With my hand touching her chin, I lifted her face up and held her gaze for what seemed like light years. She just stared back as she stood there, unmoving. I could hear her heart beat even faster and her breath quicken. I cupped her left cheek in my right hand as I let my left slide down her shoulder to her waist. I pulled her closer to me, and against all my better judgement, I kissed her. I was a really slow kiss, seemed like I was just testing the waters but I knew fully well what Diamond would do in this situation. She raised up both arms and crossed them behind my neck, interlocking her fingers. I let my left hand roam free and pushed it to the hem of her knee length gown. I traced my fingers along her thighs before I rolled up the gown, cupping her fair, jewelled ass in my palm. I could sink my fingers into her ass and that feeling gave me a jolt between my legs. Bringing my right hand under her shoulders to rub against the sides of her tits, she pulled me in deeper and increased the intensity of the kiss. I felt her lips run along my lips, just before she sank her teeth into them. She was eager and in need; I could literally feel her lust run along my skin. Breaking the kiss, I picked her up and set her on the bed. She began to unzip her gown from behind but I stopped her halfway through. In my head and heart, I knew this was so wrong but the young, unbridled wilfulness that burned within Diamond, was too enchanting to pass up. I pulled her zip down to the end and took the gown off her in one go.
Her perfect breasts stared at me in her black lacy bra; they were so full that I couldn't cup any in a single hand. I edged closer to her and immediately took off her bra, sliding her panties off her in seconds. Her naked body was in full view for me. I stood there, dazed as I never expected the girl I raised and watch grow, had become such a dazzling work of art. Her lust had seemed to overcome me as I took her left nipple into my mouth while I fondled her other breast, paying careful attention to her nipple. She moaned out my name and I was already thinking of taking her on my bed, at that exact moment but I needed patience. She began to pull the waistband of my joggers as she tried to reach for my cock. I hurriedly took off my top and tossed it to a corner that I couldn't even bother about. I stood up before the bed and watched her crawl up to me, pulling my joggers down from my waist with her mouth salivating. Once it had gone halfway down my thighs, my 8 inch cock sprang out and smacked her cheek. She merely smiled before she placed her hands on my cock and started a slow handjob. My dick was still soft after the intense session I had in the shower, but I knew I could still go on. She planted a kiss on the head of my dick, before pushing half of its length into her mouth. I could feel it hitting the back of her throat already and I was still a bit flaccid. Choking on my cock, she felt it harden in her mouth and she had a small grin on her face. It was clear that she had no experience in giving professional blowjobs; but what she lacked in expertise, she made good with enthusiasm. After a bit, I stopped her and gestured for her to lay down on the bed. Kneeling at one edge of the bed, I pulled her legs close to me and spread them apart, with my head between them. I took in a whiff of her scent as I could see her pussy lips glistening with juice. I planted kisses on her inner thighs till I reached her pussy. Her legs were already shuddering in anticipation of what was going to happen. With no regards for procedure, I dipped my tongue into her pussy and flicked her clit with a finger. Small vibrations and mini-orgasms quaked her body as I continued to eat her out. Her scent was so inviting and intoxicating I had no way to stop myself from even eating her out with so much crazed lust. I pushed my tongue into her while a finger rubbed in her clit. I took her patiently because she wouldn't be able to handle the intensity a vampire was capable of. I ate her pussy diligently like it was a serving of my favourite flavoured ice cream. In moments, her legs began to shake uncontrollably as it ushered in the arrival of a massive orgasm. I increased my pace a little bit and this time, she brought her hand down and pushed my head till it was buried comfortably in between her legs. I added a finger to my tongue that already explored her pussy. This just pushed her over the edge and she squirted, on my face, on my finger and onto the sheets. By the time her orgasmic episode was over, she had passed out and was soundly asleep.
I shook my head and laughed a little; the night didn't turn out as fully expected. I eased Diamond properly into bed and joined her by the side. I closed my eyes and fell asleep, with the thoughts of the night running over and over in the end.
When I woke up, I cleared my evening schedule immediately and made plans to meet with Mira and Cherish in one of my condos. After the day was done, I drove in my car, straight for my condo. I met the maid cooking in the kitchen and simply excused myself to go sit in the sitting room. Few minutes later, the bell rang and I instantly knew hat it was Mira.
I sat down in the sitting room, as the maid ushered them in. This was one of my condos that I had bought out on the city, for times when I needed to receive 'normal' guests. This being one of such occasions.
With legs crossed and my right arm stretched across the length of the sofa, they walked into the room with bowing heads. Silently, the maid excused herself and headed into the kitchen to round up the dinner preparations.
"You can obviously have a seat. Both of you."
My words jerked their minds back to reality, and the sisters looked at each other before taking the sofa that was placed opposite mine. They had worn proper dinner gowns; Mira was in a black full length sleeveless dress while Cherish donned a red gown with a curve over the shoulder and a thigh-high slit.
