectly pink, just like the ribbon.
“I would like two yards, please,” I said to the perky young woman unrolling my ribbon at the cut table.
“This sure is pretty! What are you making? Binding a baby quilt?” she asked, looking at me with doe eyes.
I couldn’t help myself. “Oh, I’m going to use it to tie up my girlfriend before I fuck her senseless,” I quipped.
The young woman nodded blankly and smiled uncomfortably, “Will that be all?”
“Sure is, honey. You’re not my type.”
She let out a little squeak of terror and pushed the ribbon and the receipt across the table.
I put the folds of ribbon and the Hello Kitty mask on top of the box in my car. Now I just needed to be patient. Laurie was in parent teacher conferences tonight, one of the aspects of teaching 7th and 8th graders that she dreaded…dealing with their parents.
My whole night was planned. I already had reservations for dinner, and after a few more minutes, the stand would be reassembled in my bedroom. I put the swing back in the box…it could wait until next time. I cut the ribbon into four equal pieces and attached them securely around the bondage loops on each side, top and bottom. The ribbon hung against the metal stand and pooled on the ground near the ankle restraints. The contrast was stark, soft pink silky ribbon against black matte metal. It looked beautiful. I hung the mask from the top center hook, where the swing would normally be suspended. A ripple of excitement moved through me.
The lights were on at Laurie’s house, and I could hear the shower running. She had the habit of leaving her front door unlocked, so I let myself in and made my way down the hall. It was too tempting to resist. I opened and closed the bathroom door, pressing my back against the wall.
“Pam?” Laurie asked.
“No, I’m an intruder.”
“Sounds like Pam.” Laurie opened the curtain and peaked out. “Looks like Pam.” She disappeared back behind the curtain and then spoke through the cascade of water, her words sounded wet and warm. “I think the only definitive way for me to know if it’s Pam is if you kiss me.” Laurie turned the water off and pulled the curtain open all the way. Rivulets of water slid down her skin, dripping from her delicious pink nipples.
“You might get more than a kiss…” I warned as I moved to her in a blur of speed. I pushed my tongue between her lips and moaned when she bit me playfully. I put my hand between her legs and pushed a finger between her slippery thighs, grazing her swollen wet sex. Her mouth softened as she sighed and leaned against my hand. I reluctantly pulled away from her and gave her a fangy smile. “Come on, we have dinner reservations.”
Laurie grunted and was breathing heavily. “Now?” I nodded my head. “Alright. Hand me that towel?” I happily obliged wrapping it around her body and holding her hand while she stepped out of the tub. She combed her hair back away from her face, and sauntered her way out of the bathroom. On the way down the hall, she loosened the grip on her towel, letting it hang open. Her ass swayed back and forth with each graceful step. She looked over her shoulder to make sure I was watching. I was.
Laurie switched on a light on her dresser and dropped her towel on the floor. “Oops,” she said innocently. I growled and she giggled. “What do you think I should wear? This one?” She held a lapis blue jersey knit dress against her body. I nodded my head numbly. The cowl neck scooped low, revealing the top of her breasts, and the soft thin material clung to her nipples and to the curves of her hips and belly. “Okay, I’m ready,” she announced. Words failed to form as she brushed past me, letting her fingers trail across my hips. “Where are you taking me?”
“Right here if you’re not careful,” I whispered.
“Is that a promise?” Her eyes sparkled and she rushed back into my arms, pressing her soft body against me. She licked my fang, which nearly pushed me over the edge.
I grabbed her shoulders firmly. “I am taking you out to dinner, where I plan on getting you nice and relaxed with a couple of glasses of wine, and then we are going back to my place, where I have a surprise waiting for you.” I spoke between clenched teeth, determined not to bite her and fuck her and rub myself all over her right here and now.
“Okay, Kitten,” Laurie said in a sweet voice. “Lead the way. I promise to behave…mostly.” She smacked my ass and then ran for the door. I wasn’t sure I would be able to make it through dinner.
Laurie talked about the nightmare of her final day of parent conferences, and was relieved it was Friday so she didn’t have to worry about another evening from hell. I struggled to focus on what she was saying. When she laughed and threw her head back, her neck pulsed and seemed to call out to me. Everything she did was sensual. The way she touched the corners of her mouth with her napkin, the way she stretched and tucked her foot under her other leg while she ate, the way her breasts jiggled when she laughed. She was the most beautiful being I had ever encountered.
She mentioned that her feet were sore from being on them all day, so I happily offered to rub them for her. She leaned back in her seat and pushed her left foot into my lap and closed her eyes. I gripped her delicate foot firmly, rolling my thumbs up the center of her arch. She moaned and arched her back. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her nipples, which were jutting skyward. I wanted to rip her dress off of her and suck them into my mouth. Instead, I took her other foot and rubbed it. Despite the stares we were getting from the other customers around us, I continued to rub her feet until I could hear her pulse slow down and her breathing even out. “Sugar Pie, it’s not time to sleep…I have plans for you.”
“Mm, plans. Mm hmm. Yep, I’m awake,” she said slowly as she smiled at me and opened her eyes. “Thank you for that, you have very talented fingers.”
I cocked my eyebrow. “You know it.”
