Drowning Ophelia (Immoral Dracula) by Eva Natsumi Read Free Book Online

say that? You don’t want to be here. I’d say it’s the worst thing in the world to try and give someone hope that you don’t believe in.”
    Nina sighed. “I have a home and a son, Ophelia. I can’t stay here forever.” Ophelia nodded, listening. “You must understand, on some level.”  
    “I worked at a bar— I’m, you are so resplendent. You are a character from a fairytale. You know… I was going to kill myself when I got home. Then I realized while I was waiting for the bus that I didn’t have a home I just had a point ‘a’ and a point ‘b’ so I thought … I’d like to say you saved me.” The cucumber’s girth was between Ophelia’s lips now. It was an uncomfortably pleasant experience, one that made her want to reach down between her thighs.  
    Nina creased her brow, “What is this about?”
    “I wish I could fade away. Fade without ever having hurt you people.”  
    “People?”
    “Never mind,” Ophelia said, squirming as the cucumber slid in and out of her. “ Did you know the french call an orgasm ‘la petite mort’ because they believe with each one there’s a little death and new life?”  
    Nina sighed to herself, “Oh my god…” She turned to Ophelia, “What are you going on about?”  
    “You just wanted a quick fuck didn’t you?”
    “Well I didn’t want to die, little or big.” Nina pushed herself up from the now melted and mushy flowers. Ophelia pulled her back down and grabbed her by the neck, kissing her. She was filled with devilish ardor and instinct. Ophelia ripped off Nina's sweater and jeans. She tore them off without anymore words or questions. Nina stuttered but Ophelia only kissed her harder, placing her hand between Nina's thighs so that she moaned. Ophelia ripped her own clothes off. Under the pale sun they pressed their bodies together.

    Somewhere Ophelia wondered if anyone could see them. Ophelia slowly pulled the cucumber from between her thighs; it was covered in her juices. Nina's eyes widened and then she smiled wickedly.  
    Ophelia pushed Nina back in to the flowers and entered her with the cucumber. She placed the tip just against her lips and Nina moaned, her curvy, olive thighs quivering. Ophelia pushed the cucumber in farther and Nina grasped for the flower beds. Ophelia played the cucumber in and out of Nina, making her dripping wet. Nina was mesmerized with pleasure.  
    Ophelia slowly placed the cucumber back between her thighs and Nina held her toe to help get the cucumber deeper. Both Nina and Ophelia howled with pleasure as the cucumber entered them.   Ophelia pulled them both up and the cucumber went so deep that it was invisible. They writhed as their soft skin was rubbed against each other. Their skin rubbed slick, trailing wet juices down their thighs.  
      Nina lay back and let Ophelia ride her, the cucumber still inside them both. Between their thighs was soaking wet and Ophelia reached a finger down and brought it back to her mouth to taste them both. She put the finger back and rubbed Nina, riding her furiously. Nina screamed, grabbing hold of the flowers. The girls both howled, climaxing together.  
    Nina removed herself from the cucumber and put her mouth to Ophelia’s wet lips. She pushed the cucumber in and out, simultaneously sucking. Ophelia quivered in pleasure, she couldn’t take that much pleasure. Her whole body was pulsating, her blood was throbbing. She screamed and the birds flew.
    Nina came up to Ophelia and cuddled in her arms. They fell asleep like that, the sun waning against the autumn hills.  

    Ophelia waked and Nina was lying naked on her stomach. They were in the garden still. Night had come and the sky was so clear that the stars outnumbered the black.  
    “The master wishes to see you.” Ophelia jumped. Abigail was leaning over her and Nina, whispering. “Well the master can go to hell,” Ophelia whispered back, stroking Nina's hair as she stirred.  
    “In the event that you would say