He peaked my interest. “Such as?"
His wide grin made me suck in my breath. I did not mistake his meaningful, teasing grin.
"Our holo-suites are the best in the galaxy. Let me offer you a night there on the house. You can even choose your own program."
I felt uplifted. The holo-suites were very expensive, especially with customized programming included. If he were being upfront, then I could easily input the scenario I'd love to have. I wanted to find out if he meant it.
"Honest? Where do I describe my perimeters and comforts?"
He made a movement for me to follow him once he came out from behind the waist-high counter. “If you'll follow me into this side room, I'll show you how to get started on any pleasure fantasy you'd like us to make happen in the holo-suite. Your new room will be shown to you when you are done."
That seemed fine by me. In the small room, he left me to type into the modern flat and thin computer, all I wanted programmed into my night in the holo-suite. I didn't’ leave out anything that I wanted to happen to me. Later, someone showed me to my new and larger suite. I luxuriated in a deep bath pool. Above it was a gold toned and mirrored ceiling. Great for lovers and orgy parties. I smiled up at myself and saw a warm and relaxed woman of thirty with soft curly hair hanging in wet tendrils falling over her cinnamon colored breasts. I turned my head and smiled even more. There were large port windows in the bathroom wall, from which I could see the stars moving by, it was breathtaking and relaxing. I didn't want to ever leave this setting.
Yet, remembering the free night in the holo-pleasure room, I finally spurred myself to get out of the deep tub pool. I dressed in a long soft gown, which they sent to me some minutes after they found my luggage.
The holo pleasure room, Dax told me, was just down the hall from my cabin suite. I took my tiny program disc with me, walk down the blue-carpeted corridor to the suite, insert my program, then walk in there and let the pleasure happen. I'm all giddy with the excitement of the enjoyments that await me. Two gorgeous hunks to do my bidding. What more could a woman want, and then walk away so pleased she could sleep contentedly in sweet hot dreams for weeks? I'm going to make sure that I do.
After I entered, I feel like I'm walking into a night dream of a silken harem landscape. Two men, dressed only in thin, gray silk, loose pants greet me as the door slid closed behind me. One man leads me over to the pile of harem bedding and pillows in the middle of a room filled with silken curtains, plush carpets and nothing much else. The two, each hunky and luscious to my palate, look upon me now with adoration and desire in their eyes.
One takes my hand, and gently leads me to the bed. His name is Jalen, and he is exactly how I programmed him. Yet, he is so real to my senses it is uncanny. I like the way his coppery hair splays around his pale tan shoulders. The man with dark blonde, shorter hair, called Ralik comes over and joins him, both moving around on either side of me. I wave my hand over my body and leisurely lay back. They smile with warmth and deep desire shines in their eyes.
Jalen with his startling blue eyes and Ralik with his emerald ones, stir heat within me. This is my fantasy and I'm damn sure going to enjoy it. I'll especially thank the hunky, cute CRM tomorrow, who oddly looks very much like Dax. This program is so real and is going to be so good. Ralik reminds me of Dax's assistant, who came to let me know my new quarters were ready for me. This will work just fine. It's close enough to what I programmed in, adding a few surprise elements if they pleased me enough.
I think of those the two staff members of The Fantasy Star and I feel a heat between my legs grow. Yet right now, this is what I want and will enjoy to the fullest with the two men who were programmed to fulfill my fantasy. I give up thinking of anything, except for the pleasure coming my way. For tonight, is all about my pleasure.
Jalen lowers his face to mine, kissing me so delectably. I open to explore his sweet lips. So, full so hot. Ralik at my feet, starts to massage them. His hands are warm, relaxing me. He moves further up my legs, then stops and moves to my side across from Jalen. I feel alive and sensual as Jalen and Ralik start rubbing my arms. The two stroke me tenderly up and down on each arm from wrist to shoulder. I close my eyes, letting them ministrant to my body, and needs. I feel safe and secure in knowing my desires will be fulfilled. It is something I needed. To luxuriate and be loved upon.