I finished the last of my synthetic blood and paid the bill, shushing Laurie when she offered me money. “My plan, my treat.”
The air between us on the ride to my house was filled with anticipation. Laurie was relaxed and ready. I pulled her into my house and stopped in the living room. “Wait here. I have something.” I ran down the hall, grabbed the Hello Kitty mask and returned to the exact spot I had left seconds before.
Laurie looked at my hands and the corners of her mouth tugged into a smile when she saw what I was holding. “That is adorable! Is that for me?”
“Do you trust me?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said breathlessly.
“Good,” I said as I collided with her. I locked my mouth on hers and thrust my tongue between her teeth. She tugged my blouse out of my skirt and unbuttoned it quickly, letting it hang on either side of my breasts. Her warm hands cupped my breasts and her thumbs played across my nipples, making them even harder than they were moments ago. I shrugged out of my blouse, letting it fall in a pool around my feet. Her slender fingers slipped under the waistband of my skirt and lowered the zipper until it joined my blouse. She gave me a hungry look as her eyes raked down my naked body.
I lifted the hem of her dress, slowly exposing her soft freckled thighs, and then her full round hips. The patch of neat fiery curls between her legs glistened in the soft light. I could smell her arousal, and it took every ounce of control in my body to wait to taste her. I moved her dress up further, the thin material catching on her breasts. When I lifted the garment all the way off of her head, her breasts bounced. I groaned and leaned over to give each one a kiss, trailing my tongue in the valley between them. Laurie keened and arched her back, thrusting her breasts into my face.
I dropped her dress on the floor and handed her the mask. “Put this on.” It wasn’t a request. Laurie obeyed and smiled wickedly, covering her eyes and smoothing her wavy red hair down. I interlaced my fingers through hers and led her down the hall to my bedroom. Our soft footprints echoed quietly against the walls until we were in my room.
“Are we in your room?” Laurie asked.
“Yes. Come with me,” I said as I pulled her until she was standing under the frame adorned with ribbons. “Stand right here. Now give me your right hand.” I tied it quickly. Laurie squeaked as the ribbon tightened and pulled her arm snugly against the metal frame. “Left hand.” Laurie obeyed quickly, trying to touch me before I retrained her. “Now spread your legs for me.” Laurie shuddered and bit her bottom lip as she opened her legs. “Wider…a bit more…perfect.”
I crouched in front of her and tied her ankle to the metal frame. I looked up to find the most delicious sight…her swollen pink folds, which were parted ever so slightly. I growled and tied her other ankle in place.
She looked like a present, tied in place with pretty pink bows that were the same color as her nipples. I stood up and circled her, surprising her with feather-light caresses across her stomach and back. She whimpered and tried to touch me, but the ribbons held tightly.
I stood behind her and ran a fingertip down her spine, drawing spirals across her luscious ass. I followed the curve of her ass and slid my finger between her legs, pushing between her wet lips. Laurie arched her back, thrusting her hips down until the tip of my finger slipped inside her. She sighed and then groaned when I pulled my finger out. I licked my finger clean, loudly sucking and moaning as her scent assaulted my senses. I barely touched my body against hers, rubbing my nipples against her back and inhaled deeply at the base of her neck. My body shuddered. Her heart was pounding and I could feel her blood pulsing against me. I opened my mouth, thrusting my tongue between my fangs and licked her neck. Her body melted against mine.
I reached around her and caressed her nipples lightly before gripping her breasts and pulling her body flush against mine. I rubbed my pussy against her ass while I sucked on her neck.
“Are you going to bite me?” Laurie gasped. Her words were fragmented with her ragged breathing.
“Do you want me to?” I whispered, touching the edge of her ear with my tongue. She nodded her head.
I peeled my body off of hers and she whined. I couldn’t suppress an evil grin. I circled her body a few times, teasing her with soft touches down the length of her arms, the curves of each rib and the soft indentation behind her knees.
I stood toe to toe with her and said, “What do you want?”
She was panting. I loved when I made her pant. “You,” she breathed.
“You need to elaborate…”
“Your hands, lips, tongue, teeth…”
“My hands…” I trailed off as I let my palms skate down her sides. I followed the path straight down her legs, kneeling in front of her. I brought my hands up the inside of her legs, moving slowly as I neared the dewy center between them. My fingers met in the middle, squeezing her slippery lips and her engorged clit. She cried out and her legs shook as I maintained the pressure on her clit. Her breathing became raspy as she came. “What else did you want? Oh yes, my lips.” I leaned forward and kissed her swollen flesh, inhaling deeply. As much as I wanted to tease her, I could not resist any longer. I thrust my tongue inside her, dragging a moan out of both of our mouths. I sucked on her pussy, extracting every last drop of cum I had coaxed from her body moments before.
I reached around her body and gripped the round globes of her ass, pulling her sex firmly against my mouth. I devoured her, lathing every inch of her sensitive clit with my tongue. Her body rocked in my hands and I focused my attention on her clit while I wormed a finger through her legs and began to thrust inside her while I sucked. She screamed as she came, the sound combined with the spasms in her pussy vibrated against my mouth. I smiled and scraped her skin with my fangs. Her body jumped.
“Now what was the last thing you wanted from me?” I whispered against her mound.
“Kitten? My arms are going numb…” Laurie said when she caught her breath.
