The Love of Vincenzo: Paranormal Erotic Romance (Anam Céile Chronicles)

“The first time I laid
eyes upon her, I was instantly mesmerized by her softness, her beauty.  I knew
at once that I was done for… never would I want another woman.”

Vincenzo was reasonably happy with
his life.  He had a stylish place to live and a job most other men would die
for— having sex with multiple partners every night and servicing wealthy
clients in the VIP, male and female alike.  For years now, he had been one of
the star performers at
Sanguelascivia
, a swanky erotic nightclub in
Venice for the Vampire elite.

But then Giuliana wandered in to
the club, a destitute young widow who had nowhere else to turn.  She was
nothing like the other women there at
Sanguelascivia
.  Sure, many of
them were gorgeous and naturally, he enjoyed fucking them, but none of them
ever interested him in the least.  Perhaps it was merely because Giuliana was
not yet hardened by this lifestyle.  She was beautiful in a soft and
compassionate kind of way that he had not known in a long time. 

Never had Vincenzo seen anyone
quite like her.

And now, he could not seem to get
her out of his mind. 

Nor did he want to.

Vincenzo begins fantasizing about
Giuliana during his every performance with the other women.  Then he must
agonizingly witness her initiation performance with two men.  Will he be able
to stand it, or will his emotion get the better of him? 

Will they ever be scheduled to
perform together so that he may know the pleasure of being with her?  It is as
if someone is determined to keep them apart…

But then something happens which
forces Vincenzo to act quick, altering the course of both of their fates
forever.  He has to make the most difficult choice of his life— fleeing
Sanguelascivia
,
and the woman he loves.

Will he ever see Giuliana again or
will he go through eternity longing for the one woman who has ever touched his
heart?

I
was awaiting my performance of the evening when it
happened: the defining moment which altered my life, somehow changed the very
man I was. 

Admittedly, I was more anxious about this particular
performance than usual.  It was one in which I would perform with another male
as well as a female.  Although, after more than four years of service there at
Sanguelascivia
,
I should have been well accustomed to other males.  Nevertheless, that sort of
situation was just
different
. 

Along with the excitement such a novel experience provided
was the sense of vulnerability.  At times it disconcerted me, and then others,
it roused me all the more.  And I never knew which it would be until I was in
the midst of it.  Nonetheless, I must say that all considered, this had paradoxically
become my
favourite
combination in which to be cast—
the stimulating novelty of being sexual with another male, along with the naturally
pleasurable female created a perfect balance. 

In one moment, I could feel completely in control, the all
dominant male taking a woman sexually, and in the next, I would be cast in the
opposite role, as the other male demanded my submission to or servicing of
him. 

So it was due to my reflection over this that I did not see
her immediately.  My mind was far too preoccupied with deliberating over this
ever present quandary when
she
had been led into the performer’s room.  Focusing
upon my own thoughts, I was standing there in the crowd of other performers, fully
nude, as were most of them— male and female alike— something with which I was utterly
at ease.

  Lucia, our director held up her hand to get our attention.
 “Everyone, please allow me to introduce you to Giuliana.  She has just arrived
at
Sanguelascivia
tonight and will be joining our troupe.  I trust all
of you will make her feel more than welcome.”

Filled with disinterest, I sighed. 

Yet another.
 

In a typical month at
Sanguelascivia
, I saw no less
than half dozen new females come through there.  The majority of them were not
anything special, in my opinion, but then I suppose my standards were quite
elevated after becoming accustomed to working with and having the opportunity
to sample some of the most appealing female flesh in all of Venice.  Though
what most men would still consider pretty, those more ordinary women just
failed to adequately excite me.

Lifting my head out of sheer courtesy, my eyes found her
easily.  

