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The Dream 01

By: HotKittySpank



***The Dream Series are based on actual dreams that I have had.***

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I was in Hawaii on a short personal vacation. I had never gone on a vacation by myself before and found myself spending endless hours sitting on the beach reading books and relaxing in the silence I couldn't get at work. Unfortunately it was time to leave the tranquility of my temporary paradise and return to the hell of reality.

I was standing in front of the hotel with my suitcase beside me waiting for the airport shuttle when I noticed the guy from the bar last night. He had tried very hard to hit on me despite being quite drunk. I was amazed that he was up and around. I would have been nursing a serious hangover had I been him. He seemed to be doing just fine while he loaded his friends' suitcases into the back of his red rental jeep.

He spotted me watching him and started to walk over toward me. Oh dear, now I was in for it. He was an ex-army guy or something and still had the body. His arms swayed back and forth held out from his sides by bulging muscles.

"Do you need a lift?" He looked down at my suitcase. "We're headed for the airport too. We could squeeze you in."

"Thanks but I'm waiting for the shuttle." I replied politely.

"Oh, that thing is always running late because of the road construction. You should come with us." I looked over at his jeep. A couple was snuggling up in the backseat and a middle-aged woman was sitting in the passenger seat adjusting her hat in the vanity mirror.

"Are you sure you have the room?"

"We can make room." He smiled at me and reached down to pick up my bag. Not bad for a jarhead I told myself, maybe I had been wrong about him after all. I followed behind him toward the jeep trying to figure out where I would sit. He threw my bag on top of the others and told me to climb in the middle of the front seat. I took up my spot next to the middle-aged woman and we were off.

The traffic on the road was pretty bad; no wonder the shuttle hadn't arrived yet. We sat, baking in the sun, in bumper-to-bumper traffic for a while. I began to worry about making my flight when suddenly Jarhead took a hard left across the highway and up a grassy embankment. I grabbed for the top of the windshield. Everyone held on as best they could while the jeep bounced up and over the rough terrain.

"I know of a shortcut along a trail." He called out to us above the whine of the jeep's engine. "We can bypass all of that mess below."

Sure enough, the tall grasses opened up to a narrow trail just wide enough for our jeep to pass through. The hill was pretty steep and as we climbed the surrounding trees became closer and closer to the grassy trail. Soon a lush tropical forest surrounded us. The ride was actually kind of fun and it would be a great parting memory from my vacation. I don't think the woman next to me felt the same as she yelped and clutched at her hat and the dashboard with every bump.

Soon I noticed that someone had tied long blades of grass across the trail. They were suspended between the trees at eyelevel with nothing beneath. If you were climbing the trail, you would have to duck beneath them. As our jeep went forward the windshield broke through the long green blades like little banners at a football game. I was puzzled by the meaning of these things. Someone had gone to a lot of time and effort to tie all of these things across the trail. The further we went up the hill the more there were. It suddenly hit me that we might have to duck. Maybe there was a fallen tree across the trail.

"Everybody duck!" I yelled. We all ducked our heads down, even Jarhead. We continued to climb the hillside and break through the now hundreds of grass barriers. I noticed light seemed to be coming from ahead. Perhaps there was a clearing coming up and we could figure out what was going on. As the light approached I started to feel much better. We were almost there.

We broke through the last of the grass barriers and flew out into the open of a bright blue sky surrounding the shining blue sea. The jeep hung for second and then began to fall as if in slow motion. It took a split second for it to register with me that we had driven over a cliff. The couple behind me began to scream, as did the woman next to me. I felt hot liquid hit my left leg and knew that Jarhead had just lost his bladder. 

I needed to get out of the car; I couldn't be in the car as it fell down toward the ocean below. I scrambled over the hysterical woman to my right and through the open window. 

I was freefalling over a twinkling ocean; the brilliant sun lighting the waves like the facets of a diamond. The emerald green cliff shooting past me shimmered and rippled as the wind played across its grassy slope. It was a beautiful day.

Through the wind rushing over my ears I could hear the muffled screams of the people in the car. I would not look at them as I stared out at the open ocean. From the corner of my eye I could see them clinging to each other, climbing over each other, over the car, panicking, knowing they were dying.

I looked down and saw the ocean rushing up to meet me. Oh god this is real, what do I do? What do I do?! Should I hold my breath and pin drop? Should I exhale and ball up? Its coming, it's coming! Screaming panic filled my head as the blue was nearly on me, I began to hyperventilate in shrieking gasps. I hit.

The Dream



One morning about a month ago, Barbara confessed to her husband, Bill, that she'd had a sexy dream. At first she wouldn't give him any details beyond admitting that as she awoke she'd had an orgasm. He bugged her for several days to tell him about the dream.

Finally, she gave him a cryptic tease rather than a summary. In the dream, she said, "You ordered me to bend over for you every time you came home from work. It was a part of your training of my ass." She wouldn't elaborate. His cock stiffened as he imagined what she must have been experiencing in her dream.

Bill thought about Barbara's dream over the next few days. They'd teased about training Barbara's ass in the past; apparently the thought had struck home with her. This led to the obvious conclusion- he should train Barbara's ass. Bill mentioned his thoughts and conclusion to Barbara and she just smiled. He said that he needed a few days to get some supplies but that she should anticipate that her ass would be "in training" by the end of that week. His cock found its way into Barbara's ass that night and they both were very hot as Bill professed his desire to fuck this way regularly.

Bill did some shopping on the Internet and ordered some dildos and an inflatable wedge-shaped cushion. It looked like it would place Barbara's ass in a great position for access by dildos and for his cock. Expedited shipping assured that the order would arrive in two days. When the wedge arrived he inflated it and hid it in a closet. From his purchases and their sex toy collection Bill selected three dildos in different sizes and secreted them under the love seat in their family room along with a pump style jar of lube.

As he left for work on Friday morning he told Barbara that her anal training was to start that evening at 7PM. He said, "It will be a ten day program of daily sessions with several dildos. When I get home tonight and every night for the next ten days you should be wearing a loose skirt that I can push up to your waist and no panties. As soon as I come in, I'll expect you to bend over the back of the love seat." He concluded by saying, "We'll complete the program on the day before our vacation; my cock will be in your newly trained ass every day that we're away."

Bill added, "We also need to think beyond the dildos. We both should start thinking of your ass as a sexual organ. We need to wake up your ass and tease each other's minds. The mental aspect of your training- and mine, is more important than the physical. Think about that today and give me any suggestions you might have." 

That evening Barbara was bent over the back of the love seat as Bill entered the room. Her short skirt barely covered her ass and her legs and ass looked fantastic atop 3 inch heels. The skirt was rapidly pushed out of the way. After rubbing her ass cheeks a little, Bill's index finger ran up and down the crack of her ass and she shivered. He said, "I've been thinking about playing with your ass all day."

Barbara said, "I've been excited all week." As Barbara spoke he lubed his finger and transferred the lube to the outside of her ass. His finger teased her anus for half a minute and then insinuated itself into her. Barbara moaned and pushed back against his hand.

Over the next few minutes Bill applied more lube and inserted a six inch dildo. It slipped in easily and after a few thrusts he decided a larger size was needed to make its presence felt both physically and psychologically. He'd been too modest in his expectations of his wife's ass.

His next selection was a six inch silicon butt plug style that gradually widened to about 1.5 inches and then narrowed again toward its base. The shape wasn't as pronounced as a true butt plug but as he thrust it in and out of his wife's ass the swell in the dildo's diameter seemed to stretch her ass just enough to cause a moan on each inward thrust and on each withdrawal. Barbara's soft noises made Bill's cock throb since he knew that his actions were giving her pleasure.

In a soft voice she said, "Oh... that feels good. I could get used to this training."

He said, "Don't expect every session to be like this. Tomorrow you'll be wearing a larger plug for an hour or so. Then, on the third night, I may just tease your ass; then we'll repeat the sequence every three days." He continued, "Fucking your ass with this dildo is getting me very excited. I'm going to enjoy your training too. As much as I want to fuck your ass right now, I've decided that I'm going to hold off until after your whole training program is finished. I think it'll make our vacation even better."

Barbara groaned, wiggled her ass and pushed back against his hand. "Deny yourself if you want, "she said, "My ass will be waiting."

After a few minutes, Bill bought a hand up under Barbara and used his fingers to tease her clit. After a few more inward thrusts, Barbara lost all control as a huge orgasm swept through her.

Barbara panted, "Enough...enough; please take it out- I can't take anymore."

Bill slipped the dildo out, and said, "I think that completes your first training session. Tomorrow you'll wear a plug in your ass as we prepare and eat dinner. Then you'll have the rest of the evening off."

He wiped the excess lube off of Barbara's ass and she rose off the love seat. Barbara moved close to Bill and reached for his belt. She said, "Get these pants off. I have a message for your cock." He rapidly stripped off his pants and briefs and stood with his cock standing out like a flagpole. Barbara began to fondle and tease his cock and balls. In her sexiest voice she then said, "Thank you for my lesson. My ass is done for the night but my pussy is very ready." 

After a few minutes of sensuous touching it felt like his cock was going to explode. Barbara could feel his tension and said, "I think my instructor's cock had better slide into my pussy before it soils the floor."

She led him into the bedroom where she had earlier taken off the bedspread. She positioned herself on the bed with her legs spread. He lowered himself on top of her and easily buried his cock in her soft, wet pussy. He pounded into her- anxious to cum as soon as possible.

It didn't take long. As he caught his breath, Barbara teased him by saying, "My ass is much tighter. If you cum so quickly in my pussy, you won't even make it all the way into my ass. Perhaps it's your cock that needs training."

Bill replied, "I just need to be drained more regularly. Your training should help with that as well."

Bill asked Barbara if she had any suggestions to re-orient their thinking about her ass. Barbara replied, "I think I'll keep my ideas to myself and surprise you."

He replied, "That sounds great. I think I'll have some surprises for you, too"

For the balance of the 10 days, the dildo training went as planned. Unless Bill directed otherwise, each evening started with Barbara bent over the love seat. Sometimes they moved to the bed and used the inflatable wedge.

Bill was diligent in giving Barbara a training session each and every day- even when they had business commitments that made it tough to schedule the training. On the first and third days of their training regimen he would use his free hand on Barbara's pussy if needed to bring her off as a dildo plundered her ass. After using the training as foreplay, he'd fuck her pussy and cum there. He used several dildos for these sessions- all with slightly different sizes and shapes. 

The agenda for the middle day was variable. Usually it involved what Bill called "passive stretching" and didn't involve sexual excitement beyond the arousal they both got from his lubing and slowly inserting one of the largest silicon cocks in Barbara's ass, looking at the clock and announcing the time that he'd be removing it. Barbara would shudder and wince a little with the insertion but otherwise seemed to silently enjoy wearing the dildo during dinner.

He'd watch as she sat down and get a small thrill when she'd react as the dildo was pushed in by the chair. It was usually hard to tell if the movement caused arousal or discomfort but Barbara would sometimes feign exaggerated arousal as a tease for him- grinding her ass on the chair and saying something like, "This feels so good; if your cock isn't this big, I may just want this toy for our vacation."

On the first Monday of the training period Barbara and Bill went to their respective jobs as usual. At about 2PM Bill received a text on his phone telling him to check his personal email. He found a note from Barbara saying, "I think you know what "Spanx" underwear is; if not, it's a brand known for tight, figure control, stretchy women's panties and other garments. The tightness is the key since they're sold for slimming one's figure.

"I wore a pair of their long legged panties to work today. Just before going to lunch with some women in the office I went to the ladies room, applied lube to a modestly sized dildo and stuck it in my ass. I then pulled my tight panties up to hold it in place. (I tried it yesterday at home so I knew it would work).

"We walked two blocks to the restaurant. The dildo was uncomfortable but it certainly made me think about my ass and how it's to be thought of as my new pussy. Isn't that how you want me to think of it? I now have two pussies for our pleasure.

"I hope this note has made you think about my new pussy in the middle of your boring office day. Are you hard? If not, let me tell you what happened when we got back to the office after lunch. I had planned to remove the dildo as soon as we returned but my boss cornered me and wanted to talk. I had to sit in his office for 30 minutes having a business discussion while the dildo was constantly distracting me. Finally, when he was done I went to the restroom.

"As I had planned, I played with the dildo- fucking my ass with it. I teased my pussy and got very aroused. In a few minutes I was going crazy. I had to stop twice as other women came in to the restroom; it was very frustrating. I climaxed thinking about writing this note to you. I'm pretty sure you're hard now."

Bill replied by email, "I'm hard and very impressed with my sexy wife's horny imagination. A wife with two pussies- one that gets super wet and one that's extra tight; that's got to be everyman's dream."

Bill wanted to introduce some new ideas so one morning he said, "I want you to shower just before I get home. Turn out the lights and light some candles in the bedroom. Put on just your silk robe and position yourself on the bed over the wedge so your ass is nicely presented for my attention when I get home." Barbara followed his instructions.

That evening Bill removed his clothes as he entered the bedroom. He flipped Barbara's robe up to her waist, spread her legs and massaged Barbara's ass and thighs. He then used their Hitachi Magic Wand vibrator at a low speed all over her ass cheeks and legs. Placing his hand on the vibrating head rather than the handle, he extended two fingers and slowly ran them up and down the crack of Barbara's ass.

Barbara groaned with pleasure as the vibrations were transmitted through his fingers to her most sensitive area. He increased the speed of the massager and continued to use his fingers as an extension of the vibrator to play with Barbara's inner thighs and pussy lips. As his vibrating hand moved between her thighs, Bill used the forefinger on his other hand to tease Barbara's anus.

He leaned over her and dropped some saliva above her anus which served as lube for his finger. This changed the sensations Barbara was feeling and her arousal increased noticeably. Bill took this opportunity to bend over further and tease her anal opening with the tip of his tongue. Barbara groaned and pushed up to increase the contact.

Barbara's positive reaction to Bill's mouth prompted him to put the vibrator aside and move himself between Barbara's spread legs. Using his hands to spread her ass cheeks, Bill applied his tongue to Barbara's ass- teasing it in every manner he could. Barbara gasped and excitedly rotated her hips against Bill's face. Bill repositioned himself so he could bring one hand around to reach Barbara's pussy. That hand worked her pussy while his tongue toyed with her ass. Within a minute her ass was rising off the wedge and she was consumed by a violent orgasm.

After Barbara recovered, her mouth descended on Bill's cock. As she gave him pleasure she whispered, "I never would have thought I'd let you rim me but it was it was great." Bill was surprised that she knew the term "rim" but decided it had just become a recurring part of their sex life. Barbara slowly and lovingly brought Bill to a huge cum.

On another morning, Bill handed Barbara a small box of latex "finger cots" he'd bought. He explained, "Just before you expect me home I want you to lube your ass for me. Use one of these so you don't hurt yourself with your long fingernails. Put in lots of lube. You know how I love it when your pussy's really wet. The thought of you preparing your ass for me is very sexy. I hope you find it arousing, too." She did.

From that evening on, Barbara lubed her ass each day just before Tom arrived home. A few days later she confessed, "I get really turned on when I lube my ass for you; it's deliciously perverted. Of course, if I'm horny I play with my ass much more than necessary to get it slick for you. I like to think of it as waking it up and getting it aroused for you."

Barbara teased Bill frequently during the training period- taunting him to think about her 'second pussy', elevated by the wedge, squeezing his cock. "Perhaps I'll call it my 'new kitten'; then if I'm talking to you from the office I can tell you about my little kitten without embarrassing myself. Of course, our training will make it grow into a full pussy."

Bill received emails after lunch on several days. In one Barbara said, "Instead of going out to lunch today I enjoyed playing with my new kitten." On another day, he received a text saying, "New kitten is insatiable" and later another that said, "New kitten purring" On a couple of occasions, she encouraged him to visualize her bent over a couch or chair in their hotel- or even over the hotel's balcony furniture- fucking her ass while he grabbed her hips. She teased, "I think you're definitely going to enjoy having a wife with two pussies."

Those images were in his mind off and on every day. While her pussy felt deliciously sensuous, he couldn't wait to be squeezed tightly by her ass. His anticipation was doubled when Barbara pronounced that, "Of course, my 'old pussy' will be off limits during our vacation; my new pussy will need your undivided attention."

Needless to say, they had a great vacation. As they were packing, Barbara said, "I feel too old for thong underwear but I wanted to display my ass for you while we're away. I bought some new panties that have a ruched seam up the back; they really emphasize the curves of my ass. I'm also packing the tightest, silkiest panties I had in my closet. I think you'll like every pair."

For the first few days Bill was eagerly penetrating Barbara's ass twice a day. As foreplay on most days Bill would rim Barbara right after her shower when she felt fresh and clean. This inevitably led to his cock penetrating her ass. With some lube, he'd push himself in without much trouble and Barbara would immediately take pleasure from the intrusion. They'd either both cum with him in her ass or since he couldn't last too long, he'd bring her off with his fingers after he'd cum. Later the same day he'd either use more lube or slowly insinuate himself in with just some spittle as lube. They both found his almost forcing himself in "dry" to be very hot.

By the last two days of the week, Barbara had to use her talented fingers and mouth on Bill's cock to get it hard but they'd then had a marathon of anal each evening.



The Dream



I drift off to sleep, and soon I find myself dreaming, dreaming of you, of us

I slowly push your shoulders down until you are on your knees.

I grab your hair, twirling my fingers in it not pulling but letting you know I am in charge.

I force you to look up until we make eye contact.

I guide your face to my pants, letting you feel my hardness grow against your cheek.

I slowly gyrate against it, your tongue laps at the bulge, tracing the outline of my bulging cock.

I undo the zip and your hand reaches in feeling the shaft.

The veins hardening, you stroke it.

You are making it difficult for my cock to spring free of its confines; finally it pops out, pre-cum splattering around.

(I always have more pre-cum than any man I know)

You pull the foreskin back, your tongue snakes out slowly tantalizing the head.

Your hand is covered in my wetness, and seeing your wedding ring with my juice on it excites me.

You tilt your head, teasing me as you are licking the shaft up and down, as you take my freshly shaved balls in your other hand.

You begin to kiss it.

I reach down to feel your nipples; they are rock hard and begging to be tugged.

Your breasts feel heavy, and I love the feel of the texture of them, your skin.

You take my cock and you place a nipple in the hole of my cock, wanting to fit it in.

Now you pull it back and you slowly slide your lips over the head, not taking it all in yet, instead

You tease me looking up to see the effect you are having on me.

I reach for the desk, needing support.

I am thinking how I cannot wait to kiss you, to taste myself in your mouth on your tongue and

Find myself wanting to lick my pre-cum off of your tits.

I jerk my hips at the thought and end up pushing deeper into your mouth.

I begin to thrust a little, back and forth, slowly. I hate I hate fast, preferring slow, strong firm sucking.

I want to see if you can take it all, the full 7 ". I slowly go a little further allowing you to adjust.

I pull out and I undo my belt, and drop my pants. I step back in and allow you to take me into your wet warm lips; your hands reach for my buttocks pulling me into you.

As I begin to fuck your mouth, your finger searches for my back door, it slowly circles my anus.

I love that you decide to finger fuck my ass, as you full well know by the time I am done; my cock will be completely buried in yours.

I let you suck me deeper, your finger penetrating me. I convulse jerking forward.

It is tight, dirty but oh so exciting. I am yours completely now.

You take my cock out and start to jerk me off, finger fucking my ass at the same time.

You are watching my expressions, your control over me. You think you are submissive, but now you are in control.

I pull you to your feet, kissing you, tasting us.

I take you over to the bed. I ask you if you want on your back or on your knees.

I tell you I am going to eat you, so you decide. You quickly tell me that you want to be on your back.

I push you back, not allowing you time to lie down. Lifting your legs over my shoulders, I kneel beside the bed; the feel of your thighs around my ears is heaven.

Your hand reaches for my hair, and you force my face to your wet cunt, and I love how the power between us keeps shifting back and forth, no rhyme or reason, just animalistic sex between two people that have deep feelings, a need.

I can smell the sex, your cunt, it is an insatiable scent.

I lick the edges, wanting your lips to open on their own. I let my tongue flick the hood of your clit not wanting to lick it yet, wanting to savour the moment.

Finally I allow myself the pleasure of your slit, opening it with my tongue and tasting your cream.

I reach for your tits, but find your hands already there and that excites me further.

I decide to the next best thing, I grab your hips pulling you deeper onto my tongue as you slowly rock your hips as if fucking that appendage.

I finally push the clit hood back, flicking it, watching it swell, the color change as it goes through it transformation.

Your body amazes me, the most sensual sight I have ever had the pleasure of. As strange as this sounds,

I wish I was the father of your children at this point. Damn. This is so sexy.

I suck on your clit, humming, vibrating it. 2 fingers enter you, as I slowly search for the spongy mass, just under the pubic bone.

I slowly stroke it with a come hither motion. As I lick your clit, I stroke your g-spot.

You begin to cum; your hips tense, your hands push my face deeper.

The first one hits you and you let go with a throaty gurgle, a deep arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

I continue to lap, suck and finger. A second orgasm hits, then a third. Each orgasm is becoming a little smaller, but each one still just as intense.

You want nasty and you turn over on to your knees, and I know the only thing you want is your ass filled.

You reach for some lotion and you coat my cock, then you ask me to squirt your brown bud.

I place the bottle and squeeze, the bottle letting a squishy sound out as it hits you asshole.

The shock of the cold thick cream on your ass makes you quiver.

I enter your tight butt with one finger slowly rotating it. I now push a second finger in, and finally a third.

Once I see you are comfortable with all three, I place the blunt head of my cock at your most private entrance.

I wait, letting you wonder when, letting your anticipation build. I reach down and grab your hair and arch your back. I want the full effect, and as I do, your ass pushes back and the first 2 inches slide in.

OMG, your ass is hot, so warm, it is like an oven. I love it.

I want to last, but I doubt I can, as I look at your ass, your hips that I love, that alone sends me.

I grab your hips (Have I mentioned I love womanly hips)

I pull you back slowly taking it as deep as I can; finally, long and thick I am in you completely.

I slowly start to fuck you with long deep strokes. There is nothing soft about the way I am fucking you, as I am in need of having to possess your ass.

I want you to think it is mine too, and I reach over and slap one cheek, more sound than pain. I alternate, slapping one plump ass cheek, then the other. We both are lost in our roles, me being dominant, and you being submissive.

I want you to fuck my cock with your ass, so I stop moving. I want you to move, to milk my cock with your asshole. Squeeze it; use your ass muscles I tell you.

I pull you up so we are both on our knees and my hands caress your tits, as you search for your clit.

I begin to maul them stretching your nipples. I kiss your neck, tasting your sweat. I push you forward, tracing your sexy back, almost massaging, but really exploring, wanting to know your whole body.

I begin to fuck you faster, harder. I want to hear our bodies slapping together, my balls hang low and they actually slap your cunt lips as I fuck your sweet ass. I dig my fingers in to your ass cheeks, loving the imprints of my fingers that I am leaving in them.

Soon I am past the point of no return, my legs tense, my cock starts to jerk involuntarily.

Fuck I am losing it, no control left. My eyes roll back, the first shot is like a hot bullet, I begin to pass out.

This climax is like nothing I have ever experienced before.

I am fucking the greatest ass on the most perfect woman and my mind is over cum with delirium.

I am not sure if I came once, twice or whatever, but I do know I collapsed on you.

We are one tangled body lying on the bed, me on your back still, my cock still in your ass.

Normally it would have shrivelled by now but it is still hard.

Finally I pull out of your ass with a popping sound. I decide to do the unthinkable, hoping you do not mind.

I kneel and begin to lap your asshole clean. I finger your clit and taste your cum filled asshole, getting you going again. I stand up and leave for the bathroom and go to clean my cock, washing it very clean.

I come back for more, but this time I want your cunt. You sense my need and roll over onto your back, raising your wide spread thighs. You place your legs over my shoulders and I slowly push my cock into your waiting pussy.

You grab my hands; bring them to your full breasts, wanting me to squeeze them, to bring your nipples to life.

Our love making is now more sensual, not so nasty, but romantic as we gaze into each other's eyes.

Our hips grinding, meeting each other's thrusts.

I want; no I need to taste your mouth, to kiss your lips.

I know that vaginal orgasms are difficult for most women with straight fucking, so I tell you to grab a small vibrator as we fuck, to use it on your clit and I have no macho problems with that, no false illusions. To me, as long as you smile, I am happy. 

I kneel up, wanting to inspect you, your tits, your hips, and your tummy.

I am absolutely enthralled and captivated by your beauty, your being.

I never want it to end and I verbalize it, telling you how happy you make me.

The only sounds are our cock and cunts meeting, our breathing. Your breasts are bouncing as I fuck you.

I want to bit your nipples not hard, but hard enough so you squirm, some sensual pain.

I lift them by the nipple, letting your tit fall and bounce, and then the other one. I want to see your body react to everything.

Again, I want to break your taboos push you further, So I take a chance, and I ask you, if you have ever done the fucking, have you ever worn a strap on and fucked a man in the ass.

I wait to see your expression. I should have known the answer, but you reply anyways "no but I would"

I get up and get one out of my bag, wanting you to experience the view, the power that we men get to experience.

No one has ever done this to me, you are the first and I think we both want and need it, to experience something new, to call our own.

I show you how to put the harness on and to attach the fake cock.

You take the cream and apply it, stroking it as if you were jerking off your own cock.

You take charge; you tell me you want me on my knees so you can get the full visual effect.

You take the bottle and you squirt it between my cheeks like I did you, using your fingers to push the cream onto my virgin asshole. Once you have three fingers in, you pull your hand back, wiping them clean on a towel.

You place the phallus at the entrance. As you push, you feel me tense up and you lean forward, your breasts scraping my back telling me to relax. Your words soothe and comfort me, and you grab my ass cheeks, opening them. You watch wide eyed as you push forward as you watch my anus spread, slowly disappearing into my ass. It is uncomfortable, but I do not dare complain. I wanted you to do it, I will live with it, wanting to please you, to let your experience what we men get to. It is my gift to you.

You begin to thrust slowly, each time going an inch further. You hear my breathing, gasping, but you no longer care. You are consumed by the power, you now understand what a man feels, the feeling of dominating an asshole sexually.

You reach around and search for my shrivelled cock, it should be hard, but it is not.

You slap my ass telling me to get hard or else, another slap and I begin to push back allowing you more access, and you begin to get more excited.

I have installed a clit stimulator in the harness and as you fuck me, and it stimulates you at the same time.

You reach for my cock as you fuck me, stroking it and as if on your command, it begins to harden.

Again, you breasts, your hair, are on my back and I enjoy giving myself to you as you stoke my cock, the wetness coating us, dripping on the bed.

You begin to fuck me harder, stroking my cock hard and without warning I erupt in your hand, my cum shooting up towards my stomach.

Your wedding ring covered in cum, the sexiest sight I have ever seen, a sign that we are one.

You continue fucking me, actually rubbing you clit, but the fake cock is still ravaging me, harder, faster, you cumming is important, over taking you and finally you cum again. You collapse on me, like I did to you previously; we roll over taking you in my arms, kissing you, cuddling, breathing. I want you lying on my shoulder just enjoying your heart beat.

We both realize what just happened, we begin to laugh lying together, you still wearing a plastic cock.

Now the only fantasy I have left is watching you sleep looking over you.



The Dream



A Proper Kiss

It begins demurely. Unambivalent, but looking for an unspoken invitation. We press slightly; linger briefly. I open my eyes, and look for an answer in hers. Our eyes meet: there is no protest, no turning aside, no averting the gaze -- only a slight catch in the breath. 

Have I found my answer? I lean forward again, slowly, wondering if she will pull back. She meets me, and my heart skips. Now we press more languorously, still softly. My hand finds the soft hairs on the back of her neck -- I am greedy, impatient; I want to pull her to me. But I wait.

Our lips part slightly, and I taste a hint of the sweet wine we have been drinking. My belly burns, my head reels; the synergy of wine and longing. Still she does not pull away -- I feel her hand rest warmly on the small of my back. I take her cheek in my palm, and as we squeeze out the air between us, I feel her spine go soft. Her lips open more, submissive and inviting, and I accept the invitation with my tongue, darting briefly in search of more wine.

Our breathing is labored now. She seems to have lost the strength to support herself, so I lower her gently onto the picnic blanket. Our kisses are becoming more urgent, and she lifts her chin slightly. Another invitation? I am eager to know her other tastes and smells. I find the hollow beneath her ear, taste the scent of shampoo. The faint bite of salt from the skin on her neck, inside her shoulder -- so many hollows that seem made to cradle my lips -- the soft part of her throat, so vulnerable... I follow the line of her clavicle, toward the rise in her blouse -- and pause, awaiting again her answer...

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Commitments

The voices of the park drift in and out, as though carried on ocean waves. A boy's shouts, a small dog barking excitedly, a young woman's musical laughter. The sounds seem distant, detached from our small universe. We have found a patch of grass adjoining the embankment, hidden from the rest of the park by a stand of trees, luxuriant in their summer foliage, that complete our cocoon. The distant sounds are comforting in their joyfulness and their irrelevance. I turn my head to the side, and the park voices are displaced by the sound of her heart beating just below my ear. It seems loud, strong, desperate. The scent of her skin is like a narcotic, and I must fight an urge to rend her blouse. There's time, I tell myself. I notice a small stretch mark, an emblem of her maternity, an imperfection in her beauty which only makes her more human, more desirable. As I press my lips against it, I feel her hand in my hair, pulling me away from my heavenly perch.

"...no ...mustn't."

My heart sinks. Instantly, the pursuits, surrenders, rejections of a lifetime replay themselves in my gut. I feel the familiar resentment welling up as I turn towards her face, trying to understand. But in her eyes, I find only tenderness, and the seed of my resentment yields to regret, affection, and a desire to feel an empathy that as yet eludes me.

"'Mustn't'?" I repeat weakly, a little pathetically. "We're not children." 

"No, we're not," she says, quite reasonably. She will not be baited by my petulance. Part of me wonders about the stereotype of women's emotional volatility. How can she be so calm? 

"But I have," she says. "Children." She pulls herself up into a semi-lotus position, and in so doing puts some distance between us. Still I can't help noticing how gracefully she moves into the awkward position, the definition of her strong, slender calf.

Is it the conquest of reason over passion? The power of the maternal instinct? Maybe she just doesn't find me as irresistible as I would like to think. I roll onto my side and prop myself up on my elbow to look at her. I can still sense the warmth of her body across the chasm between us.

"I'll return you to them, good as new," I say. "I promise. I won't break you."

"But you already have." 

An emptiness moves across her face. I study her, but in the rules of this game, some things must go unsaid, questions remain unasked. I remain silent, hoping to appear thoughtful and understanding, but haunted by her ambiguity. I feel that I should respond, but I am at a loss. After a moment I stand up wordlessly. She allows me to take her arm only long enough to help her up. We walk back to her car, slowly, in silence, our hands keeping to themselves. Through the car window I look again into her face, seeking some clue. I expect her to turn away, but she holds my gaze, and this time it is I who breaks the spell.

"You'd better go."

"I know."

"Will I see you again?" She does not respond, for what seems like an eternity. I have that sinking feeling again, and a chill on the back of my neck belies the late afternoon heat of August.

"I don't know."

I watch her pull out into traffic, this siren, this enigma.

I stand in that spot until well after her car has been swallowed by the traffic on Broadway and has disappeared from my view. Then I begin the long walk home.

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The Dream

In my ground floor apartment, I find myself surrounded by a cacophony of isolation. The ceiling fan whirs rhythmically in its feeble effort to dispel the warm, languid air. A car alarm somewhere screams ominously into a disinterested night of a crime long past. My wall clock ticks loudly, incessantly, berating me with its reminder that Time will not yield to my reins. But in the middle of this emotional void I discover a core of warmth; and in it, I recognize her.

It is a revelation that I had not recognized even on the picnic blanket. How had we arrived here? Our relationship had progressed so strangely. Before my wife left it had been all light and air; flirtation without expectation -- or perhaps even desire -- of fulfillment; but one that brought us both an aliveness of possibilities. An aliveness that I had brought home with me, that had actually reinforced my love for my wife, and had helped to energize our listless sex life. I sometimes wondered what my wife would have thought if she had realized that she was the beneficiary of this flirtation. Somehow I don't think she would have sent a thank you note.

At some point, during those last months of growing physical and emotional alienation from my wife, an increasing urgency began creeping into our flirtation. As both of our marriages began to unravel, increasingly we each sought refuge in the fantasy. Somehow, even as it remained unattainable, it filled a void, reminded us that desiring, and being desired, was still possible. The wrenching abandonment of my wife's withdrawal in those last few weeks would have been unbearable if not for the narcotic of her stolen caress. The merest squeeze of her hand during dance class would send a flush of warmth through my core. The careless brush of my hand as we passed -- surreptitiously grazing her soft skin with my fingertips where her blouse pulled slightly away from her slacks... she appeared to remain unfazed, but I noticed she stumbled just a little in a dance that she knew so well.

I had never experienced anything like this before. This strong, fiercely independent beauty, leaving behind her a trail of would-be suitors, actually sought out my company. She was the kind of woman who usually intimidated me, but she was so easy to talk to. We always laughed together, even through grief and loss. Our talks rarely delved into the deeply personal; yet after being with her, I would leave feeling that we had shared something meaningful. 

Sometime during the long months of my second bachelorhood, the feeling of abandonment from my wife gave way to affection and nostalgic regret. But through all of this, she never left my thoughts. For me, there was no longer any impediment to fulfillment of our fantasies. The thought both frightened and excited me. 

But for her, I knew, nothing had changed. This contrast only made her seem even more unattainable. My longing for her began to grow almost intolerable. When we were apart, my life remained fairly normal, such as it was. But in her presence, my wanting of her was no longer just a desire but an almost physical need. In my struggle to control that need that I knew could not be fulfilled, I too must have appeared to her to be withdrawing at times. At other times, I would relish torturing myself with touches through which I teased myself more than her. On the way back from class, I would stroke her thigh while she was driving, wondering how much I could get away with, wondering if I was endangering us. Suddenly worried that this was perhaps too bold, I took her hand off the steering wheel and put her finger tips to my lips. I let them rest there for a while, but I was not content. I parted my lips and tasted her with my tongue -- how I wanted to taste her -- and I heard her sigh slightly, as the car veered momentarily into the adjoining lane.

But then she would go home to her family, and leave me to my internet dates and my singles dances. To women who misrepresented themselves, or who seemed to think of love as a business arrangement, or who thought so much about themselves that there was no room left for intimacy, who professed to enjoy my company so much but understood nothing about me. But she understood...

Is it really you of whom I have become so enamored? Or only my dream of you?

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Pelagic

The rain drives against my building. Sheets of water transform my windowpane into a funhouse mirror that reflects an unfamiliar apparition, and the image seems to jump periodically as the glass buckles with the crack of thunder. Unable to open my windows, I have stripped to my t-shirt and boxers in the hope of escaping the stifling heat. My thighs stick to the leather of the armchair, while the ceiling fan serves only to push hot, stale air into my face. Briefly I entertain the relief that a long, cold drink might bring, the feel of the glass against my palm, the cool liquid dispelling heat as it spreads out from my belly; but the effort seems too great, and I content myself with imagining its relief. I stare transfixed through the image on the pane and into the deluge. While bringing no respite, the storm, inexorable, feels reassuring. After this, surely, we can start anew. 

This sense of hope brings a heightened awareness, and the sounds of the room begin to merge in an improvisation -- the syncopation of a dripping drainpipe, the rim-shots of the ticking clock, the symbol crash of thunder, the dissonant strings of a buzzing fly, swirling around his head as the apparition fades and the cool droplets forming on his glass run down his wrist. He rests on his elbows and listens, only dimly aware of the crowd. The band offers an edgy, impressionistic riff on a familiar tune that he can't place. The musicians have a drunken confidence, their lines bumping up against each other, tripping over each other, but always landing on their feet with a hidden lyricism. But the familiar melody underlying all this remains elusive, and he begins to find the performance dispassionate. His mind drifts, his attention drawn now by the crashing of the waves. He extends his left leg, testing the water with his toes, finding it warm and inviting. He slips easily into the womb of the sea, its warm waters embracing him. Long strands of kelp reach up to him from the abyss and wrap his legs, his torso, his loins, supporting and caressing him as he is swayed by the tidal surge. He feels no fear. He begins to move in counterpoint to the currents, to clutch the enfolding kelp, yearning for its embrace...

He was startled awake by a knock on the door. Foggy from heat and sleep, he stumbled towards the door, the absurdity just dawning on him of an unannounced visitor in the middle of this storm at night. People do not drop in on each other in New York, even in balmy weather. 

As he passed the front window, he looked out and saw her standing on his front step. Suddenly aware of himself, he realized he had not bothered to dress before going to the door. He wondered if she had seen him, or if she had noticed the swelling beneath his shorts. A warm flush passed through his body, and he hesitated for a moment. But she was not looking towards the window -- whether she had not seen him, or was merely maintaining decorum, he was not sure. Perhaps she simply was not the type to look into someone's window. He opened the door.

"What are you...?"

"I had to see you." Her voice cracked slightly. He thought he noticed her glance downward, but her expression showed only sadness.

"You're going to catch pneumonia out there." He stepped back and opened the door further, inviting her in. He looked into her eyes as she stepped into the light in the foyer, but he could not hold her gaze. Her eyes, which he now saw were bloodshot, seemed unable to rest on his face for more than a moment. She wore no raincoat; she was in fact wearing the same light summer clothes that she had worn in the park that afternoon. Those clothes were now soaked through with rain, clinging to her skin. The sight of her made his breath catch. He saw himself in his mind lying with her on the picnic blanket, and the flush returned, stronger now, more focused. His face felt hot, his loins ached. 

"Shouldn't ... didn't you go home? Your family..."

She was staring at the wall just behind his head, her eyes lifeless, her voice flat. "I couldn't face them. I got as far as the FDR ramp. I just pulled over, I wasn't even thinking. I called my daughter and told her I had bumped into an old friend, asked her if she didn't mind getting some TV dinners. I don't even know what I was thinking. I've been wandering up and down Broadway all evening."

For the first time since he had known her, he felt tongue-tied. He felt a surge of affection as he touched the hair that fell limply over her shoulder. "You're soaked."

She continued as though she had not heard him, still no modulation in her voice. "I went into a diner, ordered a glass of wine. God, you would think they would have something besides Gallo. I got some of that Greek crap instead. Tastes like tree sap..."

"Actually it is," he said, restraining a smile.

"...but it didn't help. When I came back outside it was pouring" -- she glanced at the sheets of water on his window pain -- "and I just started walking again. I don't even remember coming here." 

"We need to get you warm."

"Are you kidding? It's like a steam bath in here." 

"I'm serious. Let's get you out of those wet clothes." She looked at him. "I have a robe you can borrow," he added quickly, trying to deny the implication of what he had just said. He went into the back of the apartment, and when he came back, he had a towel and a white silk robe over his arm, and a glass of cordial in his hand. "Here, put this on. Maybe you should change in the bathroom, there are hangers over the tub. I'll have this waiting for you when you come back," he said, indicating the cordial glass with his chin.

"That would be nice." She was looking at him now, intently. The light was beginning to return to her eyes. She took the robe and the towel and went into the bathroom. She closed the door behind her, but not all the way. From where he stood, he caught glimpses of her as she changed. He watched her for a while, but turned away in embarrassment when he thought he heard her hand on the doorknob.

In the bathroom, she peeled off her clammy clothes, and as she tied the towel around her wet hair, she looked at herself in the mirror. In the glass was the image of a middle-aged woman who could easily have passed for ten years younger, who had in fact been the object of many a teenage boy's fantasy, the kind of "older woman" whose features, like a fine wine, had only improved with age. Her complexion was flawless; her skin alluringly soft and smooth. Her prominent cheek bones gave way to small crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, which attested to her buoyant disposition, made her look as though she were always smiling; while the frivolous effervescence of her youth had given way to a beguiling drollness. Her breasts were full, lifted by her perfect posture, with nipples like ripe raspberries. The slight padding around her midsection, against which she had battled continuously for seventeen years since her first child was born, only made her more voluptuous. 

But her good humor had faded of late, and this was not the image that she saw under the harsh light of the bare bulb. Her gaze was drawn to the smallest flaws, reminding her of the passage of time. Ridiculously, the wrinkles behind her eyes seemed to dominate her face; the soft skin of her neck seemed to her a witch's jowl; that small stretch mark near the top of her left breast seemed monumental. Why would anyone want this? she wondered. Why would he want this? She quickly pulled on the robe and pulled the belt tight, trying to suck in her gut as she did so. Sheepishly, she stepped into the hallway, again avoiding his gaze.

"Feeling better?" he asked, trying to be nonchalant. He met her as she came into the living room, extending his hand. "Do you like Cointreau? It'll help you warm up." As she took the glass from him, their fingers brushed, and a jolt of electricity shot straight through her womb. She took a long sip of the fragrant liquid, and as she did so, the electric current was followed by a rush of hot blood. She felt wobbly. She could not look at him.

Trying for the second time that day to read her gaze, he took the glass from her hand and set it on the coffee table. Then he reached over and loosened the towel from her head, gently pulling her towards him as he did. He turned her face towards his, and now, finally, their eyes met. 

"God, you are so beautiful," he said. She took a quick breath as if to speak, but he touched his finger to her lips, and she exhaled again with a sigh. He leaned forward slightly, uncertainly. But there was no protest, no turning aside, no averting the gaze. She met him, and his heart skipped. They touched their lips lightly, tentatively. His hand rested on the back of her neck; he wanted to pull her to him, but he waited.

She allowed herself to melt into his arms, her back arched slightly, head back, mouth open, in a posture of complete supplication. 

"Are you sure you..." 

