My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave

"Tyler's coming to pick me up soon. I'm gonna hang out at his place for a while, then he's taking me out to dinner. Sweet, right? Obviously I can't have you sitting at the same table as us - what kind of romantic dinner would that be? But you can follow us and pretend you don't know me. That way you can see what he's really like and tell me what you think, okay?" Naomi told me this morning.

Tyler is, of course, the loser she's been seeing.

I know she wasn't trying to be mean, but the part about pretending not to know me really hurt. That's not something you ever want to hear from your best friend.

But now I'm starting to think this whole best friend thing only goes one way.

I've fucked way more people than she ever has, and I still never ignored her, never pushed her aside, never once told her to pretend she didn't know me.

I even invited her along a few times when I had a date so she wouldn't feel lonely...

...yeah, okay, I also invited her because I was hoping for a threesome that never happened.

But that's not the point.

And after everything I did for her... this is how she pays me back?

By treating me like some fucking stranger just because some random guy is giving her a little attention?

Well, fuck that!

I still went along with her idea and sat two tables away.

More than enough to keep an eye on them without getting noticed.

And fuck, I'm actually getting pissed!

That guy is exactly how she described him - polite, thoughtful, easy to talk to, smart... you can tell he's got his life together.

Sure, he's not exactly model material. Probably not some sex god either.

But other than that... he honestly seems perfect for her.

He's exactly the kind of guy Naomi deserves... and that's exactly why I hate him so much!

I never thought I'd say this, but seeing them together, sitting so close, getting along so well... the jealousy is eating me alive!

I can't let someone steal my Naomi!

Does that make sense?

No. Fuck, no.

But Naomi and Veronica are mine - and they'll always be mine.

Nobody gets to come between us!

"I'm gonna run to the bathroom for a second. Don't run away while I'm gone, okay?" Naomi jokes with a smile.

"Of course not. I'd never run away from a girl like you," he says, smiling back.

All this sweetness is giving me diabetes.

The second Naomi gets up to head for the bathroom... I do the same, following her without drawing any attention.

I slip into the restroom as quietly and smoothly as a predator.

Just as she's about to close the door... I grab her from behind and pin her face against the wall.

I clap a hand over her mouth, cutting off the scream that was about to come out - obviously because she has no idea who's behind her.

She glances over her shoulder, panic filling her eyes... then relaxes the moment she realizes it's me.

That's when I pull my hand away from her mouth and slide it under the skirt of her elegant dress until I reach her breasts.

I squeeze them greedily while I lick her neck.

"N-Not now, Axel... please..." she pants under her breath.

And yet, even if her mouth is saying one thing, her body is saying something completely different.

She presses her ass back against my erection, already out after I pulled my pants down.

"A-Axel... I told you to pretend you didn't know me..." she goes on, her eyes half-lidded and hazy with desire.

The funny part is that while she's saying it, she turns to face me, drops to her knees in record time, and wraps her soft, thin lips around my cock.

Something Kimberly said to Naomi a few days ago has been stuck in my head ever since.

"The love I see in your eyes whenever you look at him."

Yeah, I totally agree with Kimberly... though I doubt these are the eyes she was talking about.

The ones staring up at me right now while she licks my cock like she's savoring her favorite ice cream... fuck, she's incredible with her mouth.

If we weren't in a restaurant, I'd come all over her face without thinking twice.

But I guess it would be kind of hard to go back to the table with my cum dripping through her hair... even if Tyler's face would be absolutely priceless.

A moment later, I pull her up by the hair.

Once again, her cheek ends up pressed against the tiled wall, my hand clamped over her mouth.

This time it's not to silence her fear.

It's to keep her moans from slipping out as I pound into her tight, soaking wet pussy with quick, hard thrusts.

"A-Axel... hurry, please - Tyler might start wondering where I am if I don't get back soon..." she moans, biting and licking the palm pressed over her lips.

"Hurry? I couldn't even if I wanted to," I chuckle under my breath.

"Besides, you told me at school this morning you'd be spending the whole afternoon with Tyler.

Guess he didn't do much if you're still this hungry for cock.

But don't worry - that's what best friends are for, right?"

She doesn't answer. Not with words, anyway.

Even if that's what she's thinking, I doubt she'd ever have the nerve to say it: my boyfriend is sweet, polite, thoughtful, and smart... but your cock is one thing he could never replace.

She doesn't have to say a thing. Her body is already saying it for her.

But of course, our little moment can't last forever...

Knock. Knock.

"Naomi... are you okay? You've been in there for almost ten minutes. Are you feeling sick?"

It's already been ten minutes? Time really flies when you're having fun.

And the best part is, if Tyler were the one in here instead of me, he'd have been done nine minutes ago.

Poor, sweet Naomi. I can't blame her for coming back to me whenever she needs it.

"Y-Yeah, Tyler. I... I'm okay... It's just... a bit of a stomachache..."

She must be putting everything she has into holding back every moan, especially with Tyler standing right outside the door.

But I'd bet pulling herself away from my cock was even harder.

She doesn't say a word, but the look she gives me before walking out of the restroom says everything.

It's the look of someone silently begging: we can't keep going right now... but once I'm done with him... I want more. Got it?

Honestly, I don't get why she's wasting her time on a guy like Tyler.

What does he have that I don't?

Money? Please. My mom's a millionaire.

Sex? That's not even worth talking about.

So what is it?

I'm right here, ready to give her everything she needs!

Sometimes women are just impossible to understand!