I stood up quickly and untied her wrists. She opened and closed her hands quickly, shaking them down by her sides. I untied her ankle restraints and carried her to my bed.
Laurie pushed the mask up and out of the way and winked at me. “Sucker!” she said as she rolled our bodies until she had me pinned to the bed. The heat between her legs penetrated my cool skin, slowly warming me up. I gladly put my hands over my head so I could grip the edge of the mattress, and gave myself to her. She slid her body down my legs and nudged them open. She let out a warm breath and then latched her hot mouth onto my clit, sucking and licking furiously. She straddled my leg and ground her wet heat against my shin. It nearly killed me all over again.
I had never cum so hard in all my existence, and when I was done shaking against the bed, Laurie smiled at me with ruddy lips. “Was that good for you?”
I nodded my head and beckoned her with a crook of my finger. Laurie slithered up my body, crushed her breasts against mine, and then kissed me. “You are so…so fucking amazing.” Laurie batted her eyelashes at me coyly. “I have one more surprise for you.”
“More orgasms?” she asked cheerfully.
“They usually come with the territory. I want to exchange blood with you.”
“But…why? Why me?” Laurie said.
“Because I love you, Sugar Pie. I want to be a part of you, and you a part of me.” She had questioned me before about the blood bond Eric and Sookie shared. She knew that creating a blood bond was something that vampires didn’t take lightly.
“I love you too, and can’t imagine anyone I would rather be connected to,” Laurie said with a smile. I couldn’t have said it better myself.
I moved my hand between our bodies and delved between the slick folds, finding entrance quickly. Laurie sighed as her body melted against mine. She pushed her hand next to mine, our wrists bumping as her finger sought a way inside me. Our bodies writhed as our arms rubbed and pumped in and out, synchronizing until we were thrusting in unison. I licked the side of her neck, sucking lightly on her pounding flesh.
“Please bite me, Kitten…” her voice trailed off as my fangs scraped her skin. I opened my mouth and sighed as my fangs slid into her soft skin, coating my tongue with her hot, sweet blood. My pussy clenched around her finger as I came. I drank deeply as I convulsed under her, and then I withdrew my fangs and bit into my own wrist. I brought my bleeding wrist to her mouth, continuing to fuck her with my other hand. I could feel another orgasm building as I watched her suck on my arm. As my blood diffused through her, the wounds on her neck healed and her eyes darkened. She held my arm firmly against her mouth and rode my hand, digging her hips into mine. We came at the same time. Despite the cacophony of pleasure, I could hear my blood inside her, calling out to me, describing the glory of her body. It was a moment of pure bliss. Distilled out of love and happiness.
Laurie collapsed on top of me, panting hard. “That was spectacular.” She lifted her head and smiled at me.
“Not as spectacular as your face covered with my blood…” I said as I licked her chin clean. I growled as I tasted myself, a mixture of blood and cum.
“I feel so powerful!”
“You are…” I agreed.
“I feel so alive!”
“I feel like I could fuck you all night!”
“Help yourself,” I said with a smile.
That night was the first of three that solidified our loving relationship. Now if I could just convince her to give up her human life…well, then I would be one happy kitten.
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Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.
This story takes place near the end of All Together Dead, after Sookie and Barry come back from the archery range (investigating the vampire hit man). In my version of the story, Eric and Sookie are not interrupted by Bill; instead, they are joined by Pam. Hot threesome lemons ensue. I have never written an Eric/Sookie/Pam story before, since I am so selfish with my Eric and Sookie. Please read my other stories, several of my readers have been begging me for this one shot for quite some time now, so I hope you all enjoy! This was my submission for the Fandoms Fight the Floods fundraiser in spring of 2011.
Thank you, SeriousCrush, for your amazing content editing. You’re the best content editor a girl could ask for! kg1586 and levebreaks, you both give me the confidence I need to cross the line into very naughty territory.
The Pam Factor
“You’re second guessing yourself,” Eric said.
“Yes,” I answered plainly.
“You shouldn’t do that.”
“No?! What do you think I should do?” I asked, still flustered by being so close to him, alone in his room. I stood up, attempting to distance myself from him. He lunged off the bed he was sitting on, and had me pinned down on the other one. “This,” he said just before his mouth crashed over mine, kissing me with a kind of desperate passion. “Don’t fight me!” He demanded as I tried to wiggle free, which was as effective as trying to get out from under a fallen tree. “Or do….” He added lasciviously as his body responded to my movement under him, he groaned into my mouth and rubbed his growing bulge against my leg. His groan was my undoing, and I gave into him, reciprocating the kiss. I opened my mouth and sucked on his tongue, cold and earthy. I licked his partially exposed fang and reveled in the noise my action elicited from him as it scraped my tongue. Primal. Feral. His need poured over me, flooding me with the power that surged through him as he gave into his lust. He released my arms when he realized I wasn’t going to fight him, and I took the opportunity to push my fingers through his hair. I opened my eyes and looked at his face. He was easily the most handsome man I had ever seen, and as I kissed him, all thoughts of Quinn went right out of my mind.
“I love the feel of your body under me,” he breathed into my mouth.
