Isabelle

Isabelle



Despite my shyness, I had always wanted excitement in my life and despite the fact I pushed it aside for so long, I finally admitted to myself that I am bisexual. But I was never one to go out and put my sexuality to the test. Basically admitting to myself that I found women equally attractive as I did men took a weight off my shoulders. Of course, the only person I admitted this to was my best friend and I think sometimes she was probably accepting with my admission about my sexuality.



Anyway, with that being said I was just happy to stare at women while looking for the right guy. If I’d known of what was in store for me, well I wouldn’t have known what to do. It all started some months after I admitted to my best friend, Shannon and her brother, Dante about me being bi sexual. Both of them thought it was cool and Dante wanted to fix me up with a few women. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Dante, but any guy who mostly fucked around with two-bit tramps, is not the guy to help you find a woman to test your sexuality.



With that being said, I’ll tell you everything including how I met and fell in love with the most dark and sexy creature ever to walk the night. It was a Saturday night and another friend, Melanie had talked me into going to this new club that just opened up called “Vortex Shox”, I had only been to one dance club in my whole life and the club was nothing more than a run-down, cramped and gang-infested hang-out and I was also 18 years old at the time. But Vortex Shox was unlike anything that I had seen before. It was huge two-story club with a stage, fifty TV screens that showed all the people that were on the dance floor.



The dance floor lit up and changed colors every three seconds, flashing lights everywhere and a bar that stretch from one end to the other. It also had an elevator that took people up to the second floor where people either stood on the balcony or went into one of the private rooms; one could only imagine what went on in those rooms. Melanie was dressed in a red leather strapless that was so tight that she could barely walk and so short that if she bent over you could see her ass. The dress was so red that it made her pale complexion stand out and red heels.



Melanie was really a brunette but she had recently turned blonde, which quite frankly in my opinion didn’t look good on her, but she bought into the bullshit that men prefer blondes to brunettes. She also recently had gotten a boob job, which took some getting use to. With her new boobs, Melanie liked wearing tight tops and shirts with necklines so low that it that she would purposely stick her boobs in guys’ faces. Quite honestly I don’t like the new Melanie, her attitude had change and she was becoming a bit of a whoring bitch.



As for me, I was dressed in a tight black dress that went to my knees and fit my curvy body perfectly, black lace thigh-hi stockings and black ankle strap heels. My dark brown hair had been recently cut short because it was breaking off, but with way it was cut, it framed my face quite well. My light brown eyes were lined with black eyeliner and I wore dark brown eye shadow and I wore a blackish-red lipstick that looked good with my toffee-colored complexion that reflected my Black, French and Native American heritage.



I opted not to wear my glasses, although I had to fight not to squint, but other than I could see fairly well. As Mel and I walked through the sea of people, we made our way to the bar. At the bar, I ordered a glass of Bailey’s Irish Crème, while Mel ordered Vodka with Sprite, of course there was more Vodka than Sprite, so I knew that I would driving home tonight. As we sat at the bar and had our drinks, two guys walked over to us, one blonde and other was Latino.



Both were clearly sex-driven assholes, but I nevertheless made nice conversation with them. Naturally Mel and blonde guy went off and danced and left the Latino guy with me.



“So, tell me about yourself?” he asked,



“What would you like to know?” I asked,



“Do you have a boyfriend?” he asked.



“No, “I replied,



“Well, sweetheart, how about we go upstairs and have a little party of own” he said.



I immediately knew right then it was time to ditch this guy. So I drank the rest of my Bailey’s Irish Crème and turned to him.



“I have to go to the Ladies’ room, I’ll be right back” I said and left him there at the bar with no intention of returning.



The Ladies room was nice; one part of it had a plush plum-colored sofa and matching chairs and a round glass coffee table. The rest of it was just your standard restroom with a mirror. As I came out of the stall and walked up to sink to wash my hands, I looked at myself in the mirror. I will give myself this, I am pretty but I don’t consider myself drop-dead gorgeous. I have managed to attract guys, but most of them have been fucking losers.



Despite the fact I’m still looking for the right guy, ever since I admitted that I am bisexual I’ve wanted to get involved with a woman. Crazy as that seems getting involved with woman sounds like a good idea, especially with most of the men that I have meeting nowadays wanting nothing but sex. After drying my hands, I freshened up my lipstick and made sure my hair looked right. Pleased with my looks, I grabbed my purse and walked out the Ladies’ room.



I returned to the bar and saw that Casanova was gone and I was grateful. As I sat there, drinking another Bailey’s Irish Crème, I found that I was not exactly having a good time. Suddenly, the bartender came up to me and sat down another glass of Bailey’s Irish Crème before me. “



I didn’t ask for another” I said, “I know, the owner said to give this to you” he said.



