Ancient porn

[filthgoblin]

I've been clearing out the hard-drive of my old laptop to try to get it to work better as it's chronically cluttered with all kinds of stuff that I no longer need, and during my sift through the old documents I came across this, which I wrote probably nearly three years ago. It was intended as part of a group-fic with silvaa and disturbiakiss , taking fandoms and bandoms we were seriously into at the time and turning them into a vampire AU. Somewhere there is another part that I wrote, which is dirtywrong non-con manslash with added violence and subjugation, but I've not come across that yet. But in the spirit of getting this off my hard-drive I thought that I'd post these here.

It doesn't have a title. If you really want to know the provenance of the characters in it and what they do in real life, I'll gladly tell, but you probably don't need to know. It is technically RPF, but it's so far removed from the truth as to be unrecognisable. And it was my first ever attempt at lesbian erotica. I'm not even gonna call it femmeslash because, like I said, it's so far from reality as to be not even really slash in my head.

So, here it is. If you choose to read it, I hope you enjoy.

Dee wandered out from behind the bar and took in her reflection in one of the room's many mirrors. Her dark hair was clasped at the back, barely containing the messy back-combed tousle that escaped and framed her face. The dim lights from behind the bar played on the sparkly eye-shadow on her lids and lit her face like a mirrorball, her mischievous eyes peering out from under long black lashes. Her tight grey-and-silver t-shirt clung to her pert breasts and skinny jeans hugged the curve of her hips and swell of her thighs. She felt a little tired, and perched on the edge of a barstool, looking into the mirror, and noticed out of the corner of her eye a figure moving in the shadows of the bar. She recognised the silhouette as Sue, moving with the elegance of a cat, big eyes framed with a million sooty lashes peering out from under her heavy blonde fringe with one streak of black. Sue approached Dee from the bar, sidling up behind her and sliding her hands up her arms before resting them on her shoulders. Dee sighed, and allowed her head to loll to one side and rest on Dee's pale fingers. "Hard night, sweet?" asked Sue with concern. "Yeah" responded Dee, rubbing her cheek against the back of Sue's hand like a kitten "you just can't get the staff these days. I had to get rid of another one tonight - they're all so incompetent". She sighed again as Sue gently rubbed her shoulders. "Poor baby" cooed Sue "we'll just have to see if there's anything we can do to relieve that tension..."

Turning in her seat, Dee looked up into her lover’s face, her pure white skin contrasting with her black, black eyes in the dimly-lit bar. Craning her neck up, she found her mouth covered with Sue's reaching down to meet her own, sucking Sue's bee-stung lower lip into her mouth and grazing it with her fangs. Sue gasped at the sting of teeth on her tender flesh, and kissed Dee back with fervour, running her hands down Dee's arms, then up her sides, lifting her from the stool and pulling her body close. Dee's hands wandered up into Sue's hair, tangling in the blonde locks and pulling her closer to her own face, drinking her in, tasting her. Their hands roamed all over each others' bodies, a heat building between them, flushing Dee's cheeks and making her gasp for air. Sue's hands wandered back down Dee's lithe form and pushed urgently under the clingy fabric of her t-shirt, running over her smooth toned stomach and up to her pert breasts. She continued up and pushed the shirt over Dee's head, leaving her in a bra and skinny black jeans with a sexy glint in her eye. Lunging forward, Dee stole a kiss from Sue whilst catching hold of the back of her t-shirt and pulling it off her in one swift move, leaving them both shirtless and breathless. Dee reached around and unhooked Sue's bra as Sue reciprocated, leaving them both bare-chested and facing each other head-on, one dark, one blonde, mirroring each other's expression and reflected in the wall to their side. Dee moved forward and cupped Sue's face in her hands and pressed her lips against hers, taking steps forward to move Sue back against a the narrow edge of a long table running parallel to the wall. Sue hopped up and sat on the table, kicking off her shoes, and allowed Dee's hungry mouth to explore her neck, nipping with her fangs and barely drawing blood, moaning and lapping at the tiny beads of redness bubbling to the surface. She continued down Sue's naked torso, brushing her hands down her sides and pushing her fingers into the waistband of her jeans. Moving her fingers from the sides to the centre, she pulled back to look Sue in the eyes as she unfastened her button-fly jeans. She eased open each button agonisingly slowly and a smile spread across her lips as she watched Sue wriggling to get out of her jeans more quickly.