They undress me, gently removing my soft gown. I feel a soft breeze upon my languid body and then hands caressing me all over. Now they touch me lower, curving their touches to the contours of my perspiring body. Oh, they make me squirm with intense desire. Their hands feel so hot roving over me, strong and pleasant and so experienced. Their intent to make me totally happy turns me on so much.
I open my eyes to see Jalen lowering his head to one of my breasts, while Ralik does the same. Their long hair flows like silken threads over my mounds, caressing me just as their hands and tongues and lips do. My nipples ache with need and I feel it deep in my cunt. My squirming hips must have been a signal for them to start inching their talented fingers lower. First one hand covers my mound and squeezes tentatively, then another makes twirling motions down the length of my left hip. Fingers from both explore my wet labia, parting my lips and delving and exploring me with hot teasing strokes.
I buck upwards as two fingers slide inside me. Then another two start playing with my clit, making soft circles around my clit head, teasing me with exquisite ecstasy. I jerk with a soft spasm. One of many I intend to have tonight. I glance downwards to see Jalen's hand open my pussy lips wider as Ralik slips three fingers down into me, in and out, fucking me firmly with those hot big digits. I stay still, letting him pleasure me. Soon he removes his fingers and opens me for Jalen to do the same. Jalen dives sweetly into me, moving fast and heatedly as if he were fucking me with his cock.
My pussy is getting soaked with my desires. But they are not done with me. Both move from my breasts, stroking and licking me as they slowly move to lie next to my pussy. Jalen gets between my legs and bends his head over me. His hair tickles my thighs. Ralik reaches under my buttocks with one hand and cups my ass cheek, kneading it gently. His other hand caresses my stomach and breasts. Jalen's fingers open me for him, cupping my pussy lips slightly backwards so he can lean down and lick me easier. His tongue ignites hot fires in me as he licks me up and down. Gawd, I'm creaming lots now.
He sucks and nibbles me, setting off fires of a mind-blowing orgasm. Yet he doesn't stop there. His tongue slides in and out of me, deep and firm. I buck upwards. As he takes a quick breath, Ralik thrusts a few fingers into my hot wet cunt. He fucks me fast and deep, not hurting me, but damn sure making me buck upwards to meet his pumping hand. Oh, hell I love the way he finger fucks me. I'm so juicy now and so on fire. I can't wait for them each in turn to fuck me.
Yet, they are not done pleasuring me yet, I can feel it. Ralik takes Jalen's place and gets between my thighs. His tongue and fingers do maddening things to my pussy. Oh crap, I orgasm so hard. He's good too. I've never been sucked so fantastically before. Jalen covers one of my breasts with his wet lips.
Then Ralik moves and Jalen gets once more between my legs. But, he is half upright. I see his huge cock erect and glistening with precum. His eyes meet mine and I nod and open my legs wider. He doesn't hesitate but impales himself deeply within me. I scream out as another orgasm starts to build.
Oh he fucks so good! In and out faster and faster he pumps inside my hot wet cunt. I jerk and buck beneath him, meeting his thrusts with fervor. His balls tighten as they hit my buttocks. Oh yeah, he comes so hard within me. He leans over and kisses me sweetly and fiercely. Then he moves as I lay there panting.
Ralik moves in then and he too plants a long hard kiss on me, but doesn't fuck me right away, though I can feel his big hard-on brushing against my pussy and thigh. He sticks two fingers inside me quickly, thrusting in and out a few times. I'm so damn wet with juices already, mostly mine, but Jalen's too. I feel a huge build up inside me, wondering j
ust how many times I'm able to cum tonight. Oh, it's so good to be so well fucked and sated. Then he adjusts himself and slides, bit by agonizing bit inside me. I've gone mad and to a sweet tormented heaven of wanton desire. And it feels damn good.
