My Stepmom Is a Vampire
Copyright© 2025 by Vamp
Chapter 35: Nice Kink
Seamus turned, brow furrowing, then glanced back at Viviane— just in time to catch her halfway out of her dress.
The silky fabric slid from her shoulders, baring her beautiful, perky breasts tipped with soft pink nipples.
Her smile was a blend of tease and hunger, and when the dress pooled at her feet, it felt like an unspoken dare.
He smirked, finally catching on. “Alright ... nice kink.”
Viviane closed the distance, arms winding around his neck. Her body pressed flush to his as she kissed him hot and deep, sucking on his lips, her tongue teasing him with lingering strokes.
His hands settled on her waist before sliding lower, already wondering if Isolde’s dream creation could really sate him.
His palms cupped the curve of her ass, squeezing until Viviane moaned against his mouth.
His fingers trailed between her thighs, finding her slit and grinding against it, feeling just how wet she’d already become. Her soft groan vibrated against his lips.
“Mmmhh~”
‘Fuck yeah.’
His cock hardened instantly, grinding against her heat. Warmer, even, than he remembered.
Then Isolde’s presence was at his back, her body pressing close. Her tongue traced the rim of his ear, and her voice came low, a purr that slid down his spine.
“Oh, you love it, don’t you? One of your little dreams finally coming true?”
Her hand wrapped around his cock, making him grunt. Slow strokes worked his length, smearing Viviane’s slick along his shaft.
Isolde’s tongue flicked his ear again as Viviane broke their kiss, lowering to trail her lips down his chest until her mouth closed over his nipple.
Two women — one in front, one behind — each vying to please him, their touches syncing in perfect rhythm. His cock twitched in Isolde’s grip, every nerve ending screaming for more.
This beat the hell out of watching the character he hated most get punched into the dirt, or the rush he felt when he finally finished that 10k-piece Lego set.
A stupid stunt because he can pieced together that one character’s nanoblock on his very first try.
Yeah, that little win had ended up being one of the biggest mistakes of his life. But this? A mother and daughter with both drop-dead gorgeous, both willingly offering their bodies to him?
Hell yeah!
Viviane’s lips trailed lower, her tongue flicking across his abs before she dropped to her knees in front of him. Seamus watched her, chest rising faster, as she glanced up with that same teasing, hungry smile.
Isolde’s hand gave his cock one last slow stroke before she circled around to join Viviane on the floor.
The sight alone —both women kneeling before him with hungry looks and pleading eyes full of lust— made his pulse hammer in his ears.
‘Fuck they are all hot!’
“Hell yeah, squeeze me dry,” he smirked.
“Oh, you don’t have to order us, Seamus. We already know exactly what a brat like you wants,” Isolde replied, her voice dripping with amusement.
“And the best part? Your little girlfriend can’t talk much to ruin the moment.”
Before he could answer, she grabbed the back of his head and crashed her lips onto his. Her bite was sharp, claiming his mouth, and she tasted the faint sweetness of blood on his lips as her tongue swept in to take it for herself.
Her red eyes glimmered with hunger in the dim light, locking on him like prey caught in the gaze of its predator.
The obsession in her look was undeniable — not lust alone, but possession, as if he belonged to her and her alone — before she finally pulled away from his now-swollen lips.
“What a good boy. It would be fun to have a real son like you.”
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