Chapter 2

“Sharon, it’s me. Charlene,” the attractive blonde whispered.

“Huh? What? What are you doing? In my bedroom?” Sharon demanded, now seeing the dark figure at the other side of her king sized bed.

“You gave me permission to enter,” Charlene whispered, climbing onto the bed.

She crawled across the bed toward Sharon. In the dim light, Sharon could see that Charlene wore the cape she’d worn on Saturday. Sharon could see the moonlight glittering in the girl’s dark eyes.

Just when Charlene reached Sharon, the girl rose off of her hands and knelt. Sharon couldn’t see well in the darkness, but Charlene appeared to be naked underneath the black cape.

Then, with a flourish, Charlene whipped the cape back. She was naked underneath the cape. Her pale breasts were small, apple sized, with small pale nipples. Her slim torso tapered only slightly at her waist. Her hips were quite bony as well, flaring out only slightly from her waist.

Between Charlene’s legs was a hairless slit. The pubic mound was prominent, bulging out from her slim figure.

Charlene allowed Sharon to gaze upon her naked figure for a moment, then she leaned toward Sharon. She smiled, revealing her plastic fangs.

“You are so very beautiful, Sharon Luquette,” Charlene whispered. “I wished to spend this All Hallowed Eve with you.”

Obviously, Charlene had mastered speaking with the plastic fangs in her mouth; there was no garbled mumbling. Even as the young woman whispered, the words were distinguishable, clear.

“I didn’t, I didn’t give you permission to come into my bedroom,” Sharon snapped, now more awake, alert.

“Shh, I’m a lover,” Charlene hissed seductively, black eyes glittering, peering into Sharon’s eyes.

Then she pressed her cold lips to Sharon’s lips. Sharon could not push the girl away as their lips pushed together. Then Charlene’s dry tongue licked lightly against Sharon’s lips. Sharon opened her mouth and Charlene thrust her tongue into Sharon’s mouth.

“You look very beautiful in black, Sharon,” Charlene moaned, her small, thin hands running lightly over Sharon’s silky lingerie.

“You do too,” Sharon whispered.

Charlene bend and kissed Sharon’s neck. Her small, cold hands cupped Sharon’s heavy breasts through the silky material.

Sharon shuddered as Charlene’s thumbs brushed her areolae. She wanted to reach up, cup Charlene’s cute little breasts, toy with Charlene’s pale nipples. But she couldn’t move her arms while Charlene kissed her throat.

“Oh, Sharon,” Charlene moaned, rising up slightly.

Their faces were very close. But Sharon could see the pale pink of Charlene’s cheeks. She could see the moist redness of Charlene’s lips. With a smile, Charlene pressed her moist, warm lips to Sharon’s mouth again.

The two women kissed. Sharon reached up and cupped Charlene’s firm breasts. Charlene moaned into Sharon’s mouth as Sharon’s thumbs expertly flicked across Charlene’s hard nipples.

“I must, I just must,” Charlene hissed and again kissed Sharon’s throat.

Charlene’s warm fingers pulled the bow that tied the two flaps of the baby doll together. When the bow came unknotted, Charlene reached inside and cupped Sharon’s right breast. She flicked her thumb over Sharon’s hard nipple. Sharon moaned low in her throat as Charlene’s fingers teased and toyed with Sharon’s breast.

“Mm,” Charlene moaned and pulled her lips from Sharon’s throat.

Charlene peeled the black silk away and kissed Sharon’s hard nipple. She drew the hard nub into her mouth, sharp tongue rasping against the sensitive flesh. Her fingers tugged and stroked Sharon’s breast as she suckled forcefully on Sharon’s nipple.

“Oh!” Sharon shuddered as Charlene’s mouth brought her close to orgasm.

“Ah!” she gasped as Charlene bit down on the nipple.

The second, final bow was untied and the two flaps of silk were pulled apart. Charlene then bent and teased Sharon’s left Brest. Sharon shuddered in painful pleasure; Charlene’s teeth had raked quite hard against her right nipple.

Normally, Sharon did not like her lovers to bite, pinch, twist her nipples. She preferred a gentle, feather light touch.

“Ah, shit!” Sharon cried out as Charlene suddenly bit down on her left nipple.

“Shh!” Charlene giggled and kissed Sharon’s lips.

Charlene rose to her knees again and Sharon admired the girl’s beautiful body. Between the girl’s slightly splayed legs, Sharon could see the girl’s inner lips had plumped up nicely. The inner lips peeked out of the girl’s mound, slick with excitement.

Charlene smiled, then bent again and began to squeeze Sharon’s breasts together. Her grip was strong as she pressed the two globes together.

Sharon grunted, the girl’s grip was growing quite painful. Then Charlene began to Fick her tongue from nipple to nipple, lapping quite forcefully at the sensitive flesh. Because of the strong grip, blood was trapped in Sharon’s breasts, turning them a dark pink.

“Ah, oh God,” Sharon shuddered in orgasm.

“Aieegh!” Sharon cried out as Charlene bit down on her left nipple.

She gave a second cry when Charlene bit down on the right nipple. She shuddered, all sensations, all feelings centered in her breasts. Then Charlene released her grip and Sharon again shuddered as new painful sensations flooded her breasts.

He was quite sure her breasts would be very sore the next day. She hoped her Playtex® bra was clean; it was her softest bra.

