0 comments/ 2411 views/ 1 favorites Summer Dream By: OddityGreyEyes Out of practice with writing, so please give feedback so I can improve... ***** We had met on various social events, though hadn't really spoken to each other before. All I knew of him was that he was called Jon, and he had recently turned twenty-three. When I met him at a tea house social event, we were made to sit next to each other. I was currently in a relationship at the time, so I felt a little uncomfortable next to a guy I hardly knew whilst my boyfriend at the time mingled with the others leaving me on my own. The man next to me, Jon, had dark brown eyes, a scruffy beard and short brown hair. He looked tall, maybe six foot tall, but it was hard to tell when he was sat down. He was rigid in his seat, looked uncomfortable with the social atmosphere and seemed to be brooding over his thoughts, I left him to it. At twenty I already knew it was better to leave a man to his thoughts than to pry. I sat quietly, but couldn't help stealing glances, hoping he wouldn't notice my curious gaze. He emanated a darkness of anger, which in normal circumstances would have made me scared to be so close, but at that time I was just curious about him. Later that night when speaking to my boyfriend I learnt Jon's girlfriend had been cheating on him with another man for quite some time, and Jon had recently found out and had broken up with her. I felt bad for him, he must've been devastated. I felt even worse, because when I was sixteen my first boyfriend already had a girlfriend, and I was the mistress. I still feel guilt to this day about that. I didn't see Jon again for a long time, and a few months later I broke up with my boyfriend from a lack of interest in him. We would still meet up for breakfast at the weekends before training sessions at the park, but it was a little awkward. I could tell he missed me and was still possessive. It was at one of those Saturday morning breakfasts that my ex brought a couple of friends to join us, I was happy with the extra noise and I knew at least one of the others who'd be joining us, I thought I knew the name of the other but wasn't as familiar. As they turned up at the pub restaurant I recognised a good friend Max walk in with another man behind him, then I recognised him, Jon. His demeanour was much more positive and playful, and I soon learnt he had a wicked sense of humour. Instead of an awkward breakfast morning which I had grown accustomed to, it was filled with laughter and threats of pain from my ex, he was being teased for his table manners, or there lack of. Jon would sometimes turn to me, asking what I ever saw in my ex, I shook my head deciding it would be better not answer with him sat right next to me, and focused, or tried to focus, on finishing my breakfast, it was difficult trying to eat and not laugh. On the way through town I was teased being called a midget compared to three men ranging in height from six foot tall to six foot 4 inches tall, and standing at barely five foot six, it wasn't hard to see why they teased. As we got to the house where the training gear was stored and the rest of the group started arriving I sat in the living room watching tv with a few of the others. I only really watch the group in training, and I sometimes baby sit for one of the trainers and their step daughter. I usually bring extra supplies of water just in case the group needs it. That day they were going to be travelling to a show elsewhere in the country, so I was only coming to the breakfast and to see them off. Jon stood in the entry way looking uncomfortable and crowded by people he probably didn't know. I felt I should tell him to sit down somewhere, but I wasn't sure, and he was practically glued to his phone. It wasn't long before he made excuses and left early. I didn't expect to see him again for a while, but I thought maybe I might add him on a social site later to keep contact. Later that night at home I logged in and found I already had a friend request waiting for me from Jon himself. I was surprised, pleasantly so, as I was very curious to know him better if possible. At twenty however, I was inexperienced with most things life related, and so I was still shy to seek out conversation straight away. Over the next week, he commented on some of my posts a little more each day, and we'd have strange random conversations over a hundred comments long between the two of us. Even my family and friends had started to notice. It was in one such comment thread that lead me to invite him to the next breakfast Saturday. My ex was to be going to another show early that weekend on the Friday, but I still wanted to be out of the house on the Saturday. Being shy I presented my dilemma to Jon, and made an awkward invite to which he agreed to meet me. I hadn't expected him to agree so easily, I expected him to make excuses not to come as most friends have done in the past. This made me nervous, I was to meet a man I knew very little about, alone in town for a whole day. Part of me knew I was pretty safe based on his character I had seen thus far he was quite a gentleman, but he was still a man. The day went very well, it was full of laughter and