0 comments/ 11266 views/ 0 favorites Only A Dream By: brown eyed girl The morning sunrise cast an almost mystical glow into her bedroom; the warm rays gently nudging her from her deep sleep. As she stretches, her bare skin gliding across the sheets, her thoughts turn to him. She smiles to herself, still in that quasi-sleep state. A subtle sigh escapes her lips as she replays the details of last night's conversation in her mind. His voice was enchanting. She found herself closing her eyes and pressing the phone snugly to her ear as he spoke. His words pierced her soul and moved her heart. His tone was melodious, making her head swim and her body ache. Each syllable like the trace of a fingertip onto her soft skin. This was more than phonesex, and she knew it. It was two spirits connecting, two worlds colliding. He had never looked into her eyes, but somehow he saw the very depth of her. She longed for him, all of him. "Let me please you," he whispered. Her body shuddered in response. She felt her breasts straining at her bed sheets, as her pink nipples grew firm and taut. She breathed in deeply, the smell of her own sex filling her nostrils. " I want you," she whispered in response, a gentle moan escaping her lips. Her mind drifted in sweet surrender to him, and all at once it was as if he were there with her. "I need to look at you," he whispered while kneeling down beside the bed. The passion in his eyes made her tremble slightly as he studied her face. "God, you're beautiful," his finger tracing the line of her brow. He cupped her cheek gently with his hand as he brought his lips close to hers. It wasn't until their lips touched that he ceased from gazing upon her. The taste of him for the first time made her moan softly in his mouth. He lifted his lips from hers, and began to study her again. Their gazes locked as he removed the sheets gently from her breasts, pulling them down to her waist. She saw the indecision in his eyes as to where his gaze should fall, her hazel eyes or her firm breasts. She smiled to herself as he surrendered to the view of her supple, C-cups. Her breathing quickened as she felt his warm breath on her erect nipple. Her hips began to squirm as he licked and sucked at her gently. Groans escaped her as his fingertips found the opposite nipple, pulling and tugging softly. All at once, he rose to his feet, gently pulling the covers away from her, exposing her naked body. He stood at the foot of the bed, his eyes feasting on her. The silence was deafening, as the union of their desires filled the room. He slid quietly out of his faded blue jeans, his eyes never leaving her. His cock seemed to spring forward in relief from its confines, already hard for her. Placing one hand on either side of her, he crawled slowly up her length. Her hips pressed up against him involuntarily as she felt his cock sliding up her already moistened thighs. Bringing his lips to hers, he whispered, "I'm going to ravish you." He lowered his weight onto her as his tongue plunged into her mouth. His kiss was deep and exploring, as if he were trying to reach her very soul. Her hands cupped his face as slid his tongue down her neck. "Ohhhh god," she moaned. He moved slowly down her body, leaving a trail of soft wet kisses along the way. Propping herself up on her elbows, she watched as he nuzzled his nose against her smooth thigh. He looked up at her, smiling gently. Her breasts heaved as she panted with desire. Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he took a long deep breath. His eyes fixed on hers, and he whispered, "You smell so sweet Michelle."` He lowered his face to her, breathing hot breath on her moist cunt. As she lifted her sex to him, he plunged his tongue deep into her juices. Her back arched hard and suddenly as she moaned his name, "ohhhhhh Steven." His nose pressed firmly against her erect clit, as he buried his face deep into her swollen mound. He kissed and sucked at her cunt as if it were her lovely mouth. The vibrations from his groans caused her to begin to buck her hips against him. She surrendered to her lust as she moaned, "Let me fuck your face baby." He moaned back at her as she began to hump harder against his juice covered face. Reaching down, she steadied his head with both hands, and began to buck wildly. All at once, he slid a finger into her tight hole. "OOOOHHHHH Fuuucckk," she screamed. He began to slide his finger in and out, to the same rhythm of her hips. Groans escaped her with every thrust. Just as her passion began to peek, he slowed down, kissing her clit softly, removing his finger from her. Her pussy twitched with the impending orgasm as she watched him lick her juices from his finger. She reached for him abruptly, pulling his finger to her own mouth. The taste of her own juices made her moan. His cock strained against her thigh as he lowered his body onto the length of hers. Placing a hand on either side of her, he lifted his torso. He looked down at her lovingly as she opened her legs wide to draw him into her. With fiery passion in his eyes, he pressed his head against her willing hole. Her eyebrows knit together with the perfect harmony of pain and pleasure as he slid slowly into her. They groaned loudly in unison as their chests heaved against each other. He lowered himself onto her, his bulging cock slowly penetrating every inch of her warm cunt. His hands brushed the hair from her face as his cock lingered for a moment. He forced his pelvis down harder as he thrust his tongue into her mouth. He seemed to suck the air from her as he kissed her, his cock pressed firmly against her back wall. She moaned desperately into his mouth. With slow rhythm, he began