Then Charlene’s warm, wet tongue was trailing down, across Sharon’s belly. Sharon hated that little bit of paunch on her belly. Therefore, she hated for her lovers to touch her on her belly.

“Damn it! Do I need to spank you?” Sharon snapped when Charlene bit down on her slight roll of flab.

“I’d love to see you try,” Charlene giggled and bit down, harder on the flap of flesh.

Charlene began to edge Sharon’s panties down over Sharon’s full hips. Sharon could feel the panties peeling away from her wet slit.

Sharon had a full bush of dark brown curls. The full bush extended down, completely covering her perineum and anus. The only time she did any landscaping was when she wore a bathing suit, and even then, she only trimmed along the sides, to keep any strands from peeking out of the sides of the suit bottom.

Charlene urged Sharon’s thighs apart and knelt down between Sharon’s legs. She blew warm breath across Sharon’s wet slit. Then her sharp tongue licked from bottom to top, trying to burrow into Sharon’s cleft.

Charlene repeated this up-down motion a few times, then used her hands to open Sharon’s pussy.

“Oh, but you do have a delicious pussy,” Charlene cooed.

“Thank, Ah!” Sharon started then cried out as Charlene bit down lightly on her clitoris.

Charlene giggled again. She lapped along Sharon’s slit, pushing her sharp tongue as deeply as she could into Sharon. Then she sucked Sharon’s hypersensitive clitoris into her mouth. Sharon tensed, then let out a strangled scream as Charlene’s tongue flicked painfully against her clitoris.

“Aieegh, aw shit, oh God,” Sharon cried out in orgasm.

Two of Charlene’s fingers began to plunge in and out of Sharon’s pussy. Charlene’s sharp tongue lapped at Sharon’s pussy, drinking of her essences. A third finger joined the first two fingers as Charlene again sucked Sharon’s clitoris into her mouth.

“Oh, please, don’t,” Sharon whined as Charlene again began to lap forcefully at the nub.

Sharon screamed out in orgasm as Charlene bit down on her clitoris. Charlene now had her fist in Sharon’s pussy and drove her fist in and out as Sharon shuddered and grunted, twisting wildly.

“Delicious,” Charlene hissed as she pulled her fist from Sharon’s pussy.

Charlene kissed her way up Sharon’s body, stretching out, slithering her warm flesh to rest fully on Sharon’s prone body. When her hairless mound pressed firmly against Sharon’s hairy mound, Charlene bent and again kissed Sharon’s throat.

“Mmph, oh Jesus,” Sharon hissed as Charlene’s mound hunched forcefully against her overheated mound.

“Mm-hmm,” Charlene moaned in agreement.

“Oh!” both women cried out in orgasm.

“Good night, dear lover,” Charlene whispered, rolling to lie next to Sharon. “It is almost All Saints’ Day now.”

Sharon felt another kiss to her throat. She looked at the digital clock and it showed 11:59. Then the numbers jerked and showed 12:00. She turned, then looked around. Charlene was no longer in the room with her.

Sharon found her panties and pulled them on again. She then fastened the bows of the baby doll. She thought about it for a moment, shrugged out of the skimpy attire and pulled on her customary long tee shirt.

Sharon saw that it was 5:45 and groaned. She sluggishly pushed herself out of the bed. When her feet hit the carpeted floor, she slapped the alarm off.

Her breasts ached. She did not check, but she was sure the skin had been broken around her areolae. She was sure there would be bite marks on her nipples.

Sharon shrugged into her robe. She slipped her feet into her Snoozies® slippers and stood up. Her pussy throbbed with the first step.

Grimacing, Sharon padded to Ryan’s room. She picked her way carefully from door to bed; Ryan was less than scrupulous in his house-keeping.

“Aw, come on, Mom,” Ryan complained, as he did every single morning when his mother woke him.

“Aw, come on nothing,” Sharon responded. “You know, one day I won’t be around do this and…”

“There will be much singing and rejoicing,” Ryan said.

“Uh huh,” Sharon said and left the room.

Sharon walked from Ryan’s room to kitchen and began preparing breakfast. When it was ready, she called out for Ryan. The third time she called out for him, he dragged himself into the kitchen.

“Oh, I, your little friend Charlene?” Sharon said as Ryan stuffed food into his mouth.

“Hmm? Her?” Ryan asked.

“Uh, yeah, She uh, she stopped by last night,” Sharon said.

“Hmm? Don’t think so; said she was going down to New Orleans,” Ryan said.

“What? No, I’m pretty sure…” Sharon faltered.

When Ryan left for school, Sharon locked the door behind him. Then she stripped nude and stepped into her shower. Her breasts were sore. She could see a faint line, like a scratch across both areolae, could see that the skin had been broken on both nipples.

After her shower, Sharon retrieved the tube of Neosporin ® ointment and dabbed the unguent onto her breasts. She also dabbed a dollop onto her sore clitoris.

Still holding the tube of medicated ointment, Sharon looked into the mirror to see if there were any other scratches that needed her attention. She gasped when she saw, for the first time, just how pale her skin looked.

And against her pale throat, the two small red dots stood out prominently.

**Author’s Note: This is an entry into the 2018 Halloween Contest. I hope you like this story and do vote for it.

Happy Halloween. It’s one of my favorite holidays. That and Singles Awareness Day…um, I mean, Valentine’s Day. Okay, actually, any holiday that gives me an excuse to gorge on sweets and also have a reasonable expectation of sex later that evening? That, that’s my favorite holiday.