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 It was a cold winter's eve.  The full moon shown coldly down, breaking the
darkness just enough to bathe the landscape in it's eerie glow.  She
entered the dimly lit coffee house around 8 pm.  It was the usual crowd of
college students and misfits.  It was the night of the monthly poetry
reading, so the place was nearly packed with pale, raven clad bodies.

   Gina had arrived early enough to secure a table for herself out of the
main throng of people.  She prefered to sit aside and watch the others. 
She was definately not like the others in most senses.  She just had an
insatiable hunger for words.  She sipped her mug of hazelnut latte and
watched the seemingly endless parade of poets rambling about oblivion and
the grave.  It was unimpressive drivel.  Suddenly the monotony was broken.
Anastasia Hawk took the stage.  She was unlike the others.  Her words held
a passion the others lacked.  She was tall and shapely, piercing blue eyes
and luxurious mahogany hair that famed her face.  She wore little make up
and a form fitting black slip dress but she stood out from all the others
drastically.

   Gina listened intently to the words this mysterious woman purred into
the microphone.  She was captivated.  She never before felt so draw to a
woman before but this one stirred something inside her.

   As she spoke the room fell silent.  Even the quiet chatter at the tables
ceased completely.  All eyes were on her but she seemed to be focused on
only one person...  Gina.  She blushed and lowered her gaze as she took
another drink of her latte but she could not resist.  Her eyes quickly
moved back to Anastasia.  Her sultry details seduced Gina's thoughts as she
described the touch, the kiss, the entire act of carnality with such
elegance.  Gina's body could almost feel the delicate caress.  The words
enticed her, stirring something deep inside her, arousing her.

   Anastasia's vibrant blue eyes were fixed on her the entire course of her
verse.  She was both embarassed and exhilerated at the same time.  A roar
of applause from the crowd broke Gina's stare.  She realizes that her
panties were slightly damp.  She rose to her feet and quietly slipped to
the bathroom to remove them.  In the privacy of the bathroom stall she
slipped them off and tucked them into her bag.  She heard the other
occupant who was in the stall next to her exit, leaving her completely
alone in there.  The overwhelming urge to touch her dampened pussy took
over.  She slipped her hand down between her silken thighs.  She began to
vigorously rub her clit.  She let out a soft gasp.  The lust that clouded
her thoughts kept her from noticing someone had came in.  She continued to
tease the little nub.  Soon a soft moan escaped.  It was followed by a
small orgasm.  Enough to curb the raging desire for the time being.

   She took a handful of toilet paper and cleaned herself up before exiting
the stall.  She looked up and to her surprise was staring at the face of
the woman she admired from afar standing inchs in front of her.  She was
sitting on the sturdy marble counter with a sinister smile upon her face.

   Gina blushed and turned on the hot water faucet and was about to stick
her hand under the running water when Anastasia stopped her abruptly by
grabbing her wrist.  Their eyes once again locked on one another.

   Anastasia pulled her fingers to her face.  She could smell the soft
lingering scent of pussy upon them.  She dragged the tip of her tongue
along Gina's pointer finger slowly.  " I was right.  You do taste really
sweet.  " she purred between licks.  Gina felt as if she would faint, but
didn't dare move.  She just stared at this beautiful creatuer before her.
Her entire body tingled as she felt her tongue again.  Her pussy became
even damper than it had already been.

   She could not believe a woman was making her feel so alive with lust. 
She wanted to feel more of that soft licking, the warm caress of
Anastasia's tongue all over her slim body.  Every inch of her cried out for
attention.  Anastasia caught the scent of her as her heat rose.  She slid
from the counter top and turned the water off.  Then she backed Gina
against the wall.  She didn't resist.  She just froze while the Sapphic
goddess before her moved her left hand against her breast.  She squeezed
the flesh mound as she stared into Gina's eyes.

