Mr. January


In case you haven’t figured it out yet, I’ll let you in on a little secret: I don’t like unresolved conflict, and CH’s books are chock-o-block full of it. Here is one more attempt to make things right in the Eric/Sookie universe.

Let’s assume for a minute that at the end of Dead as a Doornail, Eric doesn’t disappear from Sookie’s life. Let’s also assume that Quinn never comes to see her (they don’t go out or get involved … nothing). I’m hijacking the storyline somewhere between Dead as a Doornail and Definitely Dead.


Mr. January: Part 1

Mr. January: Part 2


Sookie’s Present

The story begins before the great Revelation and then gets right into Dead Until Dark…except I’ve moved things around a bit to suit myself. Inspired by Erica’s story idea. Thank you for sharing ideas with me, Erica, I hope it makes you happy!

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 1

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 2

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 3

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 4

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 5

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 6

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 7

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 8

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 9

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 10

Sookie’s Present: Chapter 11


This story was inspired by Whew Hot Blooded and her very creative brain. Sometimes I hear a good idea and my imagination runs away with it, so always know how much I appreciate you sharing with me. 🙂

What you will find is little tiny chapters, switching POVs between Sookie and Eric. I know they’re short. It just seemed to be fitting. SeriousCrush was kind enough to edit for me again. All remaining mistakes are my own.

This story takes place before the books begin, but after the Great Revelation. Sookie actively seeks out her first encounter with a vampire, and she meets a few. One stands out above the rest…

Glamoured: Chapter 1

Glamoured: Chapter 2

Glamoured: Chapter 3

Glamoured: Chapter 4

Glamoured: Chapter 5

Glamoured: Chapter 6

Glamoured: Chapter 7

Glamoured: Chapter 8

Glamoured: Chapter 9

Glamoured: Chapter 10

Glamoured: Chapter 11

Glamoured: Chapter 12

Glamoured: Chapter 13

Glamoured: Chapter 14

Glamoured: Epilogue

The Tilted Kilt

Desperate for a new job, Sookie Stackhouse applies for a job in Shreveport at the Tilted Kilt. She meets all sorts of interesting people and finds herself exposed to a world she doesn’t know anything about. Luckily, she’s got a very helpful boss to guide her. Raise your hand if you want to see Eric in a kilt! 🙂

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 1

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 2

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 3

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 4

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 5

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 6

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 7

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 8

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 9

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 10

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 11

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 12

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 13

The Tilted Kilt: Chapter 14



This story takes place near the end of LDID-book 2. Instead of the maenad’s bloody massacre, she finds Sookie and Eric fighting their attraction and gives them a unique kind of madness.

Switched Ch 1: Madness

Switched Ch 2: Work is a Bitch

Switched Ch 3: Clam Digging

Switched Ch 4: My Friend Jose

Switched Ch 5: Poetry

Switched Ch 6: The Argument

Switched Ch 7: Done

Switched Ch 8: That’s the Problem with Bloodstains

Switched Ch 9: The Meeting

Switched Ch 10: Interrupted

Switched Ch 11: Going Downtown

Switched Ch 12: The Crimson Tide

Switched Ch 13: Memento

Switched Ch 14: Happiness Equals Shopping

Switched Ch 15: I Am NOT Being High-Handed

Switched Ch 16: DIY

Switched Ch 17: Clarity

Switched Ch 18: Tribute of the Flesh

Switched Ch 19: Bonded

Switched Ch 20: Meeting the Queen

Switched: Epilogue

La Vie En Rose

eiffel-tower-918463_1920This is a sequel to my story, Getaway. Baby Vamp Sookie is on an adventure with Eric including sightseeing in Paris . Hot lemons, with a little more power, but just as much love. Above and beyond CHs canon after 10th book. Rated M for a reason. Enjoy!

La Vie En Rose Ch 1: The Awakening

La Vie En Rose Ch 2: Bienvenue à Paris

La Vie En Rose Ch 3: Club Morde

La Vie En Rose Ch 4: No Strings Attached

La Vie En Rose Ch 5: L’Empire De La Mort

La Vie En Rose Ch 6: Magic and Demon Blood

La Vie En Rose Ch 7: The Louvre

La Vie En Rose Ch 8: The Exchange

La Vie En Rose Ch 9: The Ritual

La Vie En Rose Ch 10: No Place Like Home

Getaway Ch 26: Mutual Hotness

Charlaine Harris owns almost everything. I own the rest.

Thank you a thousand times to SeriousCrush for being my very first Content Editor, any mistakes that remain are my own. She offered to add to her already busy life by giving me advice in making this chapter better. I hope you love this chapter as much as I do.

Thank you again to Icelander for helping me time and time again!


Mutual Hotness

After Pam and Eric walked away, I spent the next few minutes getting my clothes and Eric’s desk straightened out. I left him a present in his middle desk drawer, assuming there would be a time when he would come to work without me. My red panties looked out of place among the papers and pens that filled the drawer. A quick trip to the bathroom helped me feel a little less tousled.