“Uh, tell the owner I said thank you” I said.



“You can thank her yourself, she’s right behind you” he said.



I turned around and I saw standing before me a woman with long black hair, blue eyes and a beautiful fair complexion. She was wearing a purple strapless velvet dress that was floor-length and had a high slit up the side and fit her curves perfectly. She had long fingernails that were painted black and her nails were longer than mine. Her lips were painted a purplish-black color and were full and luscious; I wanted to kiss those lips.



“Thanks for the drink,” I said, she smiled at me.



“No problem, you seem lonely. Would you like to join me?” she asked.



Just from looking at her, I was not about to say no, “of course, I would love to join you” I said.



She held her hand out for me to take and I took her hand slid off the stood and grabbed my purse and my drink. She led me to a private booth where we sat very close to each other.



“So, what’s your name?” she asked me, “Danae and you?” I asked and she smiled.



“I’m Isabelle, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Danae” she said as she caressed my cheek with the back of her hand.



I couldn’t honestly tell you what it was about her that captivated me, but I was mesmerized by her.



“You are so pretty, Danae” she said, “thank, you are the most beautiful woman that I have ever seen. I love your lips” I said and then I got quiet and she smiled.



“Would you like to kiss me?” she asked, “yes, I would” I said and once again I got quiet. I had no idea of what was coming over me, for some reason I was losing my inhibitions around her. She placed her finger under my chin and leaned in and gently kissed me.



Her lips were so soft, “did you like that?” she asked. “Yes, I did” I said and she kissed me once again, but this time the kiss was passionate and without thinking I started running my fingernails through her hair. She then pulled me close and then her hand went up my dress and my heart begins to race.



“Just tell me to stop and I will stop” she said, but I said nothing and I kissed her. She knew from that I had no intention on telling her to stop and her hand went further up my dress.



I could feel her fingers searching for my mound and so I made it a little easier by opening my legs slightly. “Ooh” I said as she touched my clit and she smiled, “tell me, Danae have you ever been with a woman before?” she asked.



“Well, I experimented with my friend, Melanie” I said, “did you like it?” she asked in a seductive voice. When she spoke, it was like I was being hypnotized, “yes, I did” I replied. “Then you will love this” she said and then she pushed her finger deeper inside of me.



“Ah,” I said, “do you like that, Danae?” she asked and before I could reply, she passionately kissed me. She went deeper inside of me as we continued to kiss and I was soon lying down in the booth and she was top.



“Tell me, Danae, do you want me?” she asked, “Yes, I want you” I said and then she passionately kissed me again, this time our tongues caressing each other.



“Oh, Danae, I want you so bad” she said. “Then I am yours” I said and then she got off me and held out her hand for me to take.



I took her hand and I got up from the booth and she led me upstairs. She opened a door and we went inside, it was clearly her office, but it was unlike any office that I had seen. There was a desk with three chairs sitting in front of it. A pool table stood by the window, on the left side of the office was full bar, while on the right side behind the desk was a plum colored velvet sofa set with a glass and black marble coffee table. I also noticed that there was another door; I could only imagine where that door led to.



As I stood there I felt Isabelle wrap her arms around my waist and she gently kissed my neck. “You are very beautiful, Danae” she whispered in my ear.



I was speechless as she took her hands and caressed my arms. “Are you afraid?” she asked, “Yes, I am” I replied, “of what?” she asked.



“I’m not sure” I said. Isabelle turned me around and she looked deeply into my eyes, “are you afraid of me?” she asked.



“A little” I said and she gently kissed me. “Just say it and I will let you go” said Isabelle as she caressed my face. Looking into her eyes I could see that if I denied her and left, she would be crushed.



It was then that I wrapped my arms around her waist and I passionately kissed her. She knew then that I wasn’t going anywhere. We went over to the sofa where she kissed my neck and I ran my fingernails through her hair. “I want you, Danae. I want you to be mine forever” she said and then she laid me down and the sofa and got top of me. My hand went up her dress and my finger went inside of her. “Oh!” she said as she looked deep into my eyes, my finger went deeper and she moaned in pleasure.



I had no idea of what came over me, but I wanted her as much as she wanted me. As I went in and out of her, she moaned louder and then suddenly she removed my finger.



“But I wasn’t done yet” I said, Isabelle stood up. “Oh, Danae, I want you and I will have you, but not tonight, it’s too soon” she said and she held out her hand for me to take.



I stood up and just looked at her; I was confused and a bit pissed off. “Please, Danae, do not be angry with me. I am not rejecting you, I do want you, just not so soon” she said and she kissed me.