She did not wait for him to finish his question. With a shrug of her shoulders her robe fell to her waist, like petals falling from a flower. Her hair was still wet from the rain, and the water trickled down her body and clung to her in mesmerizing droplets. Slowly, he began to dab at them with the towel, his gaze falling now on her flushed skin, now on her burning eyes. With his free hand he tugged on the belt of the robe. It yielded easily. As she was opened to him, she did not feel exposed; she felt a sense of liberation. In fact, for the first time in years, she felt beautiful. He pressed his lips against the stretch mark on her left breast, and he lingered there. His breath felt hot against her skin. She put her hand in his hair, pressing him closer to her breast. He traced its curve, slowly, with small kisses, until he found its peak. Taking it between his lips, he felt it harden against his tongue. Fleetingly he imagined himself as a suckling child, but her labored breathing and a low moan dispelled that thought. She felt like the nerve endings in her nipple were wired directly to her groin. She pulled him toward her, and with a step, found herself supine on the couch, his body covering hers. He continued the progress of his kisses, savoring the salt of her sweat, and as he approached his goal, her back arched involuntarily. She was a sweet and pungent delicacy, a banquet in which he could indulge all night without her being used up.

At length she tried to speak, but found it difficult to be coherent. "Here... up..." 

He looked up at her, and the interruption of her ecstasy enabled her to catch her breath. "I want you up here," she said, pulling weakly at his arm. He obeyed. Hungrily she covered his mouth with hers, tasting herself on his lips. She found this unexpectedly exciting, and searched for more with her tongue. With her left hand she clawed at his shorts. They clasped each other greedily, and she reached up to him with her hips, caressing his loins with her inner lips. She was delirious now, she could not bear this, she longed to be filled. He entered her easily, her heat embracing him. They swayed now, as with a tidal surge, now in counterpoint to the currents, the entire fiber of their beings focused on the liquid heat, until a long, irresistible wave coursed through their bodies. 




The Dream



The following story is part of a larger story. It was written at the request of a friend. I hope you enjoy it. :) 

*

Dusk was quickly coming as Kita and the panther made their way through the dense forest. Night sounds began filling the air, nocturnal noises filling the void. As they neared the river, Kita noticed a small pool shooting off the river itself. She smiled to herself and looked forward to the coming swim. Setting her pack on the forest floor, Kita turned to the panther and nodded before walking to the edge of the pool. 

Quickly Kita shed her clothing and waded into the water. The sudden coldness of the water on her warm skin caused her nipples to harden instantly. Quickly she ducked under the water, submerging herself completely. The cool water felt heavenly as she kicked her feet, swimming across to the opposite bank then returning again, staying nearly submerged in the water until her body numbed from the cold. 

The panther moved to a nearby tree, sitting down to watch the human intently in the water. Ever alert, the panther gazed at Kita as she swam in the pool, awaiting her companion to leave the cool confines of the water and settle into sleep for the evening. 

Sighing in contentment, and finally feeling a bit drowsy, Kita moved to the edge of the river, water glistening on her skin as it traveled down her body. Shivering slightly, she gathered her clothing and walked naked back into the cover of the forest. As she passed the panther, she reached out to run her fingertips along its head, feeling the soft fur as the panther nuzzled Kita's hand. 

Setting her clothing to the side, Kita quickly made camp, rolling out her bedroll. The warm night air quickly dried the last of the water drops from her body, as she moved about the simple camp, preparing for bed. Kita inclined her head towards the panther as it made its way to her side. "We should start out again early. We still have much ground to cover before we reach the edge of the forest." 

Without another word Kita climbed naked into her bedroll, for once feeling safe knowing the panther would alert her to any danger long before it was close enough to be a real problem. Reaching for her dagger, Kita placed it within easy reach beneath her bedroll, but still hidden. Closing her eyes, Kita slowly drifted off to sleep.

The moon hung high in the sky, the night sounds but a whisper on the wind. Kita awoke feeling the intense electricity in the air. She rolled onto her side, reaching for her dagger and scanned the area around her. Seeing nothing, not even the panther, she crept quietly from the warmth of her bed, listening intently for what had awoken her. 

The sound of splashing water drew her to the riverbank. Kita looked out across the river and gasped as she saw Lena waist deep in the river, now turning to face her because of the escaped sound from Kita's lips. Lena smiled, unashamed of her nakedness as she slowly walked towards the bank, now standing face to face with Kita. "Kita..."

Shaking her head, Kita couldn't believe she would be dreaming of her friend, yet again, and nude. Kita took a step back unconsciously; as she blushed looking down Lena's body then up again and into deep emerald green eyes, a soft whisper escaping, "Another dream..."

Lena smiled and reached for Kita's hand, taking it in her own and slowly bringing it to her lips. She softly kissed the palm of Kita's hand and looked at her friend questioningly, "Am I now the object of your desires Kita? To dream of me yet again?"

Blushing madly, Kita pulled her hand free, dropping her gaze, only to blush more as she realized her own nakedness. "Lena. I..." Kita shook her head trying to clear her thoughts and wondering how she could even be dreaming such a thing.

"You what?" Lena stepped closer to Kita, placing her fingertip beneath the other woman's chin and lifting it to look into her eyes. "Tell me what you desire Kita. As you said, this is a dream is it not?"

A wildly beating heart filled Kita's ears and she realized it was her own. She silently wondered why this was happening again. What was it she desired? Her friend was once again naked in a dream with nothing to stop Kita from looking her fill, which she did blushing all the more, feeling it warm her body.

Lena leaned so close that her lips nearly touched the other woman's lips. Her breath hot against the lips of her friend as she whispered, voice filled with desire. "I want you Kita. Please don't deny me again." 

Before Kita could answer, Lena's lips covered her own. Liquid fire burned through her body as she felt her friend's body push up against her own, soft skin against soft skin. Lena's hands moved to pull Kita even closer, fingertips now caressing her lower back. Kita's body burned hotly as lips moved over hers, tasting and licking.

Nails traced slow patterns on Kita's lower back, as Lena deepened the kiss, wanting more and not stopping to give her friend the chance to think and back out. She pushed Kita back up against a nearby tree, her hands now moving slowly up Kita's sides, delighting in the feel of warm smooth skin against the palms of her hands.

Rough bark bit into Kita's back, an intense contrast to the smooth hands moving up her sides. Conscious thought was no longer possible as her body took over, feeling every touch and movement of the woman pressed against her. A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt Lena gently move her hands between their bodies and gently cup her breasts. 

Purring, Lena traced over the other woman's nipples with her thumbs. She trailed kisses along Kita's jaw line, slowly to her earlobe taking it between her teeth and biting gently as she pinched the other woman's nipples, tugging lightly. Lena's tongue trailed along the outside of her lover's ear, slowly up then down to the earlobe again, before whispering, "Kita, let me love you." 

Cool air touched Kita's skin as the other woman pulled away, taking her hand and leading her to the bedroll. Unable to speak, Kita allowed the other woman to lead her, and then lay her down on the bedroll. Heat filled her body as Lena moved over her, half lying on top, hands now caressing over Kita's stomach slowly. 

Lena leaned in slowly; lips brushing against the pulse in Kita's neck, holding herself back from biting as she traced it with her tongue then kissed the throbbing spot. Her right hand caressed up and over Kita's stomach slowly inching towards her breasts again. Cupping one breast in her hand, she pinched the nipple between thumb and forefinger, purring as she heard her lover gasp and then moan.

Arching her back, pushing her breast more firmly into the hand giving her such pleasure, Kita moaned again when she felt her nipple being pinched a bit harder before being released, the hand now moving down her body, over her stomach, across her hip, down the top of her thigh then slowly up the inside. Unconsciously, her thighs parted allowing her lover complete access. 

Wasting no time, Lena trailed her nails up the inside of Kita's thigh, loving the soft moans coming from the woman beneath her. Her lips pressed against the pulse in Kita's neck, tongue flicking over it as her nails moved higher still, fingers so close she could feel the heat radiating from her lover's sex. Lena's fingertips slid slowly over Kita's moist lips, purring at the warm wetness. Lena flicked her tongue over Kita's pulse once more before biting slightly, at the same time pushing a finger slowly into her lover.

Moaning deep in her throat, Kita dug her nails into the other woman's back, as her body was invaded for the first time. Closing her eyes and biting down on her lower lip, she lifted her hips unconsciously wanting and needing the unimaginable. Whimpering as she felt the emptiness as Lena slid her finger nearly free only to push it in again deeply, until the palm of her hand pushed against Kita's clit causing her to moan loudly, body lifting nearly off the bedroll.

Lena smiled to herself, feeling her lover moving beneath her, loving the power she held over the other woman. She pulled her finger free of Kita's body, lifted it to her own lips and sucked it into her mouth, moaning as she had her first taste of the woman beneath her. She smirked slightly, still sucking on her finger as she watched Kita open her eyes and blush deeply.

Blushing bright red, Kita was unable to take her eyes away from the other woman as Kita sucked on her own finger. Kita's eyes widened as she watched the other woman pull her finger from her mouth then trace Kita's lips with it. Closing her eyes again, Kita felt the other woman's lips brush her own, tongue tracing the path the finger had already made. 

Lena traced the other woman's lips with her tongue, before slipping it past, allowing Kita to taste herself in the kiss. Her hand moved down between Kita's thighs once more, finger pressing into the moist center, purring at the way Kita's body not only accepted the invasion but also seemed to demand it by sucking her finger deeper.

Kissing Kita deeply, Lena purred into the kiss as she felt the other woman moan when a second finger was added to the first, pushing deeper than before. Lena held her fingers deep and made a come hither motion, caressing the other woman from the inside, loving the feel of Kita's body gripping her fingers tightly. Her thumb brushed over Kita's clit, causing the woman beneath her to jump slightly and tighten her legs around Lena's hand.

Lena moved to nuzzle Kita's neck as she slowly began to move her fingers in the other woman. Feather light kisses moved along Kita's neck to her shoulder and up again to her ear. "I love the way you feel Kita. So warm. I could touch you forever."

Her body burning hotter and hotter, Kita thought she would die from it. The feeling of fingers moving inside of her nearly drove her mad. Heat filled her from head to toe as she felt pressure on her clit; Lena's thumb moving over it as her fingers thrusted deeply inside, over and over again.

The pressure built deep inside her body, threatening to overtake her. Kita cried out, moaning deeply at the intensity of the building feelings. Her hips now moving with each thrust of Lena's fingers as she softly begged for something she didn't know she needed. "Please Lena. Please."

"Please what my lover? Please take you over the edge. Show you what you are truly seeking?" Lena thrust her fingers deep inside, burying them completely, pushing her thigh up against her hand causing her fingers to push even deeper.

Liquid fire and electricity shot through Kita's body as it exploded in sensation. All she could do was hold on to the other woman as she fought for control over her own body. Tingling pins and needles moved throughout her as her body writhed beneath Lena's. 

Lena held her fingers deep inside until the other woman's body slowly released its death grip. Smiling to herself, Lena pulled her fingers free, licked them before sucking them into her mouth, moaning at the sweet taste. She then kissed Kita deeply before pulling away. "Sleep well my love. I will visit you again soon." 

Kita closed her eyes as she felt the other woman pull away and leave her, the cool air caressing her burning body. Rolling to her side she opened her eyes and looked into the eyes of the panther. It licked her face then settled down next to her to sleep. "Another dream. What is going on with me?" She lightly stroked the panther's head and closed her own eyes settling back into dreamless sleep.



The Dream



I woke up flat on my back in a strange room, crossways on a strange bed. What was even stranger was the cute little brunette about half my age sitting astraddle my hips. 

"Hey sleepyhead, are you going to sleep your life away?" She asked with an impish grin as she wiggled her hip from side to side. 

The fact that we were both fully dressed, wandered around in my brain looking for some answers. When it didn't find any, I asked, "Uh, who are you and where am I?"

"You're at my house and on my bed," she answered as though that explained everything. 

I closed my eyes and let my brain free associate for a while, hoping that something would come to me. Well, it did in a way; the young woman lay down on top of me and softly kissed my lips. With a mental shrug I kissed her back. Pretty soon my hands wandered up to caress and then explore her back and butt. This brought a purring moan to her throat and an increase in the intensity of the kiss.

Just as quick as she had kissed me, she broke the kiss and sat up. She smiled down at me as she let out a deep sigh. "We had better behave ourselves for a little while longer," she said and then grinned.

"Oh, why is that?" I asked, hoping for some information that would stir my memory.

"Because my husband is sitting in the living room, reading his newspaper," she answered still grinning.

Oh boy, that wasn't something I wanted to hear. "Uh, do you think this is a good idea? You and me in here on your bed with him out there." I asked slowly.

She continued to grin as she replied, "Well, it's his day off and my night out." When I looked at her funny, she chuckled and explained, "I give him one day a week off, and he gives me one night a week off from our marriage." 

When I continued to stare at her, she laughed and added, "Tag, you're it."

Where the hell had I met this crazy lady, my mind asked? The last thing I remembered, I had been drinking beer and shooting darts at a local club. No, wait a minute; I had been talking to two women at a table in the corner. This girl was neither one of them. 

I hadn't been all that drunk, so I asked her, "Where did we meet, and how did I get here?"

She leaned forward, lying back down on my chest. "You were talking with two ladies and I use that term loosely, up at the club. To make a long story short, they slipped something into your beer but I hustled you out of there. They had plans on rolling you for everything you had; all I had in mind was fucking your brains out. Which sounds like the better way to go?"

I looked at her sharply for a second and then replied, "Hmmmm, let me think. Decisions, decisions. I hate to make hasty decisions." We both chuckled and then I added, "Talk about your no brainers."

"That's what I figured," the girl said and sat back up. "Why don't you catch a little more of a nap? My husband leaves for work in about an hour and then we can take up where we left off with that kiss a minute ago. You do kiss pretty good for an old man and you've got gentle hands. That's two of the three things I like in a man." She chuckled to herself as she got off me and then off the bed. 

I wasn't sure exactly what to say, so I said nothing. I figured we could talk after hubby got out of here and I felt a little safer. Standing beside the bed, she reached out and ran her hand over the front of my levies. I'd had this raging hard on ever since our kiss and as she gave me a gentle squeeze, she grinned and said, "Hmmmm, and there is the third thing I like on a man." She chuckled and added, "Ok, you nap and I'll be back in a little while to wake you up." 

Before I could think of anything to say, she gave me another squeeze and headed out the bedroom door, turning off the light and closing the door behind her.

*****

I must have dozed off. I woke up to find the girl sitting on my hips again, only this time she was completely nude except for a very short gauzy white wrap, that was held together in front with a thin silk ribbon. She had my shirt unbuttoned and was licking and sucking on my nipple. My raging hard-on was back with a vengeance.

When she glanced up and saw my eyes open, she grinned and said, "Hi, welcome back. I hope you don't mind, I got more comfortable and decided to start early." 

She grinned again and leaned down to run her tongue around and over the hard nub of my right nipple. When she nipped at it gently with her teeth, my body jerked and a soft moan came from deep in my throat. 

"I think you like that," she said softly as she moved over to the other nipple and treated it the same way. When my body jerked again, she added. "Yeah, you like that, alright."

She scooted up and kissed me lightly on the lips. "I hope you don't mind me taking advantage of you. It's not something I do very often. My husband was hurt at work, right after we got married. The accident caused permanent damage to his manhood and he hasn't had an erection since. We have a fairly good sex life, all things considered, but ever so often, I need something more. It's been about six months since I took advantage of our deal. I love him and he loves me, so I try to be good for as long as possible." 

She kissed me softly and then went on. "I saw you last night and you seemed to be a really nice guy, that's something that's hard to find around here."

My mind had a lot of question but my body had other ideas, so I reached up, pulled her head down, and kissed her. It started out soft and sweet. I alternated between kissing her and nibbling on her lips. The second time I nibbled, she whimpered softly and kissed me back with wild abandon. My fingers tangled in her hair lightly and I kissed her even harder as my other hand explored her body in gentle caresses.

With a whimpering moan, she pulled away, breaking the kiss and looked down at me. She took a couple of deep breaths and smiled. "Damn, I think I made a good choice. If I would let myself go, I think you could make me come just kissing me." 

Grinning, I pulled her head back down so I could kiss her some more. Only this time, I rolled us over until I was on top. I kissed her with growing passion and then I nibbled and kissed my way along her jaw line to her ear. As I worked my way down her neck to the junction of it and her shoulder, she shivered and rolled her head to the side, giving me freer access. 

I held most of my weight up off her with my forearms and I could feel the hard nipples atop her small breast rubbing against my chest as she breathed in short quick breaths. When I moved down and took several slow lingering licks around the base and sides of her left breast, she moaned softly and arched her back slightly. I moved my head and did the same to the right. She moaned again and arched her back even more. 

She expected me to attack her nipples next but I didn't. I moved downward, trailing soft kisses and licks across her stomach to her smooth hairless mound. A growing whimper followed my mouth and tongue, only to be replaced with a whine of disappointment when I stood up. 

Her eyes opened and she looked up at me questioningly. I grinned and took off my shirt. I took my time taking off my boots, socks, and finally my pants. When I lowered the levies and my member sprang into sight, it was her turn to wear a big grin.

I leaned forward and untied the silk ribbon holding the front of the short robe loosely together. I took a side of the robe in each hand and opened it fully, as I let my eyes wander over her. So much woman in such a small package. A cute pixie face framed with short dark hair, sat atop a long slender neck. Straight shoulders framed prominent collarbones, with small cone shaped breasts below that. Her rib cage tapered into a flat stomach and a narrow waist that accentuated the flare of her hips. 

She still had her legs spread wide, from where I had been laying between them. Her sex was completely free of hair and was very short and low between her thighs. The outer lips were a shade or two darker than the rest of her skin and the thin inner lips were slightly open and a bright pink. I could see her clit starting to peek out from the top folds and there was a silver barbell through the skin horizontally, right above it. 

I looked up at her face, grinned as I bent over, and flicked the tip of my tongue against the exposed bud of her clit. Her stomach muscles jerked sharply and she took a quick gasping breath. 

"Oh, you like that do you?" I asked, not expecting an answer as I flicked it again harder. 

Her stomach jumped hard enough to move her hips as she said loudly, "Oh, hell yes." 

I flicked it once more, with the same reaction from her. I ran my hands and arms under her lower thighs, laid the upper part of my body on the bed, and lifted her ass up off the bed. I used two finger of one hand to gently pull upward on the barbell, causing her clit to pop completely out from under its hood and to stand up tall and proud. For such a small girl, she had a very large clit. It was nearly as big around as a pencil erasure and about three eights of an inch tall. 

I put my lips around it, sucking softly as I ran the tip of my tongue around and over it. Her hips went to jerking and bucking as her legs went straight up in the air. A deep, loud groaning moan started in her chest and got louder as I continued to lick and tease her clit. Her hands flew to the back of my head as the moan quickly turned to a loud yell and her whole body tensed up as she came. 

I continued to suck gently and rhythmically on her clit but stopped licking it until she had settled back on the bed. Then I applied my tongue to it again with a firm pressure and slowly massaged it. Her stomach jerked at the first touch but then she relaxed and her hips took up a slow lazy circling in counterpoint to the way my tongue moved. 

Her first climax had been short, quick, and sudden. The one she was building to now was taking longer and each time I felt her tense, I would stop my tongue and just suck. About the fourth time I did this, she whimper and hunched her hips against my face. I let her do that for almost a full minute before I began to run the tip of my tongue around and round her clit. She groaned loudly and pulled at my head. 

Her orgasm was building and building and I continued with the circles until she was almost sitting up from her stomach muscles tightening. When I finally did flick my tongue against her clit, she literally exploded with a very loud yell. 

I flicked my tongue back and forth across the swollen bud as the yell went on and her legs clamped down around my shoulders. Her body was rocking and jerking so hard that I had to hold on tightly with my arms to keep in contact with her clit.

This orgasm was long and drawn out and much more intense than the first one had been. When she finally started to push at my head, I stopped flicking her clit and raised my head slightly so I could take a couple of long slow gentle licks across it with my whole tongue. This brought on a long drawn out yell from her as her orgasm kicked back in and up a notch. 

Her hands were now holding my head in place as I took several more long licks. Her hips were rotating up in little short jerks as my tongue ran across her clit. After nearly another minute and a half, she reached her limit and once again pushed my head away. 

I lifted my head and looked down the length of her body to see her fingers rolling and pinching her long hard nipples. Her eyes were squeezed tightly shut, a look of total lust and pleasure on her face. Her legs were still tightly wrapped around my shoulders and her hips were working up and down to a rhythm of their own. Her clit was even larger now, almost a half-inch long, and a glistening bright dark red. 

"Yes, you definitely like that, don't you?" I asked with a big grin. 

Her head moved slowly up and down in a single nod. I took a slow lick up first one outer lip and then the other. Her hips quivered and her hands were back on my head gently pushing it away. I released my hold on the barbell and watched as the hood slipped down against her swollen clit. She shivered slightly again and moved her feet back to the bed, releasing my shoulders.

As I got up off the bed, my eyes were drawn to the large wet spot on the bedspread right under her sex. The area around her sex was shiny and wet looking, as was the crease of her ass. 

"For such a little lady you sure make a big mess," I said with a chuckle.

Her eyes flickered open and she smiled up at me. She took a deep breath and replied in a raspy voice. "It's been a long, long time since I came that hard, especially after just having one orgasm. I was wondering if you were trying to kill me. If you were, wow, what a way to go."

I grinned at her and then laughed. After a moment, I said, "Well, you're the one that kidnapped me, remember. Be careful what you wish for, you might get it. I happen to enjoy getting my brains fucked out, as you so delicately put it. I also like returning the flavor, uh, I mean, favor." I chuckled as she looked at me wide eyed.

"You're sure off to a good start," she said softly as she stretched her arms over her head and then stretched her legs straight out. After a moment, she spread her legs and said, "You weren't kidding about me making a mess, it feels like a lake down there."

I grinned and told her, "Roll over and let me take care of that for you. I've got a special way with messes."

She cocked her head to the side and then she replied with a grin, "I just bet you do." 

She looked at me a moment longer and then slowly turned over. "Well, I'm game for trying almost anything at least once, so do your worst or your best, whichever is better."

I reached down, placed a hand under each of her hips, and lifted until she was on her knees. I used my hands to indicate that I wanted her to spread her knees father apart. She started to push up onto her hands but I put my hand on her back and gently pushed her back down. 

I stepped back to admire my handy work. "My, oh my, you do have one beautiful butt," I said softly and then gave out with a soft wolf whistle.

She giggled and said, "I don't think so, it's skinny and flat."

"You should see it from where I'm standing." I replied, which brought a laugh from her. "I've always been an ass man and believe me when I say; this is one of the most beautiful one's I've ever had the honor to view."

Whatever reply she was going to make was lost in a loud gasp, as I leaned over and buried my tongue in her dripping wet sex. She moaned loudly and then gasped again as I ran my tongue up the crack of her ass. 

"Oh God, I am going to die now," she whispered sharply and moaned loudly as I returned my tongue to the depths of her vagina. 

I stayed away from her clit but took my time and gave her a complete tongue bath from her slit to her tailbone. By the time I moved onto the bed behind her, she was moaning almost continuously and breathing hard and fast. 

When I brushed the head of my manhood against her hot wet opening, she jerked in surprise and gasped loudly. "Oh, please, yes," she said in a loud breathy voice.

I returned the head of my manhood to her opening and pressed forward into her tightness. God, it was like trying to get myself into the opening of a coke bottle. She yelled incoherently and wiggled her ass from side to side and then up and down. I slipped into her slowly as shiver after shiver ran up and down her body. 

By the time I was fully seated in her tight hot sex, I was fighting not to come. I had wondered about her story earlier and how true it was. Well, now I had my answer. We both held still with my hips pressed tightly against her firm ass for several minutes. The only movement was the rhythmic pulsing and squeezing of her inner muscles and her rapid breathing. 

Finally she took a deep shuddering breath and blew it out sharply. "I'm going to come as soon as you move," she whispered. "Just don't stop when I do. Fuck me with long slow strokes and hold on, this is going to be one wild ride."

"What's going to keep me from coming right along with you?" I whispered back.

She giggled and whispered, "You better not, I want a long slow fuck." She took a deep breath and slowly flexed her hips. "But if you do, we'll just take a short break while I blow you back up." 

As she giggled again, I moved my hips back slowly. The giggle broke down into a loud moaning groan as her hips jerked and bucked in my hands. I paused with just the head of my dick in her and then I eased my hips forward until they once again were pressed against her ass. The groan was a continuous whining, undulating yell. 

I reversed direction and got a better grip on her bucking hips; she would have finger marks in the morning. She hadn't been wrong about the wild ride. I held on tight and fucked her with long slow strokes.

She went through a long series of short, quick, intense orgasms before she settled down and started to push back against me at the bottom of each stroke. How I had lasted this long, I had no idea but I was enjoying every second of it. Her insides were alternating between crushing me and a fluttering caress that was driving me nuts. 

Speaking of which, her juices were flowing down across my balls in a tickling stream. If I let myself think about all this for more than a second at a time, I knew I'd explode, and I wanted this to last as long as possible, for both our sakes. 

A whining moan was starting to build deep in her chest, as she slammed back against me harder on each stroke. She was building to a monster of an orgasm and I sped my strokes up and strengthened them to help her along. Her noises grew louder as my hips started to slap her ass with a solid sound. After a moment, she stopped moving and let me have my way with her. My orgasm was building very quickly, matching hers. 

Suddenly, she lowered her back and yelled loudly as her hips jerked and rolled up and down. As if on cue, my orgasm broke over me like a waterfall, jet after hot jet of semen squirting into her even hotter depths. Her yell went up a notch as she pressed back tightly against me, driving me even deeper inside. 

We stayed this way, like two statues for several minutes and then she slowly slid forward to lay prone on the bed, with me on top of her. My semi hard manhood still buried in her churning depths. I was trying to keep my weight off her upper body but I didn't seem to have any strength left. 

"Let's roll over onto our sides before I crush you," I managed to say. She nodded and followed me as I rolled off her, so we could cuddle up spoon fashion. 

*****

I woke up slowly, wonder in my mind from the erotic dream I had had. I sighed noisily and started to stretch. That's when I realized that there was a warm body pressed tightly up against mine and we were still firmly attached to each other.

The girl wiggled her hips slowly and giggled. "Damn, I thought I had only dreamed about a hard dick. What a way to wake up." 

I chuckled and said, "I thought I was having a wild dream too, until I woke up and you were here."

She wiggled her hips again and then we both groaned as she moved away from me, pulling my manhood out of her velvety vagina. "Roll over onto your back," she said softly. "I want some more of that thing but I want to be on top and facing you."

She straddled me, rubbing her clit, and slit along my shaft with a soft moan. "Damn, that feels so good. A girl could get used to this, if she let herself." 

She moaned a little louder and then lifted her hips and my shaft to center it in her opening. She moaned loudly as she slowly lowered her sex over me. I added a groan of my own to it, which didn't end until she was sitting on my hips. 

She sat there for a second and then a smile slowly crossed her lips and her eyes fluttered open. "Oh God, I love that feeling. I don't realize how much I miss it until I feel it again. I hope you're not married or attached because I want to do this again from time to time. Hubby has worried about a couple of the younger guys I've had in the past but I don't think he would have a problem with you." 




The Dream



She rocked her hips slightly and sighed deeply. "I know I don't have a problem with this, it feels perfect to me."

"I'm happily single," I said as I reached up and covered her breasts with my hands, gently massaged them, lightly rubbing my palms against her hard nipples. 

She arched her back and whimpered softly. "Hmmm, such strong but gentle hands," she whispered softly as she leaned forward and placed her hands on my chest. 

Slowly she started to rock her hips as she lifted them a short distance and then lowered herself back down. The whimpering sound came back deep in her chest. 

She relaxed a moment and opened her eyes. "Yes, I could definitely get used to this."

I let my hands wander down along her sides until they were on her hips. I gently urged her to move upward, which she did with a sharp intake of a breath and a whimper as she slowly settled back onto my lap. She sighed deeply and leaned forward to kiss me as my hands explored her back and butt. 

Slowly her hips started to rock back and forth as the kiss heated up. It was only a few minutes before she broke the kiss with a loud groan and laid her head on my shoulder. I held her tightly as her breathing slowly calmed back to normal.

*****

I was to the point of thinking she had went back to sleep, when she sighed deeply and slowly sat up. She grinned down at me and then said, "You're in big trouble, you know that, don't you?" 

I grinned at her and replied, "Who me? How could I be in trouble? All I'm doing is laying here and relaxing, while a warm wonderful woman fucks her brains out on me. How much trouble can I get in doing that?"

She laughed and started to slowly raise and lower herself on my hard dick. "You could have to do this once a week; how's that for trouble." She replied breathily.

"I could think of a lot of things worse," I said with a soft groan of my own. 

Her loud moaning mixed with my groan as she slowly fucked herself. After a moment or two, my hips started to move on their own, in counterpoint to her movements. I was trying to hold my climax back as hers slowly built. Suddenly, she stopped moving up and down and rubbed her clit hard and fast against my pelvic bone. 

As she gave out with a loud yell, her insides clamped down on me, which set me off. My coming drove her climax to a higher plain and she yelled even louder, bouncing her hips with short quick jerks against me. As she stopped moving, I sat up and wrapped my arms around her. 

Her mouth searched for mine for a second and then she was kissing the hell out of me. I returned the kiss and slowly rocked her on my lap. The kiss went on until she was trying to kiss me and moan at the same time. A moment later, she broke the kiss with a soft yell and rocked even harder against me. I held her as she came again very hard.

When her hips stopped moving, I slowly lay back and brought her with me. She sighed deeply and nestled her head on my shoulder. With a smile, I stroked her hair with one hand and her back with the other. 

"Her husband had better worry about me instead of those boys." Shot across my mind and I gave a short sigh of my own.

*****

We lay there for a long time. I was just enjoying holding her, as my mind played fantasy games, which I knew would never happen. She sighed deeply and said softly, "I think I'm the one in trouble." She sighed again and slowly sat up. 

My manhood had softened and when she moved it slowly eased out of her still tight womanhood. She rocked her hips from side to side and giggled softly. "I think I broke it." 

I chuckled and nodded, "You sure did, you took all the stuffing out of it."

She laughed and looked down between us and said, "Damn, we made a big mess, didn't we."

"What's this we, paleface." I replied with a laugh. "Yeah, I know, I helped."

"I think it's time for a shower, that is if my legs will carry me that far," she said as she scooted down my legs. 

About my ankles she paused and leaned forward to take a lick at the sticky mess covering my manhood. With a grin she said, "Hmmm, we taste pretty good together. That's another thing I miss; being able to suck a hard dick until it fills my mouth with sweet pungent cum." 

She took another lick along my soft shaft, which made it twitch. She grinned again and went on. "I can suck on hubbies and he likes it but he doesn't react. He says it feels good but it's a big let down for me." 

She took a deep breath and moved over off the side of the bed. "Come on sleepyhead, you can scrub my back and all those other hard to reach places," she said as she turned to walk toward the bathroom, swiveling her hips from side to side. 

She paused at the door, looked back over her shoulder with a grin, and shook her ass at me. "I might even let you play with my ass, if you're a good boy." With a giggle, she disappeared into the bathroom.

With a chuckle, I rolled over and got off the bed. "I'll show her how a man plays with a woman's ass and just how good of a boy I can be. " I thought to myself, with another chuckle as I headed for the bathroom.

*****

The girl was adjusting the water in the tile shower, when I walked up behind her and kissed her on the neck, my hands going around to cup her breasts. She giggled and rolled her head to the side, allowing me to kiss even more of her long neck. 

She sighed and asked, "Are you always this affectionate or do you just like being kidnapped?" 

I chuckled but kept on kissing her neck. A low murmur of pleasure started deep in her chest as I moved my kisses to the nape of her neck. 

A soft buzzing chirping sound came from the bedroom which caused the girl to sigh and say, "Well, we have about an hour and a half before hubby gets home and I turn back into a pumpkin."

I gave her neck one last kiss and squeezed her breasts gently before I replied, "Then I had better wash your back quickly, if I want time to play with your ass."

She laughed and turned around to kiss me. The warm water had her skin all slippery as I caressed her back and butt. I slipped two fingers in the deep cleft between her ass cheeks and ran them slowly down from her tailbone to her even more slippery opening. As the fingertips bumped across her anus, she gave a little jerk and then kissed me even harder. 

I moved the fingers back up and teased her asshole with one of them, which made her moan. After a moment, I pressed against the tight ring of muscles and the fingertip slipped inside. She moaned loudly as she came up onto her toes and spread her feet wider apart. I held the fingertip still for a second and then wiggled it gently before moving it slowly back and forth. 

She moaned deeply again and stuck her ass out farther, pressing my finger deeper. She released my neck with one arm and reached down to wrap her fingers around my semi hard manhood. She stroked my shaft as I fingered her ass, which soon had me moaning as much as she was. 

Suddenly, she broke the kiss with a yell as a shaking jerk ran up and down her body. I held my finger in place, feeling the muscles in her ass clamping and relaxing, as a major orgasm took a hold of her body. When a final little shiver ran up and down her body, I eased the finger out of her, which brought the shiver back even harder than before.

I stroked her back and butt as she held onto me. Her legs were shaking slightly, as she took a deep shuttering breath and blew it out noisily. About the third time she did this, she giggled and looked up at me. 

"When you said, you were going to play with my ass, I thought you meant, you were going to caress it and even squeeze it, but I didn't even think about you sticking your finger in it." She giggled again and added, "That's virgin territory back there." 

She sighed and kissed me lightly on the lips. "Hubby teases me there every so often but that's all. I like it when he does but I didn't know I could have an orgasm from a finger in it. I wonder what...." She let the sentence trail off as her hand once more stroked my hard shaft.

I chuckled and said, "There's only one way to find out but it takes time to get you ready so it doesn't hurt." I paused to kiss her lightly and then went on, "We don't have that kind of time right now."

She sighed and then grinned before she said, "Then I guess there will definitely have to be a next time. You've got me curious as hell and you know us women, that's not a nice thing to do. We have to find out the answer, just because." She laughed and kissed me again. 

When she broke the kiss, I chuckled and said, "Ok short stuff, hand me the soap and I'll clean you up before I get you messy one more time." She laughed and did as I asked.

By the time I had her soaped up from neck to toes, she was breathing hard and moaning softly. When I stood up from washing her feet, I moved her under the water and rinsed her off. I turned off the water and we got out of the shower stall. I used a large towel to dry her off. 

As I started to dry myself, she went down onto her knees, sucked the head of my dick into her mouth, and bathed the head with quick fluttering flicks of her tongue. She did like to suck a dick and she was proving to be an expert at it. By the time, I had my upper body dried off; she had me on the edge of coming. 

I dropped the towel and put my hands on her shoulders. "You're fixing to get a big mess all your own, if you're not careful," I said in a way of warning, but all she did was to suck me harder and deeper into her mouth and look up into my eyes. 

Her tongue was working like a mad butterfly along the bottom of my shaft. With a deep groan, I came long and hard in her mouth. This brought a soft moan from deep in her chest as she swallowed and continued to suck on me, her tongue caressing my shaft all along its length. 

Now it was my turn to have shaky legs. I held onto her shoulders for support. She bobbed her head slowly up and down along my shaft, with a pause at the top and bottom for her tongue to flutter madly. As I slowly softened, she paid more attention to the head and then finally released me. 

With a big grin, she said, "I got my wish on that one didn't I. You taste yummy all by yourself." 

She stood up and kissed me lightly on the lips for a second before I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed. With a grin, I pulled the covers up over her and then kissed her softly on the forehead. She watched me closely as I slowly dressed. When I was ready, I leaned over and kissed her gently on the lips. 

I used the pen on the nightstand and wrote my number on a pad of paper. "When you feel like you need a night out again, call me."

"I don't know your name," she said softly.

"That's right and I don't know yours, but someday we'll meet and be introduced." I replied in a whisper before I turned and walked out of the room.



The Dream



The dark-haired girl fell asleep at her desk with her laptop open to the page of accounting numbers she was finishing for her job. Almost immediately, she started dreaming about one of her handsome coworkers.~

She was sitting in his lap and they were kissing, trailing their tongues across each other's mouth as she breathed a warm sigh into him. Meanwhile, she slid her fingertips down his massive chest and gingerly outlined the bulge in his pants. He had his arms wrapped around her waist to pull her closer, and he caressed one hand down under her butt. The intensity got deeper and their kisses became harder when she slipped her hand under his shirt and rubbed her palms up against his nipples, then pulled his shirt over his head. Likewise when he took off hers, she gently pushed him back onto the bed and settled on top of him as the kissing resumed. As she worked her hips against his, he unhooked her bra and started touching her, pressing his thumbs in circles around her hardened nipples. She sucked on his bottom lip for a moment before she moved lower, placing kisses down the middle of his torso until she came to his belt.

Looking back up at him, she smiled and slowly unbuckled his belt, taking it off and carefully sliding down his pants, leaving his boxers on. Then, she began kissing from his knee up his inner thigh and over the waistband while rubbing her palm up against his erection through his boxers. After a while, she slid those off too and gripped his length with one hand, slowly sliding her hand back and forth, feeling the warm hardness swell beneath her fingers. As he settled back against the pillows, her tongue glided around his tip, revolving in small circles around the hole and gradually going further until she had him in her mouth. She sucked him in and blew him out, each time taking more and more of him in her moist mouth as her hand rested at the base and she massaged her thumb along the underside of his penis. He ran his fingers through her soft hair, pushing the dark strands away from her thin face as she began to suck harder, the insides of her cheeks putting a steady pressure against his hardness as his tip rubbed against the roof of her mouth.

She kept swirling her tongue around his length and slipping it over the tip, then she pushed until the head rubbed against the back of her throat, her lips at his base as she completely engulfed him. Her hands slid around to his lower back, pushing him further into her mouth as she swallowed and sucked in every inch of his shaft with her nose pressed against his pelvis. He continued running his fingers through her hair as she bobbed faster and faster. She took one hand down and tugged gently at his sacs, moaning with him in her mouth so that the vibrations ricocheted along his tense nerves. Near the climax, she slowed down and pulled him out of her moist mouth, instead running her tongue under his length and down to his balls, gently sucking on them as she pumped her fist along his penis. With the gentle tugging and her quick hand movements, he let forth a groan and she moved back, gently squeezing his penis until he came in her mouth and she flickered her tongue across his swollen tip.

Afterwards, he sat up and kissed her heavily, their breaths hot and moist against the insides of their mouths. He moved down and sucked lightly on her neck, picking her up and placing her gently on the bed where he had been. As he began sucking on one of her plush breasts, she ran her fingertips up and down his back. While he carefully took her nipple between his teeth, he caressed the other, the warmth of his mouth and the stimulation making her hips squirm underneath his body. Then he moved down and ever so slowly slid off both her pants and underwear, gazing at the subtle curves of her body before gracefully pushing her long legs apart. With his hands settled on her toned thighs, he blew hot air over her slick spot, lowering his head down to lick her awaiting pink clit.

At first, he explored her with his tongue, slipping it up and down her clit and around her entrance, slathering the sweet juices between her legs. Then, he placed his whole mouth over her, sucking against her clit with the pressure of his mouth. At that, she started breathing deeper, pressing her hips against his mouth, caressing the back of his head as his tongue teased her playfully. Next, he skimmed two of his fingers along her wet hole as he was licking her, and he felt around her before shoving them up her vagina, gently pushing them in and out of her. At that she arched her back and moaned his name, his agile fingers rubbing against her g-spot and her tight abdominal walls.

Gradually he stopped licking her and moved up to kiss her so that she could taste herself on his tongue as he continued fingering her. His fingers moved faster, pushing harder against her sweet spot, her fluids slathering down his hand. Using his thumb, he traced her sensitive clit and her hips bucked in pleasure as an orgasm blossomed from her abdomen. Slowly he pulled back his hand, lightly sucking on his fingers as she moved seductively in front of him. They were both up on their knees and he had his hands on her slim hips, dragging his tongue from her lower back up to her neck, tasting her sweet skin. She swept her long hair over the other shoulder and he kissed the side of her pink cheek, gazing down her gleaming and exposed body while pushing himself up against her back. The contact of warm skin on skin sent a shiver of excitement down her body.

Next, he placed a hand on her pelvis as he used the other to guide himself into her. When she felt his penetration, she turned her head and kissed him, placing her hand on top of his, pressing her pelvis and hips back against him until he was all the way in her. His body curved perfectly around her's and he pulled back out again, thrusting himself deeper the next time, gradually working into a steady rhythm. With each hump, small sighs escaped from her chest and he settled his chin on her shoulder, continuing to glance down her glistening body as he took her. She brought a hand up to touch the side of his face in a loving caress, enjoying the feel of his unshaven jaw prickling against her skin.

A little while later, he pushed her forward onto the bed and straddled her hips, moving faster and harder as her abdominal walls tightened around his length and she dripped with more lubricating fluids. He slipped a hand beneath her and pressed his fingers against her clit as his other hand gripped her hip. At the pleasant touch, she moaned and he bent down, kissing the back of her neck as he increased his speed, fully thrusting into her as the contact made small slapping noises. A slight blush crept up her cheeks and she pushed herself up, arching her butt into his body and lifting her chest off the mattress.

He placed one hand on top of hers as he used the other to tug on his balls, soft grunts passing through his mouth at the furious movements. Soon enough they climaxed, his gooey semen spurting into her as their bodies shook in unison. After lingering for a moment he pulled out, rubbing their juices over his tip. She flipped over onto her back and he picked up one of her legs, kissing his way down her thigh to lick up the sticky mess between her legs.

~She woke up to her blaring alarm clock, telling her to get up for work. Sighing deeply she thought, Maybe I'll go out Friday night..



The Dream



The dream starts with you telling me that I will get my birthday wish.

The next thing I know at a strip club. 

We get a table near the stage. There are a few poles on the stage and girls dancing near each pole. There are a few people and another couple sitting at tables watching the shows on the stage. There are some couches arranged around the edges of the club. A waitress with very little clothing on asks for our order and I tell her you want a red wine and I will take a bear. I also order us both a shot to loosen us up a bit.

It does not take long before a nice looking girl asks us if we want a couch dance. I tell her "Maybe later, thanks."