smiles, and we had a steady conversation throughout the day whilst exploring the town, shops and the local park. I was still taken aback by his quick sense of humour that always seemed to keep me smiling. It was such a novelty not to fake a smile or not to have any awkward silences. There were silences, moments when we'd both be lost in thought, but it was pleasant, it was relaxed. I found myself opening up to him easily, and I knew then trouble was on the horizon. When it was four o'clock in the afternoon, my curfew, (as I still lived at home with my parents and with a very protective father) we were reluctant to leave. I went with him and waited with him for his bus and we chatted easily. Any awkwardness came at the farewell, because I didn't really want to say goodbye, so instead I waved and walked away hoping there would be another time I'd see Jon again. I was a little worried that we'd unlikely see one another for a long time, but I had a phone call that evening from my ex, apparently Jon had been asking about me, and was too shy to ask me himself. I felt flattered by the attention, but at the same time, I'd only recently broken up with my ex and I wanted to enjoy being single for a little longer. I didn't want to rush into a relationship straight away, and there was also the issue of my family and whether my Dad would ever approve of another man in my life. Suddenly I was worried for a different reason, I think I liked Jon, but what if he liked me too? Such things had never happened to me before, mutual feelings, it had always been one sided, either I had a crush one someone (which I never pursued out of shyness), or a man would like me and ask me out, and if I had no objection I'd agree until I'd get bored. It wasn't a very healthy habit I admit, but I didn't think there'd ever be a time when the feelings might be mutual, I always thought that was made up in stories, not real, not possible. On the phone with my ex I denied this information, I thought maybe he's teasing me, he has a habit of making a mountain out of a mole hill quite often, so I didn't think too much on it. Unless Jon were to show genuine interest, I wouldn't do anything different to pursue him. The next week we were constantly on the social site messaging each other. I had given him my number previously in case something came up that Saturday, but we kept the conversation online to save money and because it was more instant. It scared me a little how easily I could tell him anything, and he too was a little surprised at how easy I was to talk to. We usually had a banter when talking, playful insults and jokes. Sometimes I'd have more severe insults when I felt I was flirting too much, I still wasn't sure I wanted a relationship yet so I tried to be careful not to lead him on but it was difficult. When the next Saturday came I easily invited him to breakfast again without telling my ex straight away. Jon said if he came to breakfast, I should go to the party at Max's house. Due to the distance I had to convince my Dad and he agreed so long as Jon could provide safe transport. I soon got another phone call from my ex, he sounded angry when he heard I'd invited Jon to breakfast, and that I'd be attending the party with Jon. He accused me of being in a secret relationship with Jon and I denied, of course, we weren't in a relationship, "We just get on well." I laughed but he swore and hung up. Jon told me my ex was acting angry as well, and blamed it on jealousy. When the day came it was fantastic weather, wall-to-wall sunshine and blue skies. Due to a disagreement on which restaurant to have breakfast at, Max and my ex went to one café, and Jon and I went to the usual pub restaurant. The only downside to him making me laugh so easily is that it's hard to finish my breakfast, so in the end he got my bacon... As we walked into the house where the gear was at for training, my ex greeted me as though nothing was out of the ordinary and gave me a smothering hug as usual, I could tell he hadn't bothered to shower in a few days and he was damp with sweat. I cringed out of the hug and moved away and when I looked up at Jon he laughed at my disgusted expression. He stayed by the entry way until everyone was ready to move out. I walked with Jon to the park, as Max and my ex had already walked off ahead, and every now and then other's of the group greeted me. It was a bit unusual but I thought maybe they're just in good spirits because of the weather. We got to the park we sat down on the grass in the sunshine watching the group train and commentated parts with humour in our banter. Every now and then Jon would poke me, or grin when I looked over at him. I didn't think much of it at the time, I was too distracted by intense sun burning my skin. I suggested sitting in the shade further up the hill between the trees and shrubs and we both went up there. We sat on the grass in the shade for a little while, escaping the intense sun. We were talking about things, I'm not entirely sure what, just the usual banter when it started. He'd find ways to touch me, through tickling me pretending it was a bug on the back of my neck, then tackling me to the floor and tickling me to the point I'd be breathless