Little Sister Shana - chapter 2 - Sex Stories

Little Sister Shana - chapter 2

... Jenny. Only share the secret about Jenny with your friends. They can’t meet her because she’s married.”

“Only tell my friends about Jenny. Pretty red hair. So hungry though.”

“You can go to a drive-through for a quick breakfast, but don’t be late for work. See you tonight.”

He kissed her lips before he left. “Love you so much, Jenny! Such beautiful red hair! See you tonight.”

I stroked SHANA’s actual long BLONDE hair as she giggled and slipped her shoes on. I made a discovery. People under a vampire’s mind control rarely mention themselves or use the word ‘I’. Interesting.

As we walked in a diner a few blocks away, she whispered to me, “What’s that weird smell?”

I sniffed a few times. “To me it smells nice. Pancakes, bacon, eggs cooking.”

“No, there’s something else. It’s nasty. Can we eat somewhere else?”

“Okay. There’s another restaurant across the street and down a block.”

We walked to a family-style restaurant instead of the diner. I ordered pancakes with eggs and bacon. She had waffles and eggs, and ordered extra sausage, of course. The waitress gave her a glass of milk and I had a small carton of orange juice. Several men stared as she licked the breakfast sausages before eating them.

When I opened my juice she said, “Eeew! That’s it! That’s the disgusting smell!” She pointed at the carton of orange juice. “Get rid of it! That’s SO GROSS!”

“But sis, it’s just orange juice…”

She held her nose. “Yuck! Get it away!”

I held up my hand ...

... and called out, “Hello? Can I get coffee instead? I think this juice went bad.”

The waitress took the orange juice away and brought me a cup and a coffee pot.

I said to Shana, “I know you don’t like lemonade either…”

“Lemons smell terrible too. I hate them!”

Later we learned succubi can even be hurt by citrus fruit, the same way blood vampires hate garlic and it burns their skin. It’s like a severe allergy. Luckily garlic doesn’t bother Shana. We love Italian food.

After breakfast she suggested, “We’re down to only a few thousand. We should go sell some more candy.”

“Good idea. We need to stop at a store first. We’re out of chocolate and mints.”

After restocking, we walked to a construction site. About a dozen men were eager to buy small bags of candies or chocolate bars from her for ‘only’ twenty bucks. At the grocery store we’d paid a dollar each. At a nearby apartment building, Shana made another half dozen candy sales and gave a pair of blowjobs. Money, housing, and feeding Shana we no longer problems. Life was good! We held hands and smiled most of the way back to Justin’s place.

We were shocked to see the message on a church sign only two blocks from our new residence. In foot-high letters it said:

“HELP FIGHT THE VAMPIRE MENACE!

JOIN WARRIORS OF THE LIGHT!

MEETINGS 7 PM MON + THUR”

I told her the obvious, “We can’t stay here! We gotta move.”

She sadly and fearfully nodded. “Yeah.”

We packed our few things into my car and drove ...