to glide in and out of her. The sound of sex filled the room as he entered her over and over again with slow purposeful strokes. She felt his tensing balls slap against her firm ass as he began to speed up. Each thrust evicted from her a lustful grunt. He groaned back at her as he thrusted harder and faster. She felt her breasts begin to bounce against him with each stroke, her nipples piercing into his chest. "Ohhhhh yeahh, fuck me baby," she panted. All at once her voice changed from desperate and passionate to deep and guttural as she felt her climax near. His thrusts quickened, his balls smacking hard against her. "Ohhhh god, Steven…. oh my god," she grunted. She felt his cock bulging inside of her, near orgasm. "Yeeesss Michelle, ohhhh god baby." She grasped his face with both hands, forcing him to look at her. "Look at me," she grunted as he thrust her up and down. "Look into my eyes while you cum baby." With those words, their bodies exploded together. "OOOHHHHHH FUUUUUCCCCKKKKK." "OHHHHH MIICCCHHHHEEEELLLLEEEEE." Their gazes locked fiercely as orgasm spilled over like a flood and she felt their souls unite. He pumped hot loads of thick cum deep into her as her cunt twitched around him. He collapsed on top of her in orgasmic bliss. They lay there as one, quivering together, panting. She uttered soft whimpers as she whispered, "ohhh baby, that was so good," over and over again. He kissed her lovingly as he lay there on top of her, still penetrating her. They savored the moment together. There was no one else but them, no other time but right now. He rolled over to lay beside her, wrapping his arms around her. She closed her eyes and lay there in complete contentment. The sound of birds chirping was all she heard next. Her eyes still closed, she smiled to herself as she reached out to touch him. To her dismay, her fingers were only met with the sensation of cold sheets. Her eyes blinked open. She looked around her bedroom, as if expecting to see him sitting at the desk or dressing in the corner. Finding no one, she laid back down again. "Was it only a dream?" she whispered out loud. As she closed her eyes, his image returned to her. She smiled to herself as she drifted off into blissful slumber, where she could be with him once more. Only a Dream The mindless chatter in his head continued on as he sat in his comfy recliner. Headbanger's ball was on the television, but he was recording it on his TiVo, so it really didn't matter if he paid attention to it or not. Of course, solitaire was being played on his laptop. Once again, he was high, legally, of course. Sometime ago, he found an alternative to his favorite plant. But what he was really craving was company. As the thought crossed his mind, a knock came at his bedroom window. He was so confused. 'Since when does anyone knock at my window' he thought to himself. He got up and put his laptop on the table. Slowly moving toward where the tapping was coming from, he lifted the curtain covering the window. There, bent over to see inside, was one of his best chick friends. He opened the window, "Hey, what're you doin?" he asked the gorgeous female standing outside. "Not much. You wanna hang out?" she asked with a sly but adorable smile. As if she was up to something sneaky. "Yeah that'd be cool. Let me just get dressed and I'll be ready to roll," he said as he started to walk away. "No, I mean, would it be cool if we just hung out here? I really don't wanna be driving around right now," she said as she rubbed her slender neck. "Sure, come around back and I'll let you in," he said as he pointed in the general direction of the door. He walked out of his room and headed for the basement door. He clicked on the outside light and saw a vision of beauty. She was wearing a short skirt that showed off her sexy legs, a black wife beater that almost seemed to tight, and a baseball cap holding back her hair so you could see her angelic face. Almost immediately my eyes were drawn to her breasts. They had been augmented recently, and luckily she didn't go too large. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra, because it was a little chilly out and her nipples were very erect. None of that mattered, he was just glad his wish had been granted. As she walked in through the door, she ran a finger under his chin, "So which way is your room?" speechless he pointed to his room. She turned in that direction and walked away, swiveling her hips ever so slightly as she walked. He stood there stunned, but only for a moment. He couldn't help but follow. As he walked in through the door, there she sat on his bed. Her legs were crossed, and her hands were propping her up. Her head was tilted to the side just a bit. "So you're in my room. That's a first," he said while slowly looking her up and down. "Yeah, you don't mind that I'm on your bed, do you?" she asked him coyly. She patted the seat to her left, and motioned for him to sit down. Hesitant for only a moment, he walked toward her. "It's cool, because you're the sexiest lady to ever sit on my bed," he said, unconvincingly trying to be smooth. He sat and shook his head, realizing how dumb he just sounded. "Well, that was a line if I ever heard one," she said as she rubbed his leg, letting her fingers linger on his thigh. "So what you been up to? It's been awhile," he said looking into those beautiful eyes. "Not much," she said as she leaned back on her hands. As she did, her breasts seem to become more emphasized. She put her chin down to her chest, and looked at him almost lustfully. "Uhh...so what you got in mind?" he says as he gives her another quick up and down. "I saw that perv" she said giving him a playful slap on the arm. She then put her leg over his, spreading her legs at the knees. That's when he noticed that she wasn't wearing any underwear at all. "I don't know, what sounds fun to you?" saying slyly, wiggling her leg a little. She moved closer, laying her head on his shoulder. "Well...I got an xbox 360. We could play a game," he said nervously, "I've got some movies too." "How about you put on some music? None of that hard stuff, though. I can't handle it," she said as she sat back up and moved her leg, "Maybe some R&B. If you even listen to that kind of stuff." "Actually I do, I have a playlist," he said right before he realized what he was saying. 