My Horny Stepmom Turns Me into Her Vampire Slave-Chapter 13: Reconciliation date

[Hi, Chris. How are you? I’m feeling better now, and I’d like to talk about what happened between us without any hard feelings. If you’d like, we could meet this evening after dinner at the Hallett Nature Sanctuary in Central Park. It’s where we had our first date, remember? Let me know 😀]

Chris’s Saturday morning begins with a message from his ex-girlfriend, Elisabeth Azuralis — the sister of one of his closest friends, Alexander.

[Of course, I’d be happy to. The last thing I want is to have any problems with you or Alexander. Let’s meet there at 9 PM then. See you tonight, Ely 😄]

The day passes much more slowly than Chris expected, as he grows unexpectedly impatient for the evening to arrive.

In the morning, he trains with Mia and Zaira, joined this time by Isabelle.

The session passes without incident, and Isabelle teaches him the basics of fencing.

After lunch and until late afternoon, he fulfills his duty as a sex slave twice, but without any real progress.

He limits himself to making her come with his tongue, without permission to go beyond squeezing her breasts through her T-shirt.

Each time it ends with his inevitable masturbation in the bathroom — this time with the door locked — and a lingering sense of frustration.

Finally, after dinner, the long-awaited moment of their reconciliation arrives. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

When Chris reaches the Hallett Nature Sanctuary, she is already waiting for him.

The moment he sees her, his eyes light up.

Elisabeth has never been the kind of girl who wears makeup or dresses in a flashy, provocative way.

Chris has always seen her wearing only plain jeans and a T-shirt, so he is stunned when he sees her like this.

Her long blonde hair is tied in a ponytail. She is wearing high heels, a very short miniskirt, and a low-cut cropped top that highlights her chest — not as large as Mia’s, but still firm and attractive.

A chest Chris had seen naked many times during the month they dated, whenever they had sex — and one that had always driven him crazy.

This time is no exception.

"W-Wow... you look amazing!"

That’s what Chris would like to tell her, but he holds himself back so he won’t seem inappropriate.

Even if he doesn’t say it out loud, his eyes speak for themselves — a look Elisabeth does not miss.

"Uh, why are you staring at me like that? Is my face dirty?" Elisabeth asks, pretending not to understand.

"N-No, it’s just that... you look great."

"Thank you — you don’t look bad either. Since when do you wear shirts? It almost looks like you dressed up for a date."

"W-Well... in a way it is, right? A date to make peace and go back to being friends."

She smiles brightly. Then she takes his hand and leads him to a nearby bench, where they sit down next to each other.

"So... what did you want to talk to me about, Ely?"

But she doesn’t answer — at least not with words. She undoes the top two buttons of Chris’s shirt, exposing his chest.

"E-Ely... what are you doing...?"

But once again, her gestures speak for her. She brings her face to his neck, her moist tongue slipping out to lick his skin. Then she moves lower, slowly opening the rest of his shirt and leaving him bare-chested.

Shivers of pleasure run through Chris as Elisabeth lowers her head further, now his abdomen.

"E-Ely... I... I don’t think it’s a good idea..."

But his body feels something completely different. His erection, growing harder and harder, visibly strains against his shorts.

"Your cock... I miss it so much, Chris. I want it so badly."

"I miss being with you too, but... I don’t love you, Ely. That’s why I left you. I-I don’t want you to think something could start again between us. T-That’s all..."

Elisabeth unbuckles his belt and unzips his jeans, lowering them to his knees.

"I-I don’t care if you don’t love me anymore or if you don’t want to be my boyfriend... the only thing I want is to fuck you, Chris. Whether I’m your girlfriend or just your fuck buddy makes no difference to me. Y-Your cock, so big and hard... it drives me crazy..."

Now she lowers his underwear, and his erection stands fully exposed before her eager gaze.

"I-I missed it so much... so much..."

She gently strokes the throbbing glans with the tip of her tongue.

"...these past few days I haven’t done anything but think about the times we fucked. I touched myself so many times thinking about you, looking at our photos... but now I can’t take it anymore. I feel like I’d go crazy if you didn’t fuck me tonight..."

Elisabeth... masturbates while thinking about me? And she even wants to become my fuck buddy? Damn, it’s the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me in my life...

Chris hesitates, torn between two conflicting feelings.

The desire to finally release his urges in a real sexual encounter — instead of simply masturbating in the bathroom after fulfilling his duties to Isabelle.

But at the same time he fears what might happen if his stepmom finds out he has betrayed one of the fundamental points of their agreement — that he would no longer give himself to any woman other than her or Mia.

But the feeling of Elisabeth’s soft lips wrapping around his erection and moving up and down with passion and impatience drives every doubt from his mind.

I promised Isabelle that my body would belong to her alone, but... damn it, I’m still in the prime of my youth, and apparently I’m pretty wanted too!

No way I’m spending my adolescence masturbating in the bathroom like some desperate loser just because she says I’m not worthy of fucking her! Screw it.

I’ll have a nice fuck with Elisabeth right under Isabelle’s nose — maybe that’ll teach her not to keep leaving me unsatisfied!