from laughter. He went to tickle me again, and I rolled this way and that and somehow found myself in his lap with his arms wrapped around me possessively. He stopped tickling me, and instead began to trail his hands on my stomach. His face went to the back of my neck and his nose trailed up behind my ear where his lips then brushed feather light. I was frozen, molten in my core, not daring to move or think, wondering if I should bolt or give in to the sensations. He began nibbling on my ear and my eyes closed, my breathing coming quicker. One hand trailed across my thigh, while the other nudged under my top to feel the tender flesh of my abdomen up across my ribs and just under my bra. His hand on my thigh dipped lower between my legs and my breathing hitched not believing he'd go there. He began kissing down my neck as he splayed one hand over my left breast, and his other hand pressed against my centre and I gasped a quiet moan. I felt him smile smugly against my neck and I shivered as he gently but firmly massaged my breast and between my thighs, possessively and in control of my body. I was on fire, and even began shifting into his hands, into his touch, hungry for more, desperate for more. His hand against my shorts stopped and I whimpered but as he pushed his hand beneath the waistband that whimper became a guttural groan. He squeezed my breast as if in reprimand for the noise, and whispered against my ear to be quiet as people walked past unaware in front of us down the hill. His fingers circled my clit briefly before quickly inserting into liquid heat and I nearly cried out, I was so close. I moved against his hands desperate for release, gasping and panting, trying not to make too much noise. God it felt so good, he nibbled my shoulder suddenly as he hammered his finger into me hard and squeezed my breast all at once just tipping me over the edge and sent me into one of the best orgasms of my life. The world was gone, only sensation and a deep throbbing ache pulsing through me was all I was aware of and lips pressing against my in earnest. A tongue licked my bottom lip and I parted mine to be invaded deliciously and tasted. I gave a quiet moan of appreciation as he withdrew his hands and turned me in his lap to face him. He made me straddle his lap and laid back against the small incline. His hands on my hips urged me to rock against his hard-on through his jeans and I quickly complied aligning my slit against him snugly. I rocked against him slowly at first but sped up as he grunted and urged me on with his large hands on my ass, pulling me harder against him. I was panting trying not to moan but quiet ones escaped, which he quickly captured against my lips with his, sitting up and pulling me into his body roughly. His expression was exquisite between pain and sheer bliss and animalistic hunger, need shone in his eyes as he kissed me hard. He suddenly rolled us over and pressed me into the grass, driving his body against mine desperately, grunting quietly with barely concealed pleasure until finally he pressed into me firmly and held himself there gasping and panting. He collapsed on me and I hugged him to me feeling exhausted and hot. I trailed my hands lazily on his shoulders and back enjoying the heavy heat laying over me as he regained his breath. He brought his face up tiredly and kissed me with open tongues lazily, still panting a little before smiling and laying his head on my chest... Summer Dream I can picture you coming closer to me on the bed and taking your top off, letting me suck and lick your amazing boobies, then you would take my boxers off and take my dick with your delicate hands, stroking it up and down as you look me straight in the eyes and take it in your warm mouth. I stare at you in complete awe, as I see your cute, adorable face take my cock deep and I caress your head as you take it deeper and I gently press your head towards my hard cock, feeling the tightness of your throat. I grab you and hold you close into my arms, kissing you and telling you "I love you" as your soft skin touches the stiffness of my cock, rubbing against your pussy. At this point we are both so horny that we can't wait to fuck but first I want to warm you up.. I lay you down and spread your legs and look at your pretty little pussy and engulf it with my mouth, licking your labias and sliding my tongue in between, moving up to your clit, licking it with the tip of my tongue, then sucking it and fingering you at the same time, you are gripping your bed sheets tight and biting your lip. I remove my mouth and with my middle and ring finger inside you, pointing towards your g-spot, I start fingering you hard as my other hand lays on your tummy. You start feeling shivers of pure pleasure as the energy explosion in your vagina fills your pubic area and then travels through your hold body as you shake in a strong, full-body, squirting orgasm, so strong that I have to old you down with my left hand. I lay on top of you and kiss you, caressing your angelic face and looking into your beautiful blue eyes, then I press the head of my cock against your tight pussy and slowly push in as you gasp. I start fucking you slowly as you look down at my