'Oh look at me; I have a playlist full of random sexy songs on my computer.' He felt like such a tool. "I mean yeah, I got some." He got up and walked to where his computer was sitting and started the playlist. Oddly enough, the first song to play was 'Lap dance' by n.e.r.d., one of his favorite songs. He turned back toward the vixen seated on his bed and noticed her bobbing to the music. "So is that what you're wanting, a lap dance," she stood up slowly and moved toward him, swaying slightly as she walked. "That does sound pretty fun. Although, I don't believe I could give a very good one," he said as he stood staring, thinking, 'Is karma finally catching up with me?' "I don't doubt that," she giggles as she gets right up to him. She gets so close to him, that he could feel her body heat. She puts her hands on his chest and pushes him into the chair. "But I was thinking I would give you a lapdance. I'm in the mood to give one and you're a willing participant, right?" she says as she bends over in front of him to restart the song. He couldn't help but take another sneak peak under her skirt. She turns around and starts moving to the beat of the music. She moves in closer and whispers into his ear, "As long as you're a good boy, you can touch me wherever you want." She straddles him and begins to grind with the rhythm. She gets closer to him, so close that he could feel her warm breath on his face. She puts her arms around his neck and drapes her hair over his face. It smelled better than he ever could've imagined. "Wow," he says as he puts his hands on her hips, "I never thought this would happen." She smiled at him as she slowly began pulling up her shirt, teasing him. She hesitated and slid it back down. "No wait," she said as she grabbed his wrists and moved them up her sides, "You do it." She grinned at him and continued to grind. He had never felt skin so smooth. He stopped at the underside of her breasts. He slowly unveiled her supple chest. He let the shirt rest atop those lovely mounds of flesh, and felt them with both hands. He moved in to kiss them but she pushed his head back, "Not so fast. I'm not done with the dance yet." She raised her arms and he promptly finished removing her shirt. He dropped it to the floor beside his chair. "So far, best lap dance I've ever had," he states as she stands up and turns around. She sat back down on his lap, and began grinding all over again. She leaned back against his chest and put her lips to his ear, "You can kiss my neck if you want to." He kissed her neck up and down gently. He moved his hand up her belly to her breasts and began squeezing one softly. He let the other linger on her stomach. He could feel the chill bumps on her skin. She took that hand and slid it down the front of her skirt. He felt how moist she was, without even touching her yet. He slowly ran his fingers over the outside of her vagina, and she moaned softly. "If only you knew how long I've waited for this moment," he said, not even caring if it sounded pathetic or not. "Me too," she said as she grasped his other hand that cupped her supple breast, "What have you been waiting for?" She turned her head to face him and kissed his lips gently. He started rubbing her clitoris with his middle finger, slowly at first. He could feel her becoming wetter as he went. Her back arched a little as he slipped his finger into her pussy. He fingered her for a few moments before she couldn't handle it anymore. "I think it's your turn now," she said as she stood up and leaned in to kiss him again. This time he leaned into it and kissed her back passionately. She moved her hands down to his pants and began to undo the belt buckle. Pulling it from the loops she tossed it aside. "I see you don't need any help with that," he said with a smile. She shook her head as she undid the button and then pulled down the zipper. As soon as she did his full erection popped out. She grasped it one hand and smiled. "Very nice," she said as she began to stroke the length of his shaft. "Thanks," he said as a shiver ran up his spine. She ran her other hand up his shirt as she looked him in the eyes. He took this as a queue and pulled his shirt off. He wasn't as physically fit as he would've hoped to be when this happened, but that didn't seem to matter. She continued to stroke his hard cock slowly. She kissed down his chest and tugged on his nipple ring with her teeth. "That is the whole reason I got those done," he said realizing that nothing he could possibly say would ruin this moment. "Good, cause I've always wanted to do that," she said with a big smile on her face. "So are you ready?" she said as she kneeled in front of him. He nodded, carefully trying not to be over enthusiastic. She delayed it no longer and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. A chill ran up his spine. She began moving up and down his shaft, taking in as much as she could handle. He ran his fingers through her hair as her head bobbed, just a little faster than she started. "Whoa, hold on. You