   She could see the slight fear and titaliation in her eyes.  Gina closed
her eyes as her back began to arch.  She pushed her tit against her palm.
Her lips gave way to a longing gasp.  She gasped again as Anastasia
squeezed.  Her lips soon finding their way to Gina's.  Her tongue forced
between them, enjoying their soft velvety texture as she deepend the kiss.

   She felt the need surging through Gina's body.  She could sense the
urgency of it.  Her hand moved lower, crossing her stomach and down the
outside of her skirt.  Gina's body jumped to her touch.  Their tongues
continued to wrestle.  Her lust grew stronger.  Anastasia eased her to the
counter.  She obediently slide up on it as her thighs were forced wide
apart.

   The longing was unbearable.  Gina gripped the countertop nervously as
she sat craving more of that skillful tongue, but Anastasia kissed her once
again.  Unbuttoning the sheer crimson blouse and removing it as her tongue
manuevered around Gina's.

   Her milky white breasts were still encased in the red satin bra.  Her
nipples were visible through the smooth fabric.  Anastasia's fingers nimbly
unclasped the bar and slipped it off.  Her lips brushed against Gina's skin
moving to the curve of her neck, then slowly down to the soft delicate
breasts Her lips quickly made their way down to Gina's right breast to it's
candy pink center.

   She gasped loudly.  The suckling driving her mad, sending shockwaves of
pleasure rushing through her body.  Anastasia's fingers then moved to the
soft puffy lips of her pussy, trailing them up and down very slowly.  It
was such a sweet torture to be teased by this very sexual woman.  Her hips
slid forward, her thighs spreading wider in a plea for more.  Anastasia
swiftly bit down on her nipple, then curled her tongue around it as she
licked.  Finally her lips decended down her stomach to the band of her
skirt, she then sunk to her her knees in front of Gina.

   Gina's eyes widened.  The moment was upon them.  Her lips brushed
against her thighs sending shivers throught her.  The soft brief kisses
followed up along her smooth flesh to the pink moist slit.  The tip of
Anastasia's tongue parted the warm lips just barely as she licked, dragging
it from the very bottom of her cunt up over her clit.

   Gina's hips slide forward, the wetness had increased drastically from
one simple lick.  This time her tongue delved deep inside Gina.  Her
fingers gripped the edge of the counter.  Her entire body shuddered hard as
Anastasia's tongue began to dart in and out of her.  Her nose brushing
against the swollen little nub above it.  She tossed her head back as she
began to moan.  Her hands moving to her own breasts, squeezing them,
tugging on and pinching her nipples as her sweetness continued to be lapped
from her.

   Gina squirmed against the merciless licking.  Her head thrashed back and
forth as she moaned louder, not caring about her surroundings.  She
surrendered to the lusts that consumed her soul.  Anastasia moved her lips
up to Gina's swollen clit, taking it between her lips as she sucked and
flicked it with the tip of her tongue.  Two long slender fingers quickly
drove deep into her tender slit.

   Gina fucked back with all her might.  Each deeply penetrating thrust of
them bringing her closer to the orgasm she had been needing.  Anastasia
nipped at her clit between licks.  It was driving her wild.  Finally Gina
began to tense.  Anastasia quickly moved her lips to Gina's thigh.  Just as
the glorious orgasm rocked her body she felt the sharp pierce of
Anastasia's fangs into her flesh.

   She felt the fluids quicklly leaving her body.  Her muscles began to
spasm violently as another finger was forced between her quivering lips. 
The blood flooded Anastasia's mouth as she nursed it from Gina's thigh. 
Her fingers began to slow as Gina's contractions stopped.  Her body almost
limp from the exhausting orgasm.  She rose to her feet.  Her bloodstained
lips pressed roughly to Gina's as she held her for a moment tenderly.

   She helped Gina dress and steadied her as she quickly escorted her out
the door.  That night Gina was reborn.  A new lust awakened deep inside her
all thanks to the gorgeous dark angel that graced the stage