“Mmmm.” I slid my hands down his body and stretched so I could grope his ass; his magnificent, perfect, and stunning ass. I opened my legs and wrapped them around him, pulling his body towards mine, filling the space between us perfectly. Memories of us together for those two weeks when he had amnesia, flashed through my mind: the shower, the kitchen table, the bed, the floor, the wall, the closet, the sink. You name it; we did it there. I had never been so sated in all my life, and the thought that I was in a position to experience that kind of pleasure again made my body tingle in anticipation, and sent a flood of moisture to my panties. Eric’s nostrils flared and his fangs fully descended.
“Ooo, is that for me?” Eric asked as he pushed up away from me, supporting his body with one hand while using his other hand to stroke the damp spot on my jeans directly over my mound. My hips bucked under his touch, trying to increase the contact between us. “I need to find out if you are as delicious as I remember.”
He leaned back on his heels, kneeling between my legs. I watched with heavy eyes as he unbuttoned my jeans and peeled them off of my legs. My panties were absolutely soaked by the time his fingers languidly traced the shape of my slit. He pushed my panties to the side and coated his finger with my slippery fluid. The breath hitched in my throat as he brought his finger to his lips, inhaling the scent and then closing his eyes as his tongue and lips closed around it, sucking and moaning. “Better.” He mumbled in a hazy voice.
Eric pushed away from me and nestled his face between my thighs, licking and nipping the skin on my legs until I opened for him, offering myself. He grabbed my panties with his teeth and twisted his head, ripping them off of me. He hovered over me, grinning wickedly with the bit of fabric still dangling from his teeth. His eyes were wild and reflected the intense desire coursing through me. He flipped his head and flung my panties on the floor. He paused briefly to give me a searing look before he dove back between my legs.
This was my first experience with Eric in his right mind, and good god it was even more amazing than it had been before. His tongue and fingers were everywhere, all at once, pushing and sucking and rubbing. My first orgasm shot through me quickly, sending me into a mini coma as the pleasure exploded through my body. I was still groggy when I heard Pam’s voice. “Is that the best you can do?” My eyes snapped open and I found her standing next to the bed. She was looking at Eric with her hand on her hip, her eyebrows raised in derision. I tried to move to cover myself, only to find that Eric had my legs pinned to the bed. I still had my shirt on, and sat up abruptly, attempting to cover my lower body with it.
“Oh, please don’t stop on account of little ol’ me,” Pam said in a mock southern accent. “Eric, I think you need to try again. Get it right.” He scowled at her, but couldn’t resist the challenge. He pushed me back down on the bed. I covered my face with my arms, embarrassed beyond belief, trying to think of how I could get out of this situation, and then he set to work again, licking and rubbing my clit with his tongue, sending new waves of pleasure through me.
“Men! They just have no idea what they’re doing!” Pam sounded exasperated. “Sookie, may I give him some pointers?” I didn’t know what she meant and thought giving him a lesson after barging in on us was probably the weirdest scenario possible. Boy was I wrong. I answered with an “Um, Uh, Um.” She waved her hand at me, sat down on the edge of the bed, and interpreted my inability to answer as a ‘yes!’ “Ok, Master, what you need to do is put pressure right here,” she touched the skin on either side of my clit lightly with her fingertips; Eric’s fingers replaced hers. “Now lick.” He did as he was told and the sensation was oddly arousing, although his pressure was too intense. “Stop. You’re doing it wrong. Like this,” she said as she moved his hand out of the way and touched me again, her cool delicate fingers felt like silk brushing against my skin. She nodded her head to him to encourage him to lick and this time I couldn’t contain a scream that seemed to originate from somewhere deep inside me. Pam grinned wickedly, showing me her fully extended fangs. Eric licked, and Pam squeezed, bringing one scream after another from my reluctantly aroused body.
She gestured for Eric to sit back and watch, which he was more than happy to do, as I’m sure most men would be in this situation. “Now this,” she said as her other hand stroked down, feather light, from my clit to my ass, repeating the motion until I was writhing against her hands, unable to imprison the whimpers and moans escaping my throat. On one stroke, she teased the tip of her finger into my pussy, and moaned as my heat enveloped her.
I didn’t know what had come over me! First I let Eric kiss me, and then partially undress me, now I was writhing on the bed under Pam’s very talented fingers, as Eric watched. How had I let this happen? My brain suddenly shut up as Pam’s finger pushed into me all the way. I heard a zipper open and through my sex-blurred eyes, watched Eric pull his cock out of his jeans and begin to stroke himself, his eyes fixed on Pam’s delicate finger pumping in and out of my pink folds. She rocked her hand and pushed her palm flat against my clit, and stroked my ass with the fingers that weren’t currently inside me, curling and pushing on my magic orgasm button. I screamed and came again, this time convulsing against her hand.