are really good at that, and I don't wanna come too soon," he said looking her right in the eyes. She nodded and said, "We can take a break if you want." "Oh I didn't mean that," he stood up at that point taking her by the hand and helping her up. He let his pants fall around his ankles. He stepped out of them and picked her up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, and began kissing him again. He kissed her back as he squeezed her firm ass, and carried her to the bed. He laid her down on the bed, and removed her legs from his waist. He continued to kiss her as she lay there, moving his hand down between her legs. "It's time for me to do something for you," he stuck two fingers into her vagina as he finished his statement. She moaned a little louder. "Sounds good to me," she smiled sheepishly, goose bumps formed all over her. He began at her neck, kissing down it to her chest. He kissed the top of her breast, holding it with his left hand as he did. Her nipple became erect as he ran his tongue around her areola. He sucked on her nipple for a brief moment as he continued kissing down her sinuous body. He could feel her take a deep breath as he spread her legs apart. He teased her a bit by kissing her lower stomach and rubbing the outside of her pussy with his index finger. "Hurry," she moaned in anticipation. A large smile crossed his face, "No problem." He began licking and sucking on her clit, she grasped the bed sheet and pulled on it a bit. He fingered her as he did; moans of ecstasy escaped her lips. He allowed his tongue to enter her pussy slowly and began moving it in and out. Then he began to rotate it around inside of her as she grabbed a pillow to muffle her loudest moan yet. She threw it to the side and sat up, "You better fuck me right now, or I'm gonna explode." "Yes ma'am," he stated as he stood up and pulled her to him. She fell back off her elbows onto the bed. The bed was high enough off the ground that he didn't have to kneel. He rubbed the head of his cock on her clit, eliciting yet another soft moan. "Please stop teasing me already," it almost seemed as if she couldn't handle it anymore. He gently and slowly began to push his cock inside of her. She grabbed and tugged on the sheets even harder. He held her by the hips as he began thrusting rhythmically into the raven haired beauty. Slow at first, then building up a little speed. The only words to leave her mouth at this point were, "Oh my god, harder!" At that queue he thrusted deeper inside her and sped up his motion. After what only felt like heartbeats, "Hold on a minute." He stopped, bending in to kiss her, but she put a finger to his lips. "That can wait. Now get up here and lay down," she commanded him semi-forcefully, and with a grin. He solemnly complied. "So it's my turn again, huh?" he asked, already knowing the answer. She straddled him and sat down on his thighs. She began stroking his still very erect penis. "Wow, so I guess it's only fair you get to tease too," he said as she grinned playfully at him. Rising slowly up over him she let the length of his shaft rub the outside of her pussy. "You ready?" and without even giving him a chance to answer she lowered down on to the head of his cock. Taking all of him in she sighed, as if she finally got what she'd been craving. Riding him slowly, building up a rhythm, she leans over and kisses him. He kissed back as he grabbed her ass, aiding in her motion. As they continued to kiss, and she built up a little speed, he ran his fingers up her sides. He felt the chill bumps rise on her skin. He held her at the waist again and began thrusting up into her. She sat back up and leaned back, "Holy shit! Keep goin, keep goin! Oh my god!" He continued for minutes more while rubbing her clit with his thumb. He stopped and sat up, so both could rest for a minute. "Now it's time for my favorite. Get up and get on your knees," he said, a bit more forcefully than he had meant to. She seemed to enjoy it, because she quickly complied. He rubbed the head of his dick on her clit and she quivered. He shoved it inside of her and began thrusting hard. She screamed into the pillow. He moved faster and faster, her breasts jiggled in rhythm with his thrusts. This went on for longer than any of the other positions they tried. Leaning back into him she pulled his head to her and whispered, "Why have I waited for so long to do this with you?" He whispered back, "Let me know when you figure it out." He kissed her at that, and began thrusting into her again. He kept her from bending back by holding one of her breasts and rubbing her clit with his middle and ring finger. She moaned loudly and grabbed his hair from behind. She was wetter than ever and it felt so good. "I'm about to cum!" she moaned in ecstasy. "I am too," he said as he began speeding up. She moaned even louder. "Cum with me, and don't pull out! I want to feel it inside me!" she said as she locked arms with him and leaned forward. He thrusted harder and she screamed with elation, "Now!" she orgasmed as he came inside of her. They both fell to the bed with heavy breaths. "That was amazing," she sighed as she kissed him again. "I know, I was there," he said, eliciting a chuckle from them both. Then a loud buzzing noise came out of nowhere. "What is that?" he asked as everything around him began to fade away. Last of which was lovely creature lying next to him. He awoke abruptly, sitting up and smacking his alarm clock. He shook his head, trying to clear the morning fog. 'Best dream ever,' he thought to himself, 'To bad it'll never happen in real life.' He climbed out of bed and began getting ready for the day. He definitely needed a shower. Only a Dream *DISCLAIMER: All characters in this story are above 18 years of age.