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Sharon Reunites with her Protégé, Another Transformation?
…Changed almost as Radically as Sharon, Jessica Now Wants Everything
Lately shorter stories, but not this one. It’s longer than the first two of this recent group. In this chapter we meet Jessica again and get to see if meeting Sharon really had any lasting effects
Jessica Returns
Two weeks after my baptism and joining the coven in that bloody, orgy of an evening, my phone beeped with a text. If the first few months as Fiona’s lover and young vampire were a hot y learning journey, now as second in the coven, the last two weeks had been mindblowing. So much , blood, and fun. I loved the power, the pleasure, and my abilities as a vampire, still growing daily. But now I got a text from before my ascent. It was from someone I had finally accepted I’d probably never hear again, which oddly bothered me.
I was finally hearing from the young blonde yuppie who I had seduced, and I thought changed forever. After six weeks, despite a wonderful night and feeling a sweet connection, I had heard nothing from her. Maybe, based on the silence, I had not been right. Still, I was curious what had happened to Jessica. The had been great, and she certainly was beautiful.
After having so much fun, enjoying so many orgasms, she had left the Brownstone as Fiona and I slept, leaving no trace other than a note in lipstick saying she had borrowed my red heels. It had taken her over six weeks to text me, that for sure raised a lot of questions. Had she relapsed into her uptight repressed persona? Had Jessica actually changed at all since I had spent all night making love to her? I had intended to fuck the repression out of her, but in my memory, we ended up making love by the end. Had I been wrong about all that?
We arranged for Jessica to come over that night, at about eight in the evening, soon after I woke up. It was ostensibly for us to just chat, enjoy some wine and allow Jessica to return my heels. And honestly, they were one of my favorite pairs of heels, and I did want them back. Right on time the bell rang, and I strutted over from the front parlor where I’d had my way with the young mortal six long weeks ago. However, I had no intention of tonight being just a polite little chat. I wasn’t sure if she was missing me, angry with me or embarrassed. I was ready though, for whatever Jessica I met, still holding out hope there had been a mutual attraction.
Yes, now as a much more powerful vampire, I was still intent on attempting to build on our first night and all the subliminal messages I’d implanted in Jessica as I charmed her. After six weeks, a little irritated, I did want to, without a doubt, fuck the hetero fully out of this slender blonde tonight. Maybe it was going to take longer than I had hoped, but I was still convinced Jessica had tremendous potential. Maybe not as my friend and lover, but I decided I’d get her to embrace her hotness and become just as much of a ual animal as I had become. I mean before I met Fiona, I’d been even more repressed than this slender cute blonde. I figured if now with me, she would be a fun partner for Linda if she didn’t feel any spark with me.
Making a dominant, ual statement, planning to either entice or shock Jessica, I was dressed to show off my body. My outfit was all black leather I wanted to be in her face with a powerful ual statement. I was wearing a super tight long skirt that laced up the back as well as a backless leather top and, of course, towering black heels. My massive mane of platinum hair and bright red lips stood out boldly against all that expensive black leather. I wanted to make it clear from the start that I was a strong, dominant woman, and that I was going to give my guest no choice about what was going to happen tonight. We were going to enjoy a very raw, very ual evening, or at least I was going to enjoy it. It would be great if she consented, but not required.
Opening the door, my first sight of Jessica made it clear she had not gone back to her boring, judgmental preppy life. On my stoop, looking like she just came from a fetish fashion show, was not the conventional, ually repressed, but so refined girl from six weeks ago. No, here was a hot woman, y and confident in her stance, and hopefully, fingers crossed, uality. Jessica stood directly under the light on the stoop, as if it was a spotlight on a catwalk, facing me boldly, with a big saucy grin, pushing out her pert, but y boobs.
Not just in her attitude, but in her makeup and clothing this woman looked much more similar to what Fiona and I would wear as our going out look than her prior Talbot’s wardrobe. So, her demeanor and outfit signaled maybe my doubts had been misplaced. Tonight, Jessica appeared hugely different from that judgmental blonde I’d seduced in that club. But what would come next tonight? Was this all some charade or only a change in outward appearance? I needed her to be so much more than just a ier looking blonde woman.
