Claudia's Men (MMF)
Patience isn't Terrance or Howard's best virtue, but Claudia was worth the wait, and now she's ripe for seduction.
Her thoughts give away her naivete, but they also reveal her longing for Terrance and Howard's style of sexual attention. She'll become their submissive bride: body, mind and soul. They will initiate her into their world of blood sucking and darkness. Her reward will be the sexual fulfillment she craves.
"This story evolved from listening to an oldies station on the radio while fishing from our pier one evening. Song after song put me in a 'nineteen sixties' mood. The moon rising over the water suggested an eerie darkness. Bats starting to fly for their evening meal suggested vampires. I started drafting the characters that night and the end result is Claudia's Men." ~ Louisa ~
A Siren Erotic Romance
Claudia knew this was insane. Anyone could wander down to the lake and find them locked in each other’s arms, her skirt pulled up and her panties pushed down her thighs. His right hand mingled in her hair, directing their kiss, while she allowed his other to intimately awaken her. She pulled back for a breath, acknowledging to herself she’d lost her mind completely, letting a total stranger touch her. But his hands were cool against her, now alternating between pinching her rear and rubbing her pussy lips.
She groaned loudly, outwardly disappointed when he pulled his hand away. She was surprised and pleased when he drew his fingers along her mouth, dipping his head down to lick her lips. He repeated the process several times, and she waited to lick his fingers coated with her moisture the next pass. In the shadows of the trees, he pulled her backward to a small bench. He sat, bracing his legs a shoulder-width apart. As he dropped, his arm still wrapped around her, he pulled her with him. They landed with her face down across his lap. She struggled to get up, to pull down her skirt and to pull her panties back up to cover her bare buttocks. She stopped when his hand landed palm first on her left buttock then her right.
Dead silence surrounded them except for her heavy breaths. Party noises floated from various directions but became obsolete. The sound of his palm contacting firmly with her skin seemed to hang in the humid air around them.
“Stop that,” she said with short breaths. “It’s not funny. Let me up.”
“Ah, now you’re indignant and shocked at my forwardness.” The sound of his laugh deepened. She hated the irony his tone conveyed so accurately. She hated that she wasn’t doing more to stop him, accepting his hand to her skin awakened something buried deep inside. Something she’d never let herself acknowledge, even to herself. He dropped his hand from her skin, and she went cold inside. Glancing over her shoulder, the look on his face told her he knew exactly that.
“Claudia, make a choice,” he whispered, pulling her up by the shoulders to face him. His kissed her and she no longer cared if her need was indecent, she wanted this stranger to fulfill the fantasies she wouldn’t admit. “Decide now,” he whispered. He helped her to stand before him, tugging down the sleeves of her top, revealing the satin cups of her corset. Freeing her breasts to his waiting hands, her nipples hardened further from his touch.
His mouth found her and sucked, sending a shiver from her breast to her pussy. Her nipple puckered harder in the night air after being released from his lips. Her sigh resonated in the night air. Taking her other nipple, he sucked harder, his hand back to her lower cheek, palming her skin. The increasing pressure of his pinch echoed through her, nipple to her belly and directly to her lower lips. It made them heavy and wet, separating of their own volition, waiting to be penetrated.
Rewarded with his gentle probing near her opening, she sighed aloud, and he changed breasts, sucking her nipple and skin between his lips, drawing her toward a point of no return.
She sighed when he drew his lips from her breast, moving her back over his lap, exposed and wanting his touch. His palm spanked her lightly, and with each tap, she felt his erection surge against her belly. Claudia maneuvered her arm downward and shifted to cup him, her hand not able to contain his length. She acknowledged his girth and squeezed a bit harder, rewarded with his pulse in her hand.
Spurned on by his size, she dropped to the ground between his legs, kneeling before him, inching closer between his widespread thighs. Watching his black eyes for only a second, she focused her attention on lowering his zipper over the bulge. His cock all but sprang into her hand as she peeled the fabric away.