I was ignoring the fact that I hadn’t been with a woman before, and never thought I would be, let alone with someone else present. She rode out my orgasm, sweeping her fingertip against that magical spot again and again, extending the pleasure until it became so intense that I couldn’t breathe. She pulled her finger out of me and licked it clean, just as Eric had done. “Oh my, aren’t you delicious!” Her eyes were wide, and after having a taste she lost control. She dropped to her knees beside the bed and whipped my body towards her, hooking my knees over her shoulders. She was hungry, and sucked every bit of cum she had coaxed from my body, devouring my folds in an attempt to satisfy her appetite. She pushed a finger back inside me and was fucking me while she licked my clit. My legs tightened around her neck as another orgasm shook me. She pulled her finger out and licked again, and begged with a desperate voice, “Can I have a taste, please?” She was looking at my inner thigh; the same spot Eric had claimed on our first time. She looked from my face to Eric’s. I had forgotten for a moment that we were bonded and that I ‘belonged’ to him. Eric looked at me deferring the decision to me, he was close to his own release, grasping and pumping his cock as he observed my immense pleasure. I looked at Pam and nodded my head. Her eyes were wild and giddy, and as she prepared to bite, she pushed two fingers back into me. As Pam’s delicate fangs slid into my skin and the scent of my blood filled the room, Eric cried out in pleasure and painted the bed with a trail of cum. Her fingers brought me to another orgasm, which caused my blood to spurt into her mouth. She gulped and moaned loudly as she devoured me. I touched her cheek lightly, reminding her not to take too much, and she pulled away from me, smiling, her lips smeared red and her pupils so dilated that I could barely see the blue of her irises. She licked my thigh tenderly, then pulled her fingers out and licked them clean. Her eyes rolled back into her head as the flavors mingled in her mouth. “You could bottle that and make a fortune!” She said in a breathy voice.
She bounced on the bed next to me and stared into my face and smiled as she said, “Was it good for you too?” I couldn’t stop my hand from moving. I touched her face and pushed a strand of her straight blonde hair behind her ear. She nuzzled her face into my hand and sucked one of my fingers into her mouth. I pulled my hand back, bringing Pam with it, and her mouth moved from my finger to my lips, gently kissing me. I opened my lips to her and as she pushed her tongue into my mouth, I could taste myself on her, metallic and tangy. I inhaled her scent as we kissed, dry like Eric, but much sweeter, like a summer’s breeze blowing through a rose garden on a hot day. Her fingers were pushing up the bottom of my shirt, and traced the outline of my bra. Eric cleared his throat to remind us that he was still in the room, and I abruptly opened my eyes and looked from Eric to Pam. The list of reasons why I should run like hell out of this room was growing by the second, but was stuffed into the back of my mind by the part of my brain still recovering from a series of toe curling orgasms bestowed on me by two very beautiful vampires. So instead of running, I pulled my shirt over my head and reached over and tugged on Eric’s pants with one hand and Pam’s shirt with the other. Pam smiled and stripped out of her clothes faster than I could follow. Eric, on the other hand, took his time putting on a show.
Eric hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his jeans and pushed them down painfully slowly. I never got the image of his ass, as he dressed in my guest room, out of my head. The memory of his ass got me through many lonely nights, I was more than ready to refresh that memory. I motioned with my finger for him to turn around. He chuckled softly to himself and lifted an eyebrow, but complied with my request and turned around, so I could see the top of his ass peeking out of his jeans. He was standing near the side of the bed, just out of reach. I knew that because I tried to touch him and grunted in frustration when I couldn’t. Not to be outdone, Pam returned to the bed and focused her attention on the warm flat skin just below my collarbone, kissing and sucking. She kissed her way down to my lace-covered nipples, blowing across the sensitive nubs hidden inside my bra. She was hovering over me, pushing the fabric of my bra down. I arched my back and she took the hint and unhooked my bra. She lifted it from the center and pulled it slowly off my body, scraping my skin with the straps in the most deliciously ticklish way. My entire body was covered in goose bumps by the time she threw my bra across the room.
Pam moaned and immediately cupped my breasts, squeezing my nipples perfectly with the web of skin between her thumbs and forefingers. She growled and began licking my breasts, finally sucking a nipple into her mouth. She flattened her tongue, making broad sweeping movements around my nipple, then hardened her tongue into a point and flicked so quickly that I had to grab the sheets to hold myself still. A swish of fabric near my head forced my eyes open. Eric had just dropped his jeans on the floor and stood next to me in all his naked glory. I turned my face towards him and stretched my arm out and grabbed his ass, massaging and enticing him to move closer to me. He craned his head around to watch my lust-filled eyes, as I groped and kneaded his ass. I grabbed his smooth hip and pulled him, so he would turn to face me. His magnificent cock was face to face with me, already shiny from precum. I licked my lips and grabbed his dick by the base and tugged him until I could wrap my lips around the head. My hand and lips worked together, sucking and pumping his dick in and out of my mouth. He mumbled, “So fucking hot.” Pam moaned as she sucked my other nipple into her mouth, “Mm hmm.” I had never felt more delicious, more alive. Sex had never been this good.
This entire experience was so much more intense than I remembered my time with Eric alone. I would chalk it up to ‘The Pam Factor.’ I mean, let’s face it, Pam is amazingly hot, and the things she was doing with her mouth! Oh god, I could have died right there. And then, she was sucking my nipples and finger fucking me. I moaned against Eric’s dick as she found my g spot again, he didn’t seem to mind my sporadic and distracted movements.