She exuded pure and innocent femininity.  She did not come
before her new workfellows fully nude in order to display all that she offered
as did most of the new ones.  Rather she was dressed in her flowing white night
dress, which I found to be quite a charming breath of fresh air.  Her cascading
waves of lustrous chestnut hair which fell over her shoulders and across her
chest framed her flawless face highlighting large childlike emerald eyes.  Her
skin, a lovely shade of caramel, invited caressing with its apparent silkiness.  

In that instant, I knew. 

Everything in my world was about to transform.  In just which
way that was to be, I simply could not yet fathom.  But one thing I did know without
question.

Never
would I be the same.

Giuliana.

Her enchanting eyes darted over the crowd nervously.  Her
eyes landed upon Gretchen, a fair skinned Dutch redhead who was not one of my particular
favourites
there.  Giuliana, however, seemed to take an
immediate liking to her, her cheeks flushing temptingly, her succulent lips
curling up to reveal a smile which made me want to drop to my knees— and not
solely for the reason I typically did before a woman.

Indeed, her demure
demeanour
was
quite endearing, which is perhaps why I was so drawn to her.  While being
around those sexually aggressive and experienced females all the time was unarguably
great, it was a nice variation to see how a true lady behaved.  On the other
hand, sadly, I did not expect she would last there too long.  I had seen her kind
come and go before.  If they forced themselves to remain too long, they would soon
lose their minds. 

This line of work certainly did not suit everyone,
particularly when it came to women.  Of course, the majority of men who worked
at
Sanguelascivia
remained on for quite some time.  After all, what
red-blooded male would not be up for being paired with an ever-changing variety
of attractive sexual partners and instructed to perform the lustiest of carnal
acts on a nightly basis?

Just then, Giuliana’s lovely eyes landed upon me, locking
with mine.  My mouth remaining stationary, I unwillingly conveyed my interest
through my eyes, causing her breath to hitch.  If I had been one of our patrons—
a Vampire— I was more than certain I would have been able to detect the pulsing
of her veins as the blood rushed through them in response.  That knowledge
instigated my own blood commence to rushing, thickening the organ between my
legs.  For the first time, I actually felt mildly embarrassed, and was grateful
that my form was likely hidden with me near the back of the crowd.

Lucia spoke again.  “Giuliana here is a virgin… a virgin to
knowing the pleasures of a woman, that is,” she added facetiously. 

Well, that certainly does nothing to help my condition!

From Giuliana’s rather discomfited reaction, it was more
than clear that she was not accustomed to this sort of provocative dialogue in her
presence. 

No, I cannot imagine she will be here all that long— if
she even makes it beyond her first night, that is!  Sigh…  That is rather
unfortunate.  I can only hope that I shall have the occasion to relish her in
the short time she is here.

“Now, which of you would like to volunteer to delight her in
the pleasures of women?” 

Without thinking, I began to raise my hand, abruptly cursing
myself for having not been born a woman.

Oh, how I wish I were a woman right now!  I would have not
missed being the first to volunteer to initiate her to all the pleasures she would
ever know!

As I focused upon her lovely face, I perceived that her
expression was an interesting mixture of intrigue and what was it… ambivalence,
perhaps?

 
“I shall,” the redhead volunteered
enthusiastically in her Dutch accent.  She turned to Giuliana, “I am Gretchen.”

Appearing relieved, Giuliana smiled coyly as she stepped
forward to take the privileged woman’s outstretched hand. 

“I am Giuliana,” the angel spoke.  I loved the way in which
she enunciated each syllable of her name with delicacy.  Yes, the markings of a
true lady.  “I am most pleased to be of your acquaintance.” 

Her voice was soft, the most lyrical voice ever I had heard. 
The sound of it awakened something deep within me that I did not even
realise
I possessed.

“We shall see how pleased you are to be of my acquaintance
in a short time.” Gretchen’s tone was clear in her intent, only making me all
the more envious.  She winked at her, and Giuliana giggled nervously.

To my surprise, Giuliana, gazing up through her lush mahogany
lashes, stole a parting glance at me as the redhead led her from the room, and
out of my sight for the time being.  If I was not mistaken, her look told me
she was disappointed to leave my sight, as well. 