Hooking her fingers inside the top of her jeans and knickers, she peeled them off simultaneously leaving Sue totally naked and alabaster-white in the dimly lit bar. Dee stood back to take in the sight of Sue reclining on the table, one heel balanced on the edge and one foot swinging free over the side before reaching out and tracing a finger feather-like over her skin and feeling goosebumps springing up to her touch. Sue allowed her raised knee to fall against her straight leg, looking up at Dee coquettishly, before slowly moving it back the other way and giving her a full view of her luscious pussy. Dee smiled and ran her hands under Sue's knee as it dangled playfully over the edge of the table, running her hand down her smooth calf and stretching Sue's foot up to her face. She delicately placed a kiss on the tip of each toe and ran her fingernail along the insole making Sue flinch from the tickling sensation and unable move away from Dee's firm grip on her ankle. Slowly, Dee kissed up the skin on the inside of Sue's calf, pausing to lick behind her knee and making her wriggle again on the tabletop, before continuing onto the smooth expanse of her inner thigh. Sue squirmed on the table, trying to work her crotch towards Dee's mouth, but she persisted with slow steady licks and kisses all the way up to the top of her thigh, nuzzling into the crease between her thigh and her pussy before lightly drawing her tongue across the soft moist slit between her legs. Sue let out a long moan and arched her back, shifting her arse closer to the edge of the table and urging Dee to probe deeper into her. As Dee looked up to enjoy the sight of her partner writhing with arousal and frustration and saw something move in the shadows behind Sue's head out of the corner of her eye. With the tip of her tongue lingering teasingly on the bud of Sue's swollen clit she narrowed her eyes to focus and saw Chris lurking in the shadows, leaning against the door frame with his ankles crossed and his arms folded, gripping his elbows on the outside of his arms. Inwardly, Dee smirked. She loved to put on a show, and she knew how to make Sue perform for an audience.

Dee moved her hands up Sue's slender body and ran her fingers lightly over her ribcage, kissing her smooth stomach. Her hands reached Sue's breasts, her nipples stiffened with arousal and the slight chill in the bar. Leaning across Sue's prostrate body, Dee pressed her bare chest against her heaving abdomen and sucked her left nipple into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it and nipping at it lightly. Sighing, Sue moved her feet onto the table, tilting her pelvis up and rubbing her crotch against Dee's denim-clad hip. Slithering back down her body and reaching behind her pulled up a red velvet-covered low stool, Dee positioned herself between Sue's sprawled legs. Running her hands lightly up the insides of Sue's calves, thighs she kissed her pussy like a sweet mouth, running her tongue along her lips and rubbing her nose in slow circles over the tip of Sue’s clit. Working up slowly with her tongue, she moved in ever-decreasing circles to home in on the sensitive tip of Sue’s clit lightly whilst easing first one, then two fingers inside her on so slowly. Sue moaned hoarsely and shuffled back on the table as Dee lavished her with long, languorous licks.  Looking up to where Chris was standing Dee noticed that he'd inched out of the shadows, a wall-light illuminating his angular features and showing his intense gaze fixed on the scene, waiting for the climax. Feeling the thrill of the power she had over both of them, Dee slowed her moves still further, determined to hold them both at the brink of satisfaction for as long as possible. Moving her hand from Sue's pussy she reached up to stroke her belly and moved her tongue in agonisingly soft, light circles around Sue's clit. Sue growled with frustration, loosed her grip on the edges of the table and reached down to grip Dee's hair, trying to grind into her face. Dee caught Sue's wrists and held her hands gently but firmly against the tabletop whilst she continued her tender torture. Sue let out a long, animal groan of pleasure mixed with fevered passion and Dee saw Chris take another step forward into the bar to gain a better view. He seemed to be focusing keenly on the wall, and Sue realised he was watching Sue's expressions and full length of her beautiful willowy body in the mirror behind her. "Just like his own personal porn movie" she thought to herself. "It's true what they say - all guys like a bit of girl-on-girl on the big screen".

Dee knew exactly how to play Sue to a beautiful, shuddering high. Releasing Sue's hands and returned her full attention to her swollen pussy. Her tongue picked up pace and paid its attentions more firmly to Sue's clit whilst she rhythmically worked two fingers in and out of her. Hooking her fingers upwards, she massaged the flat, smooth spot inside her and felt her muscles twitch around her fingers as she let out a half-moan, half yelp. She wriggled and writhed on the tabletop, her right foot finding its way back onto the surface and twisting her sideways so her left arm was dangling over the edge. Hips bucked into Dee's face as she sucked her clit between her full lips and flicked her tongue like a hummingbird over the sensitive tip, pushing her fingers deeply into her over and over again. Sue's breathing became ragged. She gasped and moaned and ground into Dee's mouth, pushing herself harder onto her fingers. Lettting out a series of moans, Sue’s cries increased in volume and finally a long, guttural groan as Dee felt first Sue’s stomach muscles tense, raising her upper body off the table top the spreading in waves through her pelvis and contracting firmly around her fingers. Spent and exhausted, she fell back onto the table, her head tipping back over the edge.

 

As Sue opened her eyes, her flushed cheeks flushed still further as she saw Chris standing just a few feet behind her. She giggled girlishly and brought her hands up to cover her chest self-consciously as Dee stood up from her stool, her face glistening with Sue's juices. Dee reached out her hand to Sue for her to slip down from the table and looked deeply in to her eyes, reassuring her and giving her confidence with her gaze. "Shall we continue this somewhere a little more... private?" asked Dee. Sue nodded, and lacing her fingers through Dee's allowed herself to be pulled into line behind her partner. Crossing the bar to the door with her naked partner in tow, Dee strayed closer to Chris than was necessary to exit. She paused in front of him, now standing with his hands clasped behind his back, and stepped still closer, invading his personal space. He drank in the sweet smell of sex from her breath and exhaled. Feeling bold, Dee brushed her lips against his, still anointed with Sue's honey-sweet moisture, and gasped as he hungrily sucked her lip into his mouth. She briefly met his tongue with her own before pulling back. She glanced back over her shoulder, and led Sue from the room to their private boudoir.