* * She woke up covered in sweat and utterly unsatisfied, as was becoming the norm in recent weeks. Her recurring dream was making her increasingly frustrated, this was the seventh day in a row that she had it. All she dreamt about was a dark mysterious figure having it's way with her. She attempted to remedy the situation by masturbating several times per day, she thought it would drain her of her sex drive completely. She thought wrong. It was as if the dreams were haunting her, trying to tell her something, not allowing her to rest until she acted on it. It was always this dark, unclear figure. Yet, she always felt close to it, as if she knew it all her life. She couldn't decipher the meaning of it. "Why can't I see him?" she pondered, perplexed. Her last sexual encounter was a good three months ago, before she broke up with her boyfriend. "Could it be him that she was dreaming about?" she wondered. "No, he never fucked me like that." she quickly denied the option. She spent a number of minutes pondering of this mysterious figure's identity. She was positive that she knew him somehow, he evoked familiar feelings in her dreams. She soon gave up pursuing these thoughts and stepped out of her soaked panties and under the shower. The tepid water ran down her body while she sighed in relaxation. Her palms slid from her chest to her thighs, caressing her body, and returned with soft drags of her fingers to her chest again. There she would pause and circle around her, now, firm nipples, granting herself an occasional rub over them. She loved to tease herself in the shower. His figure was quickly in her mind again and her hands were being guided as if under his control. She turned around and let the water hit the back of her neck and run down her back and legs. Her hands were now cupping her firm breasts, her fingers playfully flicking and rubbing her nipples. She arched her back, stepping apart slightly, raising her butt and getting a thrill from entertaining the thought that he's sliding his meat into her from behind. She moaned and dropped a palm to her mohawk strip of brown curls and stroked it slowly, not yet daring to venture lower. She was soon drenched in more than just water as ropy streaks slowly descended and fell from her opening into the swirling water below. Her fingers eagerly massaged her full outer vaginal lips which encased her inner labia and clit like protective armor. She hardly turned around, and clumsily leaned her back onto the shower cabin's wall so the water fell on her aroused breasts. With her eyes closed, she employed her fingers to prod at her slippery opening and slowly slipped one inside. She moaned in ecstasy. It wasn't her finger sliding into her, it was his stiff meat - she was sure of it. She added another to the action. She could now see him in her mind, vigorously pumping into her, taking her for himself once more, but this time she wouldn't let him stop, not before she was satisfied. He lowered his lips to meet hers and she felt a warm, wet touch on them. She opened her mouth hungering for his taste, imagining and feeling the deep kiss and tongue-fucking he was giving her. His dick seemed to have swelled and grow in size during. He withdrew his tongue from her mouth and began to lengthen his strokes and their intensity. She moaned wildly and flailed her head left and right in pleasure. Her orgasm was near, a dozen more of his powerful strokes and she would be completely overwhelmed. She turned her focus to his face and stared at the dark shape while being pounded senselessly towards an explosive climax. While she stared lovingly up, his face began to reveal itself to her, at each beat of their bodies coming together she could see more of his facial features. She was suddenly bewildered as she probably never was before or again after that. She knew his face all too well, she now realized. He stopped thrusting into her, her hands fell to her sides and she leaned on her back, staring into a point on the wall, dazed, thoughts rushing through her mind, as if a dam holding them back just fell. She realized who she craved all this time and was well-satisfied with exchanging her orgasm for his face. A smile crept on her face while she stared before herself, as if spellbound. She soon stepped under the running water again, rinsed herself off, stepped out the shower cabin and in front of the mirror, looked at her naked, hot body, pouted her lips at the mirror and grinned. She fashioned her wet hair into a bun, hastily used a towel to wipe most of her body dry, and slipped into her short nightgown. It was black, lined with a scarlet red on the bottom, which barely covered her ass. She put on a pair of fuzzy slippers and tiptoed down the stairs with a grin and a hypnotic expression. She stepped out her front door, in only her nightgown, and headed round the house. The summer breeze played with her skin and the nightgown got a will of it's own, rising and dancing with the wind. It didn't bother her, she was too excited. Soon she came to the entrance at the back of the house. She found its key in it's usual spot (she always knew where it was, but never put that knowledge to use) and crouched before the key-lock to assure as silent an insert as possible. Her upper inner thighs were still drenched in her own liquid and the thought made her even more aroused. She ever so slowly turned the key and made extra effort to prevent the unlocking mechanism to make a clicking noise. She was now inside, passing the living room, from where the TV sounds and audible snores of an middle-aged man gave her a cover for