cock penetrating you and I just can't take my eyes off of you. I drive my cock into your swollen vagina till I kiss you again and get closer to you, then I sit on the side of the bed and you sit on my cock facing me and as we kiss, you rock back and forth feeling my thick cock stretch your tiny little pussy with each thrust of our hips, synced together. We are holding each other close, still in the same position as I bury my head into your neck kissing the tender soft skin that smells so sweet to me. I stand up with you in my arms and start fucking you standing, your legs over my arms, my hands on your ass, with your arms wrapped around my neck, you hold on to me as I thrust my hips into you making you jump up and down on my cock. You start coming again and I feel the walls of your pussy squeezing my cock hard and tight, it feels amazing and it just makes me want you more, so I kiss you and lay you down on the bed, turn you around, butt sticking up and ready to be taken. I slap your ass squeezing it as I land my hand on it, with my other hand I press and rub the head of my cock up and down your holes, making you shiver in lust. I finally choose the hole I want to fill and since you've been so good at expressing your appreciation for my love, I touch your tiny ass-hole with my cock and gently press it in making you moan and shiver lightly, then push it in completely, balls deep making you drive your head into the mattress and silently moan while you bite and grip the bed sheets. I pull back and then go in deep again and so I start ramming my hard engorged cock into your ass, you feel how tight it is and so do I, we are both exploding with pleasure. I stop for a second, my cock still pulsating inside of you, and caress your back, kissing it, then grab your wrists in my hands and start fucking you again, gradually faster and harder, making you scream so loud you push your face into the bed again, your pussy dripping wet, completely soaked. I take release your wrists gently and lean forward to slide my left hand below you, bringing you up, my arm on your chest and my hand squeezing your right breast, my other hand playing with your clit and fingering your pussy as I start fucking your tight ass-hole again and you moan and arch your back further. I'm making you cum now but your orgasm doesn't stop because I'm still playing with you and enjoying the tender, sweet tasting flesh of your neck, but here it comes you scream even louder and for longer as your pussy gushes with another fast stream of your squirting juices. You are still orgasmic and almost unable to move as you turn around and smile at me, still shaking and give me that loving look that penetrates my mind. You kiss me passionately, taking my hand and not without some effort you take me to the bathroom and we start showering, still kissing and touching each other with great desire as I start playing with your nipples using my fingers and then sucking them ever so eagerly while you stroke my cock fast. You raise my chin and look at me smiling, then you kneel and start blowing me hard, the deep ocean of your blue eyes piercing my entire universe, with your hands on my butt you pull my cock towards you as you press your face into me, taking my glad cock into deep and inviting me to fuck your beautiful face, which I do. I help you up and put your arms around my neck as I lift your leg up and let it rest on my arm as I stick my dick inside your tiny pussy and give it to you hard and fast, with powerful thrusts making you moan and tilt your head back with closed eyes and open mouth as you come and I do too, shooting huge loads of thick, creamy, fertile cum against your open cervix, prolonging your orgasm. We kiss for a while and start lovingly massaging each other's body with soap and then wash and dry each other off. It's time to go out to buy some pregnancy tests. Summer Dreams The day was unusually hot, so Summer decided to shut the house up and turn on the air-conditioner to try to cool down. Finally, she thought, I have the place to myself. Kids and hubby were off at football as per the norm for a Saturday. Wearily she sat down in her comfy chair in the lounge room and started to think about all the excitement of the last few weeks. It had started with her decision to quit her job after 15 years with the same company. Summer had realised that career-wise, she was in a rut and so began to look for another job. Six months later she found one, in an entirely different industry. After working so long in a predominantly female field, it was quite a shock to find herself the only female in an office of four men. It was a truly refreshing experience to work with guys rather than bitchy women. The only bitch in the office was her! However, she was so much hornier than she used to be. Maybe it was looking at all those fine male butts all day long; who knew? What Summer did know was her husband was getting luckier since she started working there. Not that he dipped out in the sex stakes before but it was worse now! The running joke with them was that most guys only get sex on birthdays, anniversaries and other holidays. In their house her husband got those days off! However lately he had actually started