An Unforgettable Kiss
2nd Edition
Justina Valentine had just come off stage as the show Wild n Out began to roll the credits. Backstage, she found Sommer Ray cooling off after being under the many stage lights for ages. She greeted her with a hug from behind and a quick kiss on the neck.
"Hey, baby girl! Damn, you fuckin killed it out there, babe! Dropping them beats!" Laughed Justina happily.
"Awh, thanks babe!" Chirped Sommer, turning to face her with a hug in return. Justina couldn't help but think back to their time on stage, glancing at Sommer briefly as she caught her gaze.
"And, uh, ya know what? You're a pretty good kisser too. Shame we couldn't enjoy it a little longer. Those fuckers out there would start smashing one out if they really saw us goin' at it." Said Justina suggestively, tilting her head slightly as she eyed Sommer head to toe, twirling her long dyed red hair between her fingers.
Sommer wore the very short black top, branding the Wild n Out logo. And a dark blue pair of jeans with holes in the front down her legs, her soft brown hair tied back loosely.
Sommer raised an eyebrow, grinning as she checked behind her. All the others were still on stage chatting about the rap battles they had on tonight's show. Sommer leaned closer.
"Oh yeah? We still could... I won't tell if you don't." Sommer grinned, stepping closer and gently touching Justina's waist.
Upon getting closer to her, Sommer felt a wave of elation wash through her as she held Justina close, biting her lips as her scent intensified the sensations, making her feel primal as she fought off the temptation to pin Justina against the wall and make ravenous love to her.
Justina was still relatively young, not even thirty yet. Her long, vibrant, dyed-red hair flowed from under her black baseball cap, rolling down over her shoulders.
She wore a low-cut black top with a camo jacket tied around her waist, with light grey jeans and her usual raised black boots to complete her look.
Sommer thought to herself, I could easily get away with stealing a few years from her as long as I can control myself.
She didn't want to hide who she was anymore; she wanted to be free. But because of what she was, in order to do so, she would need to do something drastic.
It hadn't been long since Sommer discovered she was special, having started to develop a sixth sense for people around her, feeling their energy, the life essence within them called to her.
She was a Slaver, apparently one of many in the world. It was all new to her, especially the intriguing new addition she now had tucked inside her jeans.
Justina felt different to everyone else's energy she'd sensed. She felt stronger, filled with an energy unlike any other. Sommer's urge to feed only grew stronger the longer she spent in her presence.
They looked at each other, sharing a tense moment of silence before they leaned into each other. Their lips touched once more, and Sommer felt a static shock on her lips as they met with Justina's.
At first, it was slow and gentle as they kissed, but once they started groping one another, things got feisty quickly. Justina was surprised when Sommer backed her against a nearby wall, groping her hair as she pressed herself against Justina, passionately making out with her.
Justina cupped Sommer's plentiful ass, squeezing her succulent cheeks firmly. Quickly becoming overwhelmed with lust, Sommer let out a moan; slipping a hand up to Justina's neck and latching onto her throat tightly.
Sommer began to feed, causing Justina's body to glow with a misty red hue. It travelled down her arm and was absorbed into her body, making her gasp intensely as she grew stronger.
Having unknowingly been born with this rare red exotic energy, Justina was lucky to still be alive, as slavers usually hunted people like her down, desperate to get a taste of it and bolster their strength tenfold.
Slavers found this unique exotic energy utterly irresistible, causing their instincts to go wild with delight in a dangerous feeding frenzy. Still, if Sommer was going to make the experience last, she had to restrain herself before she did any permanent damage.
As she fed, the thick and creamy shaving Foam-like substance that lined the whole of her jeans began to grow, absorbing the energy she took from Justina, making her more powerful and drastically increasing her life span. Her legs and hips visibly grew more prominent as her Foam expanded, causing her already tight jeans to creak quietly.
Sommer's eyes were wild with orgasmic lust as she fed, squeezing at Justina's throat harder, sucking more and more life from her. Justina had fallen into a kind of hypnotic trance caused by the energy drain, stopping her from fighting back.
But to make things stranger, Sommer noticed that Justina wasn't in any pain. Usually, with any living creature being fed on, it was in agony as its life force was drained.
Instead, Justina seemed to be feeling relief as the exotic energy she had was drained from her. Sommer had made a rare discovery: a human immune to the pain of feeding.