any noises she made creeping up the creaky stairs. She stopped in front of a door, took a deep slow breath and banished all thoughts that resembled "This is wrong.". Hoping that he's sound asleep, briefly running her fingers across her still-soaking and meat-craving vagina, she dropped to her knees, slowly cracking open the door, and peeked in. All was calm inside. She cat-walked to the bed across the room, the moonlight pouring through the window, defining her ass as she swayed it earnestly toward the bed. She paused at it, listened to the calm breathing of the sleeping figure and took a moment to observe it, from top to bottom. Then she inhaled slowly, and exhaled, releasing the nervous tension along with it, trying not to burst from expectation. She maneuvered herself to where the footboard of the bed usually is, but on this bed, there was none. She slipped her head under the sheets and wiggled in between his legs, gently pushing one further to the side to make room. She advanced slowly, her half-covered ass sticking out of the sheets. Soon, a pleasant surprise was before her eyes. A half-hard bulge was resting on his left thigh, stretching out a pair of shorts. "Is he awake?" she thought, holding her breath to listen to his breathing. As though to reply, he released a sigh, mumbled something briefly and continued a deep, calm breathing pattern. That assured her that he was indeed sleeping soundly, and apparently, having quite a pleasant dream. She lightly pressed her nose against his bulge, closed her eyes, and took a slow, thorough sampling of his scent. She trembled lightly and smiled, as though intoxicated by it. She then cautiously brought her hand close and ran her fingers from the tip of the bulge to it's base, circling the fly on the shorts. Slowly, her fingers reached into the opening, grasped at the hardening mass inside, and gently guided it out of the opening. All the while, she was in awe and her expression resembled one a small child has when opening a gift to find what they wished for inside. She certainly didn't expect such cooperation, but happily accepted it. She took her time, ogling it, sending gentle, warm waves of her breath towards it arouse it further. The slumbering giant responded to her teasing and rose pulsating heavily, as if to seek the warm embrace of her mouth. He was uncut. "Mmm..." she silently moaned. Seeing it in such high spirits spurred her enthusiasm additionally and she shifted up higher, placing her arms on either side of his hips, resting her breasts against his legs, putting her in prime position to get a plentiful taste of his heat-radiating rod. She played with the underside of its head, softly rubbing it with her pouting, full and damp lips, giving it an aimed flicking lick every now and then. His growing excitement was made known to her by his moans of pleasure. She was loving every moment of it and her mound was again moistening steadily. She teased herself as well, not giving into the immensely alluring desire to start full-on riding him like a crazed succubus, nor touching herself. All she allowed herself to do is use her mouth and slowly grind her crotch against the mattress, keeping her hands at his sides. Her nipples yearned for contact with his skin, erecting through her nightgown. Her mouth opened gleefully and slowly welcomed the tip of his aching dick, then embracing the rest of it, her lips meeting its base and firmly shaping themselves around his shaft on the way up. She was making long, slow movements, his size not bothering her at all. She dutifully practiced and visualized pleasing a man, especially this one, but never dared thinking of it as anything above a fantasy. And when she saw his face in the shower moments ago, she knew what she had to do. Take her chance. And she was taking it right now, acting against all her social programming. She was blowing her cousin in his sleep. Her soaking mound tingled while she slowly, lovingly sucked, now, at the tip, curling her tongue, entwining it between the foreskin and the head. The mere thought of what she was just doing to him often raised her heartbeat. His moans of pleasure were getting louder, but somehow he was still dreaming. She continued to flavor his meat and now caressed it with her tongue, licking it all along its shaft, played with his foreskin, sucked on it and jabbed at it with her eager tongue, adding an occasional deep lunge and fully embracing him in her mouth. She was giving him a full-on blowjob, the thought of waking him not even crossing her mind, she was enjoying herself too much. He seemed be getting into it and slowly began raising his hips in pleasure, encouraging her to wrap around him completely. She didn't resist it and enthusiastically matched his humping and increasing intensity. Soon after he moaned and spurted several times in her mouth. She was surprised by the sudden eruption but acted instinctively and swallowed it all then sucked him dry. His moan turned to a blissful sigh. "You're still asleep? I can't believe you." she thought to herself, confused. She was a bit disappointed that he came, he most probably wouldn't be able to go again any time soon. She deeply wanted him inside her. Prepared to wait for him to replenish his energies and then try and arouse him again, she started to slip back and out from under the sheets, but noticed, to her delight, that his cock was still standing hard at attention, ready as ever. Her eyes glistened with joy. She quickly pulled the sheets off of him and stood above him, then slowly lowered herself onto her knees, encasing his hips with her legs. She lowered her body further and let her lubricated vaginal lips make gentle contact