Dear readers, I apologize for such a long wait. Life tends to get in the way of our enjoyments sometimes. With school and work, I haven't had time to do the one thing that I really love...and that is to write! Don't worry, though. I've kept all these ideas in my head and I'm now at a point in my life where I can finally put those ideas onto paper again. Thank you for your patience. I'm sure there have been great authors here on Lit who've kept you all entertained with their great stories. I hope I'll be able to do the same. Feedback, whether good or bad, is greatly appreciated! Thanks again!
*Oh, and one more thing...I would advise any reader who has not read Avacon chapters 1 and 2 to do so before reading the following chapters. I'll also be writing from both Zemora and Antonio's side from now on. Enjoy!
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Zemora began to stir and suddenly shot up from her sleep-bound state. "Fuck..." She said panting, swallowing back a moan. She was breathing heavily and could feel the sweat dripping down her forehead and from her chest. She looked down and realized she was naked, and saw a big wet spot between her legs. She slowly slid her hand down there and touched herself, letting out a little moan. "I came...?" She asked aloud, and shocked. Even more surprising was how sensitive she was down there, too. Which would explain the moan...
It was all too real for Zemora. She'd never experienced such a vivid, intense sexual fantasy before. One that she could remember every detail to. She was still in awe that it was only a dream.
Oh what she would give to make those visions come true with him... by him she meant Antonio.
The way he looked at her as he undressed her body. The way he kissed her passionately and thoroughly before he made love to her pussy with his mouth and cock. "Mmm," she said aloud as she was picturing all of these things.
He was devastatingly handsome, in a dangerous way. His face and body was perfect. He was tall and dark, with a voice that was husky and laced with a deep accent that would make any girl wet. And for some reason, remembering that he was a Vampire caused her to become even more aroused. Maybe it was all that power and dangerousness that emanated from him.
She laid back down on her back, replaying the dream over and over again. Hearing his voice in her mind telling her to come for him. That made her even more wet and turned on. She lazily started touching her neck and chest, envisioning his hands doing this to her body.
Biting her bottom lip and then closing her eyes, she slowly started playing with her breasts. She imagined Antonio giving such affection to them, all the while looking at her with those deep blue, intense eyes. She slowly spread her legs and trailed her right hand down to her swollen center. She took her left hand, licked her fingers and started rubbing them on her breasts again.
She imagined it was Antonio's saliva making her ample mounds so saturated. She licked her pointer and middle finger on her right hand, placed it on her little nub and slowly drew circles. This caused Zemora to raise off the bed a little. She took her left hand and brought it down to her very wet pussy to spread her swollen lips a bit wider, intensifying the sensations her other hand was causing. She then stuck two fingers inside of her, pushing them in and out in a slow motion, as she humped down. She brought her fingers back out and began working on her clit again.
Her breathing became more rapid and that warm, intense sensation slowly started building in her pussy as she quickened her hand movements. She spread her legs wider, arching her back as she continued her moans, picturing his powerful physique right there with her. Chanting out Antonio's name as she got closer and closer to her orgasm and envisioning it was him doing all of this to her, she exploded. Her pussy muscles convulsed rapidly as she continued to prolong the intensity of her orgasm with her fingers. She felt her juices drip out of her, and then finally laid there limp.