Our drinks come and we watch the girls on the stage dance. One has blonde hair and very nice perky tits. 

You say, "I bet you like her." 

I say, "she is great, what girl do you like." 

You say" If I was to chose one over the others, I would have to say the best looking one is the red head on the right."

I say, "She is pretty hot."

"Shot time." I say and we drink them down. We finish our drinks and order another round.

The blonde-haired girl from the stage stops by and asks if I want a dance. You say, "Go ahead."

I say "Only if you sit on the couch with me." 

We sitting on a couch, she pulls off her shirt and starts sliding her tits all over my chest. She then sits on my lap; she leans back so I can see down her front at her fantastic tits. She gets up and moves so her pussy is right in my face. If she was naked, I could have licked her pussy she was so close. She is running her hands all over her body and her nipples are hard. Suddenly the music was over and the dance was done. 

"Do you want another dance?" I say "Later, I thank I better get a drink."

Back at the table, we drink another round of shots. The red head comes by.

I say "Now it's your turn for a dance." 

You say "Ok. What the heck, why not."

We are back at the couch and the dancer says

"My name is Karla, I told the DJ to play a long one"

The music starts and she takes off her shirt. She arches her back and moves her body towards you. Her face moves close to your belly, slowly moves up over your tits, and stops at your nipples. She actually pulls one into her mouth for a second before moving up higher. I hear you I intake your breath. Her tits rub on yours and she softly licks your nick and moves off your lap.

She sits down on your lap, leans back, and moves here body side to side so her back is rubbing your tits. I can tell you are being turned on. This is very hot. After a little while, she slides sidewise and starts to caress her bare tits over the front of your body. Your nipples are very hard and your eyes are half closed. The music stops and she gives you a quick kiss. I tip her and thank her. We get to back to our table; I noticed there is another one of your shirt buttons is undone.

We order another round of drinks and watch the shows on the stage. On one of the stages, two girls are striping together. They are taking each other's cloths off and start to run there hands over each other's bodies.

I put my hand on the inside of your thigh and slowly move up towards your pussy. You do not seem to notice as you watch on of the girls on the stage pull the other girl's skit and find no panty. The panty less girl sits down and spreads her legs open giving us a clear view as the other girl comes up from behind her and grabs both of her tits. I side my hand up, under your skirt and find a very wet pussy. You stop me and say you need to go to the rest room. When you return I see that there is another button open on your shirt exposing one of your tits when you sit down. 

A few of the girls come by and ask if we want coach dances. 

You say 'No thanks; we are enjoying the stage shows." 

Then Karla comes by and asks if we would like to go up to a VIP room. I ask, "What is that?" 

She says," I can give more then one dance and it is more private." 

You look at me and ask, "What do think?"

I say, "Let's go."

The VIP room is a small room with a round wall and a couch all along the wall. There is one of these one-way mirrors so that we can see the stage but no one can see into the room. Speakers are set up so we can hear the music. A small table is near the center of the room were we put our drinks.

We sit down next to each other and I put my hand on your leg on the inside of your thigh. Karla starts to dance in front of us as the next song starts, it is a slow one. She very slowly removes her shirt. She leans down and pulls you up to get you to dance with her. She moves around you so she is behind you. She has her arms around you bellow your breasts and you are looking right at me. Karla and you are swaying to the music and she unbuttons the bottom button of your shirt. You do not say anything so she undoes the next one, then the next one until they are all undone. Your shirt is very open with you tits completely exposed. Karla starts running her hands all over the front of your body including your tits; I see your nipples are very hard. You look into my eyes and drop your shirt to the floor. 

Karla the dances around and embraces you. You start to kiss. She undoes her skirt and it drops to the floor. She then un-zips your skirt and it drops to the floor too. You are both nude and slow dancing and making out right in front of me. You grab her ass and she is playing with your tits. You both slowly dance towards the coach.

The song ends but you keep moving together. Your legs bump into the couch and you end up sitting down on the coach and Karla sits on the floor between your legs. Another song starts. She starts to suck on one of your nipples. You lean your head back and close your eyes. She is playing with your other tit with her hand. God, this is so fucking hot.

She slides one hand down and plays with your pussy. You lick your lips and she gives you a big long kiss right on the lips. She slides to on side so I can see what she is doing. She has a finger sliding in and out of your pussy mating the rhythm of the music. Your hips are starting to move with the music also. You start sucking on her tits, one at a time.

Karla moves down and starts to eat your pussy. I have my cock out and I am stroking it. I am watching this read head move up and down on your pussy and you are pulling on your nipples. I move over towards you and you start to suck on my dick. This goes on for a minute or two and then the song stops. Karla stops licking your pussy and sands up. You stop sucking my dick and Karla pulls you up off the couch.

The next song starts and she spins you around gives you a kiss and sits down and pulls you onto her lap. You start kissing her and then playing with her tits. The next ting I know you are between her legs eating her pussy. She has one hand on you head and is moaning. Your ass is up in the air.

I cannot resist. I push my cock into you pussy. I am amazed how wet you are. I fuck you to the beat of the song. In and out to the drumbeat Boom, I go in Boom I pull out. You are licking Karla's pussy and I can see she is enjoying it and I can feel you are about to cum. I explode at the same time that you cum and your pussy pulls me in.

That is about all I can remember.

What a dream.



The Dream



The following is a concise recollection of a dream I had one night. I wrote this story immediately that morning...:

I lay somewhat nervously on my side, my woman's head resting under my arm. I gazed down her outstretched petite naked body on our bed, her legs orientated diagonally outwards from my body. I kissed her forehead as I saw him undress at the foot of the bed. I felt her breasts with my free hand; her nipples were stiff with excitement. Her pubic mound was obstructed by her thick bush; nevertheless, she looked incredibly sexy.

He was younger than us, not by much, but it was noticeable. He was mature for his age though and his muscular form made up for his lack of wit and conversation ability. I could see my woman watching him intently as he removed his clothing; he had long hair and was quite the handsome specimen, even from my perspective. I could sense my woman's nervousness as he approached the bed, specifically the edge of the bed next to and below her open thighs. He removed the last piece of clothing; his underwear, and we could both see his proud arousal. I wasn't surprised to see his impressive girth, he had mentioned to us he was larger than average, though the feeling it impeded was a little new to me. We watched as he rolled his protection over his manhood and kneeled between my woman's thighs.

He positioned his muscular arms either side of her body, my woman's hands gripped his biceps. I could see his cock feeling its way, ever so desperately looking for the delightful point of entry. I tried to kiss her again, but she turned her head obviously wanting to focus her attention on her new experience. I could see her new lover showing signs of shyness, his head lowered next to her arm on the opposite side to me. I could only just make out the image of his cock disappearing inside my woman's body between the small gap separating their beautiful forms. I felt her body tense, she gasped loudly. Her loud gasp was quickly followed by a long and drawn out moan and I felt her body relax as she obviously adjusted to his girth. I tried to imagine what it must feel like for her, having a young well-endowed lover enter her for the first time.

Thankfully my woman was exceptionally well naturally lubricated, so the young man's deep thrusting was welcomed rather selfishly by her. I enjoyed observing his cock sink deeply inside her loins and then retreat almost exiting her body entirely. He waited for her pelvis to thrust upwards, indicating her need for him to be inside her, and he thrust his hardness back inside her as deep as he could manage. It didn't take long for my woman's body to begin to tremble and show signs of her impending climax. I watched as her arms wrapped around his body, she tried to raise his head which was still buried beside her body, obviously wanting to orally embrace him in her erotically intoxicated state, though his head remained firmly in place. I could only assume he felt as little anxious about the love making with me present. I attempted to kiss her again, though she displayed frustration at my interference and for the first time it felt a little like she wanted some space and felt uncomfortable with my presence. I realised that if my woman were to continue this sexual affair, I would need to allow her some time alone.

I removed my arm from under her head and positioned my body free of my woman's body. She seemed to appreciate the bit of space she had with her lover as she neared her release. His rhythmic motion had its desired effect as I witnessed my her beautiful orgasm. She moaned loudly as his thick cock thrust sublimely in her depths, as if he were not aware of her magnificent climax. I've no doubt he was aware of her orgasm, I suspect his mind was focused elsewhere to prevent him from having his own release. His cock brought my woman another two orgasms, his head not rising from its protection by her arm, before his rhythmical gyrations slowed to a stop.

His head finally rose over my woman and they kissed, my wife looked relieved, I could feel it was something she desired. As his cock exited her body I watched as my woman removed his rubber protection and felt his impressive cock. She stroked him with an expert touch and only a minute passed before I heard my woman's lover moan as he ejaculated somewhat heavily on her pubic mound and stomach. They kissed passionately and embraced, their rapid panting slowly subsiding. They embraced and passionately kissed once again, in total ignorance of my presence next to them. For some reason I felt so alive in that moment, my sexual energy burning with desire like I've not ever felt before. As I stared at my woman's beautiful body, her sensual curves glistening with another man's sperm, I began to wonder how my woman was feeling.



The Dream



I had a dream and unlike all my other ones, I remember this one. It has been stuck in a loop in my head and I can see it in my mind almost at will whenever I want. I do not know why I remember it, or why I still remember it, and it is weird. I wanted to write it down before it starts to fade.

We are sitting on our couch side-by-side. We are watching something on the television, but it appears that whatever is showing does not make a difference since we are not wearing our glasses. We are just relaxing together. I put my arm around your shoulders and you lean into me and rest your head on my shoulder. We are relaxed and enjoying each other's company. I start caressing your hair, gently running my fingers around the margins. I kiss the top of your head. Your hair has the scent of orange blossoms. You nuzzle closer, reach around the front of me, and give me a hug. You look at me, and I take a moment to drink in your beauty. Your eyes are green today and they tell me that we are very much in love.

I lean in to kiss you, softly, and a small sigh escapes. We continue to kiss, short contacts between us at first, and then they become longer, more ardent. My hand is behind your head and I hold you closer as we kiss. As we part to catch our breath, I pull your hair, gently but firmly. We kiss again. You open your mouth and invite my tongue inside to wrap around yours. Our kissing becomes more intense, or more lustful. I move away from your mouth and start kissing and biting your neck. You let out a low murmur of approval as you feel my whiskers against your soft skin. I kiss and nibble your neck, and then to your ears and then back to your waiting mouth again. I again move to your neck, nibbling, licking, biting it as I progress from your lips to the top of your shoulders. 

We have now turned more to face each other and I start massaging your breast through your shirt. With one hand, I begin unbuttoning your blouse. Your murmur changes to a moan as you feel my warm hand on your breast. You are not wearing a bra and you accept my touch willingly and eagerly. You are so very soft. I feel the heft of your breast and gently run my fingers over it. Your nipple rises to meet my touch. It is hard and your areola wrinkles pushing your nipple further out. I squeeze your breast and run my thumb over your nipple. 

We stop kissing for a moment, as I finished unbuttoning and removing your blouse. Again, I take a moment to look at you. You see the love in my eyes as I gaze into yours. We return to kissing, only now when I move to your neck, I continue to your breast. I lick and suck the nipple. You push my head gently tighter against you. I use one hand to massage the breast not receiving attention from my mouth. I alternate between each breast, much to your approval. 

You push me away gently, forcing me to take a break. You unbutton my shirt and remove it. We kiss each other again. You reach forward and run your fingers through my chest hair. You gently stroke my chest and shoulders. We kiss again, and again. You lean forward and begin licking and sucking my nipples. Tenderly at first, and then with an eagerness that starts the lust between us begin to grow. I hold you head closer to my chest mimicking your own actions. I again alternately stroke and pull your hair. You run a hand down my stomach and over my groin. I spread my legs slightly at your touch.

You stand up and face away from me. You unbutton your skirt and let it fall to the floor. I reach up and rub your ass cheeks. I kiss each side and nibble on them. You turn around and I am face to face with your pussy. I smell the muskiness of your sex and it sending an electrical jolt through me. I run my fingers through your pubic hair and take in the scent. I blow a soft breath over your hair and you shiver with anticipation. With my other hand, I reach up and massage a breast. I slide my fingers over the outside of your pussy and then back up to your hair. My hand continues around your waist to your ass and gives it squeeze. I run my finger over your pussy lips and feel the heat we have generated. You moan aloud as my finger easily slips between the labia and explores. 

You are very wet. Parting your pussy lips has released a large bloom of your scent and I drink it in. My fingers explores further between your legs. I find your clit, rub around it, and then back to the outer lips. I do this a few times, and each time, your push your groin towards me. My fingers are dripping with your juices. I bring them up and rub them over your nipples. 

I reach around your waist and lower my hands to your ass. I squeeze the cheeks, and push closer to me. My fingers find the split between the cheeks and gently drag them down the crack. Down and up, up and down, my fingers getting further and further to your asshole. Once they find it, the gently rub over the hole. My hands leave your ass and caress down your legs, the back of your knees, around to the front of your legs and to your thighs.

You lean over and kiss me again, pulling me to my feet and we kiss again, deeply. You reach down and pull on my belt, loosening it; then unbutton my pants. You and I push my pants down and your hands reach around and run over my ass. With my pants on the ground, we pull each other closer. My cock, trapped between us, is erect, and hot. You feel its warmth against your mound and grind your hips against it. We part and you look down at my cock. Your hands slide around from my ass to my cock and balls. You gently run your fingers over the length and then continue to my shaved balls. You grasp the scrotum and gently pull. You return to my dick and stroke it up and down. You truly enjoy and are sexually excited by the site of my cock erect. It is erect because of YOU and that is where the feelings come from. 

You take my hand and lead me outside. We enter the night nude, aroused, and eager to satisfy our lust. It is a warm night but we scarcely notice the temperature as it is similar to our own heat. The air is still. We slowly walk under the pergola and over to the hot tub and the dappled moonlight splashes on your shoulders and flows down your back and ass. Its silvery light enhances your curves. It is almost as if the moon is feeling your soft skin was we walk. 

You sit down on the edge of the tub and I stand in front of you. You and my cock and are face to face; its head bobbing to my pulse. You place your nose up against my body where my penis extends from my body and breathe in my scent. You hand reaches up and feels the firmness of my erection. The heat you feel matches your own. You slowly stroke my length and get a twitch between your legs as you imagine it inside of you. You open your mouth and lick my shaved testicles, turning them shiny in the moonlight. You turn your head, take the balls into your mouth gently, and taste them. Your free hand gently grabs my ass and pulls me closer to you. Continuing, enjoying the taste and feel, you lick and suck on my balls greedily. I groan with excitement and involuntarily take another step closer. 

I run my hands through your hair as you turn your mouth to my cock. You lick the length and circle the head with your tongue. With one hand, you slide down my penis and grasp the base. With the other hand, you gently fondle my balls once again. Your mouth descends onto me. I feel its warm wetness surround me. You slowly slide off my cock and then abruptly back down. The combination of my scent, my hardness, my moaning, and your lust propel you to suck and stroke more and more. You are excited by the pleasure you are giving me, and the sounds that I am making. Your lower hand snakes around my ass and fingers my asshole. I push myself further into your mouth. You fend my advance off with your hand holding me still. You look up at me with saliva around the edges of your mouth. I pull you to your feet and kiss you deeply.

I let you sit back down on the tub and gently push you back onto the cover. Your nakedness is shining brightly in the moonlight and I take a moment to satisfy my voyeuristic needs. Looking at you, I know at once everything I want to do to you, with you and have you do to me. I try to slow my thoughts down to savor the moment but it is difficult. You reach up and massage your breasts. Seeing me watching you, you spread your legs wide and rub your sex. The exhibitionist in you enjoys having someone watch you. You continue to massage and rub yourself as I watch you. 

My brain gains control of my body and I lean between your legs, and kiss you again. My cock rests on your belly and you feel its heat. I move down with my tongue and I find your nipples. I suck each one intermittently, back and forth. My hand massages the tit I am not pleasing with my mouth. I move my knee up between your legs, against your vagina. I feel your heat and wetness against me. I push gently against your sex and you moan quietly. You squirm against the pressure smearing more of your fluid against me. I move further down your body with my eyes, hands and tongue feeling and caressing along the way. I arrive at your pubic hair and look up again at you. You raise your hips to encourage me to continue. My hands slide down your thighs and back up again. I massage your legs, my hands kneading your muscles, working my way closer to their convergence. I run my thumb over the outside of your pussy lips and a moan escapes. 

You are very wet, and your fluid has run down the crack of your ass. Using the palm of my hand, I cover your vagina and press inward feeling your heat. I slide my hand up, dragging my fingers behind. They rub your lips and slip easily through your slit. I pull apart your lips with my fingers and blow. The cool wind sends shivers up your spine. I insert one finger inside you and probe in and out. Your musky scent fills my senses and causes me be get closer. Responding to my advance, you pull up your legs, and spread them, allowing me greater access. I spread your lips and lick and your hips rise to greet me. I lick again, and again, mixing my saliva with your juices. I insert a finger, then another inside you and then start licking again. Your moans have changed from soft to a much louder, more encouraging volume, urging me to continue. 

My fingers stroke the front your pussy wall finding the G-spot. I stop licking, rise up, and continue massaging your spot. I watch the pleasure I am giving you and I have to stop myself from jerking off watching you. Rubbing your G-spot is starting that tingling feeling in your body. Your breathing is speeding up and your hips are rising to meet my fingers. I return to licking your clit. Your pussy is very wet and I use your slipperiness to lubricate my fingers before I insert them in your ass. You moan loudly. 

Sensing your orgasm is very close I concentrate on bringing you over the edge. My tonguing becomes more focused and quicker. I start pushing my fingers in your ass faster and faster. When your orgasm hits, it crashes on your body causing you to scream out in pleasure. You squeeze your legs together tightly trapping my hands inside you. I feel your muscles clenching my fingers.

I let you catch your breath and the force of your orgasm to lessen before removing my fingers from you. I bend over and kiss you deeply. You taste yourself on my tongue and it excites you. You are very warm and you have a fine mist of sweat on your head. I kiss you again. I stand up and the voyeur in you gazes at my erect cock sticking out away from my body. I step towards you and you open your legs wider inviting me to fuck you. I push my cock into your pussy and feel its heat wash over me. Your hips rise to meet me. You are very slippery and my cock slides in easily. 

I continue pushing myself in until fully inserted and I hold it there. Your muscles start massaging my cock inside your pussy. I place my hands alongside you and start to fuck you. You start to moan and that encourages me to push in and out faster. You reach up and pull at your nipples and tell me to fuck you are harder. I answer your request and quicken my pace and force. We are moaning loudly and we forget where we are and lose ourselves in our lust. I continue fucking you, enjoying every sensation of our bodies together. 

You tell me to stop and ask me to fuck you doggie style. I withdraw myself and step back to allow you to move into position. You slide off the hot tub cover and before turning around for me, you kneel down and give my cock some attention. You lick and kiss my balls and then suck on my dick. In my current aroused state, it feels wonderful; almost too wonderful. I gently tap your shoulder to let you know that I am close to cumming. Understand the unspoken signal, you stand up and kiss me. Your tongue has the mixed taste of your pussy and my cock and adds to our arousal.

You turn and face the hot tub, placing your hands on the edge, spread your legs and lift your ass. Taking my cue from you, I kneel behind you and lick your pussy noisily. I continue my tongue up the crack of your ass to your ass hole. I tongue your ass hole and return to your pussy. I rub my thumb over your clit and my fingers push inside your pussy. I again tongue your ass hole and then insert my finger. You beg me to stop playing and fuck you. I stand behind you and insert my cock into you. You are so very wet that I slide in easily. I grab your hips and start pushing in and out. 

We are both moaning with pleasure. We have totally given ourselves over to our lust. I continue to fuck you, speeding up and thrusting more forcefully. I reach up, grab your hair, and pull it back towards me. You purr with delight. I let go of your hair and give your ass a swat. Again, you moan with pleasure, so I do it again, and again. As I push in and out of you, you feel my balls slap against your already stimulated clit. You announce loudly that you are cumming again. You start to shake as the orgasm hits. The pleasure wave causes you to squirt and your stream flows over my cock, balls and over my legs. Feeling you cum around my cock pushes me over the edge. I pull myself without and slide my cock between your ass cheeks, much to your delight. I now return to your pussy with eager anticipation of my release. 

I feel my orgasm starting and tell you I am going to cum. I pull out and you turn around and sit on the edge of the tub. I take a step towards you and start masturbating in front of you. The voyeur and exhibitionist in me join into one act as I lose myself jerking off in front of you, outside, and while watching a beautiful naked woman. My sperm erupts from my cock and lands on your tits. I continue stroking myself and more and more semen spews from me. You smear my cum into your skin and breasts. Spent, I lean over you and kiss you. The heady scent of semen, sweat and sex surrounds us. You stand up, and hug me, pressing my semen between us. I kiss you again, deeply, our lust temporarily sated.



The Dream



It started out as any normal day, I awoke to my alarm clock blaring whatever station I randomly set it to the night before. I looked around and the room was spinning, like I had been drinking the night before and was still drunk. I couldn't help but stop and think- did I drink last night? No, I feel asleep watching some slasher film on Netflix again. I proceeded to get out of bed and started my morning routine.

I closed my eyes as the water ran down my back, the warmth soothed my mind, but then flashes of her quickly caused my cock to stand at full attention. I attempted to fight the urge to stroke myself...but I was not strong enough this morning. I grabbed my fully erect manhood and began to slowly move my hand from the tip to the base. I couldn't remember the last time I was aroused. I told myself, five minutes and that is it. However, five minutes turned into ten which quickly became twenty. Wanting release like always, normal release, but I never get it. The water starting to turn cold snapped me out of my horny daze. I thought maybe as turned on as I was, I would be able to cum quickly, like always I was wrong. I never came quickly, no matter how much I wanted to -and I was out of time.

I got ready for work; the shower had set me behind 15 minutes. Of all the mornings to be late, it would have to be the morning I actually had to be there before my scheduled shift. When I arrived at work, I was greeted with a change of plans which meant I was actually early! -damn I could have actually came this morning, I thought to myself. I was still turned on apparently. I also felt my cock spring to life, standing there excited like a little kid in a candy store, easily noticed, hunger seen not in my eyes, but in my pants. Arranging my sweatshirt to hide the bulge it created, I stood around awkwardly awaiting the girl I was going to be going with for the day. The whole time, thinking about sex, the feeling of a warm and soaking wet pussy wrapped around my cock. Thinking about the taste of the juices as my tongue explores forbidden depths. As my fingers enter inside, gently stroking that magical spot that drove a woman insane as I also lick and suck on her clit. I could not take it anymore, I was about to lose my damn mind.

However, my options were very limited, there actually was nothing I could do except attempt to redirect my thoughts. Images of baseball and other non-arousing items began to fill my head and I was relieved as my throbbing hard manhood began to go back to sleep. Was I ever relieved, because shortly after I had managed to get unaroused, she walked in the door.

There was something about her that instantly sent a shiver to my cock. I could not explain it, I liked her as a friend, never really thought about anything more with her, but a part of me wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her, well today anyways. Curiosity was my worst downfall; however, I knew it could never happen. We were two completely different people, even though, I always suspected me and her had more in common than either of us wanted to admit. All I cared about with her was that I could be myself, I didn't really have to filter myself and it never created awkwardness between us.

I had been completely celibate for over 5 months, this morning was the first time I'd even paid my dick any attention or let alone been aroused in four months maybe longer. But then there was her, it wasn't her looks, even though she was stunningly attractive, in that girl next door kind of way. You know, the kind you have a childish crush / lusting after, but in their world, you never exist. She wasn't perfect and didn't ever try to be which only increased her attractiveness. She was the definition of imperfect, perfect beauty. My imagination at that moment was putting her at around a 34c and an 8-9 waste. I had bought enough women's clothing for or with my other female friends to at least get a rough guess in.

We exchanged our usual friendly good morning and proceeded to get our supplies ready for the day. We were going to go fill nail holes all day and had to stain a couple window wells.

The day went on as usual, sexual jokes, inappropriate humor and random conversations about whatever. It was hard to keep my mind on work. I never looked at her sexually before or really looked at her tits or ass, but today it was hard not to notice her breasts or the way her work pants would hug her beautiful ass whenever she had to stretch to reach something. I couldn't be thinking about this, not with her, but fuck was it hard, and highly inappropriate. I attempted to clear my head, but my cock had other things in mind as it sprung back to life.

My cock was throbbing for attention, as long as she kept away from me, I would have no problems redirecting my thoughts. However, it did not work out just that way. As she started moving closer to me, I started noticing her scent. It was amazing, natural and erotic. I was on my knees filling a base board just under a window she started the trim around. Inches from my face, it was impossible not to think what was under those pants. Curiosity was driving me insane, what color underwear was she wearing? Was she shaved, trimmed or all natural? God, my thoughts were going to get me in so much trouble.

She said something to me, which caused me to turn my head towards her. My face was met with her crotch, without hesitation or thinking I started to kiss her. Pressing my face harder to make sure she felt my mouth eager to pleasure her vagina. She didn't stop me, or draw back and I was glad, right now I wanted her, in a pure animalistic fashion- I wanted to dominate her, the soft moans escaping her increasing breathing only made my hunger worse.

I stood up and turned her around; my hand cupped her right breast as my other hand slid down the front of her pants and began to explore the crevice of her pussy. It did not take too long for her to get wet, at which point I began to directly rub her clit. She unbuttoned and unzipped her pants to allow me better access to her pussy. Sliding her legs a little further apart I was able to slide a finger inside of her. While I was sliding my finger in and out of her snatch, I began to massage her breast. Lifting her shirt and bra, I placed my thumb and index finger around her nipple, pulling and pinching. Squeezing her breast I slid another finger inside of her. Moving my hands faster, thrusting deeper into her slit, I felt her hand begin to rub my throbbing manhood. She gripped firmly stroking the full length.

I began to kiss her neck, dragging my tongue in circles starting from just behind her ears to her collar bone. I pushed her against the wall as I pulled down her pants and panties. Still fingering her I continued to kiss her shoulders dragging my tongue down her back, gently kissing and biting down to the small of her back. I removed my hand from her breast and completely removed her shirt and bra, grabbing her hair with my free hand, I turned her around I began to drag my tongue around her stomach, inching my way up to her lower breast. Circling her breasts with soft and gentle licks, nibbles and kisses, I explored every inch of her breasts until I centered onto her nipples. Her pussy was getting tighter around my fingers; I began to rub her clit in circular motions as my tongue flicked her nipple in between my teeth playfully nibbling on them. Her orgasm must have been intense, because she fell back against the wall as she let out a loud long moan, mixed with oh, fuck and oh my God. I couldn't help but let out a little laugh looking at her exhausted already, but I wasn't even close to done with her yet.

I got down on my knees and started to kiss her calves, moving my way up her thighs to her slit. She was soaking; it was dripping down her thighs. I made sure to lick up the mess her orgasm produced, until I got to the center of it all. I was starving for her nectar; I almost wanted to give up teasing her right then and there. Yet that's not how I do things, she at least had to cum one more time before we even started to fuck each other. Dominating a woman isn't about quickly sticking your cock inside of her; it isn't about you at all. It is about slow and agonizing pleasure, driving her so crazy that she feels like she is going to die without your manhood inside of her.

No, she had to be starving; merely hungry for me to fuck her would not suffice, not today! She had to want it worse than I did! Only then would I penetrate her. She whispered "Fuck" as my tongue grazed the tip of her clit, she was extremely sensitive, I started eating her pussy by softly licking around her outer lips. Starting at her perineum tracing the outline up to the hood of her clit back down to her perineum, repeating several times before I started to lick and suck directly on the inner lips of her slit. Pulling outward as I gradually sucked harder, releasing as her hand grabbed my head. I traced the inner lips of her pussy with my tongue until I reached her clit. Circling the hood of her exposed clit I would randomly run my tongue directly over it, each time she would release an "oh", "Fuck" or "Oh my God". 

Yet I was not ready to give her that pleasure yet. Continuing to trace the outlines of her inner pussy, occasionally treating her to clitoral stimulation, I rubbed the opening of her vagina with two fingers, occasionally quickly entering the two fingers barely inside her to only quickly take them back out. This was fun, teasing her this way. I was going to continue until she grabbed my hand and pushed my fingers inside of her, herself. Taking that as the cue that she was almost ready, I started to stimulate her G-Spot as I finally moved in on her clit. Thrusting my fingers upward into her as I started to suck on her clit, circling my tongue around the exposed nub, it wasn't long before came over my hands and mouth. God she tasted amazing.

I was going to start the whole process over again, when she grabbed me and brought me up to her lips. I kissed her as our tongues danced in a methodical rhythm in each other's mouths. She un did my belt and zipper and my pants fell to the floor. Laying a drop cloth on the cemented floor, I laid her on her back. I was going to get one last pleasurable teasing in before I thrust my manhood inside of her. Taking the tip of my cock, I started at the hood of her clit and moved slowly in circles down to ass, back up to her clit, letting the head of my dick massage her clit for a couple seconds before I started moving back down to her ass, repeating this process several times until she grabbed my cock and guided it inside of her.

I had gotten two deep thrusts inside of her...before my alarm clock forced me out of the dream I was having. You ever wake up from a dream and swear it was so real you can still feel the after effects of it in your waking state. I could still feel her pussy wrapped around my cock, yet sadly I was awake, it was just a dream and there was nothing I could do to revisit that paradise. Hopefully I would revisit the dream again tonight, though I never dreamt the same thing or scenario twice.

The End.



The Dream



This is my first story, I have read so many different genres here on Literotica. I thought it was time to give it a go and try writing myself. It a short story but you have to start somewhere. So here readers is my start...

Thanks to Mrstanley for editing.

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I had a dream this afternoon. We were in the shower and I felt your big hands soaping up my huge breasts. I love it when you pull my nipples and squeeze my sensitive tits. It makes me so wet when you manhandle them like that. I get onto my tip toes to kiss you. My shower gloved hands move over your soapy body. Our shower is more caress than cleaning as I wash and fondle you. I move to my knees and scrub between your thighs, ass, and your low hanging balls. My attention is focused on your ass. I love it how your cheeks clench when I rub and probe your anus.

Your thickly veined penis is now erect before me. The water cascades over us as I rinse your tall hairless muscled body. Even your genitals are smoothly shaven for my oral pleasure. I sit on side of the tub, taking your balls into my mouth. Swallowing one testicle, I scratch the other orb that rests on my chin. After sucking each ball I lick your sack with my talented tongue. I move to your thick shaft and lick up the side of your veined length. Swallowing the massive head of your cock several times, I tease the tip with my tongue and rim your urethra. You moan as I engulf about half of your huge cock. I bob my head, swallowing all but the last inch. With over six inches of you in my throat, you thrust your hips into my wet mouth. 

As you disappear into my mouth and throat I slide my middle finger into your sphincter penetrating your ass. After a few minutes I push another finger into your rectum. You grunt as I deep throat your cock and fuck your ass with my fingers. Your cock throbs in my throat as I move another finger into your ass. My blonde head is trapped by your strong hands. You grip me by my ears and fuck my face. Our eyes are locked as I swallow your penis balls deep on each thrust. Sliding my fingers into your anus, I find your prostrate and massage it. 

Gobs of thick semen dribble into my mouth and throat as I milk your prostate. I feel your rock hard cock pulse with pleasure. You are close to orgasm as your legs tremble. Your legs and hips pump faster and faster, fucking my face. You grunt as you spew thick bolts of cum down my throat. I swallow the first five or six shots of cum. I savor the last spasm before standing to share a kiss. We kiss deeply, swapping the sticky thick semen with each other. We swallow you together.

We get out of the shower and dry each other off. I slide my feet into my fuzzy pink thong slippers as we walk toward the bedroom. We arrive at the bed and you push me onto my back, diving between legs. Your hands grip my ankles and lift my legs into the air with my feet spread far apart. Your talented tongue licks my shaved pussy over and over as my hips buck up into your face. You take my clit into your teeth and rake it.

"OHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes!" I exclaim, as you slide three fingers into my very wet pussy. 

Your fingers slide in and twist fucking my cunt. I squeeze my vaginal muscles around your hand crying out as I beg for you to fuck my cunt harder. You do not stop till I squirt. You need no further urging, pounding my pussy with your fingers pointing up to hit my g-spot. That makes me crazy and I thrust with you, screaming as torrents of juice hit your face almost drowning you. You lick up as much as possible and nibble my stiff clit.

You know I am such a cum slut. I beg for you to fuck me with your long thick cock. With that thought in mind you position me on my knees in classic doggy style. I kneel there with my wet cunt waiting, my wide ass high in the air as you slide your hard thick penis into my ripe dripping cunt. You grasp my hips and pound me like the slut I am. Every trust feels harder and better than the last. I want you to fill my pussy with hot semen just like you my mouth. Being a man, you love to fuck and suck a hot woman like me. You pound into my shaved slit balls deep on each stroke. You surprise me by pushing your lubed finger into my asshole. Slowly you slide my nine inch dildo into my tight ass. I'm being fucked in both my holes. The hot slut that I am, I welcome the dildo. I scream and moan in passion as a small but intense orgasm hits my pussy. I beg for you to fuck my ass harder, feeling a stronger orgasm approaching. My breathing increases and I quiver wanting nothing more than to cum. You fuck me like an animal, pulling my hair with your free hand. My eyes roll back in my head, crying out at the arrival of a huge orgasm. My pussy clamps onto your cock as you shove the dildo to the hilt in my anus. 

I feel the head of your cock throbbing inside my cunt. You slide your whole length into my pussy again and again. I pant and point my toes in the air. You grunt and quiver as you fuck my cunt deeply with each powerful stroke. I beg you to fuck my pussy harder. You slip the dildo from my ass so you can concentrate on your orgasm. You slam into my cunt and I can feel your cock twitching. You scream that you're about to cum. 

I say "Let it rip!" 

You pull out of my pussy and move to my face. I open my mouth and swallow your length as you empty a huge load in my throat. This time I am greedy and swallow all of you.

We kiss and cuddle as we rest in the afterglow of our passion. I want this to happen again in the morning. As we embrace, I fantasize about kinky sex, deep throating you, 69, pussy eating, ass fucking, cum swallowing and Earth shaking orgasms. I wonder how many times you will take me and where? I invite you to spend the night with me as we return to the shower. We clean ourselves and end up falling asleep in each other's arms.



The Dream



It was a rainy night. I was lying in bed, softly sleeping. I started to dream.... In my dream, I am lying in bed sleeping, and the window opens slowly. You climb in slowly, dressed in black. You creep over to the bed and put your hand over my mouth as your other hand grabs my wrists together and ties them to the bedpost. I wake up and start struggling. "Be quiet and you won't get hurt." you whisper. I see the glint of a very sharp looking knife lying next to me and stop struggling. "Good, now if you'll cooperate, this will go easier for you. You may even enjoy it. I'm going to move my hand from your mouth. If you scream, you'll find something less enjoyable covering it next time. Understand?" I nod my head. You move your hand from my mouth and take the knife in your hands. I gasp and start trembling. You simply laugh as you cut away the short green nightie I am wearing. Under it, I am completely naked. "I knew you were a slut, wearing no underwear. You wanted this to happen didn't you."

"Bastard" I whisper softly.

"Now what did I tell you. Ok I'm going to have to keep you quiet somehow."

You sit up and remove your black jeans and briefs, and your large cock springs into view. You crawled up my body and grabbed my jaw with your hands. "Now open up Princess, and you'd better do good, or you'll painfully regret it." I open my lips wide as you press your cock into my mouth. You start pumping it in and out as I stroke you with my lips and tongue. You moan, fucking my mouth, and to my horror, I feel my body responding to the moment and my pussy begins to get moist. I start sucking harder on your cock and you stop moving and pull out of my mouth. I moan softly and you laugh.

"Greedy little cocksucker aren't you?" you say. You slide down my body and run your fingers over my cunt. You laugh when you feel the wetness between my lips. You stick one finger in my pussy hole and move it in and out as I moan. Then you pull it out and lean up to slide it between my lips. I lick my juices off your fingers and you take your hand back to my pussy again. You begin rubbing my clit as your head leans down to suck my nipples into your mouth. I feel your teeth sink softly into one and I moan loudly. You begin sucking and nibbling on both breasts as your finger works circles around my clit. MY body is trembling in response and I'm panting in excitement.

Then you lick your way down my stomach and down to my thighs, where you place soft bites on the inside of my thighs. I gasp and give soft little shouts. Then your mouth moves to my pussy as your fingers spread my lips apart. Your tongue runs over my clit and I lift my hips up into your mouth and your tongue caresses my clit over and over.

"Ohhhhhhhhh" I moan softly. Your tongue darts down to my hole and slides in, moving around and causing me to whimper. You tongue-fuck me for a few minutes 'til you feel my body tensing in anticipation of my orgasm. Then you stop. "Please let me cum!" I beg. You laugh and then slide up to me. You stick your tongue in my mouth and I suck on it greedily as your fingers find my clit again. Then I feel the head of your cock rubbing over my clit and I whimper. "Is this what you want baby?" you say. "Yes! Please!" I beg.

"Where do you want it?"

"In my pussy!"

"And what do you want me to do with it?"

"Fuck me please!" I shouted. You slide your dick to my hole and put just the tip in. You laugh as I arch my hips, trying to get you in deep. Then you grab the knife and hold it to my chest. "Stop moving." you say. I gasp again and quit lifting my hips. You sit there holding the knife to my chest, your dick just barely in me, and I can feel myself throbbing, wanting to be fucked so badly. You laugh as you slide the blade up to slide its cold steel over my neck. Then you lay it aside and move both hands to my breasts. You squeeze each roughly as you shove you cock all the way in me.

I scream, as an orgasm hits me sharply. You begin to thrust in and out, slowly as you squeeze my breasts, kneading them. Then your hands slide to my sides and you run your nails down my sides sharply as your thrusts get faster and harder. I am moaning and rocking my hips, my body arching. "Fuck me, fuck me," I say softly, moaning as your dick pumps in and out of me. Your thrusts get wild as you begin panting and moaning and I feel another climax approach, this one building slowly. I start moaning loud and you grip your nails into my hips. Then it hits and I lean my head back and scream as you begin pouring your hot cum into me. My pussy throbs around you as we hit our orgasms. You collapse on me for a moment, and then slip slowly out of me and disappear into my bathroom. I'm still shaken from the momentum of what has just happened. You come out and kiss me on the forehead, leaning over to untie my hands. They flop beside me; my body still in too much shock to move. Then you slip out the window and disappear in the night....

I wake up slowly, reveling in the effects of that dream. It was a great dream, I think to myself as I slip into the bathroom. Then I notice the red marks on my wrists...



The Dream



She felt the sheet slip across her blue cotton teddy. The mattress shift and the springs repositioned themselves to his weight as he climbed on to the bed. His large arm reached around her and held her tight.

Tough, muscular fingers pulled her long soft hair back from the sensitive skin just behind her ear. His lips tenderly touched this hot bed of nerves. Her body responded immediately, as electricity shot from her neck, hardening her nipples and creating a twinge between her legs.

She let out a moan as a callused hand slid up the soft skin of her stomach and cupped her ample breast. The strong fingers rolled the now hard bud of her nipple between them. Another hand slid down her stomach and over her love mound. She spread her legs as hungered in anticipation of their exploration. Then they stroked between her lips and reached the bundle of nerves at the top of the opening. As they glided over it her breathing quickened and the sensations shot through her body. Just as she was about to reach a peek, the fingers stopped their magic dance. A soft 'Please' left her lips as she sensed him raises above her.

The broad shoulders forced her legs to spread as she pulled her knees up. Then once again the dance on her nerve bud began. This time it was the firm softness of his tongue as the hot breath blew across her mound like wind through the forest. The sensations started to rise in her as he lapped the little bud. Then he took it between his lips and sucked and lightly nibbled on the nerve packed delicate skin. Just she was ready to explode, his mouth left her and she felt him rise up. As the tide of sensitivity ebbed a pressure started to push against the entrance to her opening.

Spreading her and filling her this organ entered her slowly at first but gaining momentum as it went deeper into her. His weight crushed against her love mound and the sensations quickly started to saturate her body. She could no longer control the excitement within her and her body started to shake violently as waves of pleasure shoot through her.

As she relaxed she reached over and touched an empty side of the bed. She reached down and pulled the covers over her body and hugged her pillow. As the musty smell from her fingers drifted past her nose she said, "he better be ready when he gets home tomorrow night."



The Dream



I had the most erotic dream last night...

I woke up with the taste of salt and sand in my mouth, and the sun bearing down on my back. Picking up my head, I saw palm trees and jungle. How I got here I haven't a clue. I was here on an island with nothing more than a pair of tattered shorts.

In the days following my arrival on the island, I found it offered most of my survival needs, fruit trees a plenty, fresh water, and shelter under a huge banyon tree. I just needed companionship.

On one of my forays into the jungle, I was following a stream. I could hear water falling. I broke into a clearing with a waterfalls and a large pristine pool.

As I was circling the pool, a figure broke the water! like a mermaid, it moved with barely a ripple to the shore and climbed to shore a few yards ahead of me.

The lithe, naked form of a woman climbed out of the water with the same grace that she swam through it.

My eyes were fixed on her. She was slim, but muscular, quite attractive, and totally void of any hair, not even eyebrows!!

"Rheumatic fever." she said.

The sound of another human voice took me by surprise. "Huh, what?" I muttered.

"I had rheumatic fever as a child, I cannot grow hair, I'm not an alien," she spat in contempt.

"I'm sorry," I stammered, "You're the first human being I've seen in weeks. I think your beautiful, the total nakedness is... erotically stimulating!" I said smiling.

Looking down at the bulge filling up the front of my shorts, she giggled, "THAT is quite evident from here. My mane is Sapphire how do you do," extending her slim hand out to me.

As I reached out, she pulled herself to me and planted a long sensuous kiss on my lips, and rubbed my cock through the now strained fabric of my shorts. Just as my cock was really throbbing, she broke off and stepped back. "Wanna go for a swim?" and dove onto the water.

I quickly followed, diving in. The cool water was moving over my body, so refreshing, replenishing my energy. I broke to the surface for air and looked around. "Sapphire?"