trying to beg off sex, complaining that he was tired, had a headache and so on and so forth. Leaning back in her chair waiting for the room to cool, Summer took off her nightie and left her undies on thinking that would help cool her down quicker. Fanning her hand in front of herself lazily, 'Maybe if I told him my latest fantasy he would be more accommodating and put out a little bit more,' she thought dreamily, as the heat in the room started to dissipate slowly and she fell asleep on that thought... Summer went into work on a Saturday, while her husband had the kids at football, thinking she'd be the only one there. She logged on to her computer and started working. After a while she heard the sound of someone unlocking the front door and making their way to the office. Summer looked up and saw Jason, one of the company's technicians, entering the office. He was dressed in tight denim jeans and a western shirt with his trusty RM Williams boots, looking sexy as hell. They chatted as usual as Jason cleaned up the mess on his desk before setting up his computer. A few minutes later they both heard a couple more voices; it seems Summer and Jason weren't the only ones who had decided to work on a Saturday. Their boss, Luke, and the other technician, Alex, joined them in the office. They are both in blue jeans but Alex was wearing a Rugby shirt and Luke was wearing a button down Oxford shirt and both guys wore high top sneakers. Summer wondered aloud where the fourth musketeer - their sales guy, David - was and was told he wasn't coming in because he was visiting with his family. The four of them all worked in companionable silence for about an hour when Jason decided it was break time. Summer asked what everyone wanted and was told, "You, naked on the desk!" She laughed and said, "No, really, what do you guys want? Coffee? Tea?" Jason told her they were being serious and if she didn't undress herself they would do the job for her. Alex got up from his desk to shut and lock the office door. Luke just sat back behind his desk with his elbow resting on the arm of the chair and his chin in his hand watching the show that was about to unfold. Jason and Alex decided Summer was taking too long and started advancing on her. She laughed nervously and told them to knock it off but all four of them knew she was more excited than worried. Jason's hot gaze raked slowly over Summer as he grabbed her up into a torrid embrace, French kissing her for all he was worth. Alex came up behind her and started kissing Summer's neck while running his hands up the front of her body, until he had her large breasts cupped, one in each hand playing with her large brown nipples. She could feel the strength of Alex's calloused hands as he gently handled her and this brought a moan of delight from her throat. Summer's hands were as busily unzipping Jason's jeans, which was a difficult task because of the hard cock that lay naked underneath the material. Finally she freed his erection and started to play with it, slowly but firmly stroking the velvet skin up and down to smooth over the pre-cum that was leaking from the eye of his penis. Alex's hands left Summer's fat nipples and started to drift down to the edge of her skirt, pulling the material up to her waist. His hands slipped under the edge of her panties and began to trace a large finger around her wet vagina and hard little clit. Summer could feel his hard cock pressing into her through the barrier of their clothes and firmly pressed her arse back into it rubbing against it mercilessly. Jason pulled away from her mouth and, while she was still playing with his cock, he unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off her shoulders and down her arms. He then threw the blouse on the floor and told Alex to unzip the skirt and for Summer to step out of the pool of fabric on the floor. Standing there in only her lacy red panties and high heels, Summer looked over to where Luke was sitting quietly watching the three of them. He had not unzipped his jeans but was casually rubbing his cock through the tight denim. Summer told him to get his cock out and join in but he declined saying, "Not yet; when the time is right." Meanwhile Alex and Jason had finished pulling Summer's panties off and moving the rest of her clothes out of the way. She stood between the two guys with her feet slightly apart, still in her heels. Alex was the younger of the two and therefore more eager to strip off his own clothes and start getting it on. Jason told him to wait while Summer undressed him. She turned around to face Alex, who started pulling on his hard cock, spread her legs, bent over and grabbed hold of Jason's foot, lifted and pulled his boot off. He liked that position and let her pull the other boot off the same way. Summer turned around and slowly pulled apart the pearl snaps on his western shirt, so that she could hear the pop, pop, pop as the shirt opened. Summer slid the shirt from his shoulders and threw it in the same corner as the rest of their clothes. Jason stood there in nothing but jeans and a smile. Summer thought to herself, 'Yes, girls, there is a God! A Greek one to boot!' Starting to get impatient, she shoved Jason's jeans down his legs and told him to step out which he did gladly. While Summer had been undressing Jason, Alex had cleared her desk of everything and moved it to the centre of the office as if it were a stage. Summer backed up to the edge and with the guys help, slid up to sit on the edge. This spread her legs apart and gave Luke an eyeful of dripping wet pussy. Alex climbed up onto the table and knelt behind Summer while Jason took up his position in front of her again. 