with his cock, kissing it affectionately. In this position, she moved her hips forward, back, side to side, to give him a taste of what's to come, allowing it to prod into her with the very tip. She took off her nightgown and threw it on the floor beside the bed. Slowly, savoring every millimeter, she eased onto him, smoothly enveloping his cock in one joyful stroke. She paused for a few seconds and trembled as her vaginal lips wrapped around and pressed onto his cock's base, where they left their moist mark when she raised her ass up, and moaned helplessly in pleasure. She was feeling him inside her, finally. Her hands carelessly wandered to his moonlit chest, giving her proper support to freely ride his excited cock. She closed her eyes and rode him with zeal, completely immersed in feeling him stir inside her. The thought of waking him seemed unimportant and far away, her pleasure building was now all she cared about. She thrust her hips rhythmically at him, swaying them with increasing strength in an elliptical way, bringing her hips forward on down strokes and backward on up strokes. In a trance, completely unaware of the creak the bed was making, her climax neared readily. She deepened her breath and moaned out each time her body clapped with his. Her final moan awoke his dad downstairs. He looked around in confusion, finally blaming the TV and muting it, falling asleep again in an instant. Meanwhile, she was cumming on her cousin's dick, quivering uncontrollably. She kept put, keeping her eyes closed and his cock inside her, slowly and deeply breathing, regaining her breath. She could scarcely believe the release of tension she just felt. Then suddenly, she stopped mid-breath and her palm shot to her mouth in reflex, when she realized how loudly she had moaned. Listening intensively, not daring to open her eyes, she thought: "He absolutely couldn't have slept through all that!" There was no noise coming from him at all. She questioned herself "If he's awake, why doesn't he..." and was interrupted mid-thought by a sensation on her left breast. It was a hand, cupping it, and rubbing her nipple, then another soon after it, layed to rest on her right hip. She opened her eyes in expectation, and saw his wide-awake face, staring into her eyes with a soft smile. When he uttered her name in a soft voice, she found herself unable keep the words "I love you!" from bursting out of her. She shocked herself and couldn't believe she just shot it out like that. He was stayed silent and tortured her in uncertainty. She quickly realized she should try to explain, even if she had no explanation other than the fact that she wanted to fuck him more than anything. "Umm.." she started, but he interrupted her, using the hand that was on her breast to push her on her back and with his left, he pulled her hips onto him, to keep their bodies in contact as he rolled onto her. A sighed moan escaped her mouth when he reinserted the whole of his length as he positioned himself on top of her. He grabbed her legs at he underside of her knees, raised them up and apart, and locked them in place with his hands. Her flexibility amazed him. He pulled out of her, but quickly dived into her again, balancing himself on his hands. His cock drove into her in long, slow strokes, melting into her welcoming embrace. Her hands were extended above her head, she breathed and gasped in sync with his movements and stared into his eyes as well as she could, battling her eyes trying to roll up. He released her legs and leaned on his forearms, turned his palms up and grabbed onto her shoulders, she raised her knees, put her feet on the bed and spread her legs as wide as she could. Her hands caressed his abdomen and stroked his hair. He ran his tongue around and over her nipples, massaged her neck with it, until he finally reached her lips and settled there. That's when she used the hand in his hair to pull in and invite him in for a deeply passionate kiss, as he continued thrusting in rhythm throughout. He withdrew and separated his tongue from hers, to allow them both to breathe, and focused his attention on her right ear lobe, sucked on it and massaged it with his tongue. That drove her crazy and she dug her left hand into his lower back, pulling him deeper on each stroke. She quickly lubricated the middle finger on her right hand and then grabbed his ass cheek, pulling herself higher to reach his neck with her tongue and his asshole with her finger. She applied light pressure to his anus with her wet finger, massaging it gently. It was as if she was guiding him into her, with a kind of "come here" upside-down motion of her finger. It sent him over the edge, his tongue found hers, entwining with it, while his humping intensified. He came inside her, shooting several consequent streaks of his liquid deep into her, and she helped drain him of it by massaging his anus and perineum vigorously as he moaned and breathed, mindblown. He was in ecstasy for quite a while and she just couldn't believe what a fucking he just gave her, her own cousin! She passionately kissed his neck while he recovered his breath and slowly locked his eyes on her. They both smiled at each other and kissed deeply once again. She pushed him to the side and rolled on top of him, smiling at him still. "Well, it seems you CAN'T sleep through anything." she teased him. "You little ravisher." he called her laughingly. She showed her teeth, growled and scratched his chest. "I have to go, Eric." she said as she slid off of him. "See you soon?" he asked her. "If you'll be a good boy." she said walking to the door and winked at him, over her shoulder. "How did you get in, by the way?" he