Suddenly nimble fingers jerked my shorts off. a warm mouth engulfed my cock, replacing the cool water. the contrast of the cool water replaced by a warm massaging mouth sent an electric shock up my spine. I would have let this go on forever, but oxygen calls. Sapphire reluctantly released my hard cock from her mouth to surface for air, but only for a moment. As her face met mine, our lips locked together, my tongue snaked between her wet full lips and was met by her nimble tongue greeting mine.

Her long slender legs wrapped around my waist and just about pulled us both under water. "Let's go where we won't drown!" I said with a grin.

We swam to a nearby rock. The contrast of the warm, hard stone, Sapphire's cool soft body next to my skin and the heat of my growing passion. Oh gawd, I felt I would pass out from so many sensations at one time. I moved my body on top of Sapphire, kissing, nibbling and just taking in the feel of her smooth, firm body, and the fragrance of coconut off of her skin!

I began kissing and nibbling her neck and earlobes. Her body squirmed under mine and her moans were feeding my arousal. I could feel my cock hardening between us. Apparently, so could Sapphire, her hips were lifting and thrusting against my cock. I moved down her body kissing and nibbling on her breasts. I sucked each nipple till it was hard and standing stiff. Each nibble I took on her sensitive nipples evoked another moan and more squirming. Her reactions were feeding my lust making me hotter and hotter. I moved ever lower, kissing her flat stomach, tonguing her navel, till I was face to face with the most beautiful pussy I ever saw! Sapphire's pussy was as smooth as her breasts and bare as the day she was born. She was wet, I could see her juices glistening in the sun.

My tongue snaked out and licked the folds of her wet pussy. "ummmm!" Sapphire moaned and pulled my face closer. Her pussy tasted as sweet as sugar, and as smooth as silk, It drove me on with vigor. I started running my tongue up and down from her clit to her asshole. With no hair there, it was by far the smoothest ride I ever took! Her legs wrapped around my head and pulled me tighter to her pussy. I began licking her clit with complete abandon. Sapphire started moaning, "ohhhh gawd , Ohhhhh fuck, OoooHhhhh." she began to fuck my face. "Ooohhhh gawdd I'mmm gonna cummmmm Oohhhh FUCK!!!!!" Suddenly her body arched up to my face. "Ohhhhhhh I'mmmm CUMmmmmingggg, Ohh gawd it feels Soooo Goooood!!!" Sapphire's pussy was gushing cum into my mouth, wave after wave, each as sweet as the last.

As the last throws of her orgasm subsided, I moved back up her body, till our mouths met and her tongue charged past my lips, mixing her sweet juices with in our mouths. Sappphire's legs wrapped around my ass, pulling my stiff cock into her soaking, hot pussy. It was so tight I almost came on the spot.

I started moving my hips slowly, grinding my pelvis into Sapphires pussy. Sapphire began matching my movements bucking and thrusting, moving faster and faster.

She began bucking wildly, "I'm cumming, I'm CUMMMINGGGGG!" she screamed. The squeezing of her pussy on my cock was pushing me over the edge. " Unnnnnghh, I'mmm cummmingggg." My cock was pumping load after load of cum into her pussy, i felt like I would never stop pulsing cum!

I collapsed on top of Sapphire, trying to catch my breath. Sapphire purred a soft moan into my ear as my spent cock slipped out of her dripping pussy. I kissed her more , trying to keep my body fused to hers, for fear she would evaporate when we broke our touch.

Sapphire rolled us over and grudgingly broke our love lock. "Come with me."

"I thought I already did!" I said with a silly grin.

Sapphire smiled over her shoulder, "Yes.. you did!"

As I rose from the rock, "What about my shorts?"

"What about them, you have anything to carry in the pockets?"

I couldn't argue her logic, so I trotted after Sapphire, my now limp manhood swinging in the breeze, pretty strange.

We traveled through the jungle till we came to a hut.

"This is where I live, my father and I built it," Sapphire said.

"Father!"

"Yes, we came here years ago, he was a botanist, but he died two years ago."

"I'm so sorry" I said.

"I've learned to accept his passing and I have had to adapt." Sapphire said.

"Doesn't the sun bother you, I mean you don't seem to prefer clothes!"

"My father taught me to make a salve from coconut oil and herbs, it protects the skin from burning and gives it a soft feeling. Here I'll rub you down with some of it." The oil was warm and soothing, smelling sweetly of coconut. Sapphire's hands felt good rubbing it in, if I wasn't already spent , it might have started round two of some love making. The rubdown was relaxing me I began to feel how tired I really was. I must have fell asleep. When I woke, Sapphire was lying next to me smiling. "I was afraid you were a dream and wouldn't be here when I woke up!" I said smiling.

"Are you hungry? I collected some fruit, and something to drink." Sapphire said.

"Yea I could eat, something." I said slyly.

Sapphire smiled and handed me a half coconut cup." Drink this, it is a pick-me-upper, it is made from yhombie bark, ginseng root and pineapple juice to cut the bitterness."

"Yhombie bark!?" I asked.

"It is used to increase blood flow and add some energy." Sapphire explained.

After eating some fruit and drinking the juice, I settled back into the bed. Sapphire laid down next to me and snuggled up, her wiggling was beginning to have a reaction to me. She felt my cock stir between us and began gently stroking my swelling cock. Sapphire kissed me softly, pushing her tongue into my mouth, gently playing with my tongue.

By now my cock was rock hard, harder than it ever has been. "That is the yhombie bark, increased blood flow." she purred.

Sapphire slid down my body and slid her mouth over my rock hard cock. she began by teasing the head with her tongue, then running up and down the length with her lips. I could immediately feel my hips tense with pleasure, a soft moan escaped my lips. Sapphire gently took my testicles one at a time and sucked on them, this made them relax and drop a little. She let the second ball fall out of her mouth with a small pop. She worked her way to the top of my cock and let her mouth cover the head of my dick, her lips making a tight seal around the girth of my cock. Sapphire slowly moved her mouth farther and farther down to the base, then back up to the head. This action was making my head spin, this was by far and away the best sensation I've ever felt.

"I want to taste your sweet pussy some more," I moaned.

Without missing a stroke, Sapphire spun around and straddled my head with her knees, her pussy right over my face. I began licking her juicy pussy. Sapphire began moaning with my cock in her soft mouth, which made this blow job feel even better. the more I licked her pussy the more juice she gave me to savor. I could feel her hips begin to rotate over my face, her moans coming stronger and more often.

"Ooohhhh, mmmmummm that's sooo nice." she was moaning.

I began to lick her clit and nibble the lips of her pussy, ohhh soo wet and smooth and soft! Sapphire raised off of my cock, it escaped her mouth with a pop! She began to grind her pussy in my face, moaning and gyrating over my eager tongue, I knew she would cum. soon!

As a gasp escaped her lips, "Oooohhhh your going to make cum, soon!" This made me work at her clit even harder. Suddenly, I felt her spine stiffen and arch back, pressing her hips down on my face even harder. Her knees clamped my head harder. "Oohh fuuucccckkkk I'mmm cumming." her hips were bucking and fucking my face as she was orgasming. My dick was hard as stone and pulsing with each wave of orgasm she had.

Sapphire fell forward onto my legs, her ass sticking up in the air. I slid out from under her, and got to my knees behind her. My cock was still rock hard as I pointed it at her wet pussy! My cock easily slid into her dripping hole till it was buried up to my balls in her pussy. I began thrusting in and out of pussy, Sapphire matching my every movement, I was fucking her hard and fast and she was loving every inch of my rod, moaning and clawing at the bed like she need to hold on for dear life.

"Oh, oh, oh, fuck me, fuck meee, harder." Sapphire was panting. "Gawd, I'mm cumming and cumming, Ohhh gawd, oh gawd."

I pulled my still hard cock from her pussy, and flipped her over on her back. I pulled her hips up to mine and drove my cock into her wet pussy. Sapphire reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck, driving my cock to the hilt in her hole. Our lips locked, Sapphires breath was heavy and quick bouncing up and down on my cock, her body wrapped around mine.

By now, most times, I have already cum, but my cock was still hard with no signs of surrender. Sapphire shifted her weight and made me fall back on the bed, without even letting my cock fall out, she continued to fuck my brains out.

"MMMmmm , Gawd you feel so good, you fill my pussy with your cock, fuck me, fuckmeee!"

I could feel my balls begin to tighten and my cock get even harder, I knew I could not last much longer. I began to feel Sapphire's pussy muscles squeeze my cock with a new orgasm.

"Ooohh my GAwd I'm cumminggg again, Ooohhhhh gawd!!!" Sapphire screamed in my ear. This last orgasm sent me over the top! I began to spasm shooting cum. into her pussy, load after load! Suddenly it felt like time was at a standstill, a second was lasting forever. My body would not move. All I felt was the spasm of my orgasm, light was flashing in my brain, blinding me. There was a buzzing in my ears getting louder and louder, like a million bees passing my head. Everything went black and still except for that dammed buzzing.

I opened my eyes and found myself in my own bed, in the middle of the city. My alarm was buzzing away loudly and sunlight was streaming into the window. Fuck what a dream.

I sat up in bed holding my knees catching my breath, that's when I smelled it.

Coconut??



The Dream



I had this dream.......

I was laying in my bed, with only a white nightie on. You were sitting watching me, while I slid my hands up between my legs. I softly moaned as, I felt my fingertips peruse the top of my smooth pussy. I was telling you how wet I was getting, and how good it felt, through other less intelligible noises. I started rubbing my tits, through the soft material of my nightie, while slipping my fingers between my very hot cunt. Mmmmmmm. I was really getting into it, and you were encouraging me on.........getting me even more aroused.

As I neared climax, you stood and one of your hands joined mine, as the other widened my legs. You leaned down, kissing me, and then whispered in my ear that you would go slow and not to be scared. I squeezed my eyes closed, as you did as you said, and slowly pushed your cock into me, letting a high pitched moan escape my lips. At that point, I wrapped my legs around you.... and began to meet your rhythm, my hips rising to your soft downward thrusts. The tips of my fingers grazed down your back, and took a hold of your ass. You had a hand twisting and pulling a nipple, and your tongue in my mouth...... which I was intently sucking on until I nuzzled my head into your neck........ telling you, 'oh god, I am cumming.'

Being as insatiable as I know I will be, I then rolled over on top of you, keeping you buried deeply in me, and started to gently rock and grind. My nighty was still on, and you slid it up over my tits, and pulled me up to suck on them. It sent me over the edge, and I was riding your cock as I came again. After, I fell onto you.......you were still hard, and had yet to cum, so I pulled your cock out, and slithered, with a devilish grin on my face, down your body. Without hesitation, slipped the head into my very hot mouth and began to suck. My tongue rapidly moving circles around, tasting you and myself.

I knew you were getting close, and I wrapped my hand around your shaft, the other busily massaging your tight little sacs. I pushed the tip of my wet little tongue into your slit, and your moaned, and said you were going to cum. I sucked harder, and you began to erupt. I swallowed, being very curious, but there was too much, and some drizzled down my chin. After your cock became flaccid in my mouth, you pulled me up, into a very tender embrace. I took your hands, and walked you into the bathroom.....turning on the shower, stripping from my nighty, and let the warm water splash over us. It felt so good. It was painfully quiet, until I asked when you had to leave. To which you replied tomorrow.

And then I woke up.......very wet.



The Dream



Last night as I slept I had this dream...

I was staying in a cabin on a mountain. It looked as if I was snowed in. I was all alone. I built a fire and soaked in a hot tub. I was so relaxed and sleepy I curled up in a pile of pillows and quickly fell asleep. I woke up purring. Your hands warm and strong were gliding over my body leaving a trail of heat wherever they touched. I love being touched and stroked, kissed and cuddled. Your lips lingered on mine, I felt your tongue plundering my mouth, your lips moved to trail kisses down my neck. You lean back against the huge mound of pillows and pulled me back against you so that I sat between your legs. Your arms wrapped around me. You held me for a while in the light of the fire. Soon your hands stroked my arms up and down soothing me. I turned to rest my head on your shoulder. I watched as your hands moved over my naked flesh. You cupped my breasts squeezing them gently. Can you see the excitement burning in my eyes? My nipples tightened and my breasts swelled with anticipation. You rolled my tight nipples between your fingers and it made me moan. I couldn't sit still, I began to squirm against you, and I could feel you harden against the soft cheeks of my bottom. One of your hands traveled slowly to my stomach and you pressed down to make me stay still.

"You're too impatient," you told me. I whimpered and you chuckled.

"Shhhhhh, I'll take care of you," you promised. Your finger tips trailed lightly down my stomach to my thighs. You stopped and kissed me. I tried to take your hand and hurry you but you told me

"No..." I was getting frustrated and began to move again, you returned your hand to my stomach and I held still. Then your fingers moved to dip between my thighs. You stroked my smooth flesh with just one finger and I tried to buck against you but you stop touching me.

"Please!" I begged.

"Tell me what you want," you commanded.

"Touch me," I whispered. You moved both hands to my thighs and gently spread my legs.

"Is this what you want?" you asked

"Yes!" I cried out rubbing against you. Unable to be still. Your fingers dipped inside me and I began to moan. One strong finger circled my clit slowly, while your other hand rubbed and then pushed inside me. I was so wet for you. My hips began to buck against you.

"Please!" I cried out

"Tell me what you want," you said again.

"Please....inside me now!" I gasped.

"No," you said. "Come for me first...now....spread and vulnerable....I want to watch it happen." I cried out as you moved my hand towards my pussy and placed yours on top of mine. You began to push down rubbing in little circles sliding one of your fingers and one of mine inside my swollen folds. I bucked against them and cried out as I came onto both of our fingers. You soothed me with light touches and kisses and wrapped me once again in your arms.

"Just rest for a minute," you said. Our hearts pounded together as I snuggled against you. Your fingers stroked my hair softly while you calmed me with your touch. And then you just held me safely in your arms.

I lay contentedly in your arms and we watched the fire as it dimmed. Soon your hands were stroking my skin once again. You picked up a pillow and threw it in front of me sitting up and forcing me to do the same. I turned and kissed you softly as I released each button on your shirt. I pulled it slowly from your shoulders, timidly kissing your neck and then your shoulders. As I pushed it down your shoulders my tongue flicks across the flat nipples of your chest. My fingers worked your belt open and slid down your zipper. I slid one hand inside and felt how hard you were. You let me touch you and I purred with delight as my finger tip traced your hard length and then circled the tip before slowly retreating. You pulled me close for a kiss.

Our tongues fenced with each other, my breasts are full against you. I ran my hands down your back pushing down your pants and underwear together then I pulled you closer, our naked flesh finally touching. We both moaned from the sensation we had been waiting for. You lowered me down resting my head on a pillow. My legs part and you moved between them. You kissed my lips slowly and then blazed a trail of heat down my neck to my aching breasts. You stopped to suck on one while your fingers pinched the underside of my other breast. I arch against you and called your name. You continued down my body until you reached my stomach.

You glided your mouth over it and gently your hands parted my legs farther leaving me open to you. I looked up at you and you were staring back at me making sure that I was watching your every move. I watched as your eyes take in my smoothly shaven lips. You bent down and breath in my scent. Your finger tip teased me, and I swelled with desire as you touched the dampness between my folds. Finally your tongue touched my swollen flesh and I arched with desire. Your palms reached under me holding me still as I felt your tongue flick across my clit. You circle it and rub it with your tongue until it swelled for you. Then you dipped lower and sucked first one lip and then the other. When your tongue moved inside me I cried out, you moved your hands to stroke my inner thighs.

One finger, and then two pushed inside me. And I clenched them when you began to move them away. Your tongue pressed on my clit and you pushed your fingers in and out of me I came crying out your name. You rolled me over onto my knees and knelt behind me and I felt your tongue on me once more lapping at the cream you created. I panted as your tongue and fingers touched me and excited me beyond control.

"I want you inside me!" I cried out. You spread my legs and soon I felt you behind me teasing me with your cock rubbing but not entering me. I whimpered and reached between my thighs taking you into my hand. I rubbed you between my lips and then pushed back and felt you sliding slowly into me. I waited so long to have you inside of me, my breath was ragged as you draw yourself back slowly and then pushed back inside me as deep as you could go. You held me still and I clenched you making you groan and start to move. The rhythm you began driving me quickly to the edge and as you reached around to cup my breast in your hand I whimpered squeezing you again.

I felt you swell and explode inside me hot and long as you called out my name and reached between us to where we are joined and just one finger tip across my clit making me cry out and join you. We collapsed and you rolled us to our sides where we stayed with you still inside me holding me close and as the tears fall from my eyes you stroked me soothing the rush of emotions from my body. You whispered sweet words to me...the fire died lower but I am warm in your arms and we sleep.



The Dream



I had this dream about you. I was kneeling on a bed; I could feel you kissing my neck; could see your hands touching me, pulling at the fabric of my sweater. You were squeezing my tits with your left hand and rubbing my cunt with your right. I could taste cum on my lips, so I knew that I had pleasured you already. I reached up to thread my fingers into your hair, gripping you hard at each burst of pleasure. With my other hand I reached back to seize your cock, I could feel it getting hard again, feel it pulsing. 

Your hands dive under my sweater, lifting it over my head, freeing more skin to taste. You rip the clasp of my bra open. As I aid you in taking it off you squeeze my tits, lightly pinching the nipples, making them hard. You turn me around to face you, locking your lips with mine. I touch the tip of my tongue to your upper lip, asking you to deepen your kiss. Your hands cruise down my body to cup my ass, as you press your fingers between my legs you can feel my wetness seeping through my jeans.

I slip my hands over your naked thighs, up your hips, under the shirt you still wear. I rake my nails over your back, lower to your ass, then bring my hands around to cup you again, just for a second before I push your shirt up so I can lick your nipples.

Knowing if I continued to touch you like this you would never get to torture me with pleasure you decide to bind my hands. 

You guide me onto my back, still kissing me, rubbing against me. You pull my hands away from you and ask me to close my eyes…you get up from the bed to get the rope from your computer bag, you watch me. I can hear you moving around, hear a zipper, but I don’t think anything of it. I hear you take off you shirt as you walk back to the bed. You look at my face to see that my eyes are closed, I have a very content look on my face… you ask me what I’m thinking… 

“I was just thinking how much I want to touch you.” As you climb back onto the bed, I feel your hand skim over my tummy, I reach out to cup you but you grab my hands and push them over my head. I open my eyes in surprise and begin to protest. You smother it with a deep kiss. After you kiss me breathless, you trail you lips over my cheek, as your tongue licks my ear you see gooseflesh forms on my skin. I moan and turn my head to give you better access, I feel your grip loosen on my hands and try to touch you again. I’m only able to get one hand free before you catch it again… 

“Oh no you don’t,” you say, “you just keep your hands to yourself.”

But I just can’t help myself. You roll on top of me, my legs wrap around you and I grind against your hard cock… you groan, and reach for your rope. 

“Since you’re going to be a little vixen, I’m going to tie you up. Then I’m going to drive you over the edge.” You say this as you begin to wrap rope around my wrists. I give a mild fight, telling you not to, that I want to touch you. I beg you let me feel your cock in my hands, but to no avail. After tying my wrists you move up the bed to tie the rest of the rope to the headboard.

“You’re mine now…” and the sweet torture begins. 

"First thing, these jeans have got to go.”

I watch you as you open the clasp and undo the zipper. I lift my bottom off the bed as you ease me out of my jeans. My legs lift; you pull my jeans off and rest my ankles on you shoulders. You begin to kiss and lick you way down my inner calf; your teeth graze my inner thigh. Just as I think you’re going to start to suckle me you come out from between my legs and lie next to me. You look down at my face to see me staring up at you… willing you with my eyes to touch me. You lay your hand over my cheek, your thumb brushes across my lips. I catch the pad between my teeth, flicking my tongue against it.

“What do you want me to do to you?” 

“Touch me.” I plead, “Make me cum.”

With a growl you begin. Your mouth descends on my breasts. You take one hard nipple into your mouth, rolling your tongue around it, biting it. You firmly squeeze the other breast, pinching its crest. I arch off the bed, moaning your name.

“You like that?”

“Oh god yes!” My hips rotate against your leg, urging you on. Your mouth moves to the other breast, your hand drifts lower to the edge of my panties at my hip. You give a light tug on them, teasing me before sliding your hand under to cup my ass. You squeeze my cheek, dipping your fingers under the edge of my panties. You feel my wetness as your fingertips graze over my ass, making you squeeze harder. Your hand comes back up to grip the silky fabric; with one quick move you rip the delicate seams.

You look down to see what has been exposed. There’s a small tuft of brown curls and soft, creamy white skin. Your mouth begins to salivate at the thought of feasting on my wet pussy. Your hands spread my thighs apart. I feel your fingers probe around the outer lips of my pussy; circling around my clit. My hips arch against them. You watch my face as I wriggle with pleasure. I tell you to make me cum but you keep using slow, feather light touches. Driving me to the edge yet never letting me fall.

You decide you can’t wait any longer to taste me. You kiss, lick and suckle your way down my body. You position yourself between my legs; your hands reach under me to hold my hips. You feel the weight of my feet rest on you shoulders. My scent intoxicates you, my body quivers with anticipation. 

Using your fingers you spread me wide open. First you lick my inner lips, occasionally swirling your tongue around my clit yet never touching it. You begin to alternate your tongue, giving me slow flat licks, and then pushing the tip against my swollen clit. I moan, arching against your mouth demanding more. Your tongue darts inside my cunt, the pad of your thumb rubbing against my clit.

Thrusting my hips upward, I explode in a powerful climax. I cry out as I cum all over your face. You continue to lick me as I come down from orgasm. While I’m still tender you insert you middle finger, pushing it against the roof of my slick pussy. I feel you rub against my g spot, building the pressure again. Your tongue flicks my clit. I clamp my legs around your head trying to hold you still.

“No, not yet. I can’t take it again so soon!” You push my legs apart and up, touching my knees to my tits. Your fingers bite into my flesh leaving small bruises.

“You are mine to do whatever I want to… and right now I’m going to make you cum over and over until you beg me to fuck you.” You let my legs go to kneel over me; you grab my chin, turning my face to look at you. “Look at me when I’m talking to you.”

Our eyes meet and I realize I’m completely at your mercy. You lean down to kiss me, I bite your lower lip in defiance. You twist a nipple in your fingers causing me to release my hold. 

“Fight all you want, but you will beg.” As you release my tender nipple you make your way back down to my sensitive clit. You push my legs back up and dive in. I feel your moustache brush against my lips as your lick the bottom of my opening. Your tongue drifts lower, licking up cum that has steamed over my ass. You swirl the tip around my anus, then press it against the centre. I arch my hips and moan, you here a please escape my lips.

“Please what?” you ask. When I don’t reply you move away, nibbling on my inner thigh. You hold my hips in place when I try to move my cunt against your mouth. You say again, “Please what?”

“Stick your tongue in my ass!” You look up to see me blushing; amused you continue your torture. Your tongue returns to my ass, circling it. I feel it press against the centre, my hips arch up against it. You penetrate me, first with your tongue, then with your finger. I thrash against your hand as you pump your finger in and out. You bring your tongue back up to suck on my clit. As I begin to cum you lift your head to watch me.

“You like that don’t you?” you ask. “You want me to fuck you now don’t you?” you hear and incoherent moan. You pull your fingers from me and reach up to squeeze my tit. I turn my head to look at you. “I’m sorry I didn’t quite get that.”

“YES!” I growl at you. I feel you pinch my nipple hard, telling me I didn’t answer you completely. “Yes I want you to fuck me, I want your cock inside me!” Pleased with my answer you come up to straddle my chest. The tip of your hard cock rests against my lips. I open them and touch my tongue to your swollen head, licking up precum. You reach over to the bedside table to get a condom giving me more access to your shaft. I run my tongue over the underneath of it.

“You’re such a tease,” you say, putting on the condom. You slide down beside me, your hand going between my legs to stroke. “Get on your stomach.” Before I can hesitate you flip me over. You lift my hips up to put a pillow under me, exposing me to you. I feel your finger probe against me, lightly rubbing my clit. You push my legs apart with your knees. Feeling my unease you try to reassure me, “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle until you’re used to me.”

Your hands grip my hips as you guide yourself to my opening. You push the tip against it, penetrating. As you push forward, you feel me surround you. You pull back and thrust forward, going deeper each time. I moan, my hands fisting in the covers. When you completely fill me, you lean forward to kiss my neck. You groan as I tighten around you.

“Fuck. You are so tight.” You pull out and slowly thrust into me again. My breath catches. “You like that. Is my cock big enough for you?” On a shaky sigh, I answer you.

“Oh god yes, it’s been so long since I’ve been fucked by someone so big” As I tell you this you begin to pump my cunt; a slow but steady rhythm. You brace your hands beside my shoulders; your hips grind into me. I feel your balls slap against my swollen clit as you pick up your pace. I can hear your breathing, ragged with pleasure. I push my ass against you, matching your thrusts.

You straighten your body, exposing my ass to your probing fingers. Your thumb pushes inside me causing me to cum hard. You feel my muscles tighten around you, urging you on. You feel yourself getting close and pull out. I moan in protest, bucking against your hand.

“Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!” I beg. You remove your hand; I feel your weight leave the bed. “Where are you going?” you don’t answer, I can hear you rummaging around behind me. When I try to roll over to see what you are doing your hand clamps down on my calf.

“Don’t be so impatient,” I hear you say. You climb back on top of the bed, I feel you straddle me, your ankles resting against the backs of my knees. You spread my ass cheeks with your hand, drizzling something cool over my anus. “I’ve been wanting to do this ever since you told me you were disappointed the first time your ass was fucked.”

I feel pressure against the tight opening and realizing your intentions I try to relax. I moan in pain and pleasure as you tip pushes past the tightness. You push a little deeper before retreating. You spread my cheeks wide as you push in again. Once you are half way in you lean forward to pin me to the bed; your hands grip my shoulders. I moan as you continue to fuck me, going deeper and deeper until I’m completely filled by you.

As you wait for me to get used to you, you lick my neck; bite my shoulder. You whisper to me how tight I am, I try to answer you but can’t speak. You feel me push up against you, urging to continue. On an oath you begin to pump into me. You see my hands griping the sheets, my knuckles white. You slowly pull out thinking I’m in too much pain. Just before you get the entrance I scream out.

“Oh fuck me, please fuck me!” at my urging you thrust into me again. “Oh yes, god yes!” Needing no further encouragement you pick up your pace. I feel your heavy breathing against my ear, your groaning, whispers of how much you like it. You hear me urge you on, whimpers of pleasure escaping my lips as I tell you to go harder, deeper.

I feel pressure building inside me, your cock hitting the top of my pussy through the layers of tissue. I fight not to tighten against you as I begin to cum, knowing I could hurt you or worse push you out. It only heightens the orgasm giving me the strength to rip free of my restraints. I reach my hand back and dig my nails into your hip. I scream my pleasure, my body violently shuddering against you. Unable to control it anymore I squeeze my ass around you causing you to cum hard. With each shot of cum you thrust deep into me until you’re empty, you collapse. 

I begin to feel you soften inside me; still joined you roll us onto our sides, holding me against you, both of our bodies still quaking.



The Dream



this is for you Sara

* * * * *

For some bizarre reason, we were shopping for a car...an exotic sports car. I'm looking at you critically as you sit in something zoomy....a convertible Porsche, I think. The car is fuzzy in my mind, but you are crystal clear. You're wearing a green sweater, your arm draped over the door, chin resting on your forearm, smiling that incredible smile. Your wavy hair is up, casual, sexy. "That one looks good on you." A salesman watches us from across the expansive showroom over a sea of sharp colors and shining chrome and glass.

"You think so?"

"Uh huh. But then again, with you in it, a Pinto would turn into rolling sex."

You laugh lightly and open the door, revealing a black skirt that barely hides the tops of your thigh high stockings. My cock tingles as I think about what you're not wearing underneath that skirt.

I take your hand, helping you out of the car. We move to the next car on the showroom floor, a 1988 Maserati Biturbo. You wrinkle your nose. "Too clunky." 

Strolling around the showroom, you smile at a perfect ice blue 1966 AC Cobra with a racing resume', but I pull you away. "Way above our price range." You raise your eyebrow. Evidently, in this dream we have some pretty deep pockets, but that is a half a million dollar car.

After a lot of gazing and admiring, we make our way over to a 1956 Porsche Speedster, black with gleaming chrome wheels. You slide in behind the wheel, and I get in the passenger side. The low-back, ass hugging bucket seats make it a little tricky to get in, and your skirt rides up your thighs, exposing the lace at the top of your stockings. You pretend not to notice my eyes on your skin as you adjust the seat and mirrors, testing the shifter and pedals. "Well?" I ask. "Should we see if we can talk him into letting us take it for a spin?"

"No. I don't think so." 

"How come?" 

You squirm in the firm, deep seat, and say, half joking, "I like it, but how are we supposed to fuck in this car? You can't even move in these seats, and they don't lean back, or anything." Glancing up at the salesman, I grin mischeviously and reach back to pull the claustrophobic top closed over our heads, latching it to the windshield frame. "What are you doing?"

I lean close and whisper in your ear. "That's a very good question, darling. And honestly, I don't have an answer for you. But maybe we can figure it out together." You're looking through the low windshield at the salesman as you feel my hand on your thigh, above the stockings, sliding your skirt up. You turn towards me, and our mouths meet in a sensual kiss, our tongues exploring, lips sliding against one another, for a long moment. My hand moves from your thigh to the side of your face, tracing down the side of your neck. Almost involuntarily, you open your legs slightly, pushing your hips forward, causing your skirt to ride up still higher, and exposing the smooth lips of your lovely pussy and the tender skin of your uppermost thighs. 

As our kissing grows more impassioned, I run my hand down your neck, over your sweater, gently caressing your breasts through the material. You moan softly into my mouth, your already taut nipples sending electricity directly to you pussy. You feel the growing wetness between your legs, and I run my fingertips between your pussy lips, sliding them into our kiss, both of our tongues caressing my fingers, tasting your sweet cream. 

Moving my hand back between your legs, I gently rub and caress your pussy, rubbing the juices over your skin. I slide them down under you, rubbing the sweet fluid over your asshole, dipping just the tip of my finger inside. You gasp softly, moaning. Already the close interior of the car begins to take on the musky scent of your sex. I lick my lips, breathing it in deeply. You glance down between my legs, seeing the swell of my hard cock in my pants, damp with the precum already oozing from the tip, and you reach down and unfasten them. Your hand closes around my shaft, gliding slowly up and down on a sheen of slick precum, my hips thrusting slowly to meet each caressing stroke. I groan softly into our kiss, trying to stay quiet in spite of the sweet ecstacy of your touch.

I break our kiss, pulling away slightly. Your eyes are dark with passion as I smile. I whisper, "Slide over onto my lap." You glance over at the salesman, looking our way from time to time, but unable to see inside the dark interior of the Speedster. 

Smiling, you move easily over the gearshift onto my lap as I slide down in the seat. Your legs drape outside of mine as you recline back against me. You turn your head to kiss me as my hands move between your legs, one gently spreading the lips of your pussy, the other guiding my aching-hard cock into you. We move together, my cock sliding in and out of you, and grinding in a slow circle as our hips move together. One hand is on your body, sliding up inside your sweater, massaging your breasts through your bra, rubbing the tight bundles of your nipples with soft fingertips. My other hand is between your legs, sliding up and down your pussy lips wrapped around my cock, fingering your clit as we move together. 

We start to move more quickly, my hips driving my cock in and out of you forcefully as my breathing turns into steady low moans. I take your slick, swollen clit between my finger and thumb, rolling it gently, my fingers sliding over it, and you feel your orgasm start to build. You break our kiss, burying your face in my shoulder to stifle your moans, panting, "Fuck me Adam....I'm gonna cum baby...."

The sound of the desperate passion in your voice and the sweet ache of my cock driving in and out of you combine, and almost out of nowhere, my orgasm hits me as yours erupts inside you, your pussy squeezing and milking my cock as it pumps my hot cream into your pussy. Clinging to you as I cum, I bite back my moans, my breath hissing between clenched teeth as I cum with you, feeling your body shiver, your legs tremble. I run my hands over your body gently as we come down together, kissing your cheek and neck softly. My cum trickles out of your pussy, down the shaft of my cock. 

You lift your head to smile at me. "I'll take it."



The Dream



Yea I found you the other night. When I saw you I walked over looked into your eyes, wrapped my strong arms around you and kissed your sweet lips, as your tongue slid into my mouth and I sucked on it as my hands slid down your back, cupping your sweet ass, pulling you closer to me, so close that you can feel my cock starting to stir as your hot passionate Tongue does what it does so well, Excite. Your breasts pressed against my chest, so soft, so warm. I can feel your nipples so hard pressed against me, and I can't begin to explain to you how hot and erotic that feels, and you have to know by know that I love the feeling of your sweet ass in my hands as I caress it. 

As I bring my hands up from your ass I slide them under your shirt slowly raising it above you and off. Looking at you in the sheer lace bra is so hot, as I slide my fingers across the material, feeling your breast under it, I reach down to the middle and unhook it from the front as I slowly slide it open and off the, freeing them, Mmmm I see your hard erect nipples standing there just waiting to be licked and sucked, lets not keep them waiting as I lean down touching the tip of my tongue to it, before circling it around it in a circle. Then kissing it lightly with my hot lips before wrapping them around it sucking it deep into my mouth. As I walk you backwards you set on the edge of the bed, I kneel in front of you, wow I can't help looking into your soft sensual eyes. 

As I kiss my way across your breast into the valley between them then slide my tongue up to the other, Mmmmmmmmm your nipples taste so good in my mouth. As you lean back I slowly unsnapped your pants, and slowly slide them down off you. As I kneeled and leaned over you I slide my fingers across the top of you panties letting them slide across your sweet mound, then down across your lips, even through the sheer material cover it I can feel the heat, the passion and the wetness already. As I lean over I slide my tongue across the same path that my fingers just traveled, and as I come back up across your lips and mound and back to the top I hook my fingers in them and slide them down as I start again, kissing and licking you as the material uncovers inch by hot inch. 

As I slide you panties down your sexy legs I kiss and lick your legs on the way down, As the slide off your feet I take them in my hands and kiss your sweet toes, painted and looking so cute. As I slide my tongue across your toes, nibbling them biting them, sliding my tongue up across your instep as my hands massage and caress it. Kissing back up your legs my hands now massaging your thighs I can hear you breathing deepen and hear your soft moans also. 

I love hearing that, as I kiss and nibble my way up your inner thighs, my beard brushing against them I get to your sweet pussy now so wet, hot and your lips so swollen as I take the tip of my tongue and slide it across them, before taking them into my mouth and sucking on them, pulling them lightly into my mouth deep, taking one hand and slide it up to caress your breasts and nipples I use the other to spread your sweet lips so that I can lick and suck your hard, hot clit, my tongue tasting and circling it before I suck it into my mouth, your legs lifting and resting on my shoulders. 

As my tongue parts your lips I can feel your pussy clamp down on it, squeezing it, it is so erotic feeling that. As you pull you legs up and rest your feet on my shoulder I can now slide my tongue across your sweet cheeks, nibbling them before sliding it down back across your sweet ass. Between my hot tongue and your flowing juices your so wet, as I slide 2 finger between your lips, slowly deep into you I lick and suck your hot clit once more, taking another finger I circle your ass as I start to slide it in slowly, your hips wiggling back into it, my tongue and lips hot on your clit as I slide my fingers in and out of you slowly at first and faster as I feel your teasing up and ready to cum for the first of many orgasms. 

As your orgasm build I suck your clit deep into me as your sweet, hot cum shoots on my hand, my chin, my chest, flooding me with it, licking it all up, my fingers removed you set up breathing heavy, looking into my eyes before kissing me so deep and so passionate. My mouth and tongue covered in your sweet cum, get up and laying next to you your head on my chest, me stroking your hair and back, you stroking my chest and legs, holding each other waiting, wondering what will come next.



The Dream



I had a dream. It was about this one eyed monster. It was laying down, then slowly rose up. The sun was shinning. As it turned I could see a glint of moisture in it's eye. The sun must have been too bright! It looked around, saw a beautiful cave, with thick black foliage, and ran to it, to get out of the sun. 

First it reached out and touched the entrance. To make sure it was real. It was very soft to the touch. He ran his hand all over the entrance, round and round, until he felt something that wasn't there before. A little knot. This surely had to be a magical cave. Because each time his hand touched the knot, the whole cave seemed to move. 

This intrigued the monster. He continued to brush the knot one way, then another. Each time the cave moved a little more. He kept this up till he was sure it was safe to go inside. He kept his hand on the knot, which seemed to grow harder. This would be his security, as he slid inside, if he needed to come out again quickly!

As he eased closer to the cave, he smelled it. It smelled good. He could feel the warmth coming from the cave. He also noticed that upon closer inspection, it was damp inside. This was ok, because he preferred dampness to dryness. 

With his hand still on the knot, he started his entry. He was very cautious at first. He would only stick his head inside, then pull it back out. After several times of doing this he felt more confident. He could feel the warmth inside, it felt good. He also noticed that the cave seemed to be more moist than it was before. 

Once he had his head inside, he push his body further inside. He kept pushing till he was all the way inside. The walls of the cave were SOFT, WARM, and WET. That was just the way he liked it. Once inside, he just lay there for a minute or two, soaking up how good it felt inside the cave. 

Not wanting to let loose of the knot, he relaxed his grip. He felt safe, so he let go. While removing his hand, his fingers brushed the knot. The cave fluttered, it seemed to close in around his massive body. He withdrew his body, except for his head. He waited, then pushed his way back in. The exiting and entering felt so good to his body, that he kept going in and out, while playing with the knot. Each time he played with the knot, the cave closed in around his body. 

He noticed that after several minutes of this, going in and out, that the cave was producing more moisture. This was good because it helped him to enter and exit more easily. The more he played with the knot, the wetter the cave became. Things were going great. He was sliding in and out at a very fast pace, it was feeling soooo good! 

All of a sudden, he had this uncontrollable urge. He had this pressure building deep within him. He had to let it out! He opened his mouth, and let it fly. Hitting the walls of the cave, it felt great! As this urge subsided, he lay there, this stuff still dripping from his mouth. 

He rubbed the knot real fast, to thank the cave for the great time he just had. This caused the caves WARM, SOFT, WET walls to get tighter around his body. He kept it up, because it felt good to him, and the cave seemed to enjoy it too. All of a sudden, the cave gripped his body tighter, and then the cave gushed. It felt warm when it flooded his body. It tasted good too. 

After several minutes of spasms, the cave started to relax it's grip. He started withdrawing his body. He would remember this cave, and come back as often as he could. He had the best time of his life today! The feelings that he felt were indescribable while inside. As he withdrew his head, he reached up and kissed the knot, to thank the cave for such a good time. The cave shuddered with delight, it had found a new friend!

As he staggered away, he patted the entrance to the cave. Gave the knot a little flick with his fingers, and said, "I'll be back very soon!



The Dream



I screamed at the top of my lungs, I sat up looking around. "Thank god it was just a dream." I mumbled to myself. I sat there for a good while thinking of the dream I just had, it was the same one I had been having for nearly a week. 

I was standing on a cliff somewhere hot and dry, a desert I think, I looked around and saw a couple of men trying to force a woman to have sex with them. I hated men that did those kind of things. I ran over and knocked them away, I swooped her up in my arms and looked around and spotted a car, it must have been the guys, I put her in the passenger seat and got in the drivers side and floored the car, we flew across the desert for what like seemed like hours, until we came upon a stretch of road, the road was smoother than the desert I must say.

I sighed and relaxed, I turned to look at the woman, I realized than that she still had no clothes on except a scarf to hide most of her face except her eyes, god what eyes she had, and long dark hair that ended just below. I couldn't help it, but my eyes traveled down her body 

and my eyes locked on her breasts, god what breasts, they were firm with hard pink nipples, did without thinking my eyes traveled down the remainder of her body to her dark bush of hair. I stared at her pussy for a good minute or two, that's when I noticed that she had become very wet, I was embarrassed, what if she caught me looking at her, I looked up and I was looking her right in the eyes. "Stop the car." She said.

Strange I thought, her voice sounded familiar. I pulled over to the side of the road, I shut off the car.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't help but look miss." I said. 

"It's ok, I think you for saving my life." She said. 

"No problem, I couldn't just stand there and let them rape you." I said. 

"I'm very thankful and for saving my life I want to give you something." She said. 

"What." I said as I turned to look at her. She got out of the car and motioned for me to do the same. I got out and went around to the other side where she was standing. "What now." I asked. 

"Strip." She said. 

"What, out here." I said.

"Strip now." She said. I started to get a hardon. I did as she instructed and began to strip, when I pulled my boxers down my erection sprang out like a steel rod, she gasped, I couldn't blame her 11 inches was pretty big. So there we were standing next to the car on the side of the highway. I started to say something when she pushed me down to the ground. She stood over me and lowered her waiting cunt to my mouth, god what juices, I explored every bit of her delicious pussy as my hands played with her breasts. I made her cum after cum for nearly twenty minutes, I sucked up most of her juices that I could. She stood and moved down to stand over my waist with my cock pointing strait up at her pussy like a arrow, slowly she lowered herself onto my waiting cock.

I felt the head of my cock penetrate her, she stopped than slid the rest of me in to her, not all at first but with steady strokes she eventually got all of me in her, before long I brought her to another orgasm. She started to go faster and I moved my hips in timing with hers, I felt my climax approaching , As it neared I told her that I was about to cum, she told me to cum in her, fill her with my man juice. That turned me on and I started to pound upward into her as I meet her downward thrusts. I felt myself cumming, I hollered out. That's when I got a big suprise, She screamed out. "Thas it little brother, cum in me, cumm in your big sister."She said. I stopped and reached up to remove the scarf, oh god it was Janet, my big sister...

I would always wake up at that point with the smiling image of her on my thoughts, I had never thought about my sister sexually until I started having those dreams. 