Justina started to visibly age after a while, her hair slowly turning grey as subtle wrinkles formed on her face. Sommer moaned deeply, trying to keep quiet so she didn't draw attention. She saw Justina ageing slowly and fought hard to pry her hand away. Every fibre of her being wanted to keep going, but she knew she had to stop.
Sommer groaned blissfully as she fought to control herself, enjoying the feeling of her jeans tightening far too much as she ripped her hand away, finally letting her go.
Justina gasped as Sommer let go, staying against the wall as she slipped out of her trance. Before Justina could even stop to think, Sommer resumed kissing her, keeping her occupied for a little longer.
"So, uh... Wanna come back to my place? We'll have more privacy there." Sommer said excitedly, caressing Justina's chest gently, trying to resist the overwhelming urge to grab her neck again.
"Bitch, I thought you'd never ask! Fuck yeah!" Justina smiled cheerfully, slapping Sommer's slightly larger ass.
Sommer sighed, biting her lips as she kissed Justina again, taking her hand and pulling her close as they exchanged a few more passionate kisses.
The pair laughed as they gazed into each other's eyes, feeling a rush they hadn't felt for ages as they looked around, making sure no one had seen them. With their adrenaline pumping, they set off for the parking lot to catch a ride home, where they could continue their newfound fondness for one another.
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The pair arrived at Sommer's house in San Fernando Valley, pulling up in a Mercedes GLE coupe SUV. Justina nodded subtly as they stopped just outside the front door.
"Damn, girl. You livin the life, huh?" Giggled Justina. Gazing around at Sommer's lavish home.
Barely able to hold back her insatiable urges, Sommer leaned over, grabbing Justina by the hair and pulling her in for a kiss. The two embraced each other longingly, feeling increasingly energised with every wet, sloppy kiss they had.
Sommer forced herself to stop and let go, pulling away from Justina as she sighed blissfully.
"Before we, uh, get frisky... I got something I wanna show you. Come on." Sommer giggled, biting her lips as she jumped out of the car and headed inside.
Justina jumped out and followed her up the driveway, checking out the house as she approached.
"Shit girl, you livin' in style!" Chirped Justina, watching as Sommer dashed inside, leaving the front door open for her.
"This is gonna be sick," Justina said to herself, heading inside to find Sommer, who'd appeared from a locked side room next to the living room, quickly shutting the doors behind her as Justina approached from behind.
"You ready?" Sommer giggled excitedly with a bright grin. She had removed her hair from its loose bun, letting it flow gracefully over her shoulders.
Justina simply smiled as she approached Sommer, biting her lip seductively. Placing her hands on Sommer's waist and leaned into Sommer's neck, kissing and gently nipping at her flesh.
Sommer sighed, resisting the urge to feed again as she grabbed Justina's ass, cupping it firmly and squeezing it as they resumed kissing.
Justina toyed with the buttons on Sommer's jeans, working them loose one by one until she could wiggle her hand into her knickers, only to feel something very strange inside as she slipped her hand in deep enough to reach Sommer's dripping pussy.
Sommer cooed as she felt Justina's fingers starting to tease her bean. Lubricated by the contents of her big, tight jeans. Justina backed her against the wall, holding the small of Sommer's back as she fingered her.
"You ever thought about being someone's slave?" Said Sommer breathily. Feeling Justina's curves before untying the camo jacket around Justina's waist, letting it drop to the floor.
"What like a Dom and Sub kinda thing?" She replied, continuing to finger her rhythmically.
"Sorta... but more permanent." Moaned Sommer, almost unable to hold her urges off much longer. She slid Justina's baseball cap off and tossed it aside gently.
"Like a sex slave?" Asked Justina curiously. Starting to notice that the inside of Sommer's trousers felt strange, making her arm feel slightly tingly.
"Close enough." Moaned Sommer as Justina kept a good rhythm. Holding onto Justina's top and scrunching it in her hands as she sighed blissfully.
"Nah, not my style, girl... I prefer to do the fucking." said Justina firmly, trying to assert herself.
"But would you try it, babe? Just for me?" Whispered Sommer. Justina chuckled slightly as she grinned.
"There ain't no harm in trying, I guess... What do you want me to do?" She whispered back.
"Look at me. Take your hand out slowly. And stay calm." Said Sommer, making direct eye contact with Justina, ensnaring her with her enchanting gaze.
Sommer urged Justina to remove her hand, sliding out of her jeans to reveal it was covered in thick, creamy foam all the way past her wrist.