wondered. She closed the door behind her before she could answer his question, sneaked back downstairs, out the door, half-way around the house, then back inside and straight into bed. Thinking of this night and, as its result, of things to come, a blissful smile crept on her face and accompanied her into a deep sleep. * *Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed it. Comments, criticism are greatly appreciated* Only a Dream... I woke up in a fog, my head and eyelids feeling like they weighed a ton, as if I'd been drugged. It took me a minute to register where I was. I wasn't in my room at home, but in the guest room at Jessica's house, my best friend. We'd been hanging out that night; I must have gotten drunk and crashed at their place instead of driving home. Once I registered where I was, still fighting the heavy feeling in my head, I tried to figure out what woke me up. It was a tight, almost painful feeling in my pussy. How I'd missed it before, I don't know, I can only assume I was drugged, but above me – on top of me actually – was a man. A couple more blinks and I realized I knew the man. It was James, my best friend's husband, and he wasn't wearing a shirt. Then it just clicked. He wasn't just shirtless; he wasn't wearing anything! And he was the tight feeling in my pussy. "This is a dream," I thought to myself. "I can't believe I'm having a sex dream about James!" James is a great guy; he's smart, funny and obviously a caring guy who loves his family. But physically – well, he isn't my type. He's short, hairy and a...big guy. A complete teddy bear that I love as a brother, but not someone I'd ever have expected to dream about fucking, even if he wasn't Jessica's husband. But it was a just a dream, right? It felt so real, I couldn't be sure. There was no doubt now, real or imagined, what I felt in my cunt was him. That was the pain I felt, like a fat dick was stretching me. Dreaming or not, I decided to fight him off. I couldn't scream, as my mouth seemed to be as heavy as my eyelids and head. But I pushed against his chest with every ounce of strength that I had. I kicked at him, trying anything I could think of to get him off of me. Suddenly he stopped thrusting, his cock still in my pussy, and just stared at me. He looked me deep in the eye, my hands still on his chest where I'd been pushing him away. And I saw something in his eyes. I couldn't explain it if my life depended on it, but all of a sudden I knew I didn't want him to stop fucking me. I lifted my legs, placing my feet on the back of his thighs and started to raise my hips, thrusting toward him. He grinned at me, lowered his mouth to my ear and whispered, "Slut!" Then he began to move again, tortuously slow. I tried to repress a moan as I felt him move deeper into my pussy. He was so thick, I couldn't believe it. I hadn't felt that filled since my first time. He reached down and rolled up my t-shirt, exposing my breasts and shoving the rolled t-shirt into my mouth as a gag. He sucked my left nipple into his mouth and bit down hard. It was a good thing he'd gagged me; I'd have woke the whole house if he hadn't. His thrusts became faster and harder. It seemed forever before, finally, I felt his hips pressed fully against mine. He was in as deep as possible. It wasn't the longest dick I'd ever had, but it was definitely the thickest. I wouldn't have been surprised to see blood on his cock he'd stretched me so much with his fat dick. Again, I appreciated the gag in my mouth. He held himself there, as deep in my pussy as he could go, and ground himself against me, sending electric shocks through my clit. He took my other breast into his mouth, biting that nipple as well as he mauled my other tit with his hand. I don't think I'd ever been in so much pain and yet so turned on before. I began thrusting my hips against him again as he resumed thrusting into me as hard as he could. I was so close to cumming when he again leaned to my ear and whispered, "You don't cum unless I say you can, slut." It took me every ounce of strength I had to hold back my release. "That's a good little slut!" he moaned. In a matter of thrusts, I felt him bury himself as deep as he could in my cunt again and hold himself there. He twisted my nipple and said, "Don't you cum, slut." Then, with a grunt and an agonized expression, I felt him shoot his seed deep in me. He slumped his full weight on me, breathing heavily, before he finally slid his dick from my pussy. He fixed my t-shirt and stood next to the bed. "Clean me, whore." he said as he guided his cock to my now free mouth. I eagerly licked at his dick, licking every fat inch of it, before swallowing as much of his dick as I could. Once he was cleaned to his satisfaction, he headed for the door. Before exiting, he turned back to me. "I still didn't say you could cum. Keep your hands off your cunt." Then he walked out, closing the door behind him. I was definitely dreaming or drugged, otherwise I never would have fallen back to sleep so easily. Especially without relieving myself first. I woke the next morning and stretched lazily before I recalled the events of the night before. My pussy was a little sore, but I checked the sheets and my panties; everything seemed clean. "That was one hell of a dream. Not sure how I'm going to look James in the eye today," I thought with a giggle. "I guess it's just been so long since I've gotten any, I played with myself too rough." I staggered to the bathroom and undressed to jump in the shower. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror before I stepped in and was shocked by what I saw. I saw a note written in marker on my stomach. "You're mine now, slut."