By the time I got back to the club, it was packed with people and vampires, all enjoying the proximity of each other. Robert watched me move through the club, barely concealing the desire on his face. I smiled sweetly at him, continuing the ruse Pam and I had planned. Lucky for me, the bar demanded his full attention, so he didn’t have a chance to pick up where we left off. There was not a trace of humility or jealousy in his face, which told me he didn’t feel like he had done anything wrong in pursuing me, and that he had no idea that Eric had just fucked me up one side and down the other in his office. I was certain by the cocky look on his face, that he felt the next time he had my company would be the end of whatever ‘thrall’ Eric and I shared. Pam had done a good job answering his questions, maintaining some amount of mystery as to what kind of relationship Eric and I had. Robert oozed sex and confidence, and I am sure he wasn’t accustomed to being rejected. Boy was he in for a surprise.

I found an empty table and spent an hour or so scanning the minds of the human patrons. It always amazed me at how similar all their thoughts were, sex, desire, lust, need, all mixed together with thoughts of guilt and shame. I didn’t judge them. I knew first hand how pleasurable company of the right vamp could be. The problem with most of the people here was that they didn’t care if it was the right vamp or not, any bloodsucker would do, and that scared me.

Eric was busy working, greeting humans and vampires. I walked to the bar and ordered a True Blood for Eric. Robert was more than happy to serve me, and handed me the warm bottle with a wink. I walked to Eric’s table and put the bottle down in front of him, whispering into his ear that I was exhausted and wanted to go home. He nodded. “Ég elska þig, eiginmaður. ” (I love you, husband.) I said into his ear, he whispered back, “We will talk when I get home. Ég elska þig, eiginkona.” (I love you, wife.) He motioned for Pam to join us, and asked her to give me a ride home. “Of course, Master,” she said to him. I rolled my eyes and blew a kiss to Eric as Pam and I walked out together.

The house was only a few minutes away from the club. Pam walked me to the door, key in hand ready to let me in. “Wait, I’ve got this,” I said, pulling my keys out of my purse. The shock on her face spoke volumes.

“I do live here now!” I said, indignantly.

“Yes, I know. It’s still going to take some getting used to.” She said. She touched my shoulder, stopping me from entering the house. “Listen, Sookie…you are by far my favorite breather…but I have to say that if you bring him to any harm, I will kill you.” She paused, considering what to say next. “He is much changed since your vacation. You have always distracted him, but now that you are truly together, I worry about his ability to make decisions and be the calculated man I know him to be.”

“I get it Pam, I really do. I’m sure he would be very…uh…touched by your threat, and I understand where you are coming from. Sometimes I wonder what it is that I offer him that he hasn’t been given countless times. I do love him though, and would never do anything to ruin what we have.” I hugged her and thanked her for the ride home.

I went inside and thought about what Pam said, she was right. Eric did seem preoccupied whenever I was near him. I did not want to be the weak link in his armor, and decided that I would talk to him about how I could help his focus instead of hurt it. I knew he had an image to maintain, even after he stepped down as Sheriff, his new position would still require him to be strong, in control, and able to fulfill his duties in a deliberate manner.

I pulled my dress off and hung it in my closet. I sorted through the clothes in my closet until I remembered where I put my nightgowns, and found the beautiful one Eric bought for me months ago. I let myself into his room, pulled back the sheet and snuggled my face in his pillow, enjoying his scent. I fell asleep instantly and slept soundly until I heard the heavy foot falls upstairs. “Welcome home.” I said, as Eric leaned over and kissed me.

“I didn’t mean to wake you, Lover,” he said as he undressed and joined me in bed.

“We need to talk.”

“Yes, I still owe you an apology,” he said humbly. “I am so sorry I talked to you like that. I don’t know what came over me. I lost control.”

That is exactly what I want to talk about.” I sat up and switched the light on next to the bed. It was 3:00 in the morning. “I love you more than anything, and I am terrified that I am going to get you killed. I couldn’t live with myself if anything happened to you! Not that Pam would let me,” I added quietly.

“Pam? What does she have to do with anything?” he demanded.

“It doesn’t matter. What matters is that I am worried about you. My presence in your life has changed you enough that you allow yourself to lose control, and eventually that will catch up to both of us. If you can’t think clearly when I am around, then we are both in danger. No matter how much I enjoy being the center of your universe, I realize there are going to be times when our best interest will be best served by you doing what you think is best.”

He digested what I said, and finally responded with, “You’re right. I need to find a balance between my professional and personal lives. Once I begin my new position, I will be able to mesh the two more, since you will be a large part of both aspects of my life. I don’t want to endanger either of us, and I really don’t want you to worry about me.”