"I had never expected you to live in a place as fancy as this," said Mira, as she looked around the condo, feasting her eyes upon the pictures and portraits of me that hung all over the walls she could see, "cos you didn't seem like one that had so much money laying around all over the place."
"Mira, you hardly even know me. You just met a random guy in the bar and felt that he would be a good chance to make an easy profit. In the end, my demeanour was a far fetch from what you thought it was."
The admiration on her face for the pictures were immediately written off, and replaced by wariness. To her, at this point, I seemed like a tiger bidding my time before lunging at my prey.
"It was something that was extremely harmless. And besides, we were both going to benefit from it."
"Benefit, you say. In what way was that supposed to happen?"
Clearly, I had put Mira in a tight spot and I could see her fidgeting in her chair. Her sister's face was full of worry, as she looked at me and watched as I returned her gaze with a mischievous smirk. This night was turning out as I had planned.
"I was supposed to give you pleasure; in ways you couldn't imagine. And even if I took your innocence and your money, there would still be the pleasure of those moments lingering in your head. I never meant to kill you and leave you in a ditch or anything. I'm not that hard of a hustler."
"Well, it's pretty clear that you're not that much hardened, not like you had any chance to kill me if you even tried. From what you said, there are some facts that I need to clear up.
Firstly, there is no amount or level of pleasure that you can ever give me that I have not either experienced or one that I didn't create.
Secondly, as you can clearly infer from the first point I mentioned, the pleasure you would give me will not linger in my head. It would hardly last through that night of bliss.
And lastly, my dear Mira, it's the pleasure I would give you and your sister here, that would linger in your head. It would last a lifetime, I can assure you."
I watched as the focus that sat deep in the eyes of the sisters', turned to shock and unbelief as I reached my last statement. I sat back in my chair, picked up my wine glass and took a sip as I still peered at the sisters over the brim of my cup.
"Why the white sheets on your faces? Though you have never shared a man before, you have at least shared your bodies with each other. I do not see why this should be much of a shock to you."
I stood up and walked into the kitchen, to give the sisters ample time to go over their thoughts without a third person in the room. I knew that my words would even trigger more fright in them, seeing that I said things they had kept a secret from every single person they had ever known.
In the kitchen, I watched as the maid served the pork alms into different plates with the accompanying authentic pickles around the edges. She placed them in the lower layer of a small trolley with two layers, with an ice bucket at the top that carried a bottle of Stonewine Cadarcǎ. She turned back and placed all the used utensils in the sink, before returning to grab hold of the trolley.
"It's fine. I'll handle the serving. Come to the cottage when I'm back from my trip; I'll have something for you and your son." I looked into her eyes and smiled, as I took the trolley out of her hands.
"And I'll also be sure to handle the dishes. Either with my own hands or," gesturing to the sitting room where the sisters still sat in silent musings, "the hands of others."
She smiled at me, bowing in thanks as she walked out of the kitchen and into one of the rooms. I was glad she had left obediently and without any extra protest. I made a mental note to arrange a meeting with her and her son in my office when I get back from my trip. I pushed the trolley out of the kitchen through the door I used to enter, and found the sisters clustered near each other with their heads bowed. This wasn't what I expected to return to; I wanted them to relax and not feel like they were in an interview with a very strict boss, or were being scolded by their parents like they were 12-year olds.
"Do you have to wear sulky faces that hang so low? It isn't the end of the world."
They looked up and stared into my eyes as I returned their gaze with a smile; a smile that I hoped would melt all their fears away. But their next words made things a bit hard once more.
"How do you know so much about us? Neither my sister nor I have ever met you, and I don't think we have any connections to you either. It just seems so odd."
"Well, you could say I'm a mind reader, but it's far more than that. And with the way things are, you're not ready to hear it all. Now, who's ready for dinner? Or have you lost your appetite?"
They both got up and walked to the table that was set in the larger part of the room. I placed the food on the table and held their chairs out for them to sit; I was and will always be a gentleman to the core. I took my seat once they were settled down and watched them stare in awe at the food.
"Contrary to what most people believe, I taught all my cooks how to cook. So it wouldn't be far off to say that I was the one who made this meal. Now, if you would please… Dig in."
They picked up their forks and knives, attacking the food at such a slow pace. They had the air of a child that sat amongst older folk and was afraid of being reprimanded for the smallest mistake. I shook my head as I picked up the bottle of wine and reached for their glasses. With a little swirl of the bottle, I filled their cups halfway and mine to the brim. While they ate, in that their snail pace, I sipped on my glass of wine. It would take me barely a minute to wolf down my food, and if I wanted to be civil, it would take 5 minutes. Halfway through their food, Cherish took a side glance at me but it didn't go unnoticed. Apparently, she was surprised that I had not touched my food and looked at her plate, still wondering why I just sat there sipping wine.
"A toast, ladies. To an unending relationship. One that transcends eternity if I so will it."
In wonder, they picked up their glasses and met mine with a soft kink. With shaky hands, they brought the glasses to their lips and sipped their wine with the same pace they used to eat.