A/N: This is a TAMERIC (Eric/Pam/Tara)
Song: Untitled (How Does It Feel) By D'Angelo
HOT LEMONS!
The obsidian haired vampire hissed at her Sire through a clenched jaw. "You're only doing this because you saw Eric leaving Nora and Willa's place last night!"
"That's were your wrong doll-face." Pam lazily drawled while unzipping her pink tracksuit jacket revealing a black bra that pushed her ample breast up higher than Tara thought possible.
"I want some Viking dick and so do you."
"No, I don't!" Tara snapped, hoping her denial was convincing.
Truthfully, Tara's sexually charged thoughts about her handsome Grand-Sire invaded her mind on many occasions.
Tara thought about the incident that happened last weekend. She'd walked in on Eric receiving a blow-job from one of his many fang-bangers. The woman giving Eric fellatio never knew Tara was there and it amused Tara that he looked bored. Suddenly Eric met Tara's curious gaze and she was taken back by his expression. His cold stare, smoothly shifting to a lust filled gaze. His icy blue eyes fixated passionately on the dark-skinned beauty. He looked appreciatively at Tara's shapely body, licking his lips while grinning, showing Tara the full length of his fangs.
Slightly embarrassed she whispered to Eric, "Sorry for disturbing yawl," making sure her voice was lower than the human's ears could pick up.
His lips curled up into an unabashedly mischievous smirk. "No, you're not." He whispered back.
Tara felt her cheeks burn as she discreetly shut the door.
"You can't lie to me, Tara," Pam said, removing Tara from her thoughts. The leggy blonde was sifting through hangers upon hangers of garments. "I bet your thinking about Eric right now."
"No, I'm not!" The petite vampire huffed once more. Annoyed that her Sire could feel her every emotion. "Besides, Eric isn't interested in me..." She said, realizing her statement sounded more like a question.
"Oh you know he wants to fuck you Tara Mea," Pam said, grinning wickedly. The thought of her Sire and Progeny having sex excited her. "And I see the way you look at him..." She tossed Tara a thin lacy garment, already picturing her in it. "And you want to fuck him too." She opened a shoe box and handed her progeny a pair of black, platform, five-inch pumps with a little red bow on the heel.
"Now get dressed."
Tara's perfectly shaped eyebrow arched inquisitively, scrutinizing the black, barely-there, thong- teddy and then she grumbled. "I feel like one of your Victorian whores."
Pam held her sexy acolytes in a lustful observation, she found Tara's pouting adorable. "Trust me, you're not." She purred, assuring her child while slowly removing her pink tracksuit bottoms, revealing a pair of black peek-a-boo panties, causing a stormy wave of lust to swept over Tara. "I nor Eric would ever touch any of those disease-ridden trollops." Pam drawled and took a seat on the edge of the bed.
Tara giggled, despite herself. Pam's wit amused her till no end. Still, the brown-eyed beauty did not feel comfortable. She'd never done anything like this before and was unsure if she'd even enjoy it.
But there was no doubt about it.
She was curious.
Tara's big brown eyes lit up with desire as she eyed her Sire sliding on a pair of red, lace, thigh-high stockings. Slowly pulling them up her long slender legs. Afterward, Pam strapped on a pair of shiny black three-inch pumps.
"How do I look doll-face?" The blonde vixen asked as she stood and twirled around, her long blond locks whipped around, lightly falling down her back and shoulders.
Tara nodded but did not speak. She was momentarily speechless as she admired her tall, lean and simply breathtaking Sire.
Tara felt herself becoming more aroused by the minute and Pam could feel her arousal, but she could also sense lingering uncertainty.
Pam wanted nothing more than for her child to yield to her desires. She reached Tara in a fraction of a second and with a delicate kiss on her forehead the former brothel Madame hoped to erase all Tara's trepidation.
And the doorbell rang.
"He's here," Pam announced in her sexy drawl.
Tara huffed her dismay, ran to the bathroom, and slammed the door.
Pam rolled her baby blue eyes before slowly promenading to the door, her Prada pumps clicked stridently at every step.