My name is Danny, I just turned 18 about a month earlier, my sister Janet is 20, but we still live with our parents. I started to feel guilt for the dreams of my sister. I got up and headed down to the kitchen to get a glass of water, I had walked by the kitchen table without noticing my sister there. I froze in place when I heard her voice. "Evening Danny." She said. 

I turned. "Oh, Hi sis, you scared me there for a sec." I said.

"So, when did you get home." I said. 

"A couple of hours ago." She said. I started to turn back to the counter when she spoke up again. 

"Ya know Danny, I heard something interesting when I came home." She said. 

"What." I said. I wasn't really paying attention to her, but what she next said shocked me and made me feel ashamed of myself. 

"I was going to my room when I heard you talking in your room." She said staring at me. I held my breath waiting for her to finish. " I entered your room and I gasped at the sight of you naked on the bed, I started to turn and leave when I heard you call my name." She said. I stood waiting for her to finish. "

I turned back to you and went over to your side and that's when I realized that you were dreaming, I thought it was kind of funny at first then you starting telling me, "no, I can't sis, and how could you let me fuck you sis, and you also hollered out , "you want me to fuck you harder, well you got it sis," it was very interesting little brother, but tell me why you would think about fucking me, I'm your sister. " She said.

"It was just a dream, we all have them." I said. She stood up, and came to stand in front off me, she looked up into my eyes. " If you wanted me all you had to do was ask. " She said. I gasped out load and stumbled backwards and hit the counter. "What are you saying sis?" I said. I had started to get a erection, I can't believe my sister is making me aroused. She came over and pressed her body against me. I shut my eyes and tried to think of something else. She grabbed my cock and began to stroke through my boxers, I gasped and moaned without thinking. 

" Oh my, does little love big sister stroking his cock." She said. I opened my eyes. Sis, I, we." Was all I could say. She grabbed my boxers and tugged them down. She looked up at me and stuck my huge cock into her mouth….

This can't be happening I gasped in between pleasures, It has to be a dream, but no matter how many times I willed myself to wake up, every time I looked down, I saw my sister giving me the blowjob of a life time. I couldn't take it anymore I grabbed her hair and stated to pump into her mouth, she moved faster and I felt myself start to cum, I tried to pull away but, she grabbed me started to suck faster and faster, I moaned and shot my load into her mouth, she continued sucking to make sure that she had got every drop. She stood up and removed her robe. 

I gasped at her body, It was just like my dream. She hoped onto the table and spread her legs,. "Come and eat my pussy Danny boy." She said. I didn't need a second invitation, I went over to her and dropped to my knees and began to eat her pussy, god what pleasure, It was the most incredible thing I had ever experienced, and from the moans my sister was making I think she was thinking the same thing. I moaned loud when she cum on my face, I did the best to lick it up. She moaned with pleasure. I was so into it, when she grabbed my head and pulled me up. "Lets go finish this somewhere more private little brother. " She said. She grabbed my hand and led me to my room, once we were in she turned and locked the door. She pushed me down on the bed and climbed on top of me. 

She grabbed my cock and held it still as she lowered herself onto it, at first she couldn't take me all in, but each time she pushed down, she took more of me into her. I started to pump into her to meet her thrusts, My hands found her breasts and started to pinch her nipples, she moaned with pleasure. I was pumping into her when she jerked and I felt her cum pool on my cock. I felt my own climax approach, I started to pump her faster, "Oh god I'm going to cum again Danny, make your big sister cum." I pumped her faster, I was going crazy fucking the hell out of her and she loved it, I thrust upward and pushed us both upwards and I felt my cum flood into her as hers pored onto me. I feel back against the bed and collapsed onto me. She climbed off me and slid under the covers, I did the same. We drifted off to sleep.

I awoke the next morning with her head on my chest, stroked her hair. She awoke and looked up at me and smiled. " I thought it was a dream Janet." I said. "Oh no Danny, it was very real." She said. And with that she started to suck my cock again.

You know I never had that dream anymore, I had the real thing now!

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Dear Readers, 

This is my first story involving Incest, I plan to write at least one story for every category. If you enjoyed the story or would like to drop me a line, let me know. 

Sincerely Yours, 

East_KaioShin.



The Dream



I had the most wonderful dream last night and I am still wondering if it was a dream at all. I found myself nude, lying on a bed, my hands were tied above my head my ankles secure to the bedpost at the foot of the bed. I heard his voice behind me, soft but strong..." I have a few new treats for you my lovely,

I know you will enjoy them immensely, would you like to see them??" I nodded my head and his hands appeared from behind me...one holding a glass of ice and the other a single nipple clamp. His hands left my sight and then reappeared, in one was an 8" dildo and in the other a 4" vibrator, my breath quickened. He chuckled softly under his breath as he noticed mine quicken. His hands then reappeared holding a red satin scarf, as he waved it in front of my face he said softly..." you will not know what is coming my little one...you can only wonder...does that excited, my little one??" I closed my eyes as the red satin drew closer to my face. I knew that the anticipation, not knowing what was coming next would only increase the excitement. I felt his hands secure the scarf behind my head and I heard him speak softly..."what to do first, oh yes this will do quite nicely." I could only hear him move about...



As my breathing quickened I felt a soft touch on my left breast...the skin of the hand was rough but the touch was feather light. It slowly made it's way to my nipple, fingering my nipple ring, I reacted immediately and my nipple became hard. As fingers rolled my nipple around I could feel the wetness starting between my legs. I felt it move over to the other breast...teasing, pinching and rolling that nipple too. Then the voice came...soft in my ear and it made me catch my breath... " A new treat for you my love... relax and enjoy for I am sure that you will like it" then I felt the fingers give my nipple a tight squeeze and then I felt it...the nipple clamp...applying just enough pressure to be a constant reminder. The voice came again" breathe my dear, there is more to come indeed," 

When his hands left me I didn't know what to expect next, it scared me yet excited me, I could feel myself getting wetter as each moment went by. The next thing I felt was cold water dripping on my stomach, the ice. My breathing quickened and I heard him laughing under his breath. The cold trail of water slowly traveled up my stomach until I felt it on my breast, raining cold drops on my nipples...making them harder than before...the drops then moved higher until I felt them hit my lips, I slowly extended my tongue, I had a thirst to quench, but not only for the water. He then slid the ice cube between my lips. I sucked at it hungrily. I then felt more drops, slowly working their way down to my stomach; I knew what was next and my heart started racing. I felt the drops grow closer and closer to the most private part of me...as the first one hit my lips and rolled down I shivered, not from the cold but from the sweet torture... my hairless lips in no way protecting my sensitive clit. 

I felt more drops...they were closer and closer to my clit and I knew it was a matter of time before they got there and I was so right. When the first one hit it was like a lightening bolt going through my body, exquisite pleasure. The drops of water stopped and my mind started to race, I did not know what would be next. I felt his two hands, they parted my thighs and one hand worked its way up. I felt it parting my lips, feeling the extreme moisture that was there. It circled and teased my clit...knowing just where to touch to drive me crazy, then the other feeling came. 

Something cool yet soft, gently vibrating, I knew it was the 4" vibrator, I felt it hover over my clit never quite touching but I cold feel the vibe from it, it then went lower and I felt it enter me slowly, the wetness so great that it went in with ease and the voice came again " I see how wet you are my little one, is all of this for me... do I do this to you?", all I could manage was a husky "yes". So intent on enjoying what was being done to me. I felt the vibrator slide out and go lower... I knew what was coming and I readied myself...as it teased the tight anal opening I knew I needed to relax... then I felt it, a gentle pressure pushing in on my anus, and I relaxed and let it work its way in...the vibrating sensation going through my whole body. The voice whispered to me" make sure it stays in little one, I will get mad if you let it out, please don't make me mad little one." I knew it would require all my concentration to hold it in but the pleasure was so sweet. 

Then it was at my lips...I knew it was the large dildo, I opened my mouth and took it in...sucked on it greedily...wetting it with my tongue...I heard him laugh under his breath...he knew I wanted it and wanted it bad... and he removed it from my mouth.  I then felt it pressing against my clit, gentle yet steady pressure moving up and down. I was so wet it slid with ease up and down the length of my slit, I was half insane now ready to cum but I wanted to hold back, make the pleasure last. Then I felt it slide into me, filling me so completely. 

I knew it would not take long for me to cum to feel that sweet release. As he moved it in and out of me he whispered in my ear, " remember when you cum you cum for me, it is not for you it is for me." He quickened the pace and I felt myself approaching orgasm quickly...it was like he could read my body and he stopped...the dildo fully embedded in me. 

"Not yet little one...just a little longer" he said. After only moments he started again with a quicker and more aggressive pace, making the dildo fill me completely with each stroke and I knew it wouldn't be long, my body was on fire and the only thing that would extinguish it would be an orgasm. As I felt myself get closer I spread my legs wider and he fucked me harder, responding to my body's need for release. I was ready to cum and heard his voice in my ear" cum for me little one cum now and cum hard...give it to me" He took my nipple into his mouth and tongued my nipple ring and that sent me over the edge. My back arched, my body stiffened and then it happened, shocks of pleasure running through me...taking my body and soul to that other level... releasing all tension and those sweet juices...coating the dildo and his hand. The orgasm was mind blowing, sweet and total release and been obtained. I felt him slide the dildo out and then the small vibe next. My breathing was so labored and my heart still racing. The nipple clamp came off next and he untied my hands. As I reached for the blindfold he stopped me and whispered, "leave it on for now little one and rest you have pleased me so well." 

When I woke up the blindfold had worked it's way off, he was nowhere to be seen, was it a dream... I wondered for days...



The Dream



I dreamt of him again. I know it should stop. He's like a brother after all. My closest friend, I dream of his hands touching me, caressing me. His full mouth kissing me in places that have tingled when he's around. 

His hard body pressed against mine as he enters my soft wet pussy. I woke up in a start this morning only to discover that it wasn't him pressed up against me, but my hand. A poor substitute at this point but I need all the help I can get. 

Cocooned in the warmth of my blankets, glad that I had gone to bed wearing only a pair of satin panties, my hand gently skims down over my covered lips. Feeling the moisture start to seep through. My nipples are being lightly grazed by the blanket, as was the rest of my body. Images of my dream start floating back to me. 

We'd been sitting together on his living-room couch talking after seeing a movie. And in the blink of an eye he had kissed me. 

Mmmm…. 

That kiss alone would have gotten me wet. He had been soft and thorough by turns as well as rough and demanding. I could feel how badly he had wanted me in that kiss. 

His mouth had trailed soft kisses along my jaw, down my neck, pausing to give me the slightest bite at the base. Then continued to scrape his teeth down one breast until he'd reached the very edge of my tank top. 

"Do you want me to stop?" He'd asked lifting only his eyes to mine keeping his head right where he'd stopped, poised to continue as soon as I asked him to. 

Unable to speak, I shook my head and lowered the straps of my top, letting them fall, revealing my full breasts to his gaze. I took hold of one of his hands and placed his palm directly over the nipple his lips were so close to. The heat of his palm coursing through me made my eyes close and my head drop back in pleasure. I felt his hand close around me and begin to kneed my breast, softly at fist, then became more insistent when he saw my reaction to the rough handling. His other hand, which had been skimming back and forth over my thigh, lifted my leg until it encircled his waist. Making my skirt pool around my hips. His hand roamed down the back of my thigh, cupping my bottom, bringing it to sharp contact with his throbbing erection. My hips began to lift and strain against the contact, moving back and forth. His hands had flexed squeezing my butt and dragging me even closer to him. 

My hand slide under my panties and continue the dream now that I am awake, letting one finger slide in to my folds causing me to shiver. I imagine his hand touching me. His hand, driving me slowly wild. I use that same finger to enter me all the way. My back arches in response to the pleasure. I take my hand out from under my covers and lift that same hand to my lips, letting my own scent intoxicate me. My tongue comes out and gives it a flick. 

My eyes close. 

I can feel him watching me. My finger is no longer my own but his. In my head I can see his eyes begging me to suck on it. To suck on his finger covered in my juices. I take my panties off completely and continue with my ministrations.

My other hand now comes in to play squeezing my breast, kneading them, pinching my nipples tight.

I want it hard. 

I want it rough. 

I need more pressure against me. I flip on to my stomach and begin to press my hips in to my mattress, moving my torso so that my nipples get some of that sweet friction too. My hands grip the edge of mattress giving me more leverage. My eyes close once more as I bite my lips. 

A moan escapes.

I can feel my own juices sliding down my legs seeping in to my mattress. I want him now. I need to feel his cock pounding in to me keeping time with me. I want to feel him start to fill, ready to explode. 

Hmmm…. 

God.

The image of his cumming on he does it.

Oh God! Ohhh!

My hips press against my mattress, grinding in to it as the sweet pleasure of it all washes over me.



The Dream



While deciding what to wear, looking forward to spending the evening alone with you, I feel a dizziness overcome me, and feel goose bumps rising on my arm as your hand touches mine. Then moving past me to take a shower, smiling you say 'I love you Nicole,' and as I undress a shiver runs through me as you speak those words. I put on a red teddy with black lace trim, French cut legs that dip down to a V, just below the waist and is tied with the three little red ties in the front.

I am unaware of your presence in the doorway as you come looking for me, your eyes travelling around the room until you see me, reclining on the couch reading. The light above my head shines through my hair, which flows freely around my shoulders, the book resting on my stomach as you watch. From where you are standing, you can see the gentle swell of my firm breasts above the black lace as I breathe steadily. You enjoy the subtle movement of my breasts' rise and fall as I lift my arm to turn the pages and you walk over, kneeling beside me on the floor.

Gently lifting a curl, twirling it in your fingers, enjoying its silkiness, I feel the hair on the back of your hand as it barely brushes against me. Sighing as my skin tingles, I turn my face and watch you with growing pleasure as your eyes travel the length of my body. Enjoying how I feel, as I watch you look at me, your finger lightly trace a pattern down the line of skin showing between the ties. You move them around the lace at the top of my legs and touch the bare skin, framed only by lace on either side of my teddy.

'How much reading do you have, my love?' you ask. 

'About a half hour more, maybe a little less' finding it hard to concentrate as your fingers slowly trail back up my body to my neck. All I can think about is, when are you going to undress me. You kiss me lightly on my cheek and whisper in my ear 'I might read until you're finished,' and walk away to settle in a chair nearby. Rustling the newspaper, burying yourself behind it, I watch you for a moment and all I see are your legs, and I think about them wrapped around me.

My mind goes back to the last time we made love with a passion that stirred my soul and spirit, and sigh, turning back to my book trying to concentrate on the words. I don't hear you get up until you return, stand next to me and ask, 'Would you like some ice cream?.'

'Thank you, that would be nice. Let me finish this page first' and you settle back in your chair. Setting the bowl down loudly on the table next to you, the spoon clattering against the side, you look at me and shrug your bare shoulders 'Sorry.'

Smiling as I close the book, silently crossing the room, I kneel down in front of you and lightly trail my fingernails from your ankles to your knee. Parting your legs slightly so I can rest between them, I peek under the newspaper and smile sweetly at you. 'Tom, I'm ready for my ice cream now.' You drop the paper to the floor and picking up the bowl, spoon a big bite and holding it out in front of me until I open my mouth.

The ice cream starts to melt and runs down my chin, dripping on your stomach, running down towards the curls of your soft public hair. Flinching with the coldness, you laugh and wipe my chin with your fingers as I take your hand, slowly licking, seeking the sweetness with the tip of my tongue and circle your palm until the stickiness is gone. Then, looking at you suggestively, I glance at the ice cream on your stomach, and lick it with the tip of my tongue, moving my lips delicately across your waist as you squirm, draw a deep breath and shudder with pleasure.

I move up the center of your stomach, over to each of your nipples, swirling my cold tongue around them until they become hard, my hands idly stroking your sides. Moving across your upper chest, I rest against your lap and through the thin fabric, feel the heat of your desire begin to stir and press against my body. 'Only 10 more minutes my love, I promise.'

'You tease, Nicole' you replied, tugging gently on a tie, which loosens quickly and easily, knowing the effect this gesture will have on me.

The fabric release its hold on my breasts, my nipples grow taut, seeking freedom and your touch as you smile, whispering in a husky voice, 'Back to your reading. I won't interrupt again, not for the next 10 minutes at least.' Now it's my turn to feel teased and sigh. We both know this playful game of taunting and teasing only intensifies our mounting excitement and I return to the couch. Moving slowly and deliberately, I bend down, punch the pillow and pick up my book, knowing full well that you are watching my every movement.

Feeling your loving caress and gaze move down my back, following the curve of my hips, resting on my scantily clad rear, I turn, open my book and settle down once again. My knees bent, one resting against the back of the couch, the other idly moving up and down. I become absorbed in my reading, unaware of the effect of my movement is having on you. Swinging my leg outward, you catch a glimpse of my naked womanhood, framed by the narrow strip of black lace running between my legs and moan.

I try to read for about five minutes, but my thoughts start to wander and are no longer on the words, letting the book drop to the floor, closing my eyes for a moment and savouring the feeling of being in love with you. Unconsciously and with my eyes closed, I touch my neck with my fingertips, stroking and turning my face to one side. My hand moves down over my shoulder as I spread my fingers, tracing light patterns and comes to rest on my breast. I massage the nipple until it is hard in my palm and sigh, slowly opening my eyes.

I look at you watching me with an intensity that shows your excitement and pleasure as I move to get up, embarrassed. But you cross the room, speaking gently in a whisper 'Don't stop sweetheart, let me watch you' and sit beside me undoing another tie. My breath is getting quicker and deep inside I know I would like you to watch as I caress myself. Your hand softly touches my breast, the nipples growing swollen between your fingers as you take my hand and place it with yours over my breast.

Then you move your hands over my body, between my legs and massage your palm against my shaved mound, parting my legs to your caresses and gentle touch as you softly whisper 'You know how much I like to look at your beautiful body. Don't you enjoy how you feel when I look at you?' I nod slowly, enjoying the sensation of your caresses and calming voice. Untying the last remaining tie, easing the fabric apart, you expose my swelling breasts to your eyes as they roam, touching each part of me with only the intensity of your gaze. I feel a spasm between my legs and moan softly as I think of you watching me caress myself.

Gently lifting me from the couch, you carry me into the bedroom, and lay my aroused body in the center of the bed, and slowly take my hands in yours. Kissing each finger and taking them into your mouth, you wrap your soft lips around each knuckle, slowly sucking upwards as your tongue licks my fingertips. Then you place my hand between my thighs, gently moving it under yours, whispering 'I love you Nicole.'

Tentatively, I move my hand above the waist, then over my breasts touching the side of my neck, and slowly rake my fingernails on the skin between my chin and my collarbone. Resting my head on the pillow, I close my eyes, abandoning myself to the sensations as I caress my body. My thoughts drift to the visions of you, imagining you growing harder as you watch every sign of my mounting passion in a way you have never seen before. I move my hands to the centre of my stomach, touching the skin revealed in the opening of my teddy and I push the fabric further apart.

Sliding the straps down my shoulders, arching my back, until the wisp of lace are pushed down around my waist, my hands travel up the length of my body and rest over each breast, cupping them, massaging, caressing and working the nipples into hard peaks. My breath is coming faster, my excitement mounts and I am lost to what I am doing. Opening my legs slightly, I move one hand down, working it under the fabric I can feel the moisture from my excitement as I slide my hand down further. I run my fingertips over my shaved nakedness, and dip them into my wetness, moaning as I touch myself.

Moving my wet fingers to my breasts, I squeeze each nipple, feeling them grow hard under my touch and moan softly as I imagine your fingers caressing me, then touch my slightly open mouth, stroking gently back and forth across my lips, tasting my juices. Then opening my legs wider, lightly brushing my fingertips back and forth across my inner thighs, I feel the rising pleasure coming from between my legs. Breathing heavy and sighing, I call your name and hear a husky deep sound in your voice as your speak.


'Yes Nicole, I'm here. Take the teddy off and let me see your beautiful nakedness' and slowly I arch my back and slide the cloth down my hips, kicking it off as I part my legs, placing my hand over the mound, feeling it's wetness against the palm. 'Open wider, and let me see all of you, my love. Abandon yourself. Let go,' your voice betrays your mounting passion and desire. It gives me courage and my legs open as I begin to explore the soft folds between my thighs.

Easing myself open, pushing the lips aside, my fingertips slide easily into the opening and I moan as I touch the inside of myself, sliding my fingers in the juices. Pausing each time to touch my hardening womanhood, circling it slowly, I enjoy the waves of sensation which are beginning to take hold of me. Feeling the softness and warmth deep within myself, I sigh and stroke my pleasure point, as each gentle touch, brings me closer to climax. Gently rocking in the motions of lovemaking, my hips thrust upward, I slide my fingers in and out and feel my orgasm begin. My legs remain open to your gaze and I feel myself shake and my cries fill the room as I moan with pleasure.

The first spasm of my orgasm begins to race through me with a new intensity. I am lost and unaware that you have joined me, until I can feel your tongue licking and caressing me. You push two fingers deep inside me, moving them slowly as your tongue probes my pulsing flesh, pushing me over the edge. 'Oohh Tom. Don't stop. Yesss. Aaaaahhhhh yess' and an intense orgasm floods over me. Then moving you between my legs, I place your manhood against the outside of my wet lips and hold your flesh in my hand, feeling its length and firmness. I rub you up and down between my legs, moaning with pleasure each time it passes over my erect womanhood.

Pulling you to my opening, and slowly sliding you into my warmth and wetness, I tighten my muscles around you, sucking you deeper inside. Moaning, you thrust harder, burying yourself deep within me as I arch upward to meet you and wrap my legs around your hips as we move in unison. Each thrust brings us closer and you deeper within me and feel your skin touch my insides with the intensity of your movements. You are hard like never before, filling me and taking me to another orgasm. I dig my nails into your back, arching into you as I tighten the grip my legs have on your hips.

Cupping my face in your hands, your tongue finds its way into my mouth, seeking mine until they meet with an urgency equal to the thrusting of our lower bodies. I feel my orgasm rising from deep within me and your hardness pulsating in readiness. 'Oohh Tom. Ooohhhh yes, release inside me. Fill with me your juices. Oohh Tom.' I call your name as you feel my spasms deep within me and we share the orgasm together. Our tongues meet in a wet fiery embrace as you tense and I feel your hardness swell with an intensity that leaves us both breathless.

Your juices fill me with each thrust until you collapse against me, whispering my name, the dampness of our bodies mingling together as we are still joined. You tilt your face towards mine, our lips meeting in a gentle soft kiss and we stay this way awhile, enjoying the sensation of being locked together. Feeling our heartbeats against one another, I push the damp hair from your forehead, touch your cheek and kiss you gently. 'Oh Tom, I love you so much.'

'I love you too Nicole.' Rolling off me, pulling me into your arms, we fall asleep against each other, our hearts and breathing as one. I wake from my dream and murmur your name, reaching out to hold you, but the space is empty where you once lay.



The Dream



He loved to watch her sleep. He had convinced himself, that because they were dating, he was not a peeping tom. He lived right next door anyway. There was, however, something exciting about watching her while she was just being herself with no outer influences. His name was Tim, and he had been dating Autumn for about two months, although they had known each other their whole lives. He would take her out, they would have a great time, and it always ended the same way… both of them wanting more. So he would sit on a bench near her window and long for her there.

Autumn, now asleep, was deep in REM sleep. All of her worldly cares seeped from her innocent face as she dreamed. Her dream's subject was her boyfriend, of course. How could she let him know that she wanted things to move along further? She was shy on the subject of sex, but was in love with Tim already and wanted him to know. In her dream, she caressed his face… She could feel the smoothness of it, and the slight bit of sweat on his brow. She told him her secret very coyly, causing him to raise his eyebrows in hope. "I have always been in love with you," he breathed earnestly, "ever since the third grade. You are a wonderful person, and I love being with you. I admire you so much, I only want to treat you the way you deserve to be treated." He sighed, clearly embarrassed. She flushed, feeling heat flare to her cheeks. Through her dream, she murmured his name.

Tim, sitting outside, definitely heard her moan his name. He became too filled with longing to hold her and slowly crept in through her open window. He could smell her perfume and hair from the window, as the ceiling fan blew soft air toward his face. She had just taken a shower before going to bed, and her skin still had that soft glow to it.

He noticed the yellow rose he had given her the night before, in a vase by her bed. He replaced it with a red one and discarded the yellow rose. He tripped over the edge of the bed and fell onto the floor, yelling out in pain. Apparently, Autumn was a heavy sleeper because she did not stir. Tim had only intended to change the roses, but he decided he might stay for a while since there was no way he would wake her up.

He stood at the edge of the bed for about five minutes, trying to decide what to do. He did not want to offend this sweet girl. She rolled over from her side to her stomach, exposing the fact that she was wearing nothing. She uttered something almost inaudibly, but Tim definitely heard the sexual undertones in her voice. That made up his mind. He slowly undressed down to his boxers, and was glad he had showered after dinner… he did not want to wake her up with the smell of garlic from his dinner!

He slowly slipped into her bed, with only his boxers on. He worked his way toward her. All he wanted to do was hold her. He turned to his side, facing her back. Slowly, he slid his tan arm over her shoulder and onto her breasts. They stiffened instantly. Through her dream, she moaned his name. His heart jumped into his throat. He began to slide his hands down her soft skin, softly cupping her breasts. He had to be gentle to keep her asleep. As he was getting up to leave after he had accomplished his mission, she rolled over toward him, and he saw her beautiful face looking dejected at his departure. He must have been leaving in her dream as well. He did not want to disappoint her, and was very happy to stay.

The covers had completely rolled off of her now, and he let his gaze wander all over her. Amazed, he took in the sight he had not yet seen. Her slender frame was toned, with firm breasts and long legs. Her auburn hair lay to the side of her, framing her. He slowly lay back down, and put the covers back over her in his guilt. She rolled over onto her back, and he did the same, so that they were lying side by side. He began to rub her chest, and then slowly with one finger, move down the ravine of her breasts to her firm stomach. He softly started circling her skin with his fingers, moving closer and closer to her overheated legs. She began to moan, and he could resist no longer.

He slowly began to rub the outside of her labia, which were very wet. The wetness alone excited him, which was evident from the appearance of his boxers. Plain white, they showed a rigid outline of his penis, which lay to one side of his left leg, and was almost long enough to reach the bottom of his boxers. He slowly opened her lips, and ran a finger painstakingly slowly, toward her clitoris. He began to move in circles around it with his finger as she began to pant, lost in her dream. As her clitoris began to swell, he decided to leave it alone for a moment.

He slowly pushed his middle finger into her soaked vagina. She responded by flushing brightly and moaning with a sly grin on her face. The grin reminded him that she was asleep, and again he felt guilty and wondered what he should do. He slowly worked his finger in and out of her, feeling her hot and moist reactions to it. Her increased moaning prompted him to pull his finger out and get up. 

He did not, however, leave. He slowly got up and pushed her legs apart until she was spread-eagle on the bed. He bent down between her legs, and began to lick her inner thighs, slowly working his way up. He reached her swollen, cleanly shaved lips, and began to lick them where they parted. She became increasingly wet, so he opened the lips and began to lick her clitoris. He did it very gently, and only licked it every once in awhile. After about twenty minutes of this, her gentle moaning turned into much louder and she began writhing as his pace quickened. Something unexpected happened then. 

She whispered, "I'm awake." She pulled him out from under her and deeply looked into his eyes. He was very scared, as he had totally betrayed her privacy and had not gotten her consent to do all the things he had been doing. She saw this reaction, and pulled him closer to her. She gave a small smile, and became very forward. She loved how he had excited her in her dream, and was very excited that he was still there when she woke up. 

She slowly reached down and began to rub his hard stomach as she looked into his blue eyes. With her other hand, she cradled his handsome face and kissed him passionately. He was so beautiful to her. She drank him in. His blonde hair, slightly curly in places, framed a strong and chiseled face. Her eyes darted to his muscular frame, and was surprised how gentle he could be. As she kissed him, she softly stroked his penis, and discovered its size. It was clear that she was excited, and a little scared of its lenth. She pulled him on top of her.

She nodded at him and he caressed her face. As he kissed her, he positioned himself. The head of his penis rubbed against her. To his surprise, it slid in. It was certainly very long, but not more than an average thickness. She was already so wet that he had it all the way in in two slow movements. She murmured her approval, as he began kissing her, and touching her gently. She lifted up her legs, and he took this as a signal to begin thrusting into her. With each thrust, she felt waves of heat come up into her face. She began to get very flushed as she became almost dizzy with the sensation of him. He buried his face in the nape of her neck, whispering sweet thoughts to her as he lightly sucked on the bottom of her earlobe. He breathed softly onto it, sending shivers down her spine. He began to rub her breasts, and gently twisted her nipples. They became very taut at his touch, and she moaned. She was a loud one, but he did not mind. 

She then became too excited for his gentle behavior and softly asked him to go a lot faster and harder. He gladly obliged, and began thrusting his nine inches into her while her legs were in the air. They wrapped around him as her body contorted with pleasure. She had no idea he would have this much stamina. She began to shudder and moaned as she orgasmed repeatedly. Soon, she began to softly cry because the pleasure was too much for her. The waves of sensation that shot through her body were too much for her to take all at once. Her mediocre boyfriends of the past had never provided her with these feelings. 

He began to slow down, and pulled out of her. As he lay there cradling her, she smiled and professed her love for him. He did not mind that he had not had an orgasm. He could have had one if he had wanted, but had held it off to prolong her pleasure. As she spoke, he learned that he had taken her to heights she had never reached before. As the two went to sleep in each other's arms, she promised that he would wake from a very pleasant dream in the morning. At the thought of this, he wondered what mysteries would unravel in the morning. Still baffled over this incredible change of events, he drifted off to sleep and began to dream.



The Dream



Darling, I had that dream again last night. You know which one I'm talking about. The one I have told you about before. The dream about the little red cottage with white corners and woodworks, with its small garden, out in the peaceful country, half an hour's drive from the city. Our house. 

In my dream, the birds were noisy. The air was crisp in spite of the warm sun, and you had an orange Helly Hansen jacket on you to keep warm. You were standing in the garden, raking the autumn leaves in their yellow, orange and red shades. Maple, Ash, Birch. They were all over the lawn. You raked them up and put them in a little wicker basket. There was a big pile of leaves and dry branches in the back of the garden, where we were going to have a little private bonfire later that night, and grill hot dogs. Just you and me. As you filled the wicker basket up, you carried it over to the big pile of leaves on the back, and emptied the basket there, making the pile grow larger. A big Irish Wolfdog with grey furry coat ran around and jumped over the piles of leaves you had raked together, spreading some of them out. As you shouted at him, he looked at you, panting. I could have sworn that there was a smile over that dog's face. 

I stepped out of the little house, dressed in a white cotton summer dress with tiny flowers scattered over it, and with a warming knitted cardigan over it. My little red purse hung over my left shoulder, and my hairdo was immediately messed up by the wind. I moved the hair out of my eyes with one hand, and I stood for a short while on the steps, just looking at you. You looked so handsome, even in that fluffy, worn out sweater and old pair of trousers. So tall and muscular, so...sensual. Darling, I must really be crazy about you, to find you attractive doing such a mundane work. In such clothing. So far from the elegant, intelligent man you are in your office. But to me, you are always attractive, always manly. I am still amazed that you love me back. My heart pounds faster, and a warm, wet feeling goes from my chest to my stomach. I am happy, just knowing you exist in this world. And I'm grateful. But that I will never tell you. Men should never be allowed to get cocky. I will only show it to you, by thousands of little actions, like massaging your shoulders when you come home from work, tired. Making us dinner when you are working in the garden. Leaving a full dinner plate in the micro for you when you're working late. 

Finally, I walked up to you and kissed your soft, brown lips, and you grunted with surprise and delight as I put my tongue in your mouth and turned a mere affectionate kiss into a kiss of love and desire. You always awaken my love when I kiss you. You gave me a light squeeze, and I noticed that you were careful not to hug me too hard. You put your hand over my big rounded stomach and caressed our not yet born child through my dress, through my tight skin.

-I’m going to go grocery shopping, I said. Do you want to come with me or would you rather stay at home and finish what you’ve started?

You kissed me again while you did some thinking, with a quick glance at the lawn.

-I’ll go with you, you said. I can finish this when we come home. 

-Good, I said, and added, as I wrinkled my nose: It's getting kind of hard to fit behind the wheel with this stomach. 

You smiled, and put your arm around me. We called for our dog, and went to the car as he came bouncing through the leaves towards us. You placed him in the back while I got in the front seat. He looked through the bars, panting, wagging his tail, excited at coming along, at going by car. He loves cars. Before we drove away, you helped me fasten my seat belt. We had to tie it under my stomach, it just won't reach across. You kissed my cheek and got into the driver's seat. We drove off. 

I'm waiting for the dream to come true, my love.



The Dream



How she found herself looking down at this man was beyond her. She knew him from the office, but now he was tied to her bed. How did this arrive at this point? She looked at herself in the mirror and saw a reflection of a woman she hardly knew. Dressed in all leather, her breasts bound tightly against her chest, only her pink little nipples poking through.

She admired herself and once again felt the pain in her head. She withdrew from the mirror, returning her gaze to the naked male on her bed. Her lips watered as she looked at the horror on his face. He knew he had gone too far.

She advanced toward him, a glazed look in her eyes. Her hand reached for the paddle she kept in the top dresser drawer and shook it in front of his pale eyes. She looked deeply into those eyes, and momentarily paused.

She lifted the paddle over her head, and brought it down hard on the man’s thigh. He flinched, straining against the straps binding his legs to the bottom posts. She laughed and brought the paddle back up for the other thigh. She paused again, only slightly and lowered the paddle once more, hitting squarely on the inside of his other thigh.

This time he didn’t flinch, but lay motionless, his face red and his eyes bulging. She looked at him, anticipating the reasoning jolt he would soon experience. He did not move. His face was nearly purple now and she started to worry. Still he did not move.

Panic began to dwell inside her as she moved from his legs to his torso. She let the paddle fall on the ground and moved her hands quickly to the gab in his mouth. She untied it, and threw it half way across the room. He still did not move.

She shook him softly at first, then a little harder. Finally he moved, or did he? His mouth was open, but she could not feel any breathing. Did she kill him? It was all in fun after all. Suddenly, he let out a shriek so loud that it shook every nerve in her body.

Anita shot up out of bed. 

“Again?” she asked herself. She was trembling terribly, and sweat poured out of every pore on her body.

“That’s three times this week I have had that dream…” she threw the covers back and walked to the washroom.

Turning on the light, she was momentarily blinded by it. Adjusting to the brightness, she looked herself over in the mirror. She slept in the nude, yet she was soaked from head to toe. She ran the basin water and splashed some of it on her face.

She tried to relive some of the thoughts she could remember from the nightmare, but it only brought more sweat. She didn’t quite know why she kept having the same dream over and over, but now she was determined to find out.

Although it was still early in the morning, roughly around three thirty, Anita decided to cool down by taking a shower. She was already here, so she turned the shower taps on and let the soft spray fill her ears with soothing music.

Peering over her shoulder to glance one last glimpse of herself, she let herself into the shower. The water cascading down her supple skin felt nice. She reached for the soap and attempted to wash away the uneasy feeling she had in the pit of her stomach.


She was lathering herself and accidentally brushed a finger a little too long on one of her nipples, and that sent a peculiar sensation to her crotch.

“Oh why the hell not!” she said to no one.

Pulling the showerhead off its cradle, Anita sat on the back edge of the tub, spreading her legs slightly and aiming the soft jet to her pussy. The coolness of the water against the heat from her lips fought against one another, with her pussy winning in the end.

She arched her back as the waves consumed her. She dropped the showerhead into the tub, and held securely to the sides. Anita fumbled with the taps, and turned the water off.

Taking a few moments to regain her composure, she lay in the tub, pushing the waterless shower head aside. She had almost regained her breath when her telephone rang.

“What the… Who would be calling at this bloody time of the night?” 

Quickly grabbing a towel and throwing around herself, she ran out to the living area and grabbed the ringing receiver.

“Hello!” she said excitedly. She was not only mad that it was early in the morning, but also that she had been disturbed after one of her favorite pastimes.

“Ah, hi Anita…it’s Jim. Sorry to call you so early, but I had to call you.” 

She recognized the voice immediately. It was Jim from the office, the Jim she knew so well, the Jim from her nightmare. 

“Ah yes Jim? What can I do for you?” she relaxed and felt the air fill her lungs again.

“Is everything okay with you? I mean, are you alright?” he asked hesitantly.

“Yes Jim, everything is fine. Why do you ask?”

“Well, I am kind of embarrassed to say this, but I just dreamt of you and well, it was a strange dream. I was tied down to a bed, and you were dressed all in black.”

He started to recount the dream she had just had herself. She stood there, half naked with only a towel around her and listened to how he described in detail the exact same scenario she had experienced moments earlier. Her breath grew deeper as she wondered how possibly two people could possibly share a dream when they weren’t even in the same house.

When he finished, she could hear him on the other end apologize for calling her so early in the morning. She breathed a sigh of relief as he finished.

“It is weird that you mention it Jim, I just had the same dream. It was so erotic, yet then when you didn’t move, I was scared. I woke up in a cold sweat. I just got out of the shower.” She remembered was she was doing, and blushed a deep red.

He was speechless on the other end for some time. She called to him, and she could hear him cough.

“I’m sorry Anita, I hope you don’t mind, but I was simply thinking about your shower. I have to admit that I have thought about you many times. And this dream of ours didn’t help.” He finally said.

She could feel the twitch in her pussy again, even though she had just finished the job before being rudely interrupted by the phone call.

“Well Jim, if that’s the case, why don’t you come over here and help me get over my fear of going back to sleep.” She had wanted him for some time now, but never knew how to approach the subject. This was her opportunity.

“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.” Jim replied hanging up the phone.

She replaced the receiver on its cradle and squealed with joy. Seeing that she had just gotten out of the shower, she left a small puddle of water where she stood. Yet it wasn’t the only wetness she felt. She reached down and felt her pussy. It was on fire and very soaked. Her fantasy was going to finally realize itself.

Almost exactly fifteen minutes later, Jim stood at her door as she answered it still wearing her towel, her long blond hair still partly wet, clinging to her soft face. He looked at her, and advanced to take her in his arms. They kissed passionately, his tongue searching her mouth for hers. They stumbled backward into the living room, Anita kicking the door closed as they went.

Soon they found themselves on the floor, her towel long abandoned by the front door, and Jim was busily sucking her pert nipples. Her head rolled from side to side as tiny moans escaped her lips. His tall body lay next to her, and she fumbled with his belt. He helped her unfasten his buckle then returned to sucking her breasts.

Her hands worked the fly of his pants and soon she found what she had been anxiously looking for. His cock was fully erect, its enormity dwarfing her small hands. She stroked him gently, caressing his shaft with all her fingers. 

“Let’s talk about this dream of ours.” She said.

He was momentarily stunned that she would bring this up in the heat of passion, but as she led him into the bedroom, his anxiety soon faded. He was standing in her room, where various contraptions lay scattered around. He smiled as she walked him over to the bed, stripped him and laid him down.

She lifted his arms toward the bedpost and started tying his wrists.

“I heard the best way to get over your fears is to meet them head on… so what do you say?” she asked him.

He smiled as she tied his other wrist. He did not speak a word, yet she knew he was willing to try her experiment. She moved carefully down the bed, and proceeded to bind his feet. 

Once she was content that he was securely bound to the bed, she excused herself and walked to toward her closet. Stepping inside, she removed the leather outfit from its hangar and climbed into it. She adjusted her top so her nipples showed through the small openings.

She walked back out to him, and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head. His cock twitched at the scantily dressed object of his desire as she appeared before him. She walked to him and grabbed something off the dresser as she moved closer. She straddled him, resting her exposed bottom on his tummy.

Anita held a pair of nipple clamps in front of Jim’s face. He watched her as she leaned her head down to his nipples and bit down on them, making them stand erect.

“Perfect!” she exclaimed.

She lowered the first clamp on his right nipple, tightening it slowly until it squeezed it slightly. Watching her lover’s face, she gave another quick twist and the clamp closed tighter. His face spoke volumes of the slight pain he was experiencing, and her pussy became slightly wetter.

She proceeded to his left nipple, his head turning to follow her every move. Again she tighten the small metal clamp on his nipple, and then tightening it till he moaned again.

She looked at her lover; his eyes rolled back, his head moving from side to side. She felt his breathing become shallow, and she could tell he was enjoying the minor torture she was giving him.

She slid down his tummy until the head of his cock brushed her ass. She stopped and let it linger there for a few moments. She could feel it twitch on her ass, and she loved the feeling.

She stood up, looked at her latest victim and smiled at her luck. She ran her hands down her sides, adjusting the tight fitting leather around her curvy body. She glanced at her lover, lying bound to the bed, and ran a finger across her exposed nipples.

“Do you want these?” she purred.

He looked at her, his eyes roaming her glorious body, stopping at her breasts.

“Yes please.” He replied.

She purred once more as her fingers rubbed her nipples hard, then shot a look at Jim. She wanted to feel his lips around them, but the game must go on. 

She reached for her dresser again and this time came back to the bed with a gag for his mouth. She strode over and placed the tiny ball into her lover’s mouth. Tying the strap behind his head, she let one of her nipples brush his cheek. Once the strap was in place, she stood up before him and smiled an evil grin.

“Now I guess that will have to wait, now won’t it.”

She had a flashback to her dream as she stood in front of the floor length mirror once again. She saw the reflection and wondered how she had gotten herself to this point.

She returned to the man strapped to her bed. He looked so helpless, yet so enormously hot at the same time. His cock was fully erect and twitching as she moved in closer. Her fingers traced a line from the base of his shaft to the tip of his cock, drawing a drop of precum from the opening. She licked it off her finger as she turned away.

Anita found the small paddle on the dresser, took it in her right hand and slapped it against her left. It made Jim jump when he realized that the moment they both feared was about to take place. He was nervous, but highly excited at the same time.

Anita raised the paddle above her head, losing sight of her fears and brought it down hard against his inner thigh. He moaned loudly as the red mark grew fiercer on his pale skin. She let out a small laugh as she raised it again. The second blow was more intense, and Jim let his eyes close, squeezing out a tear of joy.