But despite my fears, I was already frankly feeling positive, Jessica looked so hot and y. And oddly, my storedup anger and aggression had just melted away seeing her smile at me, looking so hot on my doorstep. I was finding it hard to stay angry at this slender blonde. It seemed she had continued on the path I had encouraged her in as I charmed her. The next few minutes would confirm or deny that feeling. From her big red lips to her blonde hair with extremely expensive looking highlights and ultray outfit this was a new woman. I loved her fashion sense. It was a mix of highquality fashion and bold fetish pieces. What drew the eye was how her cute round little boobs were nearly popping out from an expensive looking very tight white cashmere top, ily cut nearly down to her waist.
And that top went well contrasting and drawing your eye to the rest of her outfit. Showing off a new more extreme look, no leather skirt for my girl. Much more extreme, Jessica was wearing a long, very tight, very shiny, black latex skirt, almost a hobble skirt. Her legs, wrapped in black fishnets still looked great, and as my eyes moved up and down her body, her ass looked utterly edible. My Louboutin’s were likely in a bag dangling from her fingers, as my girl now had her own designer heels. Jessica was perched on some superhot high stiletto heeled ankle booties, making her at least six inches taller. I know my mouth was open wide in a smiling look of surprise, but Jessica didn’t just stand there and wait for me.
She quickly closed the distance between us and wrapping her hands, now ily with bright red, dagger like super long nails, around my ass, pulling us together. Then she went on the attack, delivering a searing openmouthed kiss. Tongues fighting each other, we kissed for what felt like forever but was probably only thirty seconds before Jessica pulled away. Ok, so her consent was not an issue tonight. Not moving away, staying in my personal space, Jessica started to make things a bit clearer, but more complicated. Finally, I heard her low, y voice for the first time in six weeks,
“Baby, I’ve missed you so much. I’m so deeply sorry it’s been so long. You changed me forever that night. But you also unlocked something in me. And with so much changing in my life I wanted to be able to show you the complete new me, ready to be your lover, not a work in progress.”
I was more than happy with that opening kiss and shivering inside with Jessica’s explanation for the long silence. So, she had felt something more than a physical connection too, awesome! Keeping close, I took a hold of her hands, so we stayed near, almost touching each other. Then, in the spirit of becoming the lovers we both seemed to want to be, I tried to calm and encourage Jessica, letting her know much I wanted to go much deeper too,
“My love, if it took six weeks, that’s fine. I missed you too, like I never imagined I could. All this time I only wanted so much for us as lovers to go so much further than we did that first wonderful night.”
At that, getting a wide, reassuring and clearly relieved smile back from Jessica, our arms tightly wrapped around each other, we went inside the brownstone. I felt such an overpowering need to keep Jessica close. I wanted to both cuddle and catch up about what had transpired for Jessica over the last six weeks. I mean she was so very different in attitude and style tonight. Of course, I steered her to my favorite leather couch in the study, sharing our first glasses of Fiona’s special wine as we settled ourselves onto the rich, sensual leather. Since this was the site of her seduction all those weeks ago, I was hoping the liquor, the fire, the feel of the leather couch would trigger another hot night with my petite companion.
In another positive sign, Jessica was not at all physically reticent, kissing me twice on the way to the couch, once deeply again on my lips, once licking and biting my long neck. So, I was very sure this hot blonde was all in on being part of my planned night of carnal adventures, and maybe something more. In fact, I was wondering who was going to seduce who tonight. It seemed she had showed up tonight focused on having her way with me, not realizing I was planning the same thing. But my undead heart was beating faster, tonight truly was something new for me at least. Yes, we physically were clearly both feeling it, but something odd was happening to my emotions. Even with Fiona I had not had these feelings. I somehow had romantic feelings for this mortal woman.
As we sipped our wine, each of us trying to be as close to each other as possible, I got to hear the whole fantastic . Over the next hour, mixed in with so many more very y kisses, Jessica brought me up to date on what had happened since she left the Brownstone midday all those weeks ago. She told me how she had tried to be so quiet as she pulled together her outfit and “borrowed” my heels. Of course, Jessica still had no idea that neither Fiona nor I could be awakened during daylight. I was a little surprised and very happy, as I found out what had happened that first day while I deeply slept my vampire’s sleep.
