THE BLOOD BANK part 4 of 4

THE BLOOD BANK part 4 of 4

“No, Taylor is for you tonight, my love. I am just outside the bedroom door, and I just need a little drink to cement your relationship with her. I can join you both in a few weeks. She is a present for you to savor and keep. I want her to be here when I return, then maybe if she is ready, we can share her. Do not rush I cannot be with you guiding her all the time, so enjoy my sweet.”

Knowing I was close, and I have brought her Taylor as a gift, whose tongue is now deep inside her, sucking and licking her orgasm trigger caused Abbey to spasm in a climactic orgasm. Her hands grabbed Taylor’s head and holds her tight to her pelvis.

“Taylor, your beauty,” as her climax peaked.

Abbey relaxes, is warm, and is satisfied. She strokes Taylor's head and pulls her up. Knowing what was now required.

“My turn sweetie I want to pleasure you.” Abbey swaps positions with Taylor. She drops between Taylor's thighs and starts her exploration of Taylor's juice-soaked pleasure palace, enjoying the feedback from her moans and groans.

I nudge Taylor to close her eyes and dull her senses.

She doesn’t hear me enter the bedroom;

she doesn’t see Abbey stand and embrace me.

“Oh Vivienne, she’s wonderful, I didn’t see you at the party. Stay with us, drink from me again. Please?”

“No my sweet, Taylor is yours tonight, you know the rules, you need to rest but I will return soon enough.”

Taking Abbey’s place; briefly, I enjoy Taylor’s nectar licking her pleasure palace. Then search and find the femoral artery, finding the right spot on her athletic leg. I bite and the warm liquid fills my mouth and I drink. I release armies of endorphins through Taylor's body, and she is wracked by orgasms. I also give her a strong image of Abbey eating Taylor the lesbian goth out, on the bed. I too feel the rush, her blood carrying her endorphins to me. Abbey stands masturbating furiously as having never watched me drink before. She only ever having been the supply vessel, and she knows what Taylor is feeling.

I gauge the volume I have drunk. I drink a pint and cease, then lick saliva over the wound in Taylor's leg and watch it repair. She will barely see two dimples in the morning. I lick my lips, stand, and embrace Abbey, whilst she continues to masturbate. She tastes the blood in my mouth and her own orgasm climaxes. I hold her upright until she composes herself and returns to eating out Taylor. I slip out the door and once closed behind me; I release Taylor.

“Fuck Abbey, who was unbelievable, I have never cum so hard ever. That was the best orgasm ever, I have gushed all over your sheets. Jeez, you sexy fucking beast, come here.”

I return to Abbey's couch and sit, sated, like after enjoying an enormous glass of fine wine. I feel them passionately kiss and Taylor doesn't need nudging now, so I relax, listen and feel their minds and emotions.

“Abbey, do you have one of that strap-ons?”

“Yes, do you want me to fuck you?”

“Well, I’ve crossed a few barriers today and I’ve always wondered what it is like to be a man fucking his girl. Can I fuck you?”

“Vivienne, are you hearing this, is this you?”

“No Abbey, Once I left your bedroom, I released her. She is yours.”

“Oh Vivienne, thank you, she is wonderful.”

“Yes Taylor, I want you to fuck me, I have something special that will benefit us both.”

I watch Abbey through Taylor’s eyes as she goes into a drawer and returns with a strapless dildo. She applies lube and expertly inserts it into Taylor. I can feel the wave of Taylor’s pleasure as she feels Abbey’s hands and the large bulbous end enter her. I feel Abbey zip her latex panties tight onto the dildo. Taylor feels full of this foreign object deep inside her. Abbey lies on the bed, legs spread expectantly.

Taylor walks around, soaking in the beautiful woman waiting for her phallus. She tries to accustom herself to this erotic object deep inside her thighs. She adds lube whilst stroking it, like any good porn video, feeling the power of a phallus.

Abbey watches her clamber across the bed towards her, holding the dildo like it could drop off at any moment. Abbey holds it and guides it between her thighs into her palace of pleasure. Abbey’s palaces accept the phallus, her ecstasy as it slides in and she accepts Taylor’s body weight onto her.

Initially, they just grind hips, both getting used to being linked by this phallus inside both of them. Then Taylor starts to stroke in and out, her phallus just pulling and pushing inside her. She remembers her ex-boyfriend's moves; I see her mind’s eye, trying to give Abbey the pleasure she has previously experienced. She holds onto Abbey’s hips and rises to drive faster and harder into her. I see her lusting down onto Abbey, thrusting into her, and watching her breasts float up and down.

I see Taylor from below, above Abbey, her breasts hanging and swinging, thrusting into Abbey. Abbey wraps her legs behind Taylor to ease the entry.

I am sitting back to just soak in their pleasures. Hearing their rhythmic grunts, feeling their passion and lust. Bathing in the stereoscopic images of each other in the throes of sex. Their individual crescendos build up with screams of pleasurable release, and again I feel their orgasms in stereo. I enjoy my own voyeuristic orgasm.

My evening was done, I get up and quietly leave, as they settle down in each other's arms cuddling and falling asleep. I make a little noise as I lock the door from the outside. I quietly walk into the night, searching my mind around me, as it is still dark enough for the night walkers.

To be continued