When she swung the door open she was pleased to see Eric's wide eyes igniting with desire.
Showing his pleasure, he kissed her passionately and she matched his kiss with just as much desire.
"I've missed you." Pam crooned, rubbing herself against the firmness of his crotch.
"I've missed you too." Eric purred into her hair.
"Why did you stop coming over then?" Pam pouted sexily sliding her tongue over her ruby lips.
"You and Tara needed time to learn one another," Eric said.
"...Yeah," Tara smiled at them demurely, "Pam, haven't you heard the saying twos company, threes a crowd." The dark-skinned beauty had waited for the perfect moment to interrupt them.
Eric and Pam turn their head in unison to the sound of Tara's voice. The site of her left them both momentarily unable to speak.
Tara looked incredible in the see-through teddy and pumps. The smell of her sex was already permeating in the air and it filled Eric and Pam's nostrils with the honey-sweet aroma; inflaming their desire for their baby vampire ten-fold.
The room became charged with energy as the small-town girl slowly sauntered towards the Victorian Madame and the Viking Warrior. Eric became harder than he thought possible and Pam smirked in approval as she proudly gazed upon her sexy progeny.
Eric wasted little time in removing his shirt and jeans. He splayed his long muscular body across the king-sized bed that took up a large corner of Pam and Tara's master-bedroom.
It was a well-furnished space. The dressers and wardrobe were carved out of ebony wood, and the sheets, duvet, and pillows were a mixture of black, red and purple colors that suited the couple well. The adjoining bathroom was just as spacious and he wondered how much trouble they would get into if they decided to put the large Jacuzzi bath to good use.
Still sensing a little nervousness, Pam clicks on some mood setting music, knowing it will relax her beautiful acolytes. Pam turned her head to the side, brushed Tara's raven locks to the side, licking her ear, making her smile. She knew her child had always liked that. Tara let out a pretty moan as her fangs darted out as Pam nibbled playfully at her earlobe.
She moved Tara's long raven locks out of the way and licked the side of her neck, letting her pale hands trail down the side of Tara's dark arms, onto her curvaceous ass, gripping it firmly and pulling her petite body into hers.
Tara moved her upper body in a lazy circle, leaning away from Pam and then against her again. They moved together, grinding against each other and they two sultry vampires let the music move them as Eric lustfully gazed on at the stimulating exhibition, his hands gripping his crotch tightly.
Pam put her rosy lips to her child and asked for their familiar kiss. She was mistress of the art and Tara Mae was her equal. The kiss was long and as satisfying as a favorite meal.
Tara felt the hardness of Eric's body pressed against her and she released a sweet whimper arching her back towards him. Her body started too responded to his presence. Placing her hand on Tara's shoulder, Pam gently turned Tara's body around to face her Grand-Sire. He slid his fingers across the tight material that covered her nipples and Tara shivered all over. He darted a series of kisses along the length of her neck and then pausing to press his lips against her ear.
Without realizing it, Tara had already started moving against him, shaking with need. She ran her hands slowly over the lean muscle of his chest, dipping lower to caress over the tone of his abdomen, savoring the low, pleased growl that emerged from the tall Viking in response.
With a gentle tug he pulled the one piece off quickly, dropping it on the floor. He licked every inch of her chest, groaning as Tara scandalously ground her body against him to the music, which was still pulsing around them.
Her core had already begun contracting in anticipation of his touch and when two fingers slowly slid inside of her she threw her arms up over her head and she let out a sigh that reverberated in the space between her ears.
And then it became a frenzy to get out of the rest of their clothes fast enough.
Tara placed herself on the bed, her nude form splayed out for her lovers to partake.
Eric dropped to his knees beside the bed and pulled Tara's petite body towards him, hooking her knees over his shoulders.
"Child, may I have a taste?" Eric asked Pam, in a lust filled voice.
Pam's eyes were wide with delight, for over a year she had longed to see her Master and doll making love. Lust, lurching deep within her chest, she purred. "Yes Master, make my baby cum."