He shoves hard and deep now inside my hot cunt. In and out, with hot swift strokes to build us up to an intensely fucking high. I'm so mind blown with the sexual and sensual attention the two have given me and it blows me away in a good way that I'm building even now for a great orgasm. He kneads my breasts and kisses me thoroughly. His pumping has gotten harder and faster. He pumps me good and furiously and I buck up against him as much as I can. Then he cries out, his words of passion mingling with my own. His juices mix with my own and he half lays over me, looking down at me with total satisfaction. His fingers snake back into me, giving me one last mind-boggling orgasm.
They both look very sated and happy. I too have been ecstatically sated this night. They kiss me and then slowly help me up. They take me to a pool and bath me and themselves with my help. We all three have another bout of incredible passions. Then we slowly wash up and leave the bathing area.
They help me to dress. I kiss each one in turn, stroke their cheeks and they walk me to the door. Then as they turn to go back into the room, the lights fade slowly. A soft illumination makes a straight light in front of me and the passageway to the outer room widens. I'm in a hallway, but I don't look back as the doors to the holo-suite close behind me.
I'm satisfied. I'm happy and I'll let that wondrous CSM know so in the morning. I don't think I could find anything to complain about now, except wanting another complimentary night in a holo suite. I'll just have to wait and see what tomorrow brings. But for now, I'm headed for bed and a night of well deserved rest and pleasant dreams. So far, this vacation has been fantastic.
Monstrous Passions
An Eerily Sensual Miniology
Three speculative romantic, erotic-ahh tales,
by
Marguerite Turnley
www.marguerite-turnley.id.au/
A Taste For Blood
Life sucks for Carl. He's a vampire with a conscience. Blood is what he must have but he's picky about who he bites. Working at the meat processing plant is a short-term solution. Carl leaps over rooftops until he finds a soul mate. Valerie is into betrayal and other nasty activities. Serena is more to his taste. It all comes to a head when the knives come out.
Robotic Wet Dreams
When Peter woke on a slab in a laboratory, he realized it was all a dream. Metal implants did not make him a man. His creator did. Then he found out he had company and they were all female. How could he escape? Did he even want to?
Bleeding Hearts
Pip has decisions to make. He can become anyone or anything he chooses. Shape shifting is what he does. It's a family tradition. Just don't turn your back on your relatives. They might bite you when you're not looking.
You can find more stories by Marguerite Turnley at www.midnightshowcase.com.
A Taste For Blood
by
Marguerite Turnley
Hi. My name is Carl.
Sometimes all I want to do is hide in the closet and never come out. Unfortunately, the need for sustenance is paramount. I need blood.
Just a sip would do. I could work with that.
Being a vampire takes a lot of effort. I go to work at the meat packing plant and try to keep my needs under control. It doesn't always work.
I seem to have lost the taste for raw sausages and hamburger. They satisfied me for a while, but when it comes down to it, human flesh is the best.
I find myself sneaking around after my shift has ended, looking for meat that has escaped the mincing machine. It's better than nothing, which is what I'd get if I were honest with my boss and confessed my affliction. I'd be out of there by the skin of my teeth, looking for work or committed to a mental asylum.
Maybe that would be the way to go. Mental patients are rarely believed, and if they said I sucked, who would listen? I wouldn't even have to mention the word blood. I could suck whatever I wanted and get away with it.
My co-workers don't know about my affliction, so they see my hunting flesh as some sort of disease, contracted because of my family living on a farm.
It's true, my dad shovels cow manure for a living. I took a different path when I came to the city and got a job shovelling cow parts into the mincer for sausages, one step up the food chain.
I guess it's time to confess. I do like being Carl, the blood-sucking vampire. It's an identity I can relate to. When you can find a woman who understands your needs, the pleasure is phenomenal. If she is another vampire, you can feed on each other. Nothing is out of bounds.
I can also leap up the sides of buildings and roam around on roof-tops much easier than I did when I pretended to be human. That doesn't seem so long ago, mind you. I suppose I better tell you what happened.