“I’m sorry for the misunderstanding about Robert. I thought you would be proud of the fact I had distracted him so well. It was never my intention to make you angry, and you must believe me when I say that I never want to be with anyone else.” I leaned my head against his chest, and hugged my body to his.

“I am sorry too. I will learn to control my anger.” He said into my hair. “We should get some rest, we have a meeting with Felipe de Castro tonight at Fangtasia.” He switched the light off, pulled me down next to him and covered us with the sheet. “I love sleeping with you.” He whispered. He was petting my hair in the most soothing way and before I could answer him, I was asleep.

The jet lag finally caught up with me and I slept the entire day, wrapped in Eric’s arms. I felt comfortable and safe, and the sleep revitalized me. Eric moved just as the sun was about the set and said, “Have you been here all day?” I nodded against his chest and stretched.

“I haven’t felt this rested since before we went on vacation, I didn’t get a lot of sleep during those two weeks!” I said as I nudged him in the ribs. He smiled at me and winked. “What time are we meeting Felipe?”

“In one hour. Just enough time for me to take advantage of that well rested body of yours.” He wiggled his eyebrows and grinned.

“You’ll have to give me a minute, I need to go to the bathroom first.” I said as I scooted off the bed.

“Your minute is up!” Eric shouted from the bedroom. I laughed to myself. He was always so literal!

I came back to the room and leaned against the door jam. He had turned the light on again, which I really enjoyed since my vision wasn’t nearly as good as his. With a body as fine as his, it would be a shame to miss out on the details in the dark. “Are you going to join me?” He patted the bed and pushed the sheet down to expose the edge of his hip and the tent of fabric that seemed to get bigger by the second.

“I’m enjoying the view!” I said standing on my tippy-toes to get a better view of his body. “In fact, I was just thinking about how hot it was last night when you did your own manhandling before you fucked me on your desk.” My face flushed at the memory, long fingers wrapped tight around his cock, pumping at a very familiar pace, watching the head peek out of his fingers with every movement. Ugh.

He pushed the sheet off of him and revealed his spectacular dick. He walked his fingers across his chest and down the golden trail. I took a step closer to the bed, holding my breath. When his fingers finally circled around his dick, I exhaled loudly and tried to steady my breathing so I wouldn’t pass out. His grip tightened and he stared at me as I watched his every move. He pushed down fast and hard, starting an intense rhythm. I was perched on the edge of the bed now, staring down at him with lust and fascination. A little cum coated the head and was soon spread over his length, with each thrust into his hand. My heart was racing. He stopped and asked “Will you join me?”

I tugged the hem of my nightgown up my body and dropped it on the floor and sat on the bed next to him. I tucked my feet under me so my knees were together, facing him and I was resting back on my heels. I couldn’t stop watching him, I started absentmindedly playing with my nipples, which were hard and incredibly sensitive already. I could feel the moisture and heat collecting between my legs and I knew I wouldn’t be able to resist touching myself more. He slowed down his hand and looked expectantly from my face down to the union of my legs that was hidden because of how I was sitting. I put my middle finger in my mouth and sucked on it, sending a shudder through Eric as he watched me. I pushed my hand between my legs, still hiding myself from him. Eric growled and started moving his hand slowly to help relieve the building tension in his body.

I spread my knees apart and exposed my finger running up and down my wet slit. He growled again. I pushed my hips forward as my finger found its way inside. My other hand was busy rubbing one nipple and then the other, his tongue snaked out and licked his lips as he watched my hard nipples bounce in my hand. I thrust my finger in and out in time with Eric’s increased rhythm. As my orgasm gained momentum, I pushed myself up until I was kneeling in front of him, bent over slightly, fucking myself with my hand while I watched his dick get pulled back and forth by his strong fingers.

“I’m going to come!” I choked out, feeling the baby tremors start and my finger feeling the abuse of my inner walls. I rubbed my clit with the palm of my hand and arched toward him as the full climax hit me. He roared as he released, shooting cum all over his stomach and the sheets around him.

I collapsed onto the bed next to him, still feeling the pulsing of my muscles clenching around my finger. I pulled my finger out and dragged it across my engorged clit, sending another tiny shock through me. Eric grabbed my hand and sucked my finger clean with noisy licks and moans of pleasure.

“You are so beautiful it hurts.” He mumbled against my hand. I hid my face against him and blushed at the compliment.

“That was much more satisfying than I imagined.” I said in a breathy voice.

I glanced at the clock. “We better get ready, I hate being late!”

“I can promise you more satisfaction later!” He said as he sat up, pulling the wet sheets with him.

We showered and dressed in record time. He picked out the short gray dress from our trip, and promised to be on his best behavior since he assured me that everyone would want to taste me. I hit his chest playfully. I knew the agenda for the meeting tonight would be more than a few vamps trying to seduce me. There was a much bigger fish to fry. Victor.


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On to Getaway Ch 27: Blood Bath

The Pam Factor

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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Two Blondes in Shreveport

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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