And Eric did just that, he licked every inch of her as if claiming her flesh as his. Eric darted his tongue in and out of her slit, his nose pressed firmly against her clit, sending new waves of pleasure through her.
"Master," Pam softly crooned, "what you need to do is put pressure right here," she touched the skin on either side of Tara's clit lightly with her fingertips; Eric's fingers replaced hers. "Now lick." He did as he was told and Tara felt the sensation was oddly arousing, although his pressure was too intense. "Stop," Pam pouted, "You're doing it wrong… Like this," she said as she moved his hand out of the way and touched Tara's bundle of nerves again, her cool delicate fingers felt like silk brushing against Tara's skin.
She nodded her head to him to encourage him to lick and this time Tara couldn't contain a scream that seemed to originate from somewhere deep inside her. Pam grinned wickedly, showing her fully extended fangs. Eric licked, and Pam squeezed, bringing one scream after another from her increasingly aroused body.
Pam gestured for Eric to lay back and watch, which he was more than happy to do.
Her hand stroked down, feather-light, from Tara's clit to her ass, repeating the motion until the ebony skinned vampire was writhing against very talented fingers, unable to imprison the whimpers and moans escaping her throat.
Eric's eyes fixed on Pam's delicate finger pumping in and out of her slick folds. She rocked her hand and pushed her palm flat against Tara's clit, curling and pushing on her button, sweeping her fingertip against that magical spot again and again. Tara screamed and came again, this time convulsing against her hand. Tara's dark legs tightened around her Sire's neck as another orgasm shook her.
Eric was suddenly standing between Tara's legs. He nudged Pam's exquisite body until she was straddling her sexy child, her knees tucked against her sides, and Pam's rosy colored clit pushed against Tara's chocolate one. They both moaned at the contact between there over-stimulated bundles of nerves.
Eric's fingers stroked up Tara's slit, then up Pam's. His large hand spanned the distance between their bodies, pushing a finger into both of them, simultaneously. The sexy female vampires moved against each other, combining the external pleasure with the internal pleasure Eric was giving them.
His other hand was busy stroking his cock as he watched his fingers disappear inside them. Pam rubbed her gorgeous nipples against Tara's pebbled peaks, riding Eric's hand and suddenly Tara could feel the slippery head of his cock pushing against her wet folds.
The dark-skinned beauty opened her legs wider, giving him better entrance, preparing herself for the size of his endowed dick. He pushed inside Tara's tight folds, he moved his hand and cock together, keeping both Pam and Tara in the same rhythm, writhing around in unison, both pleading for more.
Just as suddenly as he started thrusting Tara, he stopped, replacing his dick with his fingers, and started thrusting into Pam. She arched her back, lifting her sexy body off Tara as he filled her. Tara caressed her Master's body, playing with her pink nipples and holding her hips, tracing her fingers over Eric's hand that held her in place.
Tara could feel him thrusting into her. Each thrust pushing her clit against Tara's, bringing her closer and closer to another orgasm. Just as Pam was about to cum, Eric thrust back into Tara and the onyx-haired woman dug her nails into Pam's skin and screamed as another orgasm shook her. Pam hissed as Tara's manicured nails broke her skin, the pain seemed to intensify her pleasure.
This went on for hours, they could not get enough of each other.
They had explored each other in ways Tara never imagined possible.
And just as dawn approached the fulfilled trio lay in a heap of spent limbs, in a sea of designer sheets.
"To think, I just had my first threesome because Pam caught you leaving Nora's place last night." Tara quipped while leisurely stroking Pam's blond locks with one hand and Eric's chest with the other.
Eric blankly stared at Tara, and then from Tara, his eyes darted to Pam.
It took the handsome vampire a moment to process what his grand- progeny was saying.
The Viking gently pressed a kiss to Pam's forehead. "I went there to retrieve my cell phone. I had misplaced it the other night and Willa recovered it, nothing more." He honestly admitted.
Pam gave her Master a kiss of aching sweetness, the silken fall of her golden hair gliding across his throat.
Eric smiled and continued.
"My Pamela...Tara, this is where I've wanted to be for so long... Here is where I belong."