It all came about when the lights had been turned out after my shift and I started to head out. I acted like a normal guy back then. Weird but normal, but my life sucked. I saw a man jumping about the meat packing plant, eating all the scraps, leaping on and off tables. I liked his style, but when he disappeared into the back room, I could hear sounds of chewing and cracking bones. Moaning and sighing could be heard as well. It sounded like ecstasy to me, and I would have freaked out if I had any sense. I didn't. I went toward the room and asked, “Is anyone there?"
Stupid question. Even I could hear the fear in my voice..
No one answered and I went farther into the dark, turning on my torch as I went. Grunting as he chewed, the guy I found had a wild look in his eyes and long pointed teeth. Impressive. He came toward me and looked at my neck, his tongue slithering out of his mouth and licking up drops of blood. His clothes were covered in it so he must have already been at the pig trough.
I knew something about him didn't jell, so I decided to humor the guy. That or run screaming to the door, calling for help. Maybe the boss was still checking the refrigerator as he had been an hour ago. A big eater, he understood beastlike behaviour, so I thought it might be okay if I ran to him for help. All he would do, if he didn't believe me, would be give me the cold shoulder. I'd been presented with that my whole life, so I felt accustomed to it. No big deal. I never claimed to be a genius, but you probably already figured that out.
I took my best shot and ran for it. My torch battery suddenly died as I ran, so I tossed it and kept going. Too bad I didn't make it to the door. Confronted in seconds, I landed roughly against the wall. He grinned at me, and I could see his pointed credentials glowing in the dark. They were awesome. His equally awesome tongue slithered like a serpent looking for something to taste and devour. I didn't feel like volunteering. The creature asked, “Do you want this the easy way or the hard way? It's no skin off my nose, either way."
I whispered, “Easy as possible. Sir."
My standard reply, I usually bent over and let nature take its course. The KISS principle is my motto. Keep it simple, stupid. So I kiss anything that moves and bend over immediately. It's easier that way.
The beastly creature grinned again and chuckled. “Easy does it. I thought so."
Then he dragged me into his arms. I thought my luck had changed and an alternate agenda was where he wanted to go, but no, as usual, I got it wrong. He tasted my chin and licked my throat. Then, without warning, he bit my neck. The next thing I remembered, I woke up on the floor of the meat packing plant, needing a fix. Blood appeared to be my drug of choice.
After that I became a predator. I'd try anything and everything to give myself a high.
I never saw my creator again. I think he sucked as much of my blood as he could handle and probably went looking for a more challenging victim. It's not much fun for a predator if the quarry rolls over and plays dead. We like a bit of feedback now and then.
A lot of meat lay around the meat packing plant. It didn't appear to be human, so I did my best with what I had. I
ate half the next day's uncooked sausages before I realized I could be heading for destruction. If I kept feasting at this rate, I would end up like fat human beings eating their way to the grave.
Time to make a lifestyle choice. I went to a slimming club during the evenings and took lessons in butchering during the day. It turned out okay. The plant didn't have much sunlight pouring in. I could have the best of both worlds and I'd still be employed. The boss paid for my butchering classes, and I made sausages for him in return. After the slimming club workout, I'd be free to roam rooftops and suck my way through the population without missing out on any of the perks of vampirism. Cool.
Disaster struck suddenly. I encountered another vampire who tempted me to change my ways. Mistake number one-letting her into my defunct existence. Valerie had other things on her agenda besides being a vampire. Demanding my attention in the evenings and total capitulation to her needs were part of it. She also wanted me to explore the city, looking for victims. During that hungry period, I'd be on call every night and starving at the same time. I'd find fresh meat, but being such a sucker, I let Valerie beat me to the first bite..
Too bad she didn't like blood-soaked sausages. I could have given her some as a top up to human blood, but I didn't have anything on hand to offer as an alternative. I felt screwed, so it could have been a good thing she camped out in a cellar during the day and let me get on with my real job-mincing meat.
I decided to make the break, and with that in mind, I went to her favorite rooftop to tell her my news. The end of our on-off relationship had come. Mistake number two had arrived. Remember, number one was going out with her in the first place. I should have known better, but being a horny guy, I couldn't help myself.
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