Ah, Vincenzo, get ahold of yourself!  What would a gem
like her want with a rogue like you?

Disregarding my own mocking inner voice, I was anticipating
the next time I would see her.  Perhaps if I were fortunate enough, I would be
the first to initiate her to the stage performance, just she and I alone with
no one to intrude on that amazing moment.  Already, the thought of her being presented
to another male was making the blood
within my veins seethe
.

T
he vision of this angel who had been sent to me,
combined with the tempting image of her being introduced to the pleasure of
Sapphic sex affixed in my mind, I went into my performance of the night already
far more aroused than usual.  My show of the night was a scene in which I performed
with a female as well as another male.  Naturally, I could not refrain from imagining
the female to be Giuliana. 

Which should have been a little difficult, considering the
female was a tall, voluptuous Spanish Brunette, not nearly as soft and dainty
as my Giuliana.  Still, nothing could chase away the image of her in my mind
and my eyes saw only her. 

Sven, the male, was blonde, a fairer skinned Swede.  Having
performed together many times before, I would have to say he was by far my
favourite male with whom to do a show, for more reasons than one.  Moreover, he
was the only other guy at
Sanguelascivia
whom I considered to be my
friend.  With my strong jaw, deep green eyes, long, wavy black hair and bronzed
skin, he and I made for a striking visual contrast— which is likely why we had
often been cast together.   I would imagine that was especially the case the
time we had done our trio with that redhead.

On stage, with the Spanish female sandwiched between us, the
three of us took turns kissing one another, our hands roaming over one
another’s bodies as though it were the first time we were discovering one
another.  Sven and I bent down to suckle at the woman’s large breasts.  Her
fingers set to twirling through our hair as she sighed in contentment.

As I continued on her, he lowered further still to his knees
before me.  Knowing what he would do, I took a deep breath, reveling at the
feeling of his mouth descending over my enlarging organ as my tongue remained
occupied with the contrasting feminine nipple. 

Feeling my cock rapidly swell to full size under the teasing
of his mouth elicited me to crave something more.  Withdrawing my mouth from
her nipple, I motioned for the female to climb atop my face. 

While waiting to taste the female juices I had so come to adore,
I closed my eyes and focused on the Swede’s mouth busy on my cock.  He was just
as talented as any woman who had serviced me— I might even go so far as to say
even more so. 

Ah, yes, suck it
…

I inhaled in the scent of pussy descending upon my face, the
soft labia pressing against my lips.  My imagination wasted not a second in
taking over and magically she was Giuliana, it was Giuliana’s flesh pressed
into my mouth, begging for my pleasure.

While I set to work on her, I felt Sven’s mouth abandon my
cock.  Not knowing what would come next, I waited.  The next thing I knew, I
was feeling the sensation of his rigid organ brushing against mine as he rubbed
his body over mine.  Then, leaning forward so that our bodies were fully
pressed together, he pushed her forwards a bit, commencing to tonguing her
orifices while my tongue focused on the sensitive nub in front.  Resettling
myself, I resumed my pretense that I was pleasuring the angelic Giuliana.

My fantasy inspired me to lick her as none before and in no
time she was climaxing, her juices running all over my face.  Urging her to
rise up more onto her knees, I sensed Sven preparing to enter her.  At once, I expelled
the thought of Giuliana from my mind, not wanting to imagine her in
that
scenario.  With the brunette hovering just several inches above my face, I was
treated to the rousing view of his long cock sliding into her taut cunt, the
juices dripping down on me. 

For several pumps I watched before scooting out and coming
around the front of her.  I smiled at Sven as cock in hand, I offered it to her
already open mouth.  There is nothing like watching a woman being fucked
and
sucking cock simultaneously.  It is most definitely one of my
favourite
scenarios of which to be part, whether I am the one doing
the fucking or the one being sucked.