THE BLOOD BANK part 3 of 4

THE BLOOD BANK part 3 of 4
 
Soon the two were drinks in hand, in Abbey’s bedroom, discussing her wardrobe. In the dark, soft-lit bedroom Taylor is watching Abbey closely, appreciating her stunning outfit. Taylor has never salivated over another woman before, but she is now. Her pussy feels it and I can feel it too. It is good to see her eyes still regularly drift to appreciate Abbey’s ample cleavage and her rear.
 
Abbey pulls out a matching black silk 1950s-style bra and panty girdle set with suspenders for Taylor to try on. Also, some choices of similar Basques. They decide that with Abbey being taller than Taylor and a C cup to her B, the Basques will not fit. But she also has some training waist decisive factor corsets that will.
 
Abbey also offers a black latex option of the same 1950s-style bra & panty set, which makes me nervous. But it seems not Taylor, as she shyly picks the latex option. She turns her back to Abbey and lifts the skater dress off over her head, to reveal an average supermarket mixed bra and panty set. Her boyfriend was not going to get anything tonight from her, anyway.
 
Abbey is almost drooling as Taylor removes her bra, exposing her back and shoulders. Taylor was not ready to reveal herself to Abbey yet. Abbey helps her with the latex bra. She cheekily comes from behind to stretch the latex over her breasts as she pulls it down. Feeling Taylor's soft dry skin and button-hard nipples, making Taylor shiver. I feel Taylor's endorphin rush. A few fumbled snaps and twists have the adjustments right. Abbey is now up close and at a fever pitch, the room is now electric with sexual tension.
 
Taylor drops to remove her pumps and panties; Abbey just stands back, leaving Taylor standing bottomless whilst Abbey just soaks in the peachy view of her bare buttocks.
 
“Abs, the panties please?” Taylor giggled, looking over her shoulders. Knowing full well what is happening, producing her own endorphins surging through her.
 
Abbey picks up the black latex panties and places them under her feet. Her face was just inches from her buttocks. As Taylor steps into the leg holes, Abbey cannot resist and plants a kiss on each cheek. Sending ripples of excitement through them both. Abbey again takes control of dressing Taylor, who is unaware that these have under-crotch zips for Abbey’s easy access later.
 
Abbey wraps the chosen black decisive factor corset around Taylor from behind. Stretching it back tightly to snap the clips together, running up Taylor’s spine.
 
Abbey rolls up each stocking and kneels to load one onto Taylor's toes. She unrolls it slowly, erotically up her athletic smooth leg, kissing her on her high thigh and hip, snapping the suspenders into place. Abbey feels Taylor lean her one hand on her for balance and blushes at the sensuous soft contact. She moves around and repeats for the other leg.
 
Finally, Taylor turned so Abbey could see her in her new persona, Taylor the lesbian goth. Abbey gasps at the vision step forward and hold her hands. Sexual tension tingles through them both. Each of them provides its own endorphin hits. Hands slide up soft arms to shoulders and waists as the two come together and embraced their first enthusiastic kiss. Taylors first genuine kiss with a woman, searching for Abbey’s tongue and enjoying her taste and warmth. Positive endorphins flow through them both.
 
“Taylor, you look fabulous, one sexy chick” Abbey says as they separated, once again at arm’s length.
 
“Abs, you’re not so bad yourself, although a little overdressed”
 
Abbey drops her skirt, so Taylor can feel more comfortable, and they met in another passionate lingering kiss. Both pairs of hands explore each other’s bodies.
 
Meanwhile, I am quietly leaning against a wall in the dark outside, just scanning and enjoying their minds and emotions as the fruits of the evening. Now was the time to move, I cross the street and silently let myself in and lock the door behind me. I move through the apartment silently to stand outside the bedroom. Being close, I will not make too much noise if I must take control.
 
Abbey and Taylor are now admiring each other in the one-tall mirror. I nudged them both slightly to remove the ripples in the oversized latex bra on Taylor. Although in their tipsy drunk state it did not need much, just a little airbrushing of the image.
 
“Abs, you are so sexy. You know this is a little scary as I have never been with a woman before. In fact, I have never wanted a woman as I want you now,” Taylor admitted blushing.
 
“That is ok, I have never wanted a skater as much as I want you now, I will be gentle, and you are sexy yourself. We can go slowly, no rush.”
 
They embraced again, this time falling on the bed, and their hands explore more private areas. Taylor is shocked to find Abbey’s panties are wet for her!
 
“Abbey, can you release those boobs, you are magnificent in that Basque, but I want to see them bouncing free. You cannot appreciate boobs in the girls’ showers, it upsets people.”
 
Abbey sits up, removes her shoulder blouse, and starts to remove her Basque. Watching her, Taylor is open-mouthed, as this woman undresses for her, in front of her. Finally released, they bounce-free, and Taylor softly caresses them, kissing first one and then the other. Abbey went to remove Taylor's latex bra.
 
“No, I don't know if I am ready for both of us to be naked together, yet!”
 
Although I can feel Taylor enjoying the restriction, and the sensual touch of the latex and clincher to be exciting her as much as Abbey’s caresses.
 
Abbey shrugs and caresses her through the latex, one hand drifts down to her crotch, feeling Taylor writhe beneath her. She feels for the tiny zip. I nudge, keeping Taylor busy, focusing on Abbey's breasts, sucking, and caressing them. With Abbey being taller, this engagement is perfect. She does not feel Abbey's fingers slide the zip exposing her pleasure palace. But she feels Abbey's finger slide along her palace’s lips to unzip her pleasure purse to gain entry.
 
“Mumm away, don’t... Mumm no.” The words came out, but her thighs spread, and she releases another wave of her own endorphins.
 
Abbey’s experience took over, and she expertly explores Taylor's pleasure palace. Finding and teasing her climax trigger, and her inner entrance, whilst spreading her natural lubrication throughout.
 
I can feel their pleasure, it is exciting me too, and I am wet also, feeling the encounter in stereo.
 
Taylor's finger slips into Abbey, her black silk panties not hindering progress. Years of masturbating and exploring her own body make this not such a taboo, she knows her around. She explores Abbey's palace. I nudged her to roll Abbey onto her back, to slide down, kissing her way down. To release Abby’s suspenders and slide her panties down.
 
Do you remember that smell that comforts you from childhood? The one that tells you you are safe and well. She needed a nudge to kiss lower, so I find that memory and give her that aroma, and nudged again.
 
Taylor kisses Abbey's bald pubic mound and extends her tongue to explore Abbey's pink pleasure lips. She feels the juices, and I ease her tongue in deeper. I feel Abbey's pleasure fountain and get Taylor to suck and tease it.
 
Taylor is still in control and if she wanted to, she could break free from my nudging. I want her to remember her pleasuring Abbey for future engagements. I get her to look up over Abbey’s smooth bonnet, over her flat stomach, and between her rippling boobs to see the pleasure on Abbey’s face.
 
I nudged Abbey to look down at Taylor eating her out, her eyes fixed on her.
 
Then I took over, at this distance, mild control would be barely a whisper. Certainly, it could not be heard if any vampire were standing in the street outside.
 
Taylor was not to remember this; this was for Abbey's ears only. Abbey saw Taylor stop and raise her head, smiling lovingly at her through her thighs.
 
“Abbey, I am a little Halloween present to you from Vivienne.”
 
Taylor returned to her tongue’s explorations, and I released her.
 
Abbey just restrained a verbal squeal, but she knows I can read her mind. So, thinks, “Vivienne, oh she is wonderful, thank you. Are you close? You must be, be with us, come join us tonight.”
 
To be contuinued