I guess she was right and I sighed. She pulled me into her arms and held me tightly, like she was afraid to let me go. Finally she let me go and lead me out of her office and we went back downstairs. However for the rest of night, Isabelle acted like as if she didn’t know me and I won’t lie, I was pissed. Once we got back on the dance floor, she let go of my hand and walked off, leaving me just standing there. I knew enough not to try to make her notice me, but I wanted to jump in her face and curse her out.



To add insult to injury, I overheard to tell another woman that she wanted her and she took the woman upstairs. Needless to say, I was completely pissed off and decided to leave. Once I got home, I cried and it was then that I made up my mind to simply be friends with bisexual women and continue to look for the right man. It had been two month since that night at Vortex Shox and although I thought about Isabelle, I had no desire to see her. I simply made up my mind that it was not meant to be and besides I had met a decent guy name, Bryan.



Bryan wasn’t the most handsome guy, but he was decent looking and he was nice guy. Bryan and I were inside of a local restaurant having a great time, but I kept getting the feeling that someone was watching me. But naturally I brushed it off and continued on with my date with Bryan. I soon excused myself to the Ladies room. Inside the ladies’ room after I came out of the stall, I stood at the sink washing my hands and checking my make-up. Soon the door opened, but I didn’t look up for I was cleaning my glasses.



Once I put them back on I looked in the mirror and saw the Isabelle was standing behind me. I didn’t say anything as I put my make-up back into my purse. “I don’t even get a hello, Danae” she said, her voice was seductive and hypnotic as the night I met her.



I looked up into the mirror, “hello, Isabelle” I said. “You haven’t been back to the club, I’ve been wondering why” said Isabelle.



“I didn’t think it would look right for me to start hanging around like a lovesick puppy” I said. Suddenly I heard footsteps and then I felt her hands rubbing my arms and her breath on my neck.



“Are you angry with me, my love” she whispered in my ear and the sound of her voice made chills go down my spine.



“It is I that should be angry with you. You desire me so much and yet I see you here with a man” she said.



I could hear the slight anger in her voice and it frightened me somewhat. I took a deep breath and turned around looked into deep blue eyes, “if you were really interested in me then maybe you should have shown more interest” I said.



Isabelle raised an eyebrow as I stared her down and then she smirked, “be careful, Danae. You know not what kind of person I am” she said.



I raised an eyebrow as I stared at her, “will I see you at my club again?” she asked. I didn’t answer her; I just grabbed my purse and walked out.



For one thing is for sure, I was very aware of what kind of person she was or rather creature. She would be floored if she knew that after that night, I figured out that she was a vampire.



It was a week later and Bryan was out of town and I had arrived home and found a dozen roses lying at my door. I picked them up and saw that the bouquet contained red and pink roses. I assumed that they were from Bryan until I read the card and this is what it said:



Danae,



You should not ignore me, for I am a woman that doesn’t tolerate being ignored. Whatever you think about me, you should know that I meant what I said that night when we first met. I want you to be mine forever.



Please my beloved, come back to me.



Isabelle



I didn’t know after reading the card, but I decided to go back to Vortex Shox, but I wasn’t holding my breath. That night I arrived at Vortex Shox and I sat at the bar, I wore ruffled white button down blouse, a black velvet jacket and matching pants that were a bit tight and black spiked heeled boots. I order a drink and waited for Isabelle to show her face, but in the meantime mingled with the other club-goers.



It was 1:23 am and I still hadn’t seen Isabelle and quite honestly I wasn’t surprised. I had asked two of the bartenders to send word to Isabelle that I was there. And when that didn’t work, I asked one of the waitresses who headed upstairs to tell Isabelle that I was there, still nothing. Finally at 1:32 am, I decided to leave and go home. As I headed out to parking lot, I heard laughing and allowing my curiosity to get the better of me, I followed the laughter.



I walked to side of the building and saw three people standing out on the balcony and one of them was Isabelle. She was talking two other people, one a man and the other a woman, they were talking and laughing so loud that I could hear them.



“Silly humans, they can be so easily manipulated” said the other woman. “Yes, promise them anything and they will follow you around like love-sick puppies” said the man and they laughed.



“Yes, I have two mortals that I am stringing along; however one of them is quite a challenge. But nevertheless, she is here and she is waiting for me” said Isabelle.



“And what did you promise her Isabelle?” the woman asked.



“Simple, I promised her that she would be mine forever, which she will be until I tire of her” said Isabelle.



They all laughed, needless to say I didn’t find them amusing at all and decided to speak up, “then I guess I’m stupid then” I said and all three looked down and saw me, I simply sighed.



“Vampires are such interesting people, but clearly they no better than us humans who play such games with other humans” I said.



“How dare you speak to us in such a manner” said the man.



