WVC Ch. 10: Int Drawing Class #2

“Good to meet you, Brooke. Now I can put a name with your face.”

“Right.”

Apparently amused by my reply, she smiled broadly and I caught a flash of metal in her tongue. A tongue stud. I guess that went with the pair of cuffs that adorned her left ear.

Satisfied that she’d made her point, she released my hand, and as she turned to go, I caught a whiff of patchouli, another scent from the other night.

“Don’t be late, Val.”

“I’ll be there. On time.”

As the blonde sauntered off, we both watched her depart. Encased in faded blue jeans, her broad hips swayed invitingly with each step. Once she disappeared, it occurred to me that Valerie was admiring her shapely ass as much as I was.

“I didn’t tell you I was in a sorority, did I?”

“No.”

“Which one?”

“Sigma Epsilon.”

I nodded sagely. They had a good reputation on campus, and I’d heard that they threw great parties.

“Impressed?”

As she took another bite of her fruit, I nodded again and started to ask her a question, but then stopped.

“What?”

“Nothing. Never mind.”

“Bill, I know you have questions. Ask me. I’ll answer what I can.”

“About what?”

She rolled her eyes.

“Don’t be so dense, Bill. The Club! I know you must have questions about the Club. What do you want to know?”

I hesitated before asking. Her green eyes were clear and open. I did trust her, and besides, who else could I ask?

“You’re a member of the Club then?”

Her eyes sparkled as she answered me.

“I can neither confirm nor deny that I am a member of the White Vampyre Club. Next question.”

I took a deep breath.

“When will I get to cum?”

She giggled and shook her head.

“You guys are all alike.”

Leaning across the table, she glanced over her shoulder to see if anyone was close enough to hear.

“The next ceremony.”

“Really?”

Grinning broadly, she nodded. Just the prospect of cumming had my cock stirring in my pants. Reaching under the table, I adjusted my crotch to give it more room. She tilted her head, her green eyes twinkling.

“You’re getting hard, aren’t you?”

I blushed and didn’t answer. Quickly, Valerie got up and slid onto the seat next to me, her right hand gliding onto my thigh. My cock continued to expand, stretching down the leg of my pants right next to her fingers. Looking directly into my eyes, she explored the inner part of my thigh until she found my growing log. Wrapping her hand around the shaft, she squeezed.

“Mmm. I love how you get excited so quickly.’

Turning slightly toward her, I spread my legs apart to give her easier access between them. With my cock now nearly fully erect, she started to rub up and down the length of my stalk, whispering.

“You were very impressive during class today. Wearing that genital restraint really emphasized this.”

To underline her point, the curly haired brunette stopped stroking to give my hard-on a firm squeeze.

“You knew about the strap?”

“Of course I did, silly. And even if I didn’t, that tiny posing pouch doesn’t hide much.”

“How did you know?”

She was silent for a moment, slowly stroking my cock through my pants, up and down, up and down.

“I can’t really go into that, at least not until you’re actually accepted as a member.”

“Do you think I will make it? Be accepted into the Club?”

“Assuming you pass the last test, I think there’s a very good chance.”

“There’s a test?”

Her green eyes narrowed as she smiled.

“Uh huh. You’ve passed them all, so far. But I must warn you, there are other people applying as well. And not all the members of the Club are favorable to accepting a male.”

I was starting to breathe harder. Her steady strokes were having an effect on me.

“Even one as with as an extraordinary qualification as this.”

Grinning, Valerie squeezed my bloated pole for emphasis. I swallowed and continued.

”So the next ceremony is the test?”

“Uh huh. That’s part of it. It’s called ‘The Supplicant Ceremony’, although the girls have another name for it -- the Succulent Ceremony.”

Puzzled, I looked at her.

“Think about it, Bill. What did you do during the last ceremony?”

I blushed, just thinking about all the licking I did.

“Uh huh. Now reverse the roles.”

My cock throbbed in her grip as I stared at her, my eyes wide.

“Right.”

With her cute nose crinkling up, she giggled again.

“And the girls have even come up with a new name for your night ---“

She paused for the dramatic effect, still rubbing me through my pants.

“The Suck Ceremony.”

My cock lurched in her grip.

“So don’t worry about cumming. You’ll cum so hard your eyes will roll back into your head, and you’ll lose track of the number of times this big cock of yours will erupt.”

Panting as she kept stroking, I just nodded.

“Now it may different from how you might imagine it, but trust me, you’ll enjoy it.”

Checking her watch, she abruptly released on my swollen cock and stood up.

“Crap! I didn’t realize how late it was. I got to go.”

I looked up at her.

“When?”

“When what?”

Valerie threw on her jacket and grabbed her backpack.

“When is the ceremony?”

She grinned.

“My my! You are the eager one. Soon. There are other candidates that need to be considered. But soon.”

And then she was gone, leaving me trapped in the booth with a massive hard-on.