MY SUGAR MUMMY IS A BEAUTIFUL VAMPIRE

Blake took Rose in his arms and caressed her, running his hands over her arms and down the sides of her neck and his lips found hers. Soft yet demanding, firm and insistent, he kissed her thoroughly and completely, little moans of pleasure coming from both of them. She closed her eyes and leaned back against him, feeling the roughness of his beard, breathing in the spicy scent that is uniquely his.

Making out with him was pure joy, one of life's little guilty pleasures that she not-so-secretly thought everyone should indulge in a little more often. How could she resist the little electric sparks that ran through her, the catch of her breath whenever she thought of him, that tingly sensation and the throbbing of her girl parts whenever he was near?

The sound of ripping velcro brought her back to life as she helped undo his belt and slide the zipper of his plain trousers lower and lower. Reaching inside, she found him already hard and hot as she reached inside and drew him out.

He leaned back onto the bed and whispered to her, "Let's see what you can do with this."

She knew exactly what she she knew what she had to do.

After all, she made her research. The results were unconventional but seemed easy. It wasn't her style nor had she done it before yet for Blake, she would do anything he requested. Although she yearned for his dick to be in her pussy, if this was what it took to get him to render that item of his, so be it.

She ran her fingertips around the head of his cock and down the velvety skin of his shaft. So hot, thick and impossibly hard.

She ran her fingers from base to tip, stopping to trace the tiny eye with the very tip of her finger before moving back down, transfixed by the rhythmic beat of his cock as her fingers moved over his skin.

She wanted to taste him.

She slid him into her waiting mouth and swirled her tongue around the tip, stretching out to trace the pattern her fingers just made.

"Mmmph," came from Blake.

Listening to him moan, she worked her tongue unabashadly up, over and around the rigid length of his cock in wide strokes, soft feathery caresses, light teasing licks and then down the sensitive underside. Drawing him deeping into her mouth she felt the beat of his pulse, a steady tattoo against her tongue.

He ran his fingers through her hair, stroked her earlobes and for a moment she thought he would use his hands to hold her head and fuck her mouth to his own rhythm, but he didn't. She took that as a sign that he wanted her to take him where she wanted to go, as far as she wanted to go.

To take him, inch by devine inch, far inside her until she could take no more. Filled, Completely. She was more than up to the task!

She continued to suck him and slide one hand up and down his shaft twisting and squeezing lightly, as he moaned his approval, stopping once in a while to cup his balls in the other hand, fondle them and marvel at their shape and warmth, at the velvety smooth skin covering them. She was a fast learner. To think she figured it all out from a single search.

Not everything that came with the golden age of technology was terrible afterall, she mused.

Ironically, she even ran a big tech company to begin with.

She wanted him to cum for her. Plain and simple, she wanted to make love to him with her mouth, waiting, longing to feel the moment that he peaked, couldn't think straight, saw stars and stripes, went over that edge for her.

Raw, powerful, uninhibited. Head thrown back, eyes, closed, yes!

Body wracking primal orgasm! She hadn't experienced it in a while and it looked like Blake had been starving too. She had it once though. Two centuries was a long time to be celibate.

Quite frankly, she feared her insides may have run dry. She was suprised even when she found out that she was wet. Only Blake had gotten her to feel this way in long time.

Now orgasm. Yes, she wanted to taste it, feel it, revel in it and lock that memory away in her brain forever.

"Argh... I'm about to cum!" Blake announced.

He could think of a million ways this could turn out bad. He tried to warn her that he was about to cum, afraid she might not like it if he came directly in her mouth. He tried to push her away.

It was a courtesy. It was sweet and it made her smile.

However, Thoughful was not what she wanted tonight. She slowed down and mouthed him for a moment and waited for it, watched him through half-open eyes throw his head back, stifle a scream, lift his hips and cum hard in her mouth.

Just then it began to rain outside.

"Hng... ughhhh...!" He grit his teeth as guttural moans left his throat. His hips bucked roughly as he shot volley after volley of himself into her warm out.

Blake ejected like a projectile into her mouth, pouring it all. She swallowed and looked up, into eyes wide and disbelieving.

Blue and soulful eyes that belonged to the object of her fantasy turned reality, her crush, her desire, her love.

She licked her lips and smiled up at him. Blake was surprised at how naughty she turned out to be.

What Blake didn't know was that it only took her a Google search to get ready for him. But the fun was yet to begin. They had only thrown a stone in a pond. They had to fill the whole thing up!

She took him into her mouth again, rolling her tongue across his head and shaft. The warm wetness made his cock spasm with a regular rhythm, as she kick started his dick all over. There was no time out for Blake.

No looking back, no holding back, they were aiming for the edge and hopefully falling over that cliff.

Just when he thought he could take no more, he felt cool air. He opened his eyes; there Rose was, before him on the bed, legs spread and prepared for the main event.