“Shut up, this is between me and Isabelle, but if she needs to hide behind you two and be cowardly then she’s not deserving of my attention. I don’t know where you vampires get off thinking that playing games is fun. But then again, maybe being a vampire isn’t all that great. Because I can see from the three of you that then centuries have made you jaded. I rather be human and have feelings than be empty and jaded immortal who have clearly no understanding of love or anything close to it” I said and I walked away.



I heard nothing more from them as I walked away and I smiled. For something told me that they knew that what I said was right and there was nothing that they could say to contradict that. I soon arrived home and checked my messages on my answering machine and Bryan had left me one message. Not surprising, he wanted to see other people, saying that I am too special of a person for him. I rolled my eyes and deleted the message, “oh well, back to square one” I said and I got ready for bed, but I had gained a new sense of self-confidence and that was the highlight of my night.



It had been six months and I hadn’t been back to Vortex Shox, I also moved into a nice apartment and my writing career had taken off. Despite all that, I did admit myself that I had fallen in love with Isabelle and that she had fallen in love with me. I saw the desperation and love in her eyes that night we met. If I had to guess, she probably got scared, scared of what her jaded friends might think or say. It is nighttime and I am at local club with some friends, actually some new friends name Nicole, Sabrina and Tasha.



Nicole was a lawyer, she has shoulder-length black hair, dark brown eyes and mocha-colored and a curvy body. She was also very bossy, but she meant well. Sabina is a soft-spoken young woman with short blonde with hazel eyes, a fair complexion and she was petite. Now Tasha is creative woman with long wavy black hair, green eyes, a medium complex and a curvy body. Nicole and Tasha are lesbian while Sabrina and I are bisexual. The club we were at was called “Odyssey Lounge”, which is a one-story club with plush sofas and chairs, marble and glass round tables.



It was great to be around people who shared more of my interest, especially Tasha who is comic book artist. It was 11:39 pm and I was in the ladies’ room, I was washing my hands when I heard the door open. I looked up and saw it was Isabelle and she was as beautiful as I remembered. Same long black hair, beautiful blue eyes and beautiful fair complexion. She was wearing a black halter dress pantsuit that plunging in the front.



I dried my hands as I looked at her, “hello Isabelle” I said, “hello, Danae” she said.



We stood there for a minute and then she spoke, “come back to me my love” she said.



“How can I be your love when we never even knew each other” I said.



“Don’t do this me, I think you knew, no I know that you knew from the minute that we met that it was love for the both of us” said Isabelle and then I noticed that she was crying.



I walked up to her, “I had no know idea that vampires could cry” I said, Isabelle smiled. “Oh, we can cry, we just don’t do it that often” she said and then without warning I kissed her passionately.



Isabelle held me tightly as we leaned up against the wall, “allow me to make love to you, my love” she said.

         

“Okay” I said, with that she put me up against the wall and lifted up my skirt, I was wearing black lacy thigh-hi stocking with matching panties.



She got down on her knees and pushed my panties to the side and begins licking my clit. “Ooh, Isabelle” I said as I felt her tongue circle my clit and then she sucked and bit it. As she continued to do this I ran my fingernails through her hair and I finally climaxed.



Isabelle stood up and passionately kissed me, “please come back to me, Danae. I am truly sorry for what I did” she said. 



I just looked at her, “please, Danae, I love you” she said with tears falling from her eyes.



I kissed her passionately, “I love you, Isabelle, I always have” I said.



“Then you will come back to me?” she asked. I smiled and passionately kissed her again, “yes, I will” I said and when Isabelle smiled, those beautiful blue eyes lit up with joy. She grabbed my hand and kissed it and then pulled me into her arms and held me.



Later that night after saying bye to my friends, I went back to Isabelle’s place which to my surprise was beautiful one-story house. She took me back to bedroom and we removed our clothes and got on the bed. I licked down Isabelle’s body and came to her pussy and licked her clit.



“Oh, yes my love” she said as she ran her fingernails through my hair. I soon circled around her clit with my tongue and begin to suck it.



Isabelle clutched my hair tightly as I begin to suck her clit hard and bit it. “Oh yes!” she said as she begin to hit her climax.



“Yes, my love, make me come” she said, I sucked and bit harder and drew a little of her blood which I licked.



“Yes, my love, oh yes!” she screamed as she hit her climax, then she collapsed onto the bed. I got on top of her and passionately kissed her and looked at her,



“I don’t care about immortality, Isabelle. All I want is you” I said.



She smiled, “then it’s me that you shall have” she said and we kissed passionately.



It was then that me and Isabelle became a couple and I will admit that I love her with all of my heart. Although I can only see her a night, it is more than enough for me. For she is my love, my dark angel and I love will love her for as long as I live.