The tiny voice in my head that said, ‘Run, they’re going to kill you!’ was overpowered by the voice that said, ‘Yeah, who cares?’ I certainly didn’t. I pulled my mouth away from Eric, my body went still, and the orgasm Pam was giving me moved its way through my body like tiny electric shocks, going from one organ to the next. My skin flushed as I screamed. Pam pulled her finger out after the last contraction hit me, and once again sucked it clean. A powerful surge of lust overwhelmed me, so I reached down between my quivering pussy lips and coated my hand with enough cum to make my hand slippery. I caressed Pam’s body and pushed my hand firmly against her damp curls. She opened her legs for me and threw her head back as I teased her clit. She pushed her cold silky body firmly against mine, as I pushed a finger inside her and smiled as her face went slack as the pleasure flooded through her. Her body warmed wherever it touched mine, including inside her pussy. My hand was radiating enough heat to warm her body, which made every inch of her feel softer and more pliable. Her slick walls clenched around my finger, and just as she was about to cum, I pushed against the flat button inside her, until she screamed and shook against me. As she was coming down, I smiled at her and echoed her earlier question, “Was it good for you too?” She answered me by capturing my mouth in a searing kiss.
Eric was suddenly standing between my legs. He nudged Pam’s body until she was straddling me, her knees tucked against my sides, her clit pushed against mine. We both moaned at the contact between our over-stimulated bundles of nerves. Eric’s fingers stroked up my slit, then up Pam’s. His large hand spanned the distance between our bodies, pushing a finger into both of us, simultaneously. We both moved against each other, combining the external pleasure with the internal pleasure Eric was giving us. His other hand was busy pumping his cock as he watched his fingers disappear inside us. Pam rubbed her nipples against mine, riding Eric’s hand and my body like a rodeo star. Suddenly, his finger was gone, but before I could whimper in protest, I could feel the slippery head of his cock pushing against my wet folds. I opened my legs wider, giving him better access, preparing myself for the size of his glorious dick. He pushed inside me and moved his hand and dick together, keeping Pam and I in the same rhythm, writhing around together, begging for more. Just as suddenly as he started fucking me, he stopped, replaced his dick with his fingers, and started fucking Pam. She arched her back, lifting her body off of mine as he filled her. I caressed her body, playing with her nipples and holding her hips, tracing my fingers over Eric’s hand that held her in place. I could feel him thrusting into her. Each thrust pushing her clit against mine, bringing me closer and closer to another orgasm. Just as I was about to cum, Eric thrust back into me. I dug my nails into Pam’s skin and screamed as another orgasm shook through me. Pam hissed as my nails broke her skin, the pain seemed to intensify her pleasure.
“So wet.” Eric said as he slowed down his movements as my moisture and heat coated his cock. Pam begged, “Aren’t you going to share?” He thrust into her effortlessly, burying himself inside her. “Mm, so warm!” Pam moaned as the heat transferred to her body. I pulled my fingers away from her body, noticing the small amount of blood covering the tips of my fingers. Pam watched me intently, as I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked her blood clean. She came in violent jerks, rubbing my clit with hers and squeezing Eric’s dick with her pussy, causing him to cum with her. As Pam’s blood zinged through me, I felt suddenly connected to her, and knew that I would always associate her smell and taste with this moment…..this spectacular moment.
Pam watched me lick my last finger clean. She said, “I would have never guessed you had it in you.” I shook my head and laughed, “Me either!”
We spent the next few hours together; exploring each other in ways I would have never imagined possible. I had surprised myself on more than one occasion in my life, but nothing had prepared me for what happened between Eric, Pam and I that night. Eric and Pam together were the catalyst I desperately needed to activate my life, opening my eyes to a world full of possibility and pleasure. It was only the beginning, and I never looked back.
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Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.
I wrote this little one shot after reading CH’s short story ‘Two Blondes’. This was my idea about what I thought should have happened once they got home. All mistakes are my own.
Two Blondes in Shreveport
Pam and I drove back to Harrah’s after leaving the club “Blonde.” We were both exhausted and I slept soundly that night and most of the next day in the safety of my hotel room. Pam knocked on my door the next night, and she was already talking to Eric on her cell phone.
“Yes, like I said, we are both fine!” Pam said, giving me an annoyed glance letting me know he had asked her this question more than once. “There is a lot to tell, and it would be better to do it in person, just make sure Victor and his spies aren’t around when I get there. I need to talk to you about hiring a new vamp for the bar, she was very helpful here and she has, um, large assets that will bring a lot of fans to Fangtasia.” I couldn’t hear Eric’s response but Pam’s face lit up and she nodded to me.
She handed me the phone and Eric immediately said, “I wish you were here. I will be sure to keep a closer eye on Victor, especially when it comes to you.”
I told him, “We need to figure out something to do about him. Listen, we need to hit the road, so we can talk when I come to see you tomorrow night. See you then!” then I handed the phone back to Pam, she finished their conversation and we headed down to the lobby.
Sara had been waiting for us, a large bag over her shoulder, dressed in jeans and t-shirt stretched tight over her huge breasts, she smiled at both of us and nodded to Pam. We waited silently as the valet brought Pam’s car around. The three of us piled in and we started driving.
After we had been on the road for a while Pam said, “I called a contractor earlier and they’re going to meet me at Fangtasia just before dawn so they can install a stripper pole.” I just stared at her with my mouth gaping. She continued, “We need one for the club, I had so much fun last night, and I know you did too, so don’t even try to deny it!”
