I sat on the edge of the bed, naked, as Kelly started to dance in front of me. She was also completely naked and loving putting on a show for me. She giggles as my erection follows her dance, like she is a snake charmer. My eyes drifted all over her body, perfection with a slight muscle definition that work as a professional dancer had given her. We had met in a theatre where I was part of the band that played the music for her dance and there was an instant connection. This was going to be the first time we slept together and, as she struts towards me, leaning back slightly so her breasts rise into my eyeline I can't hold my anticipation in any longer. She stops in front of me, standing waiting so I shut my eyes, lean forward to kiss her breasts and....... NOTHING. She is gone.
"Oh no, not again, MElISANDRE!" I shout angrily.
The closed door to my bedroom turns black as the void and Melisandre walks through, laughing. Melisandre is a demon attached to me since I was born. Apparently my dad had made a deal with her, which is why we had a lot of money, although he had promised her his first son when he thought that he and mum couldn't have kids (thanks for that, dad). Melisandre has light red skin and fiery red hair, swept back straight over her head. Her eyes are a deep orange, burning like a bonfire on November 5th and she always makes herself alluring by wearing a small brown bra top and a light loin cloth. She leaned on the doorframe and smiled.
"That one was quite pretty, such a shame," she teased
Anytime I got close to a woman, especially sexually, Melisandre would take them away, putting them back in their home with no memory of what happened or their relationship with me. Despite her demonic appearance, Melisandre had never given any indication that she meant me any harm, nor the women she took away from me. She never got angry that I had met women and never threatened me.
While not harmful, at 22 years old, it was extremely sexually frustrating and my frustration reached boiling point now as I sat naked on the bed. She walked over, slowly and sultry, leaning down so I could smell the lingering scent of sulfur on her.
She repeated the same thing she always said when this happened, "You belong to me."
Raw frustration overtook me as I stood up, enraged, pushing her back against the wall and grabbing her face.
"In that case," I seethe at her, "You belong to me too."
I kiss her lips and she looks shocked at first, but then leans forward into it. My tongue slips into her mouth, running gently over her fangs as her slim forked tongue pushes itself into my mouth, tasting each other for the first time. I let go of her face, breaking briefly away from the kiss and she runs her clawed fingers down my arms as I angrily tear her bra off, releasing her voluptuous breasts. Her nipples are dark brown and already becoming erect, the push and kiss clearly turning her on. I grab at her breast, clenching her nipple between my fingers, squeezing as she groans encouragingly. I grab her chin again, turning her head sideways and kissing her neck, licking her soft, velvety skin as I move down her chest. Her skin tastes incredible, like soft cinnamon, so I carry on licking, between her breasts and onto them, rolling my tongue around until I reach the now fully erect nipple, biting on it and eliciting a gasp of enjoyment from Melisandre.
"Oh, you bad boy," she says but her breathy voice and hard nipples tell me she is enjoying my angry seduction.
I release her nipple and it springs back, desperate for more attention from me, but I drop to my knees, kissing her sweet stomach and rip her loincloth, revealing a gorgeous vagina already damp from my actions. Gripping her ankle, I lift her leg over my shoulder, giving me space to get to the sweet nectar inside her as I shove my tongue between her vagina folds.
She strokes at my hair, purring "Very good, get that first ever taste of pussy.", looking down at me as a teacher would look at a star pupil, proud and encouraging.
My frustration and anger has not yet diminished so my tongue doesn't gently flick but writhes around inside her, hitting every pleasure spot hard. I feel a bump appear just below my nose as I smell the wonderful scent of her vagina being pleasured, so my hands slides up and my fingers part her folds, her clitoris poking our desperate to be involved. I give it what it desires, alternating between tongue fucking her and rolling her clitoris around my mouth as she throws her head back and rolls her eyes up in sheer delight.
She cries out "Oh wow, you are so...."
Her moan gets cut off by me pushing deeper inside her, my top lip rolling over her clitoris rapidly. A moment of this brings a tremble to her knees and I feel her pussy contract around my tongue.
As pleasure reaches its zenith, she cries out, "Yes, yes, YES...." just before her cum arrives, gushing into my mouth as welcome as a refreshing glass of juice on a hot day.
I swallow, roll her leg off my shoulder and stand up, with her knees buckling still, I push her down to kneel in front of me. My cock is right in front of her, a bead of excited pre-cum on it and, without a word, she opens her mouth, ready to take my member. I push my hips forward, slowly at first but, as her lips run over the head of my cock, I grab her hair and thrust my entire length into her mouth.
"Mmmm," Melisandre responds, with her mouth full and my grip on her hair dragging her head back and forth forcibly, but her smile as she looked up at me said she was enjoying this as much as I was.
Her thin, forked tongue feels incredible wrapped around my shaft as it is buried base deep in her mouth, my moving back slightly only to thrust in again harder. I can feel my cum building but I am not yet satisfied or sated and, even with this being my first time, I hold myself back, not wanting to cum yet, until I had satisfaction for the amount of times Melisandre has interrupted me before.
I pull my throbbing member out of her mouth and place my hand on the back of her neck, stepping to the side and shoving her down onto all fours. She knows what I want, looking over her shoulder at me.
"Take me," she asks.