Anita lost herself in the fantasy, feeling more pleasure from each hit that she inflicted on him. She had moved from one side to the next, bringing the stinging sensation to each leg in twos. He was bucking wildly when she came up to him again on his right side. The marks were bright red, and she momentarily thought she should stop.

Again she lifted the paddle high and brought it down, slapping his inner thigh. This time he didn’t flinch, but his eyes were open wide. She recognized the moment as the one from her dream. She started to panic, but the excitement was too intense to stop. She paddled him again and again no response. He didn’t grab any air, and she was seriously worried now.

She moved quickly to him, the fear of her dream haunting her. Anita removed the gag from his mouth, expecting the worse. She shook him, yelling his name, and then it happened.

His body went tense, his eyes rolled back in their sockets, and his face was pale. He suddenly spasmed quite ferociously, his body quivering as some unknown force had taken over. She sat up from the bed quickly as his eyes met hers. His cock throbbed and twitched uncontrollably, as he came with such force that it coated Anita’s tits from some distance.

He let out a yell that could have woken the dead, and he begged for her to come closer to him as the orgasm he was experiencing was more intense than he had ever achieved before. He kissed her hard, his tongue twisting inside her mouth. This sent waves of electricity through her body, cumulating in her pussy. She reached orgasm herself, bucking wildly against his chest.

They collapsed against one another, as she let her lover’s wrists free. They looked at each other and laughed an uneasy laugh, realizing that the dream they had both experienced was now behind them, and the journey to fulfillment had only begun. 



The Dream



What he needed more than anything else was a quiet place to write. When he saw the cottage smack bang in the middle of the forest like that, he knew that it was exactly what he was looking for. He would not be dissuaded from buying it, even after the locals in the pub told him that it was not a good place.

As they could not tell him exactly why, he decided to make his own decision for it and buy it. He seemed to be obsessed with the place, or so it seemed to be to his friends. Even before he moved in, he travelled past every day, just looking into the windows, until he got the keys from the agent, and it was his.

The day he moved his things in, he felt a thrill shock through him as he entered the door, it almost felt as if someone had run their fingers down his spine. He was happy that he could at last be there, he did not know what it was, but it felt as if something was welcoming him there.

     He started to sort his things in the small cosy living room, and then decided to go to the bedroom to sort out his books and writing materials into some sort of order. The desk in the corner looked so untidy that he knew that he had to sort it out soon, but looking at the bed it, looked so inviting and he felt so tired that he decided that he would lie there for a few minutes.

          He kicked off his shoes and fell back onto the bed, sighing as it felt as if he sank into the bed, relaxing and feeling the aches in his bones from the move beginning to ease. 10 minutes of lying on the bed and closing his eyes would not hurt, he thought.

          He closed his eyes, as the lids felt really heavy and sighed. His mind drifted and slowly he fell into a sleep. As he slept he dreamt, there was a noise of someone entering his bedroom door and looking over towards the door he saw a beautiful woman. He knew that he was asleep, but she looked so real, it was as if his eyes were open and he was awake, but unable to move or speak.

         The woman had long flowing red hair and was wearing an old style medieval type dress. It was velvet, blue in color with a blue satin-laced bodice, which she started to unlace. He wanted to protest, but his voice would not work, all he could do was watch as she finished undoing it and let her ample breasts fall free. She spoke to him, but he could not understand what she said as she came towards the bed.

       He felt rather than saw her push his legs apart, and kneeling between them unzip his jeans. Then, he felt an ice-cold hand on his cock, and jumped, waking with a start and a shiver, to see that he was alone in the bedroom. The woman had been a dream, while it had been a nice dream he felt a loss, he would have liked the woman to be real. He had been separated from his last girlfriend for about 6 months, but he still missed her. She had asked him to choose between his writing and her and he had chosen the writing.

       Still, there was no good dwelling on the past, he had to get on with his life, he had taken the cottage to write his novel and that was what he intended to do. He did not need the interruptions that a woman could cause. After sorting his desk, he decided to sit and start, there was no time like the present.

      He sat down at his desk, and turned on the computer, going into the program where his novel was and started to type. He felt a breeze on the back of his neck, and thought that maybe there was a window open, but when he looked there was none. The breeze almost felt like a breath on his neck, but he knew that he was on his own; the dream had probably got him a little spooked. He felt a touch on his neck, almost as if someone had touched his neck with an ice-cold pair of lips, but he knew that was not possible, so he told himself not to keep distracting himself, and to get on with his writing. The publishers were screaming for his next novel, and he would not get it finished at this rate.

     He told himself not too be silly, and got down to his typing. However, the cold feeling on his neck would not go away, it felt as if he was being kissed and licked there, and what made it worse was that the collar of his shirt kept moving. In the end he decided that he needed to sleep and start afresh in the morning, it was getting late anyway.

     He turned of the computer, went to the wardrobe and taking off his shirt, hung it up. Then, pulling back the covers, he got into the bed and snuggled up, as he felt a little cold. He soon dropped off to sleep, but soon he felt a coldness against his body, as if someone was getting in next to him. He knew that he had to be dreaming as he was on his own in the cottage. The woman had only been a dream, but what if he was dreaming again. He felt a touch on his cock, like ice-cold fingers. He would not let it wake him; he would just let the dream continue, as he knew that he was again dreaming about the woman. At first he could feel her ice-cold body against his, but after a while the coldness did not worry him, her touch that he could feel on his cock was arousing him. His cock was acting with a mind of its own rising to the attention that she was giving it.

     He felt her ice-cold lips on it, and even though he knew he was dreaming, his hand reached for her ample breasts. Massaging the ice-cold orbs, he could feel the nipples stiffen under his fingers. He felt her hand grab his and push it between the legs; he could feel dampness under his fingers almost as if the dream were reality.

    Maybe it was that he wanted it to be, maybe he was dreaming her up because he wanted a woman, but he was not sure about it. He would just enjoy the dream, and run with it. The woman was moving on his hand, as if she wanted him, so he rolled onto his back. She moved so that she was on top of him and he felt the cold lips of her pussy force themselves onto his hard cock, as he began to ride with her. It felt good to be inside her, as her lips squeezed tight around his cock.

   He moved with her until he felt that he was coming inside her, and she drained him. Before she got off him, she did a strange thing; she leaned forward and nipped gently at his neck. That was the last thing he remembered before his sleep became dreamless.

   When he woke the bright sunlight was shining into his window, blinding him, so he dragged himself from the bed, and closed the curtains. It was strange that he normally woke feeling refreshed, but now he felt drained and almost exhausted. He went down to the kitchen again having to close the curtains; the sun must be very bright, he thought, as it didn’t normally affect him in such a way.

    He had a meal and then went back up to wash and write, when he went into the bathroom; he looked into the mirror and noticed a nick on his neck. He must have scratched himself when he was dreaming about the woman the night before. Strangely it looked like two small puncture marks, what was he thinking?

   He sat at his desk and tried to write, but could not concentrate, so he logged onto the Net to see if he could find out anything about the area. All he could discover was that at one time it had been known as an area where vampires lived, but this was the 21st Century, there were no such superstitions these days. He looked into the History, and found a tale of a woman called Anne, who had disappeared in the 15th Century, and who it was rumoured had been taken by vampires.

  He almost laughed at himself for believe such rot, or even for reading it. He went back to his writing, but felt tired as if he had not slept the night before. He lay on the bed and was soon dreaming of the woman again, they made love again, and she again bit his neck, but deeper this time.. He felt her sucking at it, and could almost feel his blood draining from him.

   This time he could hear her speaking to him, and saying that he would soon be hers for ever, he wished that he could dream of something else as he was beginning to become scared by the dream. When he woke, he was almost afraid that he would sleep again and that maybe next time he would not wake.

  She came to him once more in a dream, and by then he was hers, she had drained his blood from his neck and she made him bit her neck. He was hers; Anne had found herself a companion to share the cold nights that had been hers for the past 5 centuries. There had been other people in the cottage, but none of them had been so susceptible to her before, she knew that he was different.

  Two days after he moved in the village postman came to deliver some mail, and found him lying on the bed, his throat ripped as if there had been a wolf attack. They buried him in the local cemetery, as they did not know who his family were. Three days after he was buried, he and Anne were sharing the cottage, tempting travellers to join them.



The Dream



She went about her normal routine of getting ready for bed in the usual manner after getting home from a hard days work for the temp agency. As she threw her purse on the counter, she didn't know why, but she thought she was a little more tired tonight than normal. Preparing to take a shower had become routine also. Taking off her jacket first, then her skirt, blouse, bra and panties. She never bothered with panty hose, in the office they always got "snagged" or in some other way got ruined. She looked herself over in the mirror next to the valet she had neatly placed her jacket on. Not too shabby for a woman in her mid 30's, she thought. Even though she was slightly "rounder" than other women, she was still attractive enough to turn the head of that "cute" security guard at the entrance to the building she was currently working. She thought she caught him looking at her size 38DD breasts with a little more than passing interest a few times.

Just as she stepped into the shower, she heard the phone ring. Cursing whomever it might be under her breath, she went to answer it. "Hello", she said(a little irritation in her voice). "Hello, this is Officer Sanders, with Argus Security. I'm calling with regard to a wallet that was turned in to our office." She was shocked, and excited, to hear the voice of the person that she was just thinking (rather sexily)about, and apologized silently. "Yes?" came her choked reply. "Well ma'am, your I.D. card was inside, and we found out that you work here as a temp and decided to give you a call. In order for us to turn it over to you though, we need you to come down and identify it."

"Thank you for being so thoughtful officer. I was just about to go to bed. I'll be there in the morning to tell you if it's mine or not." With that settled, she let her heart stop racing and went back to her shower.

As she felt the warmth of the spray touch her milky-white skin, she began washing just as she always did. She started with her hair, wetting it thoroughly, then adding her shampoo. As she ran her fingers through her hair, she thought of him(standing behind her, pressing his body and cock against her, as he washed her hair with his strong fingers.). She giggled like a schoolgirl for letting herself think like this. But she was entitled to. She was an independent woman after all, not needing a man to be satisfied, right? She stopped thinking about that for the moment, because she realized that she was lying to herself. She thought of him on a daily basis, hoping that he would someday ask her out. After washing her body, she got out of the shower and went to get ready for bed. The phone rang again.

"Hello?"

"This is Officer Sanders again. Sorry about this, but my boss said I should give another call because the wallet has money in it. He said that I should deliver it to you a.s.a.p., and gave me the rest of the night off. Would this be ok?" Oh my gosh!! She thought. Her pussy got extremely wet at the prospect. I couldn't have asked for anything more exciting! Calming herself, she said, "It's after10pm, but of course you can. I'll be waiting for you to arrive."

"It'll be about 30 minutes before I get there, I'd like to change first."

"No, that's fine. Come in your uniform if you want. It doesn't matter to me." she said. "Ok, I'll be there soon." 

She couldn't believe it! The man of her dreams was coming over! A thousand things went through her mind, and her fingers were absent mindedly playing with her pussy. What would she wear? She decided not to seem to forward, and picked a pair of pajamas and robe with "Caffeine Junkie" written on them. She waited for him in the living area of her small 2 room apartment. One for her computer, the other for her. 30 minutes went by with no sign of his arrival. She was just about to go back to bed when she heard the buzzer for the security entry. "Come on up, apartment 213." she said into the intercom, and pressed the release button for the door. She didn't expect his knock so quickly and it startled her. She opened the door only after checking through the peep-hole that it was him. He was still in uniform! "Come in." she said.

"Your wallet ma'am?" he said, as he handed it to her. "Yes, it's mine. Where did you find it?" she asked. "In office 356. I was checking that the floor was clear before we locked it down. I should go now, and let you get some sleep." I have to think of something to get him to stay, she thought. "Would you like something to drink?"

"Sure, as long as it's not coffee." he said, pointing at her pajamas. "I thought all security guards drank coffee?"

"Not me, keeps me awake too long, then I'm late for work the next day."

"How about a beer then?"

"Fine with me." She went to the refrigerator and got 2 bottles out. As she handed him one, she noticed that her hand was shaking, and hoped that he wouldn't notice her nervousness. He took the beer she offered and took a long draught from it, draining half the bottle before setting it down. "Ahh…That hit the spot." he said. "So what's your first name Officer Sanders?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. How rude of me. It's David."

"Well David, I'm Susan." She stuck out her hand as she spoke. He took her hand in his and kissed the back of it. "Glad to make your acquaintance." he said. Her nipples hardened with anticipation as he continued to hold her hand, and her pussy got even wetter than when he called. Before she realized what was going on, she moved closer to him and kissed him full on the mouth. He put his arms about her and answered her kiss, opening his mouth to allow her tongue to entwine with his. She pulled away and said, "I don't normally do things like this, but I find you so attractive that I can't help myself."

"That's ok, I was thinking the same thing, but wasn't sure what you would do if I threw myself at you." His hand was now stroking her left cheek, which the rush of excitement had turned a bright pink hue. She leaned her head toward the gentle caress and kissed his upturned palm. "So what now?" he asked. "Maybe we would be more comfortable in the bedroom?"

"After you."

She couldn't lead him to the bed fast enough. Taking off her pajamas as they went, and working on his uniform when they finally reached the bed. With a loud "thump", David's utility belt hit the floor. "Thank goodness I didn't have my weapon on that thing." said David. "The only weapon I'm concerned with right now, is the one I'm trying to get at." said Susan, as she knelt down and unzipped his pants. David's hard cock was already straining at his trousers, and now his shorts almost couldn't hold back his impassioned member. She took it in her hand and complimented David on his size, while he took off his shirt. "It's not the size that counts, it's what you do with it and your partner." 

David gently takes her hand and stands her up. He kisses her deeply as he sits with her on the bed. His hands gently roaming over her body, and she moans her approval into his mouth. He lays down on the bed with her, kissing down her neck and then her breasts. He looks into her eyes as he takes the nipple of her left breast into his mouth. She whimpers passionately as his tongue flicks gently over the painfully extended nubbin, tasting her slightly salty flesh. She strokes the back of his head, urging him to take more of her tit flesh into his mouth. He obeys her unspoken words and opens his mouth further, making her cry out louder. Continuing his journey down, he kisses every inch of her pleasantly plump body, causing her to giggle. "I'm sorry, it's just that I'm extremely ticklish." she says. "As long as you're not telling me to stop, I think you'll enjoy it." says David. He moves farther down than she expected, and she asked, "What are you doing?" His reply was simple, "Just wait and see."

David kisses his way back up her legs, stopping at the back of her knees, and the inside of her thighs. Never once touching her ever dampening pussy. When he finally touches her pussy, she throws back her head and has her first climax. Amazed at this it spurs David on, parting the rose colored lips of her pussy with one hand and inserting first one finger, then another from his right. "You're so tight." he says, as he works his fingers in and out of the folds of her pussy. "I haven't had a man in about 2 years." says Susan, as she pants heavily. "Well, it looks like I've got my work cut out for me then." David then leans down and takes her engorged clit into his mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder when Susan puts her hands behind his head and pushes his mouth harder onto her pussy. "Oh God, I'm cumming again." she says, as David nibbles hard on her clit, her juices covering his face. David slowly relinquishes his hold on her love button and kisses his way back up her body. "Hope you enjoyed that as much, if not more, than I did."

"You could do that all night if you wanted to, but I need something else in me right now besides your tongue."

David moved his hands between her thighs once again to feel her wetness dripping down and making the sheets wet where she lay. He then got up and positioned himself between her outspread legs. Placing his cock at the entrance of her pussy, Susan says, "Fuck me David, I need you so badly." David pushes forward, not needing any extra lubrication, and enters her completely in one smooth motion. Susan cries out passionately and pushes herself up to meet him. He stays there for a little bit, letting her get used to having a man inside her once again, then slowly draws out until just the head of his turgid member is left inside. Susan grips David's ass and pulls him back inside almost violently and urges David on to fuck her harder. 

She orgasms again and again, reveling in the ecstasy that the man over her is offering. As David slows down to catch his breath, Susan rolls over to get on her hands and knees. "Fuck me like an animal David. I want to feel your cum splatter deep within the walls of my cunt!" she almost screams. Before he complies with her request, David uses both hands to gently pull apart the cheeks of her ass and kisses her tight, pink asshole. She squeals in pleasure at this unexpected, yet thoroughly enjoyable act. She had never had anyone do this before, and hoped he would do it again. David let his tongue lash out around, then push inside her anus, Susan pushing back to feel more. David then pulls back, and inserts his index finger inside her wrinkled pink rosebud. Susan unexpectedly found this pleasurable and pushed back against his assault. 

"You like that?" David asks. "Yes." she says between heavy breaths. He gets behind her and enters the tight confines of her hot, wet pussy once again. Driving hard into her over and over again, taking both of them closer and closer to orgasm. Susan reaches back between her legs and plays with her clit as David bangs away at her. All the while, David fucking her ass with his thumb. Again David slows down, laying himself across her back, and asks, "May I fuck your ass?"

"Yes, anywhere, just FUCK ME!!!!" she screams. Still not wanting to disappoint Susan, David pulls out of the incredible furnace of her pussy, and pushes his cock into her waiting ass. Still not needing any lubrication except that which has come from her, David buried himself balls deep within her tightest orifice. In a mixture of pleasure and pain, Susan once again urges David on to fuck her with abandon. 

David can feel every tight inch of Susan's ass as he plunders her most intimate place. Susan can also feel every hot hard inch of cock that David is giving her. Over and over again, David assails her tight anus, only to hear the pleasured cries of the woman beneath him. "I'm going to cum!" announces David. "Cum for me baby." says Susan. David grabs a hold of her hips, then reaches around and between her legs to play with her clit. "You're gonna cum too if I can help it." Both reaching the acme of their orgasms at the same time, David can feel the clenching of her sphincter muscles, and she can feel the warmth of his seed fill her tight ass. As they come down from their sexual high, David holds her tight, as she falls fast asleep.

Susan awoke the next morning feeling refreshed and totally ready for the day. She vaguely remembered a dream she had. When she arrived at the office building, she saw her favorite security guard sitting where he always did. She approached him, and thanked him for last night. Leaving David looking rather puzzled.



The Dream



She awakened with a start from a tantalizing dream. She’d make love to her lover, as a woman it would seem. Was it really just a dream. Her body was on fire. She’d never dreamed like this before. She was filled with desire. She looked over at her lover, he was asleep or so it seemed. But how could she have these feelings, if it had all been a dream. She softly nudged her lover, but he did not stir. Then she chuckled softly, there was no way he’d been a “her.” 

She lay back to go to sleep, content it’d been only a dream. She finally went to sleep, and her dream began again. She lay there in her dream and let her lover come. He teased and tantalized her, just as “she” had done. She was making love with him now. She shook her head and said, “there’s no way “she” had loved me. It had to be in my head.” Her dream continued and once again she found, her body was responding and her heart began to pound. 

She could feel such sweet sensations and she relished every touch. She had never realized, he loved her quite so much. Once again she thought, if this is not a dream I can open my eyes then she realized she’d awakened with her cries. There “she” was again making love to her and well. She started to reach out to her but then her arm fell. She didn’t want to know, if she was asleep or awake. Deep down she knew. She was involved now and wanted just to take. 

She wanted to continue, to feel as she now knelt. When all at once “she” hit her, with a leather belt. She cried out in pain, a turn on, that took her to the top! What was happening she didn’t know and right now she didn’t want to stop. She was in heaven, her body on fire everywhere. She didn’t want to awaken. She wanted the dream to last. He’d never made her feel so alive in the past. 

“She” crossed her mind but was quickly shaken out. How could another women make her want to shout? No, it had to be a dream, she didn’t see “her” of that, there was no doubt. It could only be her lover with is inhibitions out. Then she thought why? Why hasn’t it ever been? Why had he not loved her, as he was right then. She shook her head to stop the thoughts within. I’ll just enjoy the dream with my body not my head. Then she thought, since I feel that I’m awake, could I possibly ask him, what I want. She thought, I may as well, I’ve nothing left to fear. 

I want him to take me in my rear. She no more had the thought and his cock was pulling out. She felt him reposition and she started to shout. Please take it slow and easy. Please don’t make me tear. I’ve never enjoyed the feeling, of a cock in there. She could feel the pain as he slowly took more with each thrust. She wanted more and told him, he was gaining all her trust. Finally he was slamming into her, she could feel him swell. She was cumming and was screaming and he also began to yell. He’d cum in her ass, she could feel it dripping out. 

She was spent as she laid there with her ass sticking out. She knew it was no longer a dream. She had begged for what she got. And as she turned around to look, it was “her” she had sought. “She’d” made her feel alive again. How could it be, she hadn’t been with him, it had been the “she.” She lay there and panted. Her body was now spent. She’d made love with a woman and wanted more of it. 

She wanted to get up, to take and bath and wash her rear. But when she opened the bathroom, he was standing there. She was more confused as he stood there, his cock dripping yet. Had it really been her man that had left her spent? She blinked a few times just to clear her head. And when she looked again “she” was there again. He was standing there, with his cock in hand, wearing a wig, now would she understand? 

She first looked at his cock, then looked up at the wig. She said, “Why didn’t you tell me, you wanted to be a girl instead?” He simply said, “I did.” “All of those times you wanted to know where I would go, I was being “her” and being in “her” clothes. I wanted to talk to you, to make you understand. But each time I tried, you would raise your hand. 

Do you understand why I wanted to tell you now. I wanted to share this side of me and love you oh so well.” She slowly walked up to him, and touched his cock and then his wig. And as she pulled “her” to her bed she said, “come and be my woman,” and with that “she” did. 

Angel Larkin Copyright 10/26/02



The Dream



Last night as I slept I had this dream... 

I was staying in a cabin on a mountain. It looked as if I was snowed in. I was all alone. I built a fire and soaked in a hot tub. I was so relaxed and sleepy I curled up in a pile of pillows and quickly fell asleep. I woke up purring. Your hands warm and strong were gliding over my body leaving a trail of heat wherever they touched. I love being touched and stroked, kissed and cuddled. Your lips lingered on mine, I felt your tongue plundering my mouth, your lips moved to trail kisses down my neck. You lean back against the huge mound of pillows and pulled me back against you so that I sat between your legs. Your arms wrapped around me. You held me for a while in the light of the fire. Soon your hands stroked my arms up and down soothing me. I turned to rest my head on your shoulder. I watched as your hands moved over my naked flesh. You cupped my breasts squeezing them gently. Can you see the excitement burning in my eyes? My nipples tightened and my breasts swelled with anticipation. You rolled my tight nipples between your fingers and it made me moan. I couldn't sit still, I began to squirm against you, and I could feel you harden against the soft cheeks of my bottom. One of your hands traveled slowly to my stomach and you pressed down to make me stay still.

"You're too impatient," you told me. I whimpered and you chuckled.

"Shhhhhh, I'll take care of you," you promised. Your finger tips trailed lightly down my stomach to my thighs. You stopped and kissed me. I tried to take your hand and hurry you but you told me

"No..." I was getting frustrated and began to move again, you returned your hand to my stomach and I held still. Then your fingers moved to dip between my thighs. You stroked my smooth flesh with just one finger and I tried to buck against you but you stop touching me.

"Please!" I begged.

"Tell me what you want," you commanded.

"Touch me," I whispered. You moved both hands to my thighs and gently spread my legs.

"Is this what you want?" you asked

"Yes!" I cried out rubbing against you. Unable to be still. Your fingers dipped inside me and I began to moan. One strong finger circled my clit slowly, while your other hand rubbed and then pushed inside me. I was so wet for you. My hips began to buck against you.

"Please!" I cried out 

"Tell me what you want," you said again. 

"Please....inside me now!" I gasped.

"No," you said. "Come for me first...now....spread and vulnerable....I want to watch it happen." I cried out as you moved my hand towards my pussy and placed yours on top of mine. You began to push down rubbing in little circles sliding one of your fingers and one of mine inside my swollen folds. I bucked against them and cried out as I came onto both of our fingers. You soothed me with light touches and kisses and wrapped me once again in your arms. 

"Just rest for a minute," you said. Our hearts pounded together as I snuggled against you. Your fingers stroked my hair softly while you calmed me with your touch. And then you just held me safely in your arms.

I lay contentedly in your arms and we watched the fire as it dimmed. Soon your hands were stroking my skin once again. You picked up a pillow and threw it in front of me sitting up and forcing me to do the same. I turned and kissed you softly as I released each button on your shirt. I pulled it slowly from your shoulders, timidly kissing your neck and then your shoulders. As I pushed it down your shoulders my tongue flicks across the flat nipples of your chest. My fingers worked your belt open and slid down your zipper. I slid one hand inside and felt how hard you were. You let me touch you and I purred with delight as my finger tip traced your hard length and then circled the tip before slowly retreating. You pulled me close for a kiss. 

Our tongues fenced with each other, my breasts are full against you. I ran my hands down your back pushing down your pants and underwear together then I pulled you closer, our naked flesh finally touching. We both moaned from the sensation we had been waiting for. You lowered me down resting my head on a pillow. My legs part and you moved between them. You kissed my lips slowly and then blazed a trail of heat down my neck to my aching breasts. You stopped to suck on one while your fingers pinched the underside of my other breast. I arch against you and called your name. You continued down my body until you reached my stomach. 

You glided your mouth over it and gently your hands parted my legs farther leaving me open to you. I looked up at you and you were staring back at me making sure that I was watching your every move. I watched as your eyes take in my smoothly shaven lips. You bent down and breath in my scent. Your finger tip teased me, and I swelled with desire as you touched the dampness between my folds. Finally your tongue touched my swollen flesh and I arched with desire. Your palms reached under me holding me still as I felt your tongue flick across my clit. You circle it and rub it with your tongue until it swelled for you. Then you dipped lower and sucked first one lip and then the other. When your tongue moved inside me I cried out, you moved your hands to stroke my inner thighs.

One finger, and then two pushed inside me. And I clenched them when you began to move them away. Your tongue pressed on my clit and you pushed your fingers in and out of me I came crying out your name. You rolled me over onto my knees and knelt behind me and I felt your tongue on me once more lapping at the cream you created. I panted as your tongue and fingers touched me and excited me beyond control. 

"I want you inside me!" I cried out. You spread my legs and soon I felt you behind me teasing me with your cock rubbing but not entering me. I whimpered and reached between my thighs taking you into my hand. I rubbed you between my lips and then pushed back and felt you sliding slowly into me. I waited so long to have you inside of me, my breath was ragged as you draw yourself back slowly and then pushed back inside me as deep as you could go. You held me still and I clenched you making you groan and start to move. The rhythm you began driving me quickly to the edge and as you reached around to cup my breast in your hand I whimpered squeezing you again. 

I felt you swell and explode inside me hot and long as you called out my name and reached between us to where we are joined and just one finger tip across my clit making me cry out and join you. We collapsed and you rolled us to our sides where we stayed with you still inside me holding me close and as the tears fall from my eyes you stroked me soothing the rush of emotions from my body. You whispered sweet words to me...the fire died lower but I am warm in your arms and we sleep.



The Dream



In her dreams she sees him, dark hair, a sly smile, and eyes so dark and shiny; it’s as if she is looking in a deep pool of water as the moonlight glistens on it.

Her body stirs as in her dream he consumes her with his lust. His hands grabbing her hair, jerking her head back to reveal her long slender neck, kissing and biting her flesh as he thrust deep inside her. Jerking awake, flush and wet from her dream, she feels her heart pounding, her body trembling with desire. Looking around the room, she realizes it’s just a dream. Her body relaxes as she lays back; breathing deeply, still feeling his muscular body upon hers. 

Sliding a hand down her sensitive body, moaning softly, her hand finds its way to her swollen clit. Arching her back, fingers gently stroke the hardened nub, eyes closing as she remembers his touch. Groaning, she increases the pressure on her clit, her body filling with desire and lust. Her mind wanders back to the first time she had dreamt of him, how she had jerked awake only to find her hand buried deep in between her thighs, fingers driving in and out of her aching pussy, the need to cum had been overwhelming, controlling her body. Firm supple breast begging to be touched as her hand brushed against them. His face appears when she closes her eyes. Those deep blue eyes urging her on, wanting her to fulfill his desire, staring deep into her, seeing the wanton lust on her face. 

Now laying there with her hand buried deep inside her, his face comes to her once more, urging her on as her back arches deeper, juices flowing freely, covering her hand. Sensations run rampant over her body as bursts of pleasure increase, throwing her body into convulsions on her hand. Her pussy clenches tightly on her hand, milking it as if it was a hard cock raging inside her.

Moans fill the air, her lips parted as if to cry out, hips rising and falling, slamming into her hand. Shuddering, her hand grasps a throbbing nipple, pinching, twisting, and pulling it away from her breast as the rhythm of her hand increases. Shallow ragged breaths escapes her, her body exploding, she cries out, sweet hot release encircling her, shaking as her body drains on her hand. Hands falling to her sides, she lays thinking of the day ahead. Rising she goes to shower, dresses, and heads to work.

Arriving at work, she’s told there is someone waiting to see her in her office. Opening the door she sees a dark haired man with his back towards her. Hearing her come in, he rises and turns to see her face turn a ghostly white, a small cry escaping her lips. Sensing her shock, a smile crosses his face as he moves to take her hand. Standing mesmerized, unbelieving, her body trembles seeing the man in her dreams stand before her. Watching him close and lock the door, her heart pounds quickly in her chest, his arms slips around her waist, pulling her close, forcing her body against his. Her mind begins racing, had she really gotten out of bed and came to work, or was this just another dream? As if hearing her thoughts, the stranger leans down, covering her lips with his, kissing her tenderly, deeply, as his hand glides over her supple body. Releasing their kiss, he looks into her eyes, whispering “No my dear, this isn’t a dream, it’s very real. I’ve come to show you the passion of your dreams.” His kiss had left her breathless, but his words started her mind racing again, wondering where and how this man knew of her, how did he know of her dreams. 

Her mind screaming no, her body gives into the need coursing through it. Wrapping her arms around his neck, her hand twisting in his hair, pulling his lips back to hers’, parts his lips with her tongue, searching for more, tasting his desire. Feeling her respond, his hands begin caressing her smooth skin, over hard nipples, grasping her blouse and ripping it open. Sliding her blouse off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor, he unhooks the lace bra she wears, releasing firm breasts into his cupped hand.

Moaning softly, she gives in completely, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Tenderly his hand squeezes her breast, his thumb rubbing over the erect nipple. Grinding her hips against him, her back arches as she longs for more. A deep groan escapes her lips as her swollen clit rubs against the material of the lace thong she wears. She feels his mouth engulf the aching nipple, his tongue flicking and teasing, racking her body with excitement and desire. Nipping and teasing the hard nub, he feels her body shake uncontrollably, grasping at his body, nails digging into his skin through the material of his shirt. 

Sweeping her off her feet, he carries her to the desk, laying her down gently, her skirt riding up to reveal a white lace thong as he slips between her thighs. Gripping the sides of her thong, jerking quickly, he rips it off her. Her breath catches in her throat when she feels his finger thrust inside her wet pussy, his thumb massaging her clit. Gently he pushes her back, laying her across the desk as his other hand squeezes and gropes her breast. Thrusting deeper, her juices coating his hand, he begins adding fingers, until all four are consumed by her. Driving harder, deeper into her, her hands clenching the desk, her body jerking with each thrust he drives into her. Sounds of her pleasure fill the room, echoing in her head. Feeling her shudder, knowing her climax is building deep within her, he quickly removes his hand, filling her with his raging cock. Slamming into her, he feels her legs wrap around his waist, forcing him to drive harder. Their hips grind together, her engorged clit being ravaged against his crotch. His hands reach up, massaging, squeezing her breast, rubbing the swollen nipples with his thumbs. Her moans increase in volume, as she tries to drive him deeper, tightening her legs around his waist, impaling herself upon his throbbing cock. Lost in their lust, her back arches higher, her head tossing from side to side, a deep, bone shaking shudder comes over her. She clamps down on his pulsing cock, the vibration of her body causing him to lose control. Crying out, she feels her body ready to erupt. Looking down he sees the expression of need on her face, knowing she will erupt soon, covering him in her warm juices. Seeing this brings his desire to cum to the top. Thrusting hard and fast, he feels her convulse, her hot juices covering his cock. She cries out, screaming in ecstasy, her pussy contracting around him, forcing him to cum. Their bodies shake violently, juices flow together, draining down the crease of her ass. Continuing this dance of lust till the shaking subsides, leaving them exhausted and gasping for breath, he collapses on top of her. His head rests on her chest, hearing the pounding of her heart. 

Catching his breath, he lifts his head to look at her, an expression of contentment on her face, she smiles, looking into his eyes. Leaning down he kisses her softly, his tongue parting her lips, searching to taste her again. Their kiss deepens, their hunger for each other satisfied, they lay in the warmth of the afterglow of making love. A smiles crosses her lips as he whispers, “Dreams do come true my dear”.



The Dream



Empty.

That was the only word that came to mind as I pressed my bottom against the cold porcelain tub. I sat inhaling steam while dipping my big toe in to test the water. The hot water could not even begin to warm me considering the way I felt. I slipped into the water, not caring if it burned my skin. Inside, I resembled a dead woman.

Months had passed since I had given up on my own happiness. I decided that if I couldn’t have the man I wanted, then I would be with a man who was secure. A man I knew would love only me. There was only one problem. To date there was no college course called “How To Make Yourself Fall In Love 101". I was still completely and hopelessly mad about the man I had given up. He was irrational, indecisive, stubborn, and time and time again, he had done nothing but hurt and disappoint me. Why did I love the idiot? I tried my best to swallow this bitter pill that life had dealt with only partial success.

I found myself sobbing amongst the bath wash and loofa sponge while Mr. Bubble looked on with a sadistic smile. I gave him a stern stare and said aloud without thinking how utterly insane I sounded “You bubbly pink bastard. Everything fizzles out in the end...even you. So go ahead and smile you stupid...” My eyes then shifted from side to side, sniffling to rid myself of any evidence that I had actually started crying. I felt ridiculous. 

“I’m a fucking fruit cake.” I muttered while grabbing the towel and drying off.

The hallway echoed with my wet footsteps. I was alone for the remainder of the night. My significant other half was working until the wee hours of the morning, as usual. More than often he left the front door unlocked when he left. It was no big deal considering how far out in the country we lived. I didn’t even bother to check it. I rarely did anymore. If someone wanted me that damn bad, they could have me. At least I would have been a victim worth making an effort for with the time it took to drive there.

I remained somber as I dressed for bed and crawled into the covers. I picked up the horror novel I had started to read the night before and thumbed through the chapters before finding where I had left off.Murder, gore, and sex. Just the kind of thing a woman in a house sitting in the middle of nowhere needs to read while alone. No one had ever claimed that I was a normal young woman.

Before too long sleep had found me. I had flopped over on my side, book still in hand, mouth hanging open in a not-so-sexy manner. Dreams came and went in a senseless blur. Something about George Washington and a sick poodle. Where the hell did that come from?

Eeesh.

The most vivid dream began with feeling as if someone had pressed their weight down on the bed beside me. The gentle feather soft graze of lips and eyelashes touched the side of my face and ear. I started to dream that it was my boyfriend, home from work early. A quick flicker of a tongue brushed against the subtle flesh of my neck. I felt myself stir lightly. The area between my thighs began to throb with a growing, heated intensity. 

A soft whimper caught in my throat. Against the back of my thigh, I could almost swear I felt my seducer’s erection. I decided I didn’t want to wake up from this dream. His hand crept across my side until fingertips found my nipple under the silk nightgown. It became taunt and with his attention hardened to a small peak beneath the dark material. The yearning between my legs had grown into a full blown fire. I think my dream lover sensed this too. His hand moved under the cover, pulling the crotch of my panties to the side. The hard tip of his manhood teased the moist treasure that eagerly awaited him. With ease, he guided himself into me from behind. I gasped aloud as every inch of him filled me. My eyes fluttered open as he began to thread himself in and out, each thrust as hard and deep as the first. He seemed to be savoring every moment, as if he had looked forward to it. 

“This isn’t a dream...” he whispered in between deep breaths and quiet noises of his own. I felt his hot breath in my ear. 

I felt my desire brimming, and it was damned near to boiling over. His hips moved in a slow, deliberate circle. A strong arm circled my waist as he then pulled me to him while his rhythm quickened. A hand, much larger than my own grabbed a handful of my long dark hair. I then craned my head back against his shoulder, looking at his face. It was then I realized that it this wasn’t my boyfriend at all. It was the man I had given up months before. There was no time to question or protest as every muscle in my entire body tightened and orgasm washed over me. He pressed his face against the back of my neck and cried out as he flooded me. I could feel him contracting inside of me with each stream while he grinded his hips as if to milk every last drop.

Covering the side of my face in kisses, we held each other. I didn't honestly know whether to tell him how much I loved him, or slap him senseless for walking through my front door uninvited. In the end, of course, my love for him prevailed. Through the night we talked, laughed, cried, and knew to be apart for a moment longer was a mistake. We agreed that when the time was right, we would be together. We were a match made in hell. Fate had spoken.

Based on real dream that was inspired by an incubus of daemonic proportion. 



The Dream



When the dream starts, I'm in my room, asleep. There is a full moon outside, and the light from it dimly lights up the area around the floor by the window and a diagonal beam across part of my bed. Then something causes me to wake up and open my eyes. The first thing I see is a pair of greenish-yellow eyes staring at me from the end of my bed. The next thing I see is the tip of a tail, moving from side to side, partially in the shadows, and partially in the moonlight. Then the hypnotic motion of the tail slows, and the eyes move towards me. 

Then the moonlight crosses the face of this creature. A very human face, a very female face, with long black hair to the back of her shoulders. She smiles, not revealing her teeth, but I could still see that she had sharp teeth. As she moves closer, I can see that she isn't wearing any clothes, but that she had subtle black stripes, like that of a...Cat. That's when I realize that the stripes aren't just stripes, but short, smooth black hair. Then I see her tail. Her tail was connected to the base of her spine, and it's covered in fine black hair. Her tail moves sensuously across my body, stretching it's 5 ft length over my chest. She moves her head closer to me, and starts to lick my chest. 

That's when I realize that her tongue is just like that of a cat's: like sandpaper. Her rough tongue scrapes across my chest, and then across my nipple. The blending of pain and pleasure was so perfect, and so exquisite. I would do whatever she would ask of me. This incredible 'Cat-Woman' was licking her way closer and closer to my boxers until she reached the waistband of my boxers. She brought one of her hands up to my boxers, and that's when I noticed that she had claws. Her claws weren't exactly like cat's claws, but they were longer (about an inch long), and not as curved. Flexing the tip of her index finger, she sliced through the fabric of my boxers like they were butter. Using her other hand she tore the rest of the boxers right off me. Then she looked up, as if to ask for permission. I saw those brilliant green eyes, and any thoughts of refusal vanished. She must have been reading my mind or watching my expression, because she smiled, revealing a little bit of her teeth, and began. 

All at once, it seemed that my body was slowly melting. She moved her lips slowly around my cock, bathing it in a warm, soothing sensation. Then she started purring. I felt those vibrations along my spine as they traveled through me, lighting up every nerve like a Christmas tree. My mind was connected to every single fiber of my body, and all of the sensations rocketed back up to the Pleasure Center in my brain. 

My synapses were flashing like strobe lights, and my eyelids were flicking open and closed. My eyes started to roll back in my head as she finished, licking her lips and smiling. She slunk up to my face and leaned in close, and kissed me. Her tongue pushed up against my lips, then slipped between them, scraping the skin raw in the process, and drawing blood. Her tongue twisted against and around my own, and tore the tip of my tongue open, making it bleed instantly. But instead of pulling away, I stayed still, curious as to what might happen. She sucked my tongue into her mouth, and with slow, deep slurps, started to drink the blood. 

After she had gotten nearly every drop, she pulled away with a smirk on her face. There was a small rivulet of blood running down the corner of her mouth, but with a single motion, her tongue darted out and swept the trail clean. She brought her face right up to mine and said slowly, in a sort of purr, "I'm not just a Zoanthrope."

"What do you mean?" I asked, still curious about this beautiful creature of the night. 

She leaned in and whispered into my ear, "I'm also a Vampire." Before I could respond, she twisted my head sharply, and bit into my jugular vein, making it froth blood into her hungry mouth, which she eagerly drank down. My heart was pounding furiously, serving only to send more blood straight into her mouth. My mouth opened and closed, trying to form words. Finally, I spoke, my voice cracked and hollow, "Good...I thought I'd never die. I was beginning to think I was cursed to live..." She pulled away, smiling, blood running down beautiful sabers in a mouth of ice. "Who said I was going to let you die completely?" 



The Dream



I'm sitting in my chair just relaxing with my feet up I'm listening to Elton John singing. But I can still hear you in the shower I close my eyes I hear the shower stop and my heart starts to beat faster. I know momentarily you will be coming out and just then I hear your footsteps I open my eyes and I see you standing in front of me.

Your towel is warped around your waist I see the drops of water glistening off your body in the candle lit room. I look you wondering if you know that I want you more right now then I want to breathe. Without saying a word I reach up and take your hands in mine and get up. I put my arms over your shoulders I clasp my fingers together behind your neck and look into your eyes I try to tell you with my eyes what my body is telling you.

I can feel the wetness from your body up against mine I pull your head closer to mine and start to kiss you slowly at first then more urgently. My tongue searching for yours I breathe in deep through my nose and the strong scent from your soap hits me you know its my favorite. I slowly let my hands go gently down your arms I can feel your muscles under my fingertips I keep going down and reach your hands I take your hands in mine and lift them to my naked breasts. 

You start to play with my nipples gently rolling them between your fingers while I'm still kissing you our bodies are so close I can feel your heartbeat. I can feel your manhood pressing up against me its hard and demanding my attention. I reach down and release your towel letting it drop to the floor leaving you exposed for me to do as I wish with you.