“It was fun, and I can just imagine what would happen with a pole in your club!” I admitted. “In fact, why don’t we plan an encore of our performance at Blonde for Eric tomorrow night?”
Pam looked giddy, “Since I will be the only one at the club at dawn, he won’t even know about the pole until he comes into work tomorrow night. Fangtasia is closed Monday nights, so it’ll be perfect timing. I’ll just tell Eric that I’m having the bar upgraded and that he needs to inspect it Monday night. I don’t think he needs to know anything about what the upgrade is.” She added with a giggle.
Sara sat calmly in the back seat, waiting for her turn to speak, “I could help too, I know how to run a sound system, I could play music for you to dance to, I have a huge collection of really great dance music.”
So it was decided. The next night, I would drive to Shreveport dressed in the amazingly tight blue and black leotard (well pieces of a leotard anyway), black thigh-highs and the black spiked heals and a belted black coat for the element of surprise. Pam would wear her flashy gold spandex and clear heals and we would show Eric what he missed over the weekend.
Pam and Sara dropped me off at my house and I was so excited about our plan, I had a hard time sleeping, I finally dozed off and slept until afternoon. I had plenty of time to sunbathe for a while before getting ready for the night. I came in to take a long shower, shave and get dressed. I felt sexy all over, especially since I would be dancing for Eric this time.
I left for Shreveport just before dusk, and arrived at the club at full dark. Sara was waiting inside and nodded at me, ready with the music. Pam came out of the office, wearing her glittery gold spandex strips of material and her clear heals, totally unselfconscious. She hugged me, and said, “He’ll be here in about five minutes!” She took my hand and lead me to the main dance floor, which was now equipped with a very red stripper pole. “I chose red since it matches the décor so well!” I nodded in agreement, it was a good fit, and seemed as if it had always been there.
Pam had cleared out the dance floor except for two chairs, one near the pole and one in an area where an audience would be. An audience of one.
Speak of the devil, right at that minute the doors opened and Eric strolled in, a questioning look on his face and words on his lips that seemed to fade as he saw the two of us on the dance floor. I immediately relaxed and the ball of nervous tension that had been sitting in my stomach turned into something else altogether as my body started to respond to his presence. I walked over to him and just as he was beginning to speak, I tugged his shirt towards me so I could kiss him deeply. It was apparent how much he had missed me, and I lightly rubbed the growing bulge in his jeans as I brought him over to sit in his chair. I forced his knees apart and stood between his legs, my breasts almost level with his eyes. I placed his hands on the belt of my coat, and said, “Would you mind helping me get my coat off?”
He undid the knot in the belt and pulled my coat apart, and the sight of my outfit caused a moan to escape from his throat, as he pulled the coat farther open, he slid his fingers across the tight material that covered my nipples, I shivered all over. Then he pulled the coat off all the way and let it drop to the floor while he looked appreciatively at my body, licking his lips and showing me the full length of his fangs. He touched the small strip of fabric covering my breasts connected to a strip running down the length of my tan stomach hooked into skimpy bikini cut bottoms. Without realizing it, I had already started moving against him, shaking with need.
Sara started playing music, and announced in a sultry voice, “Straight from Mississippi, for the first time in Fangtasia, I give you Sugar and Butterscotch!” The throbbing base got into my body and made me vibrate. Pam’s hand closed over mine, pulling me from Eric towards the pole. He was hesitant to let me walk away from him, but sat obediently waiting for what would come next.
Pam winked at her boss and wrapped around the pole. I moved behind her and grabbed onto her waist, letting her strength flow into me as she moved around the pole in a single fluid movement. She turned her head to the side and licked my ear making me smile since I had always liked that. I let go of her body and she moved so her back was to the pole, facing me, she moved my hair out of the way and licked the side of my neck, letting her hands trail down the side of my arms and onto my ass, gripping it firmly and pulling my body into hers. I moved my upper body in a lazy circle, leaning away from Pam and then against her again. We moved together, grinding against each other and I let the music move me in ways I would never have felt comfortable if this club had been full. As it was, the one person watching had leaned towards us and even scooted his chair a little closer, his eyes full of lust, his hands gripping his legs a little too tightly.
I was totally relaxed, being moved by the music and the strong cool hands that were guiding my hips in small circles that matched hers. Pam let go of my body and gracefully flipped upside-down on the pole so our faces were level, and she grazed my cheek with a soft kiss. She was sliding down very slowly, her strong legs providing amazing control over the rest of her body. Now I licked her neck, causing her to moan a little. She slid down a little farther, her hands lightly touching me everywhere all at once, as I continued to pulse my body with the music. I traced my hands up and down her legs, her side, across her stomach, brushing her nipples with my palms. She slid further down until her face was level with my pussy, barely an inch away and I saw her smile at Eric and show him her fangs. He almost stood up, I could feel his excitement and agitation. This is exactly what she wanted. She suddenly flipped back over, landing on the ground, playfully pulling me over with her to the chair closest to the pole, closer to Eric.