'I think these boys have either done this before or have spoken in great detail about how they would work it,' thought Summer. Alex brushed her cheek with his to turn her head so that they could kiss, as well as once again cupping her large breasts in offering to Jason's hot wet mouth. Summer snaked one hand behind her back to play with Alex's cock while kissing him and her other hand started pulling on Jason's massive tool. Jason stopped sucking on her fat nipples to lick his way down to her very wet puss. Summer's clit was so sensitive that her hips started to undulate with the sensation of Jason's tongue first poking and then plunging into her heated core. She found it difficult to concentrate and tried to release Alex's cock from her grasp. He didn't allow this and grabbed her hand in his fist, harshly jacking himself off until she felt the warm gush of his cum spilling over their clasped hands. Jason, not content with licking Summer's pussy any longer, moved her off the desk and made her turn around and lay her upper body on it. This gave him free rein over her spread pussy. Summer felt the heat emanating from his cock as he slowly slid the tip up and down her slit before pushing himself home. As he was quite large in the downstairs department, it felt slightly uncomfortable at first. Jason let her get accustomed to the fuller feeling before he started sliding his cock in and out of her sopping wet hole. Alex, who has recovered from his first orgasm, moved so that he was in position for Summer's mouth to take him in. As she sucked on his salty tasting cock, Summer glanced over to Luke, only to find him not sitting in his chair where he had been but standing next to Jason and completely naked. Luke's tool wasn't as large as Jason's, nor was it the same size as Alex's; it was about middle of the road in length but fat enough in girth to make Summer smile with promise. Luke's eyebrow rose sardonically when he saw the look on her face. Jason slid out of her pussy and Luke moved to take his place between her spread thighs. As Luke started to pump away, Jason moved Alex out of the way to take his place in her mouth. Alex, not too happy with this, moved to the side of the three and took his cock in hand and started to jerk off over Summer's back. Jason began to pump his cock harder and deeper into her mouth, telling her how he hoped she swallowed, because he was going to fill her in a second. Summer couldn't stop sucking if her life depended on it because she was so turned on. Jason grasped her head in his big hands and started to face fuck her, shoving his tool down Summer's throat until his balls were slapping her chin. Luke got excited from watching them and started to frantically hump harder and faster into Summer's pussy. She could feel his balls slap against the lips of her pussy as he pile-drived his dick into her wet hole and Jason let out a roar. Summer, making mewling noises, frantically sucked Jason's cock as he started cumming. The hot jets of his juice ran into her mouth and dribbled out the corners. Alex, who was still pulling on his cock, hastened his rhythm and sprayed his second load all over Summer's back. Luke suddenly pulled out of her pussy and with a grunt added his load to her juicy, spunk-covered back. The feel of all three cocks unloading either in or on her set off Summer's own orgasm and she exploded. Cum started rolling down her legs, as she squirted her own special love juice... "Honey? Summer? Honey...wake up." Blinking her eyes open, Summer looked up into her husband's grinning face. He could smell the unmistakable scent of aroused woman drifting up from his wife's body. "Wha...what happened?" she asked sleepily, moving restlessly as she could feel the tell-tale stickiness in her panties. "You must have fallen asleep again after we left, sweetheart," he said, scooping his semi-naked wife up into his arms and sitting down with her in his lap. He continued, "Your parents came to watch the game today and decided to take the kids off our hands for the rest of the day." His hands started to roam over her naked breasts and Summer could feel the firming of his cock under her wet panty-covered arse. "They did, did they?" Summer said waking up quickly. With a sly grin, her fingers began tracing the buttons on his shirt, "since we have the whole house to ourselves, how about we play a little game?" Eyebrows raised, he smiled that roguish grin Summer had fallen in love with. "what game would that be, my love?" Summer's grin was definitely wicked; maybe he really had been tired lately. He certainly wasn't begging off now. "Follow me, sir, and I shall show you all sorts of fun things to do on a Saturday morning, starting with a game called 'Saturday at the Office'!"