I kiss you even harder more deeper my breaths are getting faster and my face feels flush. I start to kiss down your neck and chest my lips are moist from the water on your body. I run my hands on your chest playing with the hair I don't want to waste any tI'me so I bend at my knees leading us onto the floor.

We are on our knees and I start kissing and licking my way down the water has a very faint taste of soap. I reach your bellybutton and stop I look up at your and ask you in almost a whisper "Do you want me"? " Do you want me right now?" Instead of answering me you gently push my head down to your manhood. I take it in my hands and start to kiss it stopping momentarily to look up at you when I see the smile on your face I continue and start to lick it 

Feeling its so very hard I start to suck on it I go up and down on it slow at first then faster stopping once in a while to lick it and tease it with my tongue. I can hear you breathing faster now as moans are coming from you. I stop and lean back and lay back in a half sitting position and I ask you please eat me now. I spread my legs for you and I take a free hand and part my lips for you. 

You lean down to me and put you head down to my pussy and as you suck on my clit as you put a finger in me you go in and out of my pussy. You take your free hand and start to rub my clit you put your finger in deeper till you find my g-spot. I run my hands through your hair and soft moans and sighs escape me. 

My legs begin to shake and I say "Oh my God don't stop don't stop "!!!!!!!! My stomach tightens as you bring me to orgasm and my moans are getting louder. I grab onto your arms and pull you up to me and I tell you "I want it and I want it now "!!!!!!! I lay back and pull you down on top of me I take your face in my hands and lick your lips. I feel you teasing the opening of my pussy with the tip of your hard cock.

I don't want to wait any longer and I push my bottom down and you go in me I moan out as it feels so damn good. I put my arms over your shoulders and run my nails down your back and wrap my legs around you trying to get you as far into me as I can. I move under you fast and hard my moves matching yours and I'm moaning so loud now as I'm cumming yet again. 

I roll us over and I'm on top I put my legs behind me and I lean back with my arms behind me holding me up. I lean my head back and start moving up and down on you. I feel you playing with my clit I keep moving fast I'm getting so wet I don't want this to end but I cant slow down it feels too good. I lean forward on you and my hands are free now I keep moving on you as your playing with my clit and I pinch my nipples pulling them out and releasing them and doing it again and again.

You lean up to me and take my breast in your mouth and gently bite and suck on them taking turns with them. You tell me oh baby I'm cumming I start moving even harder on you and feel your hot cum shoot into me. I don't stop I want every drop of you in me I look down at you and see the smile forming on your face and I get off you and lay next to you with my head cradled in your arm.

I lay my arm over you and run my fingers up and down your chest. I lean over and kiss your chest and I can tease the salt from your sweat on my lips. I release my breath with a sigh and without saying a word we fall asleep there on the floor with the candles giving off a soft glow the music playing and more content then we have ever been. 

In the morning I stretch out and get out of bed ready to go about my day. As I walk through the living room I look at the spot on the floor and with a big smile I think to myself I wish it wasn't just a dream.



The Dream



The dream moved on, it sought, hunted the right mind a receptive mind and found it. The mind opened the dream entered.

He woke; it was the feeling of warmth and comforts that old unfamiliar but half remembered feeling. He looked at the room around him, it was dome shaped lined with mirrors wall and ceiling seeing his reflection in the mirrors on the ceiling he stared at himself dressed in a silk suit laying on a mound of soft furs. He tried to move but was unable to. Nothing visible restrained him but no matter what he tried he could do no more than move his head to see around the room. A door opened and they entered ten of them and they spaced themselves around the room with the precision of guards on parade.

Without a sound a couch and table rose up from the floor beside each of the ten. He stared around him, at them speechless for surrounding him were ten most beautiful women, at first glance he thought them to be reflections of one but as he looked he began to notice the minor differences that separated them. To describe them was easy all were of average height full of figure and long legged. Their long hair drawn back in a pony tail. Each was dressed the same, a short black leather mini skirt cut so short as to almost reveal the stocking tops of each long leg. They each wore a silk blouse that could only be said to hug and caress each woman’s full-busted chest. He knew without knowing why or how the name of each of these most beautiful of women. 

As he stared avidly around the room two of the women Andrea and Barbara moved side by side to where he lay. As one they began to strip him treating with careless disregard the highest quality garment he had ever worn in his life. Tearing the suit from his body as if it were a mere rag and discarding the torn piece as if they had never been more than parts of an old dish cloth. When he was naked they returned to their places.

Once the shock of the stripping had worn off he once again began to look around the room. As if his attention acted as a signal all of the ten moved in unison each woman undoing and removing the silk blouse that had concealed a pair of breasts supported by a half cup brassiere that was but a whisper of the sheerest white lace. Discarding their blouses with as little care as they had shown for his suit they undid the front catch on their muzzle loading bras and threw them to the corners of the room. He gazed speechless as they each caressed their heavy breasts teasing their nipples with fingers tipped with long red nails into strawberry sized buds. Having done this the girls moved their hands around to the catch on their skirts. Before his startled eyes they stood there naked but for stockings and suspenders.

As his eyes drank it all in noticed that each girl was wearing a pair of red high heels of an amazing height. My god he thought not one of them wearing panties and all of them shaved to one small triangle of pubic hair.

Stripped all save two lay down on the couch to her side and reclined to watch as Cassandra and Donna slowly approached the silence which till now had been almost complete was replaced by gentle classical music. The two knelt by him and from beyond his sight produced soft sponges and began to wash him all over with lightly scented water, each one commencing at his feet and slowly but steadily working up each of his legs. As it seemed as if they must soon begin on his genitals, he began to feel aroused but the two then switched to his arms and chest. Then began working slowly toward his torso, soon again when it seemed as if they must contact his most pleasurable of places they gently rolled him over on to his stomach and once again started to clean upward from his ankles. Once they completed his back they again carefully rolled him back and then, and only then did they gently wash his penis and testicles. Having finished the two moved back to their couches to observe further events.

Two more arose from their couches and proceeded toward him, he knew them to be Eleanor and Faren. Each knelt by him and began a massage of incredible ability he felt at first touch the knots and stresses begin to fade and as they ebbed he began to feel peace and contentment. As with the previous two he felt his penis thicken but unlike the others they did nothing to stop this event mearly did not touch or stimulate his manhood further in any way. Having finished the massage the two returned to their couches to watch.

The one he knew to be Gabriella rose and came towards him he did not know what to expect and was totally surprised when she knelt over his face and pushed herself down on him in such away that he was forced to commence sucking at her or suffocate. At first he resented this forced intrusion but as her juices flowed and he tasted, he knew the greatest nectar of them all. He felt vigour pulsing through him as he moved his tongue against her clit. Moving his tongue with ever increasing vigour he began to nibble gently with his teeth eliciting small moans from deep in the back of her throat, her juices began to flow like a great flood and he drank them eagerly. At last she came in a great gush and a cry of total passion.She rolled from him and walked back to her couch, he noticed with some pride she did not return as steadily as she had arrived.

As he waited for he knew not what he gazed around the room and with increasing excitement noticed that each of the ten were delicately masturbating to the gentle rhythm of the music. He watched in amazement as their fingers deftly manipulated their clits working and stroking themselves to a glistening wetness their long nailed fingers darting in and out of their wet pussies.

Two more arose from their couches Heather and Isobel and as their two tongues touched his swollen penis he felt sure he must explode but these two were experts at this most delectable of arts and never did they permit him to slip over the edge. Each taking a turn at sucking his massive length into her mouth whilst the other softly sucked his testicles. Having bought him to the brink times beyond his count the two rose and returned to their places.

As the last Jade arose from her couch he knew this was to be the conclusion. She spread herself across him and gently, slowly lowered herself onto his throbbing length. He felt larger and thicker than at time in his life. As her moist tunnel completely enclosed his length, he felt the release of whatever had been restraining him, he rolled her on to her back and drove himself deeper into her body, she cried out as he thrust into her flesh. He looked down at her flushed face and tightly closed eyes and immediately knew that to come would be his death. He hesitated, his life dull and grey flashed, he looked at the perfect form writhering beneath him and once more began to plunge into her body he felt his explosion begin to come suddenly he felt it like molten metal bursting forth as they both cried out from passion.

The dull grey dawn awoke over the sleeping city revealing two men talking in front of the building "That's the fourteenth in two years always the same a cry and a body smiling in ecstasy make me wonder what goes on".

The dream moved on always seeking a mind starved of life, to admit passion if only briefly.

THE END?



The Dream



I close my eyes every night and dream of the same thing always. I’m having a business appointment in your hometown and as I wait in a deserted alley of the industry plant, a stranger in a military uniform approaches. He comes near me. I don’t get scared because I trust men in uniform. He comes even closer without saying a word. I get worried. With a sharp move he grabs both my hands and turns me around facing the rails. He starts kissing the back of my neck. I protest. “Please don’t do this to me.” He says that he likes busty women and he knows that all of us get horny with a man in a uniform. He slips his hand inside my trousers and touches my vulva. He says he likes it trimmed and wet. It will feel nice around his huge member. I sob and ask him to stop. I don’t want this with a stranger. He says I will enjoy it even more. I say that my appointment will come in a minute and we will be seen. He says he doesn’t care and he’ s trained to take care of a man. I feel his member hard between my but cheeks. I sob and tell him I have the aids. He draws back and runs to leave. 

I sit down on the street and dial 911 telling where I am and that I was attacked. I also call my husband crying and tell him what happened. I tell him that I will call him as soon as I know at which police station I go. He says that he will call you to come and be with me, since you’re in the military.

The police come and pick me up. They take me to the police station, offer me a cup of coffee and I ask to have a smoke to try and calm down. You come, with a worried look on your face and sit beside me. I lean in your arms and start to sob. You’re trying to calm me down and I curse my luck that I could be in your arms and not enjoy it, since I’ve longed so much for it. The officer comes and tells me to come and testify. I ask you to be with me. I don’t want to be left alone. 

They ask me on the looks of the rapist. I answer them. You ask me for a complete description of his uniform. I tell you. You go out and make some calls from your cell phone. The policeman asks you and you say you’re in the military. He asks me of a complete detail of what happened. I describe all the conversation. He asks me of every detail, where he touched me. I say everything. You are uncomfortable. The policeman tries to comfort me that it was a wise thing to say about aids. I say that I need a rest. He asks you if you can get me to a hospital and I say that I don’t need a hospital, I just need to have a bath because I feel dirty. You say that you will take care of me. I thank the officer when he tells me that he will be in touch with me. 

In a trance, I tell you that I have to be ready to leave at 4 by ship. You tell me that there is no chance you let me leave in such a state. You phone my husband telling him that you’re getting me to a hotel to put me to sleep. In the car I’m silent. You’re trying to comfort me by touching my hand from time to time. You give me worried looks. I just smoke and look out in the window. You check in a central hotel and lead me in the elevator. In there, I realize that my shirt has three buttons less and that my bra shows. 

The groom shows us in the room and you fix me a strong drink and tell me to sit down while you prepare a hot bath for me. I sit by the window sipping my whisky. You come behind me and start rubbing my neck. I tell you not to touch me now because I’m dirty and I’ll make you dirty too. You say not to worry and get inside and have a bath. I take some underwear and an athletic body with matching pyjama bottoms with me and I head to the bath. I hear you calling some people telling them to look for the guy who attacked me and tell them that it has gotten personal. 

You call your wife, out of town, explaining the situation and she tells you that you shouldn’t leave me alone. You call my husband telling him that I’m still in a shock and that you’ll try and put me to sleep. You assure him that you’re not going to let me travel alone and that if I don’t relax you’ll get me to a hospital. He asks you for details and you assure him that the attacker didn’t try intercourse because of what I told him. You say that you are proud of me. He tells you to check up on me in the bathroom so that I don’t drift to sleep in the tub. You hang up. 

I have already sunk in the hot tub and I try to rub my skin. I see your head through the door, asking me if I’m ok. I say yes. I ask you to wait for me. I don’t want to be left alone. You smile. “I wasn’t going to leave, even if you asked me to”. I thanked you. I wash my hair thoroughly and emerge from the bath. I dry myself with the towels, and comb my hair. I gather them up in a ponytail. I put on the body braless, cause I want to feel comfortable and then the pyjama bottom. 

I start cleaning the bathroom, you hear the noise and you come and take me by the hand saying that it’s something the maid will take care of. I tell you that I want to throw away my clothes. You tell me that you’ll do it and that I should lye down and finish my drink. I sit in the sofa with my legs bent sipping my whisky. Drops of water from my hair run down on my exposed back. You come and sit beside me drinking your whisky and giving me account on every call you made. You tell me that you will see that this bastard gets caught and punished by you. I take your hand and thank you. You kiss it. 

You tell me that while I was in the bathroom my business associate called on my cell phone and asked why I weren’t in our appointment and you cursed him because if he were on time, I wouldn’t go through the morning events. I asked you if I can lean on your shoulder and you raised your hand to hold me. I try to relax in your arms and you caress my back. My nipples get hard just by feeling the warmth of your body next to mine. 

I start sobbing, you ask me why but I can’t tell you. From one hand I feel used, and from the other I have longed so much for you that I feel sorry that it had to be like that. I would want you to get advantage of me but I know that you’re too much of a gentleman to do that. I doze off and you ask me if I want to go to bed. I do. You put me to bed, wrap me with the blanket. I ask you not to leave me alone. You lye beside me on top of the blankets and I cuddle and rest my head on your chest. I fall asleep with the soft sound of your voice telling me that everything is all right and you are here for me and you won’t leave me alone.

In my sleep I must have been crying, because you wake me up, fondling my forehead telling me that I should get out of my troubled dreams. I hold you close to me and try to stop sobbing. I ask you to hold me tight. You do and you plant soft kisses on my hair. I drift to sleep again. In an hour or so I wake up and realize that I have my hand on the base of your neck touching you. You fondle my spine and my exposed back. I look up in your eyes. You have taken your glasses off and I get lost in your blue eyes. I’m in a trance. You think it’s still from the shock and tell me to fall back to sleep. I nod and close my eyes. 

I feel you leaving me and go to the bathroom to have a shower. With semi closed eyes I see you wrapped in a towel, come out and check up on me. I’m drifting again and you call my husband telling him that I’m asleep and that he will see to it that I don’t leave. You put your clothes on again and come and lye beside me again. 

I wake up and look at you. You have fallen to sleep. You’re so calm. I get up and go to the bathroom. I have a quick shower and put my “cashmere mist” body lotion to feel better. I get out and see that you’re still sleeping. I lie next to you again and savor the feeling of your body next to mine. You open your eyes and you sniff. “That’s nice,» you say. I cuddle even nearer you. You kiss my hair and I look up deep into your eyes. I ask you to kiss me. You do, and it’s the first time I sense your soft lips. You stop and with my eyes closed, I part my lips showing you I want more. You ask me if I’m sure about that and I nod yes. You kiss me harder this time and your tongue starts traveling and looking for mine. 

When our tongues touch you sigh and I arch my back. I feel lost in your kiss. Your hand travels on the front of my body to my protruding nipples and you fondle them with your fingers. I put my hand inside your shirt and look to feel your bare skin. You’re warm and soft. You take your shirt off and you lye beside me. I fondle your chest and start kissing it. You moan softly. You turn me on my back and pull my bodice down to expose my breasts. You lick your way down from the base of my neck to under my breasts. You hold them in your palms and you knead them. I tangle my fingers in your hair and try to lift you up. You place your weight on me and I feel you chest crushing my breasts. You kiss me deep.

I unfasten your belt, and tell you to stand up. I get on my knees. I unzip your trousers and slide them down together with your boxers. Your hard member bounces in front of my face. I put my hand around it and pull the foreskin down. I lick the tip and then put the purple head inside my mouth. You moan and free my hair. I suck on you slowly and with my other hand I knead your balls. You say that you’re close I suck all your length in my throat. I feel your member stiffen, you grunt and I feel your loads of sperm hit the back of my throat. I swallow it all not wanting to waste it and I lick your hardness clean. You shiver as you lift me off my knees, kissing me hard in the mouth and tasting yourself.

Your hands go down to my butt and you push me to lie on my back on the bed. You slide my trousers down together with the bodice. I feel embarrassed. You say that from the first time you saw me you imagined having me in front of you like that. You part my legs slightly and kneel between them planting soft kisses on my inner thighs. I’m wet beyond control. You reach my outer lips and part them with your tongue. I moan loudly. I become even louder when you suck them and lick along my slit. You lap my juices and you tell me I’m delicious. 

I urge you to take me. You say not so soon. I beg you to be inside me when I come. You take a condom from your pocket, wear it around your pole and I feel it’s tip at the entrance of my pussy. I open my eyes and I tell you to look at me as you enter me. I stare at your blue eyes as you start to fill me and I call your name. You push all your length in me and I’m in heaven. You pull out a bit and start your slow strokes. I’m in the verge of my orgasm and tell you to come and kiss me. You say no. You say that you want to look at my face when I cum and tell me that I’m the most erotic woman you have ever seen. I tell you to push in harder and you pound me almost lifting my heavy weight off the bed. I start calling your name. You pound harder and tell me to cream your cock. The moment you hit the back of my cunt I come so hard that everything else seems to black out. I scream your name and you call me “sweet doll”. I sense you stiffen and come inside me with a loud grunt. You fall on top of me as we both breathe heavily. You kiss me breathless.

I start crying out of happiness and you hold me tight. You place soft kisses on my tears calling “sweet doll”. You pull the blanket on us because I shiver from my orgasm. You ask me if I’m sure of what happened, or if it was from the morning shock. I look you in the eye and tell you that I’ve been longing for that for a long time now. But even more, after the morning harassment, I wanted to give my body to someone I wanted, not a stranger. I tell you that I had come here with you in my mind. You answer me the same thing. You hold me close and both of us are silent. 

You light me a cigarette and another one for you. You watch me smoking and you smile. I ask you why, and you tell me that I look like love should look like. I smile and drawn in your blue eyes. I get up to have a shower. You tell me that you’re ordering for something for us to eat. 

While I’m in the shower, I hear my cell phone ringing and I hear you talking to my husband. You tell him that I’m in the shower and that I’ll talk to him when I get out. A second ring was from the police to say that they think that they have the guy and that I should go and recognize him before the military police (no offence) takes him. You tell him that you will bring me to the mil. Police headquarters to try to resolve this by yourself. You tell me the news and I tell you that I’ll be ready in a minute. I come out of the shower and tell you to move into it. 

Room service has arrived but I decide to skip lunch until after the visit to the police. You come out of the shower as I apply my make up in front of the mirror. You come behind me and watch me make myself up. I look at you with a questioned look and you tell me that you love watching me. I finish and start combing my hair. You help me with that. You tell me to let them loose. I call my husband to tell him that I’m all right and of the events that are to follow. He tells me to stay with you and not leave until I’m perfectly calm, that is, if I need to spend a day or two away, I should. I say maybe and hang up the phone.

We get in the car to go to the headquarters and you tell me that I don’t have to do anything, other than recognize the man and keep calm. As soon as we enter I see the magnitude of your authority in there. Wherever we passed by everyone was saluting you. You held me by the arm softly and lead me through the corridors. We reach a room with a large window. You explain me that I can see through here to the next room but the others can’t see me. By phone you order that they bring the suspects inside. 

Four men enter and immediately I recognize the one who tried to attack me. I start to tremble and you hold my waist tenderly and tell me not to be afraid. I tell you who the man is and you leave me alone. You go to the next room and ask to be left alone with him. You smack him in the head and ask him why. He starts talking about how juicy I looked standing alone in the street, formal but feminine. That as soon as he saw me he wanted to take me. He thought that I would want it too. You smack him again and tell him that this was for not respecting a woman like me. He swears that he hasn’t attacked a woman before but when he did something like that all the women where horny enough to receive it. You yelled at him that now he would be taught manners towards a lady and that he would loose his rank for that. He asks to be given a second chance, and to be psychologically treated and tells you to ask me to pardon him. 

You come inside the room and whisper me if I want to press charges against him. I ask you if he has a history for rape and you say he doesn’t. I tell you then that I want him to be punished but not put to jail and you ask me why. I whisper in your ear that he gave us our chance together, and since he stopped he didn’t do me so much harm. You smile and brush your lips in my hair and leave. You go to the next room together with three soldiers and order them to take him to his unit and that his punishment will be given by his general. He asks if I really have the aids and you tell him that I don’t. He asks if I’m here. You tell him no. He asks you to tell me that he’s sorry. He meant no harm. You answer that you will give me the message. 

Until you come back I phone my husband and tell him of my decision. He doesn’t agree but says that it’s my choice. I tell him that I need to go and rest and tells me that he won’t call me until I call him. You come in a few minutes and tell me that you have called my husband too. You ask me what I want to do. I tell you that I need to breathe some fresh air. 

We leave the headquarters and get in the car. We’re both silent until we reach a beach. We both get out of the car and take our shoes off. As we stroll by the waves holding hands, you turn me around and you kiss me deeply. I respond. I’m all wet again. I tell you and you place my hand on the bulge forming in your trousers. You tell me that I have that effect on you. I laugh and tell you to go back to the hotel. Back in the car you tell me that you feel guilty because of your friend, that is my husband. I tell you that I don’t. I love him, and I always will but I longed for these moments with you. I don’t regret, either what we’ve done or what we’re about to do. You ask me if I have anything in particular in mind. I sense that you’re joking and say that in rough lines I do. You ask me to be more explicit about the event. I place my hand on your lap and tell you that I need to feel you in me. The light goes red and you kiss me deeply in the mouth. We reach the hotel and head to the elevator. You pull me close and kiss me on the neck.

As soon as we enter the room, you push me on the wall and kiss me. I tell you that I want you to rape me. You give me a puzzled look but then you smile. You sit on the sofa and order me to take my clothes off, leaving my panties. I follow your orders, seemingly reluctant, and then you tell me to touch myself. I say no. You stand up, grab my hands behind me and tell me that I have to do as I’m being told or you’ll hurt me. I say again no, and try to escape. You hold me firmly and then throw me to bed. You unfasten your belt and let go of your shirt. You push my legs open and I try to hold back. All the while I’m tremendously wet. Your erection is imposing. You seem to get angry. 

You get off the bed, lead me again to the sofa and push me to bend over its’ back. I cry no and you shove your manhood in my cunt. I come right then and there. You don’t stop and for the first time in my life I experience simultaneous orgasms. Your cock, well lubricated, falls off my vagina and you guide the tip to my asshole. I yell yes, and you tell me you want me. You push slowly. It hurts at first but then it feels wonderful. Having all your length in me I urge you to fuck me harder. You do crying out loud that you’re going to come. I scream your name and we come simultaneously. Your member falls out of my ass, and as soon as I sit on the sofa, I black out. 

You get scared. You slap my face trying to bring me around. I open my eyes and tell you that I haven’t’ had any more that one orgasms in my life so I lost it. You kiss me deeply. You say that you’re relieved. I get up and head to the bathroom. I let the water in the hot tub running and ask you to come in. 

We lay in the tub together as I softly soap your chest with the sponge. You have your eyes closed and we talk about this and that. You ask me if I had ever cheated on my husband before. I say no. You thought that I would ask you the same question but I tell you that I know you have cheated on your wife many times. You ask me how do I know, and say “instinct”. You tell me it’s true. I say that I don’t want to ask why because I know the reason. You ask me to tell you. I say that you always want to think of yourself as a “rolling stone”. You laugh. I tell you it’s not a joke. You are the most untrustworthy type of lover. And I assume you get involved with women much younger that you. You laugh again. “You seem to know me too well”. I tell you that that’s what I’ve fallen for. Your energy. 

You turn around. You say that you need to confess. When we were at the police station and I described the attack, you wished it were you. You imagined how it would feel touching my pussy and you got a hard- on. You slide on my body and I feel your cock entering my pussy. I close my eyes and savor the feeling of you inside me. You kiss me and stroke slowly in and out. You say that you can’t get enough of my cunt wrapping around your arousal. I tell you to stop and let me feel you in there. You kiss me deeply and I feel you swell inside me. 

You start stroking in and out of me slowly again. So slowly that it seems natural of you to be inside me. I sigh. You look at me in the eyes and tell me that you’ll come in me. I don’t care what happens. I just want to feel your fluids in me. Your lovemaking is breathtaking. So slow, yet so intense. My own orgasm builds up. Your strokes become deeper and the water splashes around us. You tell me that you’re close. Me too. I feel you swell up, and with a sigh I sense your sperm hitting the back of my womb. I start spasming immediately and lose my breath. You lye on top of me, trying to catch your breath, still inside me. Your soft skin on mine is exquisite. 




The Dream



You start washing me tenderly, and you suggest we get out of the tub before we become fish. We dry each other with the towels, dress lightly and go to the room and have lunch. I turn the radio on and listen to a very erotic theatrical song talking about two cursed lovers that have only one night left for them. The sun has already set and my mood goes down. I sit beside you on the sofa as we munch the cold delicacies. You tenderly pull me to rest my head on your lap and start feeding me strawberries. You laugh at my effort not to choke. I just lye there looking out of the window at the city lights and listening to the soft music playing on the radio. You fondle my hair and smoke silently. 

Both our cell phones ring and I get up to bring them. My husband says that he’s sorry if he wakes me up but he was worried about me and wanted to see how I am. I tell him that I’m resting, that you have been with me all the time, and that you’re trying very hard to relax me. He sounds thankful for that. He asks me when I’m going to fly home and I say probably some time tomorrow, because I don’t feel very well to travel this night. He asks to talk with you and I tell him you’re on the phone and I’ll tell you to call him back. He reminds me that he loves me. I tell him that I love him too and we hang up. 

Your wife wants to talk to me and I go red. You hand me the phone and I feel guilty for talking to her. I tell her that I regret taking up so much of your time yet you’ve been so helpful, and she answers that she had given you specific instructions. I send her my kisses and we hang up.

You have already talked to my husband and you tell me laughing, that both of them ordered you to take me out tonight. I ask you where shall we go and you tell me you have in mind a place near by, for a glass of wine at least, but you have to go home and fetch some clothes. I tell you not to be too long and I’ll be ready for you. You kiss me tenderly and say that you’ll be back in an hour. I start getting ready. I choose a black long satin skirt with a matching see through blouse. My neck and shoulders is exposed. My black sandals make my pale pink polished toes look astonishing. I comb my hair in a high bow, making my neck show even more. I start putting a light make up when the room phone rings and the receptionist tells me that you’re waiting for me at the lobby. I hurriedly finish and come down. As I walk through the lobby I see you rising from the armchair, looking extremely smart in your suit. You take my hand and kiss it saying that I take your breath away. You lead me towards the door and in the car. The soft breeze of the summer evening gives me the Goosebumps.

You drive us to the center of the town to a fancy restaurant near a historical museum. Outside a band plays my favourite music. You lead me inside where it seems that you have already done a reservation, and the valet leads us to a secluded table near the yard. I listen to the songs while you order a bottle of wine and a variety of cheese. I sing to my favorite song which talks about a ship which is a heart and travels through the oceans of life. I turn to look at you and you take my hand and kiss it. I think I will melt right then and there. You tell me that you wish this night lasted forever for us. I tell you that so much happiness doesn’t last for long. We sip our wine looking at each other. You talk to me about your life up where you serve. You tell me of people I don’t know and with whom you spend your whole day through. You ask me about my childhood. I tell you how I grew up and the things I did. You ask me about the men in my life. I tell you the few things that I have done, both the good and the bad ones. You laugh with my remarks. Your smile as you follow my words, is so warm that I want to kiss you right then and there. I ask for the bathroom so that I can powder my nose. You give the directions. I say I’ll be back in a minute and stroll among the tables, feeling that you look at me. I return to our table and as I sit down you tell me that all the men in the room turned to look at me. I think that you’re exaggerating yet you tell me that I haven’t discovered my sexuality yet. We drink some more wine under the sounds of the soft songs and I tell you that I’m ready to leave. I want to have a walk around the gardens of the museum. You take care of the bill.

We stroll on the path among the trees and flowers holding hands. The night is cool and I shiver yet I enjoy it because when you place your hand at the back of my neck I feel its’ warmth. The spotlights are scattered throughout the garden and the atmosphere is full of smells. You let me walk in front of you. I turn around to face you and you stare at me. You tell me that my aura sparkles around me. I smile at you and you come near me, hold my hands and kiss them in my palm. I ask you to return to the hotel. You tell me that the night is young and we should go and have another drink. After all it’s still 10 o’clock. I tell you that I want to save these moments with you only. You ask me to dance with you under the moonlight. We do. We stroll around under the soft songs played by the band. Your hand wonders on my back and I tangle my fingers in your hair. You push me closer and I lean on your chest. You whisper in my ear sweet nothings and your whisper sounds lovelier than the music. I ask you to walk to the hotel. You tell me that you’d like that and that you’ll ask the groom at the hotel to arrange your car. We walk slowly along the streets, gazing at the shop windows. You smile all the time at me and ask about the things I like and don’t. I look at a beautiful blue crystal necklace at a jewelry store. You start wondering how it would look on my bare skin. I laugh at the faces you’re pulling me. I tell you that I never thought I would find you funny. You always seemed too serious to me. About everything. You pull me towards you and you whisper that you’re dead serious when you make love to me. I blush.

We reach the hotel and you make arrangements for your car at the restaurant. The receptionist assures you that he will have it parked at the hotel parking lot in an hour. We head up to the room. I open the sliding doors and stand out in the balcony. You come behind me and put your arms around me. You ask me what shall I do tomorrow. I tell you that it has to do with you, that mean, how long you can stay with me, and you say “for ever”. I laugh and tell you not to use big words and that I’ll be taking the night flight tomorrow. You kiss the back of my neck and offer to make me a drink. I tell you yes, and that I’ll call my husband. I do and we talk a little. He’s worried about me and I tell him not to. I make a joke about always having a fantasy of getting fucked outdoors and he laughs. You on the other hand giggle and make a comment. He hears it and asks to speak to you. He tells you to make sure that I don’t fulfill that fantasy of mine. You laugh at him saying that you will protect me with your life and assure him (being serious this time) that you won’t leave me alone at all. I go out to the balcony again and wonder in the night. You come out with a glass of wine and hand it to me. I sip it slowly and lean on you. You let my hair flow on my back and start planting kisses on my neck. You bite me slightly and I sigh.

I put the glass down and place your hands on my breasts. You knead them and at the same time lick your way down the side of my neck. I melt. You turn me around and kiss me tenderly on the mouth. Your tongue parts my lips and finds mine. You let my blouse slide and cover my chest with kisses. I ask you to take me inside. You take me by the hand and lead me towards the bed. You kiss me and at the same time undress me. You loosen up your tie and I help you unbutton your shirt. I lie on the bed and watch you undress. As soon as you finish I reach out my hands and you join me under the covers. Your hand slides on my body making a hot trail. I take your hand, kiss it and start sucking your fingers. I feel your erection bouncing. I smile and joke that you like being sucked. You take my hand and place it on your erection. I stroke it while you play with my nipples. You lick and suck them. I start loosing control. You come on top of me telling me that you want to make love to me forever. You place your member on my pussy lips and slide it up and down to tease me. I want you to enter me. You say you want me to beg for it. I do. I need you. You ask to tell you what I need. I say I need your cock inside me to fill me up. You ask me how long I’ve wanted it and I tell you from the first time I saw you. You enter me and I scream of pleasure. You tell me that I’m so deliciously tight, like a rosebud, that you want to stay inside me and fuck me to death. I scream “harder”. You push your whole length in me and you buck out again. I scratch your back and try to push you back in me. You plunge in deep and I scream again. You want me to look at you and scream your name. I do and for heavens’ sake I love having you inside me. You push faster and harder, and kiss me deep in the mouth. I come right then and feel I’m lifting off. My cunt sucks you with its’ spasms and you come in me calling my name. Your sweat falls on my skin as I feel you ejaculating huge amounts of sperm in me. You push one more time and then come out and lie next to me. I stretch my hot body next to you almost crying out of happiness. You plant soft kisses on my eyes thanking me for letting you experience that. You say that you haven’t managed to come more than twice in the same day for years now and its the fifth time today.

I’m about to have a shower and you say that you’ll wait for me here to have a smoke. I feel the hot water pouring down on me and I think back of they day we spent so far together. The attack, our first meeting and our first lovemaking. I start to get wet again and I try to convince myself that I’ve had enough of you and enough of sex for a day. I come out of the shower and dry myself. I enter the bedroom in a bathrobe and a towel wrapped around my head. You smile at me. You get up and go to have a shower yourself. I sit in front of the mirror to put some body lotion and to comb my hair. In a few minutes you’re out and you come near me. I see drops of water on your back and I start licking them off you. You tell me to stop if I want us to get some sleep because you’re already ready for another round. I laugh at you and tell you that I just wanted to dry you out. You make a face and say that I haven’t managed that yet. I turn around and ask you to help me dry my hair. You do and then you comb them for me. You say you love long hair, like all men do.

We head towards the bed and I lift the blankets. I let the bathrobe fall on my feet and climb inside. You come next. I smell the freshness of your skin and it’s wonderful. You sniff my perfume and tell me that you’ll always have that smell in your nostrils. Although it will be a little embarrassing because every time you will think of me you will want to jack off. I smile and tell you just not do it in public because it will destroy your hard and respected image. You pat me on the butt, saying that I’m much younger than you to be disrespectful. I squeeze you limp and cold manhood and tell you that it’s because I’m much younger than you that you wanted to have me. You say no. You explain the difference between young and erotic women. And the first time you saw me you wanted to know how I would react when making love. You say you knew that I would be like a volcano erupting. That if a man is clever enough he can only guess what I have to offer. You ask, what interested me in you. I tell you that I had the same thoughts when I first saw you. How it would be like to be loved by you. How your mouth would feel on my lips. That your arms around me would be like a fortress. I joke that if I had ever seen you in a uniform I would come right at the spot. You laugh at me. You put your arms around me and we fall asleep, tired but happy.

I wake up at the smell of fresh coffee. I reach out and feel your soft skin. You let your cup down and kiss me good morning. I ask you what time it is and you tell me it’s 7:30. I lift my body higher in the bed and ask for my cup of coffee. You joke that I have to earn it. I slide down under the covers, you get startled and I get hold of your already hard member. You try to protest, I tell you to hush and start licking your balls while playing it with my hand. Finally I reach at the top and sink it in my mouth. You grunt and with your hands you guide my head. I start sucking you, at first tenderly but then intensely. I hum at the same time and send shivers up your spine. You tell me that I’m fucking unbelievable and I suck even harder. You start fucking my mouth and at the same time I press my finger at your prostate. With a loud “yes” you come in my mouth gallons. I swallow it all withought gagging and suck you again. You protest that I’ll bite your member off you and I laugh. I ask you if I earned my coffee and you tell me that it wasn’t what you had in mind but it was even better. I sip on my coffee and you tell me that I amaze you because at one part I seem vulnerable, shy and fragile and on the other hand I act as a perfect sex object. I say that I’m both.

You tease me by spreading butter on my nipples and marmalade on top and then you lick and suck it off me. I get ecstatic by that and you uncover me from the blankets and put some more on my belly button. I laugh at your nose, which is full of butter, but you continue spreading my legs and put butter and marmalade on my clit. I shiver and you start licking around it and then you suck. I go crazy. You go lower and start fucking my cunt with your tongue. I squeeze your head between my hips and I scream that I’m going to come in your mouth. You ask me to give you your breakfast and push two fingers in my cunt. I come loudly. I’m panting trying to catch my breath and you slide on me kissing all the way up. You grin that we’re even now. I breathe heavily saying that it’s the best breakfast of my life. You hand me some toast and a glass of orange juice saying I’ll need it for the rest of the day. I ask you what are your plans for today and you tell me that you only have to go by the headquarters to arrange some things and then you’re all mine until tomorrow morning.

You get up to have a shower and I call my husband. I tell him good morning and he wants to know how I slept and I told him heavily. He says that if you weren’t his friend right now he would be afraid that you had seduced me and I joke that he should be afraid that I would seduce you. He says that if I give you that blowjob of mine you will run off with me. I laugh and tell him to be patient and that he’ll get his tomorrow morning. We hang up. I come to the bathroom and tell you what he said. You agree and say that it is a good idea. You come out of the shower and I dry you with the towels. I pop in. When I come out you’re already dressed up and smoke a cigarette on the sofa. Your gaze follows me as I get dressed and start putting on some make up. I can’t concentrate and I tell you to leave. We make an appointment to call each other whoever finishes first. You come near me and kiss me deep. I almost faint. You tell me to be careful out on the streets. You leave and I decide to go to a mall and see some merchandize I’m interested in. Having lost a track of time you call me to tell me you’ve finished and you tell me that you’ll come by the mall and pick me up. I get into a lingerie store to buy some underwear. I find the loveliest see through nightgown with matching bra and panties. And a lovely set of satin pyjamas for you. I head towards the cafe of the mall to wait for you. I order a cup of coffee, as it is still early and smoke a cigar waiting. You come and as you approach me I can see the bulge in your pants. I ask you if you are so happy to see me and you tell me that the moment you saw me with the cigar in my hands you had a raging hard-on. I ask you to sit beside me to feel you near me.

The waiter thinks that you’re my father and compliments you on your daughters. I note that your daughters are lovely and take my sunglasses off. He says that he’s sorry for the mistake and I tell him that that’s all right, I just use you for the sex. He goes red, you laugh loudly. You order him Turkish coffee and you ask me of my plans next. I tell you that I only have to visit one shop and then I’m free. You tell me that we also have to go by the headquarters and fill in some paperwork. You drink your coffee staring at me. I laugh at your sight. You ask me why and I answer that you’re so deliciously masculine that I can’t get enough of you. You ask me what I’ve bought and I start sliding out the nightgown. You catch your breath. You tell me that you can’t wait to see me in it and I tease you that you have to start imagining me. We get up to go to the store I want where I choose a formal and a casual outfit. You see me trying them and you nod that you like them. You offer to pay them but I don’t want you to. I say that you’ve already done too much for me and you’ll have to do much more. You carry my bags for me to the car and I like the attention.

We head towards the headquarters and the traffic is horrible. You turn on the radio and hum at the soft music. You tell me that you want to introduce me to some people I will find definitely interesting. I ask who, and you tell me it’s a surprise. We reach the office building, we park and we enter. Everyone in there salutes you and says good morning to me by name. I’m surprised. You smile telling me that you’ll explain later. We reach a cozy sitting room arranged for officers, where a rather old officer stands. He gets up when we enter and you introduce us. I surprisingly find that we have the same surname. He asks me about my father and I tell him. Eventually we find out that we come from the same roots. He says that he always told you that our family produces beautiful and intelligent women. He apologizes of what happened to me yesterday and congratulates me for the way I handled it. He says that I should even more consider his side of the army as something friendly and I say smiling at you that I already have more that friendly relationships with it. We shake hands promising to exchange visits, and we head towards the elevator to sign the paperwork for the attacker. In there I whisper to you that I need you to be “friendly” with me and make up for the army, and you laugh and say that I should wait. We do what we’re supposed to do, you introduce me to some other people and we head to the exit. It is already midday and I seem I’m wasting my time. I need you. You rush in the car and drive like a madman. Your hand is resting between my thighs and you find the wet spot on my panties. You grunt.

We reach the hotel room and as soon as we close the door, you tear my clothes apart and push me towards the wall. You’re like an animal. You tell me that you wanted to push your cock in me as soon as you saw me at the mall. You suck on my skin and I moan. You have me naked in front of you and you just undo your belt and I wrap my legs around you. You enter me forcefully. I scream your name and you grunt like a beast as you pump hard in me. You fill me up completely. My back bangs against the wall but I feel no pain, only the pleasure of your cock in me. My orgasm is earth shuttering. My cunt walls squeeze you and you become even more forceful. You come yelling my name time and time again. We collapse on the floor panting together. I kiss you on the lips and you say that you’re trying to believe what’s happening to you. I kiss you again and you roll me on the floor. I feel I’m going crazy with you. You rest your head on my breasts and I tangle my fingers in your hair. I feel I’m in heaven. I want to get up but I don’t want to leave your arms. You too say that lying on the floor is rather uncomfortable. You help me up and go towards the bathroom. Your clothes are a mess and you start taking them off. I tell you to go and have a shower and I’ll join you in a minute. I take out the new pyjamas and hang them beside the shower. I tide up the room a bit and ask at the room service for some things from the pharmacy and some lunch. They deliver them.




The Dream



You call me from the bathroom and ask me to join you. I come inside and you have already filled up the tub with hot water and salts and you wait for me. I dive inside and you start soaping me all over. I tell you that I want you to shave my legs and pubic hair. You tell me that you had always wanted that and you start with my legs. It feels extremely erotic. When you finish my legs I sit on the side of the tub, spread my legs and you shave my pussy. I ’m so wet. It’s like you lick me. You say you would but you don’t want to eat soap and hair. You take extra care and finish when you remove every single hair from my pubic area. You wash off the soap and fondle my outer lips that are even more sensitive now. I shiver.

You let me get out of the bath and dry me carefully with the towels. I ask you to put some body oil on my freshly shaven skin. You do it with extra care. I’m wet allover again. I lead you towards the bed, lay a towel on top and let you lay down on your stomach. I use the body oil and start a seductive massage on your back. You moan. I slide down towards your feet and give them extra care. When I reach your buttocks I knead them and you shift to comfort your erection. I stop and ask you to wait for me.

I wear the see-through underwear with the nightgown and ask you to turn around to continue your massage. You do and when you see me in this outfit you gasp. Me on the other hand feel the soft fabric fondling my pussy lips and nipples and am already ecstatic. I continue your massage, softly and teasingly. When I finally reach your cock and balls you’re ready to burst. It has gone almost purple with your need to cum. You tell me and I ask you not to come yet. I stop teasing you, take off the nightgown and ask you to fondle me over the underwear. You suck my nipples through the sheer fabric and I breathe heavily. You unclasp them and let my breasts jiggle freely.