She sat down in the chair and pulled me over her lap so my ass was pointed at Eric and my head swung over the side of her lap. I was looking at Eric’s feet and saw his hands dangling between his legs, clenching and unclenching, his desire building in him as he watched Pam spank me in time with the music, just as she had done at Blonde. She was definitely getting carried away again, and then just as quickly as she had started, she stopped. She pulled me up until I was straddling her lap, my back against her and my chest heaving from the spanking and my obvious excitement of the dance, “No wonder you like her!” Pam laughed as Eric approached us, his eyes wild. I think he had sat still long enough, now he felt like he needed to take action.
“Pam, thank you for that, remind me to thank you later. Now please give us some time alone.” He said in a rough voice.
She smiled up at him, and handed me off to him with one easy movement until I had my legs wrapped around his waist, pressing the wetness of my bikini bottoms against his stomach. She looked over at Sara who seemed bored while we did our routine, and Pam jerked her head indicating they should both go into the office to leave us alone.
Eric had been cradling my body against his, once Pam and Sara left he whispered to me, “Let me show you how much I missed you, Butterscotch.”
Eric carried me over to the wall closest to where he was standing, resting my back against the wall, still clinging to him with my legs, my hands moved frantically to get his shirt off so I could feel his skin on mine. I was moving my body up and down his now, rubbing my swollen clit on his hard stomach then down to the bulge growing even harder in his jeans. He reached down, tracing the outlines of my outfit and found the Velcro attachment that held the top and bottom together. He smiled, and with a gentle tug they were separate and he pulled the top piece off quickly, dropping it on the floor. He bent over and licked between my breasts, which were covered with a fine sheen of sweat. He licked every inch of my chest groaning as I ground myself against him to the music, which was still pulsing around us.
“You smell like her, we can’t have that.” He said as he licked up and down my neck in the same spot Pam had licked minutes before. He grazed my neck with his fangs and gently slid them into the soft skin of my neck, taking a tiny sip and licking more before he moved on to the other side of my neck, running his tongue up to my ear, causing my body to jerk with pleasure. He put his lips on mine and sucked and licked at my tongue, then began pushing his tongue into my mouth in an unmistakable rhythm. His fingers trailed down my stomach and stopped when they got to the wetness building between my legs. I heard a ripping sound and knew that my bikini bottoms were in pieces on the ground.
He slid one finger against my wet folds and moved back and forth until he pushed and it slid inside me. “Ugh” was all I could manage as he moved his finger slowly in and out of me. My fingernails dug into his shoulders, urging him on, begging him wordlessly not to stop. I leaned my lower body farther away from the wall so only my shoulders and neck were holding me steady on the wall. His other hand was running up and down my back, suddenly he stopped stroking my back and I felt him unbutton his pants and heard them hit the ground. His dick, now free of his pants, brushed against my exposed ass. He pulled his finger out of my twitching pussy and licked his finger clean. “I can’t get enough of you.” He said.
I reached down and positioned his dick at my slippery opening and said, “Please Eric, I need you now. Now!”
At the same moment that he pushed up, I slid down and the effect was mind-blowing as I felt the fullness of his cock inside of me. We were both frantic, moving against each other. “So good, so right, so beautiful, my lover, my Sookie.” He gasped.
Every time our bodies met in mutual thrusts I got closer and closer to release, and when I was almost there I pulled myself up off the wall and leaned over and bit his neck, sucking deeply at the small wound. His grip tightened on me and he slammed into me one more time and yelled, “Fuck!” as we both came so hard that we fell against the wall to ride out the waves of orgasm that made us both lightheaded and shaky. He held me there against the wall covering my face and neck with light kisses, which always tickled me after such amazing orgasms. We spent the next few minutes enjoying the stillness of each other until he pulled me off the wall and sat down in the chair he had watch us from, never breaking contact with me.
“That was an amazing performance.” He said, nodding towards the pole, which made me blush for some reason. “If you knew what you did to me…..” he trailed off.
“I do know what I do to you,” I said, “What do you think was encouraging me to gyrate like that? You were my motivation for every move.” and to make a point I thrust my hips against his, I could feel his dick harden inside me and it made me pant with lust. He lifted me up and carried me over to the table that he usually sat at when the club was open and put me down so my back was on the table.
“I have wanted to do this from the first moment you walked into my club so long ago.” He said as he pushed my legs up and over his shoulders and pumped in and out of me. “That white dress you had on, ugh, I wanted to rip it from you body.” Letting his desire get the better of him he started pounding into me relentlessly, “And now you’re mine, and I can do what I want with you, and you want it too.” He bent down to me and captured my mouth in another searing kiss, never stopping his hips from moving, bringing me closer and closer.
I was holding my breath and arching my back, which Eric took as an invitation to suck my nipples into his mouth, and then he bit my breast as he sucked my nipple and the feeling of his mouth and dick moving was more than I could handle and I came loudly again, followed by his shaking spasm of orgasm.
I rested there, sated and happy, smiling up at him. “Now when you have business to do here, you can have something to remember me by.” I shivered, since my body was finally starting to cool off, and he pulled out of me and retrieved my coat from the floor near his chair from earlier.
He pulled me up and dressed me in my coat and said, “Since I apparently have the night off, why don’t I take you out to dinner to help you rebuild your strength. I have a feeling you might need it later.” His eyes glinted in the soft light of the club.
He dressed quickly and guided me to his car dressed in nothing but thigh-highs, heels and a black coat, and I had never felt so sexy in all my life.
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