I had assumed that she had been maybe a little uncertain, confused, or angry after our night of raw, y, allgirl love. But I was totally wrong about having a mixed or minimal impact on Jessica. Whether from my implanted messages or the result of a night of so many orgasms, Jessica had already decisively abandoned her prior life. The blonde described how she wanted to imitate my style starting that very day. So that was the actual reason she used my bright red lipstick, had gone commando under that LBD, and grabbed my supery Louboutin heels to strut her way back to her oblivious fiancée.
All of that began a fashion makeover that I continued to see tonight. It seemed Jessica liked to mix some very conventional fashion with the outrageous. So, to my joy, it turns out that just six hours after implanting my messages Jessica had already started changing, far more rapidly and emphatically then I had hoped for in the wildest version of my plans. She smiled as she told me that riding home in the Uber, she was already planning how she was going to makeover her fashion, her body, her relationship with Jamie, and her life.
Jessica kissed me again, but this time it was a really deep, long, intimate kiss. She melted against me, telling me she owed me everything, that one night with me had removed all her horribly limiting inhibitions, on the ride home she realized that she wanted every day to be as amazing as our night together had been. She made my heart soar when she shyly confided, she didn’t think she could live without me. I was thinking she meant she couldn’t live without the and orgasms together, but Jessica threw out that I had owned her heart since that night. I hugged her and kissed her again, silently laughing, thinking I wanted to have her with me too, but it was just not happening while she was still a mortal.
As Jessica recounted the last six weeks, what I heard, intermixed with kisses and stroking my legs, torso, and especially my big tits, was the mindblowing of her recent life. The number and scope of her changes was just insane. And those changes happened so fast and went so far beyond my wildest hopes. This girl hadn’t just changed her fashion sense, her entire life had been flipped on its head. And those changes began not the first week, but the very day she left the Brownstone. And she confided, the changes hadn’t stopped or slowed down but continued all the way till this evening.
When Jessica got home Saturday afternoon, her fiancé was there and both surprised to see her and shocked at her appearance. He clearly was taken aback by the bright red lipstick, new heels, and Jessica laughingly noted, a very “just fucked” hairdo and demeanor. Before he could chastise or browbeat her, Jessica took control for the first time. She told me that after our amazing night together, she both needed to see if a cock could feel as good as all the dildos that Fiona and I had used on her, and also see if she was at least biual. After how much fun we had that first night, Jessica kissed me as she told me she was not sure I had not wholly converted her to a total pussy worshipping . I giggled as I shook my head and made a kissy face at her but let her go on.
So, before her partner Jamie could even ask her about last night and her latest look, the empowered blonde stalked over to him across their little living room. A new woman, she pushed him back on their velour couch. Aggressively taking control of the situation, she probably shocked her man when she fell to her knees, unzipped his slacks, and went down on his rapidly hardening cock. He might have been shocked, but it seemed submitting to this new Jessica, with her oral talents, was a turn on.
It seemed I had created or maybe only awakened a powerful, dominant, ual animal within Jessica. Swirling her tongue around his hard wide crown, she fisted him as she licked and sucked the end of his cock. Once he was hard, as aroused as she’d ever felt him, Jessica pulled away and stood over her man. Already exerting her feminine power, with a finger touching his lips, Jessica still hadn’t allowed Jamie to speak, though he was allowed to moan as she licked and sucked his cock.
Enjoying recounting her , Jessica had my attention and was further arousing me. She painted a very erotic and complete picture. Rising to her full height, still perched on my heels, Jessica grinned down at his shocked face, The slender blonde wiggled her tight little ass as she pulled up her tight LBD. Now her bare, very wet pussy was exposed, juices coating her labia and thighs. She told me she had dominantly enjoyed how Jamie’s shocked face was unable to look away from her bare pussy. My lover told me she immediately loved being in charge and controlling her partner.
But there was what she wanted, an extremely hard dick, literally throbbing, dripping precum, in front of her. Not wasting that dick, Jessica clambered on top of Jamie, not even taking off her borrowed heels. This new Jessica knew exactly what she wanted. She grabbed Jamie’s hard cock and rubbed it back and forth on her wet pussy, getting him ready for her eager cunt. My little harlot told me she could almost see her hard clit through her blonde pubes. Laughing then kissing me, she obviously enjoyed telling me those pubes were now gone forever. Oh, that was something I wanted and planned to see very soon.
But back to Jamie. Next Jessica reached down to hold his hard dick upright as she sunk down, swallowing his eager dick with her tight, soaked pussy as if she did this every day. Jessica told me that though she rode him for longer than he usually lasted, but then again, she didn’t know that Fiona had sucked him off in the club. After her night with Fiona and I Jessica had much higher expectations though. She ily pouted as she told me that way too soon her man flooded her tight pussy with his cum. As she paused in her , I looked over at Jessica with a questioning, raised eyebrow. I got a laughing response as the hot blonde kissed me again,
“Baby, well, honestly, no BS, his dick was ok, I guess. There is something nice about a warm dick. I decided right then I needed a bigger sample size of hard cocks to decide if I was Bi. But having said that, while a dick wasn’t terrible, he wasn’t nearly as good as being with you and Fiona and all your toys. It was a revelation and so much fun first with that doubleended dildo then being double penetrated by two dildos.
That got Jessica another kiss and a promise to show her some even better toys. She kissed me back and finished her thought,
“So lover, though now I was pretty sure I wanted to play with boys and girls going forward, to come close to satisfying my drive, I was going to have to find a lot of wet ass pussy and more, but also better, cocks.”
I smiled happily as I kissed her back again, telling her that I also so loved lots of hard cocks almost as much as I loved wet pussies, and could introduce her to some great ones. Jessica returned my kiss. This was getting to be a pattern; we were kissing as much as we were talking at this point. Jessica finished her recounting of the beginning of her new life, telling me that Jamie was quite taken aback, not only had she sucked him off without his pleading, but she had also taken control and fucked him. This wasn’t the Jesssica he was used to, dressing like a club slut, not making love as the fawning girl he was used to, but him as a very dominant, controlling woman. Little did he know things were just getting started.
Jessica told me yet again, that she now realized when I seduced her that Friday night, I’d taken off her blinders and exposed her to both what great and a more open, empowered lifestyle meant. ually now realizing what she had been missing, my girl was intent making up for lost time, meaning some momentous changes were imminent. So, as she had explained already, even before she got home, she had decided to give her fiancé an ultimatum on what he needed to agree to if he wanted her to remain with him.
Now after riding him hard, Jessica was just getting started on her lifestyle changes and ready to lay down the law. Standing in front of Jamie, staring down at him, she resolved to never again let him control anything about her. Though Jamie was a large guy, and she was this nearly naked, slender blonde, it didn’t matter. With her dress now a dark band around her torso, pulled down below her tits, but still above her dripping pussy, Jessica embraced her dominance.
As she played with her nipples and fingered her cumfilled pussy, she decided it was time to change everything between them. Jessica was still horny, Jamie had cum buckets, she had not orgasmed. So staring at her man, she began rapidly rubbing her clit, using her juices and his cum as lube. Needing to get off in the worst way, Jessica using the power dynamic of the whole scene, rapidly rose to a quite satisfactory cum. She kissed me yet again, nibbling below my ear to say it was good, but nothing like cumming with me.
But not just getting herself off, Jessica decided to openly exert her power, giving Jamie a choice, between her moans, telling the stunned man,
“Jamie, my love, things have to change if you want me to stay with you. I’m going to be in charge of our life, including our life. And as part of that I’m going to radically change my fashion style. So today with your Visa I’m going to begin to update my wardrobe in a major way. And that’s not all, we need to be much more open to a modern relationship and options.”
That was a lot to unload on the man, and deliberately vague. But having just had the best he’d ever had, Jamie was a bit befuddled, foolishly smiling back at her nodding in agreement. I took a sip of my wine, grinning happily over at this amazing woman, I had been totally right that she was a hidden gem, ready to transform herself as much as I had done with Fiona, but also sly in getting her very vanilla fiancé to agree to, and fund something so illdefined and open ended.
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