As you suck on my nipples again, you start fondling my bald pussy through the panties. They’re soaking by now. You slide them off me, you take the body oil and pure some on my clit. You start rubbing it and with the oil it feels exquisite. You ask me to lay on my front and you pure some oil on my asshole. I moan as you press a finger in me. I’m so aroused that it goes in easily. You lift my hips higher and put a second finger in my anus and at the same time enter my pussy with your hard penis. As you pump both my holes I scream. I feel full. I struggle to meet your strokes. With your free hand you start tickling my engorged clit and I cum gallons. My pussy gushes liquids around your pole but you don’t stop. You pound me even harder.

As soon as an orgasm subsides another one starts. I moan and tremble all the time and my cunt sucks the cum out of you. I scream you to cum in me and you laugh. You tell me that you’ll dry me out first and then you’ll cum for me. You start telling me how good your dick feels in my orgasming pussy. You tell me how much you like bringing the slut out of me. You tell me that you feel even my asshole sucking your fingers. Suddenly you remove your fingers and replace them with your dick. I moan even louder and you yell that you’ll come in my ass. I push on you harder telling you to cum for me. When you finally do I feel your liquids filling me up. You come out of me and your sperm gushes out of my spasming asshole. I turn around and hold you as you lay on top of me, both of us panting hard.

I still can’t believe that I experience so much stimulation. That I’ve done with you all the things I’ve dreamed about. You smile and tell me that you have to wash again. I urge you to and finish quickly because I want you back with me. When you do I replace you in the shower. I finish quickly just to not waste a moment without you. We eat in the bed feeding each other. We sip a glass of wine together and you ask me what I usually fantasize. I laugh and tell you that almost all the things I’ve fantasized about, I’ve done them with you. You try to convince me that normally you’re not insatiable, yet, with me around you, you can’t get enough of sex. You have already started worrying that you’ll get a heart attack or something.

You laugh when I tell you that it’s too early for that, almost 4 in the afternoon. We lay naked on the bed looking at each other and enjoying the post-orgasmic bliss. I feel well loved, well fucked and well attended. I tell you this and you kiss my forehead as your fingers travel on my bare chest. I cherish these moments near you nearly as much as having sex with you. I close my eyes and savor the feeling of my body next to your warm skin.

My cell phone rings and my husband sounds worried and asks me about my plans. I tell him that I will get the early morning flight back and he says that he’ll be there waiting for me. I hand you the phone and you assure him that I’m OK, and that you’ll drive me to the airport. He thanks you for a hundredth time. He hangs up and I call the airline to reserve for a ticket. You become sad. I tell you that we may have 10 more hours together, yet it couldn’t last any longer. I’m sad too. Finally, at the age of 30 I have come to find my sexual partner of a lifetime, someone that has brought the woman out of me and I can’t keep him.

You get out of bed and reach for your jacket. You take a box out of the pocket. You tell me to lie still on the bed and close my eyes. I sense you lay beside me and then something cold traces small paths on my skin, first on my belly, then my stomach and moving up between my breasts. I want to open my eyes yet you tell me to keep them closed. You move it teasingly around my nipples. I moan, as I get aroused again, for the millionth time today. You move to my other nipple and then down again stopping at my belly button. You stay there for a while. 

Then you move lower again until your trail reaches my engorged pussy lips. I can’t take it any longer and I announce you that there’s no way that I’ll keep my eyes closed any longer. You stop and tell me to open them and in front of me is the blue crystal necklace we saw together in the window last night. I scream with delight and you offer to wear it on me. As soon as you do, we go to the mirror and admire it together. You tell me that you knew it would look delicious on my bare skin. I turn around and kiss you tenderly on the lips. You ask me to have it on for the rest of the day, and everyday that I’ll wear it to remember it’s trail on my body.

I smile at the thought of thinking of you out of the blue. I tell you that even now that I have you beside me, thinking of our lovemaking makes me wet. You touch me ever so tenderly and I feel like melting. You tell me that you’re already thinking of our next encounter. I tell you that I don’t know if there will be a next one. Next time we meet we will be with our spouses. You know better than me that we can’t risk ruining our relationships. You nod affirmative. Yet, you tell me that you haven’t gotten enough of me. And god knows me either. I lie in your bare arms and ask you to hold me tight and let me enjoy your smell.

I shiver and you tell me to put something on. I wear my nightgown and you come out of the bathroom with your new pyjamas on. The soft burgundy looks exquisite on you. I feel your chest on top of the satin. You put your arms around my waist and stick your forehead with mine. We dance to the music of the radio ever so slowly. I lean against you chest and if I could, I would wrap that feeling of safety and keep it with me as long as I could. I wonder in my mind and you wonder aloud at the same time. What did I long for in you? You’re 25 years older than me. You’re not handsome. You don’t have a perfect body. Yet I know.

You are one of the most sexy men I had ever seen when I met you. Your masculinity, your stern attitude some times yet your tender look towards the people you care for. The sparkle in your eyes when you are challenged by a situation or somebody. As I told you, from the moment I saw you I knew I wanted you. I knew you would be an unforgettable lover. Heck, even the thought of being near you sends me shivers. On the other hand I never imagined that you felt the same. I always had a thing with my plump body, so, with someone like you, who had always the advantage of experiencing different lovers, I never thought I would attract you. 

As an answer, you kiss me deep on the mouth. We break our kiss and head to the balcony. As soon as we get out, you embrace me from behind and tell me to have a good look at the city. You say that I have to know that, for a woman like me, the whole city can be mine within minutes. That I don’t have to doubt, either for my abilities, or my feminity. That as soon as I want something or someone, it can be mine. I just have to look at it and it will melt. I turn around and kiss you. In a husky voice I ask you to make love to me for the last time, because I want you so badly I can faint.

You leave me stark naked, there in the balcony, available to be seen by everyone who wishes to. Thank god it’s gotten dark. You step back and look at my plump body, which is shivering with lust for you. You come near me again and your hands roam at my back as you kiss me passionately. I almost faint from your kiss. I ask you to go inside because it is too cold for me out here. We go inside holding hands and I lay on the sofa seductively wearing only the blue crystal. I smile and part my legs slightly and start playing with myself so that you can watch me. I ask you to undress. You do slowly, not wanting to lose sight of my fingers rubbing around my clit.

You urge me to get even more wet for you. I rub my clit more vigorously now. You tell me to close my eyes and push two fingers in my hole. You want me to think that my fingers are your cock pushing into my cunt. You tell me that, from now on, every time I play with myself and plunge two fingers in my cunt I must imagine of you. I start panting with anticipation for your touch and the real thing. I beg you to make love to me and you say, “I am”. I need to feel your touch. I feel your fingers trying to replace mine, and I open my eyes. I grasp your cock which is hanging in front of my face and lick its’ length you moan and try to support your weight on the sofa without letting go. 

When I reach the top, I suck its whole length in my mouth and you groan. I let it pop out and see that you have your eyes closed. I ask you if you want me to continue and you answer me, “hell yes” and I suck you back in. I squeeze your balls and you moan that you are going to come in my mouth. When I sense you swelling up, I pull your balls down not allowing you to ejaculate. You are frustrated, yet, I continue bobbing up and down on your shaft. You swell up again and I stop. You get impatient and you move on top of me, entering me forcefully.

I yell at you to fuck me like there is no tomorrow and you honestly do. I hear your testicles slap on my pussy-lips as you pound into me. I moan and grunt having an orgasm in every stroke. I urge you to fill me up with your hot seed. I tell you that I need to feel you cum in me. You grunt and yell that you’re ready. When I feel you swell in me I lose it completely. We scream each other’s names and cum simultaneously. Then everything blacks out for me.

You wake me up with a kiss, stating that it’s time to get ready to fly. I moan and ask you what time it is and you tell me it’s 9 o’clock. I get up frustrated. I feel that sleeping was a waste of time. I walk to the shower and try to calm down. I don’t want our encounter to end. I feel it’s too soon. I allow the hot water to soothe my wanting body. I start thinking that something must be wrong with me and I feel so insatiable on sex. I get out, dry myself and put on some underwear. As I reach the main room I see that you’ve ordered dinner. You have already dressed, ready to go. I sit on in front of the mirror combing my hair and tears form in my eyes.

You come behind me, and start combing my hair yourself. You look sad too. I get off the chair and hug you. I whisper in your ear that I can’t accept leaving. You fondle my back and tell me that you also feel sad but there’s nothing else we can do. You tell me to get ready. I hesitantly do. After I dress up we sit around the table and have dinner in silence. As I stare at you, trying to absorb as much of you as I can, I can’t help but feeling sorry to leave. You smile at me with the sweetest and yet saddest smile. 

You get up and nod at me to move on because we need a whole hour to reach the airport. We check out of the hotel, speechless. In the car you constantly hold my hand. You talk about this and that and tell me that you’ll be calling me. Also you note that we have to be careful not to hurt our spouses, so they can never learn what happened, or what is to happen. I ask you to take care of your family. I need to know you still are a proper father and husband. I urge you not to confirm yourself with other lovers, especially younger, and try to concentrate to your wife. I promise to let you know how things are with my husband and you tell me that if nothing changes, you shall talk to him and find out what’s wrong.

We arrive at the airport and realize that we only have an hour left together. We sit at the café, holding hands. You thank me for all the love, excitement and stimulation you received from me. You tell me that you’ll cherish these moments forever. I kiss your hands and ask you to think of me from time to time, especially when you feel lonely. I want you to remember how happy and content you made me feel these two days.

My flight is announced and I get up. As I’m about to leave you pull me in your arms and kiss me deeply. Tears form in our eyes and I kiss you back. “Remember me,» you tell me and I leave.

Will I ever have the chance to have you they way I had you for the last few days?

I wake up and I wonder if I ever feel the bliss you gave me in my dream.



The Dream



It was raining outside and the thunder was banging loud against the windows, as I lay in my bed alone. Waiting for the time to pass I laid there thinking of you, as I always do when I have spare time. 

I start to think of what it will be like if we ever get to meet. As for right now you are just a figment on my imagination. The long talks on the phone, the hours spent online together, but we have yet to cross those barriers. 

As I lay in bed thinking of when I will get to talk to you next, my mind wanders into the unknown, wondering what you feel like, taste like, smell like, it gets me very excited because I know what you sound like, and pretty much what you look like.

My mind wanders to those long phone calls where we pleasure each other by sound and mental emotion. I sigh with longing as I run my hands down over my chest and stomach and back up again lifting my t-shirt as I go. I trace my fingers leaving a tingling sensation all over my chest. I close my eyes and daydream it is you doing this to me. I get the chills of the power of thought you have over me. I let my fingers run over my left nipple which gets erect instantly...

As I think it's you. I follow a path across to my right tit and do the same, now each of my nipples is hard little pebbles. I pinch and squeeze my right nipple bringing a wetness and heat inside of me, leaving me aching for more. 

With my eyes closed I bite my bottom lip, moaning and screaming deep inside how I wish it was you playing with my nipples making me feel this good. I lean over and get the candle I had lit earlier it's scent of lavender permeates the air. I bring the candle just over my chest and slowly let it drip onto my left nipple, feeling the shock of the heat I scream out. God it feels so good, wanting more I do the same to my right nipple. I get even more excited then I was before, as I know what me doing this does to you. I can hear your breathing in my head, the sounds of you getting excited and hard as a rock. It makes me want to fuck so hard and fast... 

I place the candle back in the holder on the bedside table and wiggle around in my bed kicking off the heavy comforter, I sit up and slide off my shirt the only article of clothing I have on. I lean back down and run my hands all over my smooth tan body leaving chill bumps all over me. I run my hand along my stomach, down lower to my shaven mound. I massage myself feeling the stirring of want deep with in me. 

I am starting to get soaked; I can feel my juices flowing. I lean and look down. I see my little pink pussy starting to glisten in the candlelight. I slowly start to massage my pussy faster with my palm making me shiver and shake. It feels so good, I moan out loud. I think I need more so I slowly use my index finger and trace over the opening of my pussy, teasing myself to the point of almost climaxing. 

I slowly guide my fingers over my pink tight lips teasing and pinching them; I can feel the wetness flowing over them from deep with in me. I run my index finger up and over my clit making me moan out loud. I start to massage it bringing up the ache inside me now; I pinch it and pull it making it hard like a pebble. I continue to play with my now hard clit concentrating on making circles over it with my finger, pushing it in every few seconds, Welling up inside me is an orgasm that is about to escape, I spread my legs wide open and raise my ass up high and rub my clit faster then before. Feeling the orgasm start to explode I slam my middle finger inside my pussy lips and start to finger fuck myself hard, not once stopping to pay attention to my clit. 

My naked sweaty body starts to shake and rock into climatic convulsions. I am moaning out loud, your name upon my lips; I bite down so as not to scream out. As my first orgasm subsides, I continue to slowly finger fuck myself this time letting my clit alone, I slide another finger in, my index finger. I lean up almost sitting so I can watch my slender fingers slide in and out through my pink moist velvety swollen lips. I can see as the tips of my nails, which are painted blue, slide in and get lost deep within my pussy walls. I throw my head back letting my hair flow over my bare shoulders, starting to move on my fingers I ride into them as if I were riding your cock. I slide yet another finger inside of my pussy now using 3, which makes my pussy, squeeze tight against them as I fuck harder and faster. I bounce on my hand fast. Bringing another orgasm on quick. 

I slow down, as I don't want to let go yet. I run my thumb over my swollen clit once again which makes me go crazy, thinking my fingers just isn't cutting it anymore, I need something thicker, longer more like you would be swelled up tight inside my walls. I remove my soaking wet fingers from my aching pussy and lick my juices off them before I reach down and get my toy. With my toy in hand, I slide into my mouth making it wet. Thinking in the back of my mind it's you, I slide it deep inside my throat, sucking hard as I would suck your cock, I move in and out of mouth fast a few times, before I take the pink glistening with saliva dildo and trace it down my stomach. 

I spread my legs as wide as I can raising my ass high on a pillow I slam the toy deep into my tight pussy, It stretches my lips open wide and I scream out loud, Gasping for breathe I feel I am going to cum quick. I move it fast and deep as if I were fucking you, riding you hard. I arch my back so the toy gets lost deep with in my walls as I am writhing on the bed, my body shaking and sweat beading along my nipples. I bite my lip as I am getting ready to explode, I slam the toy deep and fast one more time and run my thumb over my clit, that is all it takes as I can't contain it any longer. 

I start to cum, climaxing to the point of convulsions, I am screaming out and rocking so hard on the toy my bed is shaking. My juices are pouring out down the toy onto my hand and soaking the bed underneath me. 

I continue to orgasm until there is none left inside me. I slowly ride the toy until I am completely spent and filled with sleep. I pull the toy out from my tight dripping lips drop it next to me and curl up with erotic thoughts of you... 

With a smile on my face I drift off to sleep dreaming of what has yet to come.



The Dream



Thanks to vella_ms for inspiring me to such heights of… er… fancy.

She claims she comes to me in dreams. On line, each morning, she teases. “Remember last night? What we did?”

I never remember, but when I wake my sheets are soaked and crumpled. Yesterday morning, there was whipped cream on them. And the taste of it, and her was in my mouth.

“Tonight,” I decide, “is going to stay in my mind.”

Slipping into bed, I chant to myself, “Remember this time. She’ll be here. Make it a time neither of us will forget.” I harden at the promise of her coming to me yet again.

My eyes snap open. She’s there. I don’t know how, or care, but I can feel the heat of her standing just behind me. The smell of her arousal permeates my nostrils.

I’ve never had a woman come to me before. And that just being here excites her is the icing on the cake. I’m still hard, and harden some more at her presence.

I can sense her eyes running over the sheets as she recalls what I look like, taste like, smell like. A soft moan fills the air as her memories sweep through her body.

A quick roll on my back and I wrap one arm around her waist; the other goes between her legs to grab that lovely ass. I pull her to me, setting her across my lap. Her soft skin is warm against me. She can feel my erection pressing against her back. Her silky tits are squeezed to my chest.

Bending, I lick along the tattoo imprinted on her shoulder, following it lower. She squirms her delight. The centre finger of my right hand strokes her sensitive asshole. In response she wraps her arms around me and shivers.

Pulling her away, I lick around the aureola of her left breast, then lightly sink my canines into the nipple. I know she likes pain, and the sharp sensation throws her head back with a thin gasp. I can feel a small gush of wetness where my forearm rests on her pussy.

I cradle her head with my left hand and draw her lips to mine. My tongue runs deep into her mouth. As my chuckle resonates in her chest, she plays her tongue against mine. Her hands grip my head and pulls as if she never wants to let go. My skin grows warm and slick at her passion.

I break the kiss and grin at her. “Good evening, gorgeous lady. You didn’t think you would catch me by surprise every night, did you?”

She simply smiles back, unworried over who does the taking as long as it happens.

I lift her off me, roll away and place her on her back, at the warm spot where I was lying. “Lie still, beautiful. I’m going to be awhile. If you move, you’ll be too tired to see this through to the end.” I harden my voice. “And I would be unhappy if you couldn’t finish.”

She shivers slightly at my tone of command. Orders turn her on.

I move to her feet and take a big toe in my mouth. Laving it, I apply a hard sucking pressure, then nip it with my teeth. My left hand strokes her stomach, just above her soft hair. My right pets the sole of the foot I’m working on. A gulping “mmm” comes from her and I can feel the muscles of her tummy pulse.

Moving on to her other toes, I repeat the treatment. Her gasps and moans become constant and louder.

Once I’m done with her toes, I move my mouth to the soles of her feet. I grip her ankle and run the edges of my front teeth along the arch of a foot. She hisses in pleasure and tries to pull that foot away from the intense thrill.

I give a light slap to her stomach. “Lie still! This is my night and I want you still.”

“I’m sorry sir,” comes the reply, her voice thin with lust, “but you’re making it so hard.”

“I don’t care for excuses. Do what you’re told.”

“Yes sir.”

I leave her feet and start up her lovely legs. So smooth and firm they are, a swimmer’s legs. My mouth and hands go back and forth, slowly higher and higher. As I close on her cunt, I can smell the hot liquid seeping from her. It’s delightful. If I could make an incense of that odour, I would be a rich man. Then I feel satisfaction knowing it’s just for me.

I quite deliberately bypass those wet, warm lips. She mewls in disappointment. I smile. She has no idea how much longer she’ll have to wait. Soon the waiting will be agony for her. Which will turn her on even more. As I’ve explained, she likes pain.

Once past her pussy, I kiss at the skin over her right hip joint. The skin is so sensitive there. I run the edge of a finger nail across the same spot on the left. I can hear her sob at the exquisite touch. The smell of her intensifies ever so little.

Upwards I go. I swab my tongue across her stomach. I can feel her muscles vibrate under the salt tasting skin. Onwards. I float over the ribs, tracing each one with lips and fingers. She swallows to keep her passion from exploding.

Now I’ve reached her lovely tits. Those firm, glorious, tasty breasts. I lick around the base of them, then sweep up the space between. The bristles from my beard brush her skin and I can hear the tiny sound of the sheets crumpling as she gathers them in her tightly clenched fists. I lick up to the peak of one breast and suck the hard nipple into my mouth. My fingers roll the other one between them. Her mouth opens wide to draw in a long, gasping breath.

I gather both mounds in my hands and press them together. Her nipples are close enough for me to work them both at once. Which I do. A soft bang is heard. She has thrown her legs wide and one has bounced off the wall.

Breaking contact, I grab her legs roughly and drag them back together. “What did I tell you?”

“Oh,” she pants. “Not to move, sir. I couldn’t help myself, sir. You’re so good to me. No one plays with me like you. I lose myself, sir, and I move without knowing.”

I lie down on my side next to her. She turns her head to look at me. I stroke her stomach and lightly kiss those soft lips. “Forgiven, since it’s my fault. So, you like what I do?”

“Oh yes, sir. You toy with me, excite me, make me want. You make me beg. I want you now, sir. I’ve had all the teasing I need. I’m ready for you. Take me now.”

“As that movie line goes, ‘You call that begging?’ I’m just getting started. When I’m done, it won’t be your body or mind begging, it will be your soul. The only thing you’ll want is me, inside you. Sleep, air, water, food; these will no longer be your concern. All you’ll want is me.”

Her eyes widen and glaze at my threat, and promise. Her mouth drops as she realizes this will cost her soul. And she wants it, the final submission.

I roll her on her front. “Remember to lie still,” I order.

I take her arms and put them under the pillow her head rests on. “I’m making sure you don’t rush yourself. Until I tell you, your hands stay where they are.” I see the muscles in her back quiver and her ass cheeks clench. My commands alone are enough to heighten her lust.

I move down to her feet again and repeat my ministrations. Toes are played with, soles stroked, legs petted and kissed. By the time I reach her ass, her skin is awash with sweat.

Taking her cheeks in my hands I squeeze them hard, then push them together to put pressure on her asshole. Pulling them apart, I lower my head and run my tongue around her pucker. With a loud “ah!” she pushes her ass up, trying to propel me into her.

I lift my head and give her bottom a stinging smack, then another to the opposite cheek. A sudden yelp comes from her. “Oh, I’m so sorry sir, so sorry. It was so good, so nice, so sexy. I didn’t mean to.”

“I’m not always this forgiving. Follow orders and I won’t have to do it again.”

“Yes sir.”

Spreading her cheeks again, I place my tongue at her rose and shove it inside. Her lubrication has run here, giving her asshole an extra lovely taste. She trembles at the sensation. A high keen emerges from her throat. I smile inside. I can tell she passing beyond the boundaries of rational thought. “Soon,” I think.

I leave her ass. Lifting my head I tell her, “Use your hands sweetheart. You can play with yourself if you wish. But don’t lose it. You’ll come when I tell you.”

Her arms come out from under the pillow. The left snakes under her torso to fidget with her tits. Her right hand goes to her ass and starts to fondle the spot I’ve been worshipping. Then it pushes between her legs to stroke her soaked cunt.

I move my tongue and hands up her back, tantalizing the nerves there. I’m hurrying a little. I am almost as impatient as she is.

As I reach her shoulders, I can feel her body start to shake. “Take your hands away from your body. You can stop now. You’re about to disobey, and I would rather you didn’t.”

Her groan as she obeys communicates frustration, lust and desire to me. I lean over and give her a loving kiss. She hardly responds, she has such a tight grip on her emotions.

“Such a delightful woman you are,” I tell her. “Passionate, beautiful, horny and obedient. There’s none finer than you.”

“Thank you sir,” she whispers. “I’m glad I please you. You’re the most wonderful man I’ve given myself to. You balance yourself so well against my needs. You inflame them, you stoke my fire, you bring out all of me. I never want to leave.”

“You will. We have our own lives. But tonight is ours.”

I move her on her back. Then I reach down, pull up her left leg and place it in the hand on that side. The same action is performed on the right. With her legs back and apart, her cunt is displayed to my adoring gaze. It’s soaked with her hot fluids, the lips engorged and her clit hard. The slit pulses, opening and closing with the need I’ve fed to her.

Sticking out my tongue, I lick, oh so lightly, up her lips. I can hear her hair swish across the pillow as she rolls her head back. I move back down and then wash the thin strip of skin between her pussy and asshole. My hands stroke her thighs. There is a tattoo on the inside of her left thigh and I trace the outline of it.

A gurgle of pure ecstasy comes from her. The muscles in her thighs are so tense they feel hard as iron.

I stop and look up at her. For several seconds she’s lost in her delirious haze. Finally, she raises her head to look at me.

“You can let yourself go now,” I tell her. And with that I lower my mouth to her clit, suck it between my lips and move my tongue across it.

Her orgasm freezes her in space and time. All I can feel is a light quivering of her legs against my head and the flow of liquid from her pussy. The quivers increase in intensity until her body suddenly lets go. A wail sounds from her and her hips start to pump.

I can feel her climax end and almost instantly another starts. She reaches down and grabs my head, digging fingernails into my scalp. She gives voice to a stream of inarticulate moans, gasps, and cries.

As this come ends, I put a finger into her. I curl it slightly and stroke across the passion spot inside her.

A third eruption washes through her. She wriggles wildly as her nerves fire in random order. Fresh heat runs from her to soak my sheets some more. A string of one syllable words issues from her throat, letting me know how happy she is, “Oh, sir, sir, more, give, good, good, good, more, sir, more, more, shit…”

I take my lips and fingers away from her. Slowly, so very slowly, she stops coming. Her passion is so great, it carries her along even without my help.

Finally she lies still, soaked in sweat, panting and whimpering. Her body twitches as lingering pulses of bliss course through her. Her eyes are closed and her face is suffused with euphoria.

I grit my teeth. There’s nothing more sexy than a woman caught in the after glow. I want to throw myself on her, ride her to the finish. But that would be less than she deserves.

Standing up I ask, “Did you like that?”

She swallows, then works her mouth. But no words come out. She closes it again and concentrates. It seems that language is a stranger to her now, so deep have I taken her into her primeval self.

“It was perfect, sir.” Her sweet voice comes out in an unearthly murmur. “I needed to come so bad. And I came so good. Thank you, sir.”

“No need to thank me yet. That was more foreplay. We’re at the final event now.”

Her eyes open and look at me. Her twitching stops as her craving climbs again.

I lean down and pull her to her knees. I turn her towards me, place my hands under her ass and lift her from the bed. I raise her until her waist is against my chest. She wraps her legs around me, takes my head in her hands and kisses me, hard. I respond the same way. It seems that it is not just our mouths that are joined, but our souls. The lines between us blur as our passion for each other soars.

I lower her slowly and she leaves a slick down my chest. Suddenly she feels my erection at her entrance. Breaking our kiss with a gasp, she stares into my eyes. Hers are blazing with need.

“Oh, sir, sir. I need you in me. I have to have it. I want your cock in me, pounding in me, spreading my lips. Oh God, sir. Don’t deny me any longer. Don’t tease any more. Fuck me sir, fuck me long and hard!”

I lower her a little bit. My prick pushes past her lips with no problem. She’s so wet. And wanting.

She throws her head back, digs her fingers into my shoulders. “Yes! Yes, sir. That’s it. I feel you in me, sir. So good. It makes me whole. More sir, more. Make me complete. Make me yours.”

I lower her the rest of the way. Every millimeter of me is inside. I move my hands to her ass and hold her tight, not allowing her to move her hips. She wraps her arms around my shoulders to keep herself in position. I can feel her ass muscles working try to get her hips to move. I can feel her cunt pulsing around my cock.

Working muscles of my own, I make my prick swell in time to the rhythm of her twat.

She gasps, “Sir, let me move. I need to move. I need to feel you, going back and forth, in and out, feeding yourself to me. I want to move. Oh please, please, sir.”

I put my hands under her legs. Instantly, she starts to pump. Long , swift and hard are her movements. She is riding me, riding me to her joy.

“So good, sir. I love it. A perfect fit. God, it’s good. I’m yours, sir. As long and as hard as you want. Any time you want.”

I’m washing her neck and shoulders with kisses. I run my teeth along her tattoo. This drives her on. She starts to lose her language skills again.

“Good. God. Sir. Fuck. More. Good. Good. Good.”

I wet a finger in the heated liquids running from her. Moving it to her asshole, I stroke lightly around the ring of flesh there.

She leans her torso back and slams her hips down, taking me all the way in. She looks into my eyes. They gaze at somewhere other than here. Her cunt snaps on my prick as she loses herself in her orgasm. I lean over and take a sweaty tit in my mouth. Her head rolls back and a lust filled groan issues from her.

She wilts as her climax ends. She is as limp as a rag doll. Realizing I can’t hold her up any more, I lower us to the bed. Gently I kiss her face, stroke her skin, fondle her ass and legs. The actions goad her back to the world. She opens lust filmed eyes and she smiles at me.

“Thank you sir. You’re so good to me. You always give me what I need.”

I pull out a little, then push back in. Her eyes flutter and she sighs as the passion start to fill her again.

“And you still want, don’t you?” I ask, repeating my movement in her.

“Oh. Oh,” is all she can manage.

“Well? You do want me again, do you not?” I move again, pushing in with more force this time.

“Sir. Yes, sir. Please don’t stop. I said I needed you and I do. I always will. Give it to me, sir. Long and hard. Please!” The last word was spoken with utter desperation. Spoken from her soul.

“I told you that you would beg properly.” And I start to fuck her, thoroughly, completely, finally. My hips slam into her in a mind shattering rhythm. Her legs wrapped around me and she pulled herself into my thrusts. I gather her in my arms feeling her wet, warm skin against my chest; her diamond hard nipples digging into me.

It’s my turn to rant. “God woman. You are so fine. Wonderful. Beautiful. Horny. Hot. Tasty. The best. Anytime. Anywhere. Always.”

My words push her over the edge. She shakes in my arms as she comes. I can feel her lust sluice over my prick. Her muscles squeeze at it. Her fingernails dig at my back and she squeals her happiness in my ear.

I don’t stop. I’m chasing after my own orgasm now. It’s very near. I work my hips harder. My body has been denied too long.

As her orgasm ends, she looks into my eyes. “Close?” she asks.

“Yes,” I gasp back.

She starts to meet my hips again. “Do it! That’s what I want. All of you inside. Do it. Do it. Do it!”

Standing up on my arms, I shoot into her with a bellow. Her eyes open wide at the feeling of my hot semen streaming into her. Then the whites show, her eyes roll back, and she comes as well.

I collapse and grasp her tightly to me. I’m still coming and so is she. We move together as one person, feeling the utter joy of the moment. We ride the wave of exquisite bliss we generate in each other.

After a long time, but too soon, we are able to stop. All we can do is pant, and bask in the feel of each other. Gathering what little strength I have, I kiss her hair, her eyes, her lips.

“Are you happy?” I ask.

Somehow, she snuggles closer. “More than I’ve ever been. You’re the man who knows me best. Knows what I want and need. You’re never anything but unselfish. I always come first. With you, I’ll never be anything but happy.”

I can feel sleep pulling me down. “Will you be here in the morning?”

“No. As you said, we have our own lives.”

The world fades away.

“And this is just a dream,” is the last thing I hear.

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I wake up and I’m alone.

“Damn,” I think, “It was just a dream.”

But the sheets are a mess, rumpled and soaked with fluids, not all of them mine. There are smells besides mine as well.

“Quite a dream then. My imagination is more vivid than I thought. And best of all, I remember. All of it.”

The memory makes me smile. I never thought a dream could be so satisfying.

After breakfast, I go to my computer and start writing. “I don’t want to forget.”

And I know, there will be another dream tonight.

FIN



The Dream



I have never been one for living in a dream world. But I do daydream at times. Sometimes it’s all that got me though the day. 

My favorite escape is to read. I love to read fantasy novels.

One day I was at work reading a book by my favorite author while I was on brake. The book was very good I had a hard time putting it done to go back to work.

“Lisa you’re late. Brake is only fifteen minutes” Jill; my boss was a clock-watcher. She like to make sure you where not one second over your brake. She really got off on saying things as load as possible in front of other workers to make herself look good.

“I know, I know.” I tried to get to my set with out too much of a seen.

Jan the girl that sat next to me leaned in close. “You know she watches you. You should try to keep better tracked of time.”

“I wasn’t even a full minute late.” I gave Jan a funny look. They way every was acting you would think I was all ways late or something. It set the mood for the whole day. 

I was still in a bad mood when I got home from work. So I decided to take a nice hot bubble bath. 

While tub was filling I poured a glass of wine. It being Friday night I new I did not have to get up early for anything the next morning. 

I got my book out of my bag and headed for the bathroom.

I sat the glass of wine and the book in the stand next to my tub and turned off the water. 

Putting in this large garden tub was the best investment I may. 

I stood in front of the mirror and started to get undress. As I took off my top and then my bra I rubbed my DDD boobs. It feels good to get them out of their confines. My nipples got hard fast as I ran my hand over them. I love the feel of them on the palms of my hand.

I slid my paints down and my undies. I gave my bum a quick once over in the mirror. My hips still are 29 inches and my waste is 20. I don’t have a bubble but it’s a little on the flat side I think. But over all I have never had any complaints

I stepped in to the water slow and sunk down in the tub. It felt so warm as the water engulfs my body. 

I sipped my wine. 

I started to read my book. I was at a very sexual part. Where a king was taking his virgin bride. I sat the book bake down on the stand.

Slowly I ran my hand down my body and back up. I squeezed my boobs and started rolling my nipples between one thumb and my first finger. This all ways got my very horny. I ran my right hand down to my pussy and slid a finger in to find my clit. I worked my clit and rolled my nipple.

I was thinking about how good it would be to have a man there with me. How good it would feel it have him slide his cock in me. I could all most feel him pressing himself ageist me. I was so turned on I started to cum. I rubbed my clit faster. Then like and explosion I came hard. I felt my finger on my clit till I stopped twitching. 

I reached over and turned the jets on in the tub. I just laid there letting the bubbles roll over me.

It was like an hour latter I slow emerged from the tub. 

I dried off and slide my nighty on and brushed out my hair. When my hair is wet it looks dark but dry its auburn. 

I picked up my book and glass and headed for bed. On the way I filled my wineglass back up.

I set the glass and book on the nightstand and claimed in to bed. I fluffed the pillows up behind me and started to read. I was feeling sleepy as I had just finished the glass of wine. So I put down my book and shut off the light and was fast asleep in no time.

I started dreaming of kings and knights. 

Then all at once my dream changed. It was all black I couldn’t see any light at all. Then far, far away I could hear singing. It was all most like chanting. I felt myself start falling very slowly. As I fell the singing got louder. I felt myself start falling faster. I was starting to get scared. The faster I fell the dizzier I got. Then I was like I blacked out. 

As I started to wake I couldn’t believe how hot it was. It was very hot and stuffy. I was still very sleepy so I didn’t open my eyes at first. I just lay there and soaked up the heat.

I was trying to remember my dream. It was very odd. Then I felt something funny. My bed didn’t feel right. I slowly open my eyes. It was very bright. I didn’t know where I was or what was going on.

It looked like I was in the desert. I could feel the hot sand. My mouth was very dry. 

Slowly I sat up. I picked up a hand full of sand and let it run out my fingers. “How did I get here, was I dreaming?” I asked myself. 

I stood up and brushed the sand off. I was still in my nighty. I kept think I hope no one comes alone because in this light the thin white lice was see tough. 

I started walking but the hot sand was burning my feet. At this point I would do anything for a glass of water and a pair of shoes.

Far off in the distance I could see some trees. So that is the way I headed. 

As I walked I kept running everything though my head that happen last night. Including my dream. I could not think how I must have gotten here. 

As I got closer to the where the trees where I could see mountains. I hoped there was some people around that could help me figure this out and maybe even help my get back home or wake up.

The sand started getting more substance to it and what looked like dirt and rocks. I thought I seen a blade of grass here and there and up ahead it looked like the grass was filling in.

Then all at once I though I herd something. It sounded like horse and it sounded like they where coming closer. At first I was very happy but then I got thinking what if they where not friendly. I mean I didn’t even know where I was. So I looked for a place to hide. Off to my left there was a good-sized rock with some smaller ones by it. So I ran for them hoping they would be big enough to hide behind. 

As they got closer I peeked out around the rocks. I could see what looked like an army of men on horseback. I was stun to see men in armor and carrying swords and shields. 

I was watching them so close and trying to hear them that I never herd the man come up behind me.

All of a sudden I was grabbed from behind and hoisted to feet quite roughly. 

“Hey over here. Look what I found.” The man was waven over the rest of the troops.

“Let me go. I said let me go you big jackass.” I kicked and hit the man as hard as I could but he paid no attention to me at all. 

“Sir she was spying on us from behind them rocks.” The man pulled me along as he walks to the man in charge.

“I was not spying.” Try as I might I could not pull away from the man’s grip on me.

The man on the horse looked. I could not see he face. Just a glimpse of eyes though the slots in his helmet. 

“Quick you and you take three men and make a sweep of the area.” The man on the horse pointed out two men in his company. 

“King John will want to talk to her. We’ll have to take her to the camp with us. Hand her up here. ” The man who grabbed me picked me up and the man on the horse grabbed me and pulled on the saddle in front of him. “Now you can sit there and behave and come nicely or we can tie you and though you over a pack horse.”

I didn’t say a word. I new it wouldn’t matter what I said. I just though my leg over the horses neck and held on its main. 

As we where riding along I noticed how strong this man was and how big all the men looked. Me at five even was towered by the man who found me and as far as I could tell all these men where very tall and built. 

The man who was behind me on the horse had to be over six foot. As my head only came to his chest. I could feel his muscles move with every step of the horse. The backs of my thighs where tight to his legs and I could feel the cold of his armor ageist me. 

My nighty was up around my hips with one leg on each side of the horse. I had to tuck it between my legs so as not to give everyone a free show. But as it was I know they where looking at me. I mean I know you could see right though my nighty. The thought of this strong well-built man holding on the horse was getting to me. I was sure everyone could see my hard nipples straining and the lace of my nighty. They where bouncing all over with the stride of the horse.

The man that was holding was trying to hide me with his arms, body and shield. I sunk back ageist him as best I could. Even now and then I would catch him looking down at me. I think he was getting off watching my boobs. Went the horse trotted up hill he put his arm across the front of me. I though it was very gallant of him. 

After riding all day we started seeing farms. Then a small village in side a stone wall and in the center there was a large stone castle. 

We rode right though a gate that had a large courtyard behind it. There where stable boys that came out to take care of the horse. Most of the men took care of there own horse. The man holding was giving orders out to everyone and dismissing some. Then he asked a lady who was walk by to let me use her shawl. With the promises to make sure it got back to her. She gave me a funny look and then handed it to him with a yes sir. 

He slid of the back of the horse and the reached up and helped me down. I couldn’t even touch the strops so I had to let him lift me down. 

Now I have been around horse all my life but I have never seen horse so big. They where as big as workhorses with the tone of a riding horse. 

The man wrapped the shawl around me and said to fallow him he handed off his horse to one of the stable boys. 

“Make sure you give him extra grain and a good rub down. I don’t know if I am going to be able to make it back out to night.” He patted the horse on the rump as the stable boy head to the stable s with the horse.

“You must be a good man to care for your horse so.” I gave him the best smile I could at the moment. 

I was very scare about was going to happen and I was hope to win him on to my side. I hope the hours of watching my boobs bounce helped.

He didn’t say a word to me as we walked though the castle. People where greeting him as we passed and looking at me. He kept moving me from his left to the right and back depending on what side the people where on like he was hiding me or something. Maybe it was because the shawl didn’t cove my legs up to mid thigh. 

Then we went up stairs to a large room where there was tapestries covering the walls. And a large fire place. The room was very richly done. With high backed chairs and end tables. There was a hand woven rug on the floor.

“Sir the king John will be with you shortly. He asked that you what here for him with the lady.” I could see his eyes run up and down me then he turned and walked out the room.

I don’t know if it was nerves or night air but I felt chilled. So I walked over to the fire and warmed myself. I could see him watching me out the corner of my eye.

I herd the door open and I did not turn to see who it was. No one seemed to answer me anyways.

“Markus how did the scouting party go?” The mew man in the room had a gruff voice. 

“Sir the woods seem to be clear. As you know Luk found the girl spying at us from behind a rock on the south edge of the forest.” 

“She doesn’t look like a spy to me husband.” There came a very lovely voice.

I turned to see who was in the room with us. I thought if it was a woman maybe things would be ok. Then I saw her. I knew at once that she was the queen. Not because of her cloths but because of how she held herself. She was a very lovely lady who fit her voice. 

“What is your name child?” She held out her hand as she walked to me.

“Lisa.” I said as I held out my hand so she could take it in hers.

“You show respect for the queen.” Markus took a step at me with his hand raised. I fell to the floor on my knees and begged her to forgive me. “I am so very sorry maim but where I am from we don’t have queens and kings anymore and I am not sure how to act I didn’t mean any disrespected.”

“Get off your knees dear. I think Markus has been worked to hard as of late.” The queen pulled me to my feet and took my arm in hers and walked to a chair and asked me to sit down. “Tell me dear. How did you come to be in our land?” She sat in a chair close to me.

The King sat by her and then Markus sat across from me and an older man with gray hair sat by him.

I told my whole story right up till I met them. At first no one said anything. Then the old man stood up and paced and as he pace he asked me things. 

I couldn’t help but think this man looked like a wizard. With the gray long hair and beard and long robes. 

“I believe her. No one could make such a thing up.” He walked over to me. “My dear, they call me Jordon.” He held out his hand to me. “I would like to talk to you more. But I fear its getting late and I am not as young as I us to be. I will talk to you more tomorrow.” 

As Jordon started walking to the door the king got up and talked to him for sometime by the door where I could not hear what was being said.

Then King John walked back to us. “Well I think we can discuss this more in the morning. Come my love.” He helped the queen up.

Markus got up so I did too. 

“Do you need anything dear? I will have someone ready a bath for you and get you something to sleep in.”

“Yes Maim, my I have a glass of water and maybe something to eat?” I was hunger I hadn’t eaten all day.

“Sure Markus I will leave Lisa in your hands I would like her to stay in your home so I know she will be safe. “

“Yes Maim I will see she is safe.”

“Good I will have some see you get dinner bung to you.” She started walking to the door. “Night my dear.” Her and the King head out.

“Oh Markus I will have my page call on you in the morning when we are ready to talk to Lisa more. Not too early though.” They where gone.

“Come with me.” Markus took me by the arm and walked me out though the castle. 

His rooms where in the west wing of the castle. He had three rooms that where very nicely furnished. And a nice fire going in the bedroom and sitting room. 

Shortly after we got their two girls bung in a good-sized tub. They put it in the bedroom and started filling. There was five girls walking in and out carrying buckets of steamy water. When it was ready they left and I walk to the tub and felt how warm it was.

“Well you can get in.” Markus was pulling off his armor and then his boots.

I dropped the shawl on the floor and pulled the nighty off over my head. I looked back at Markus as I slipped into the tub. Markus was just sitting there watching me. I couldn’t help but to smile.

I sank down in the water and dunked my head under. I had to bend my knees way up to do so.

As I bung my head back up out of the water Markus was standing next to the tub. 

“Hear are some soaps for you to use.”  Markus was in what looked like thin cotton boxers that hung to his knees and tied at the waste with a string.

I looked his up and down as I took the soap from him. “Are you going to need the tub too?”

“Yes, so please don’t wait in there to long, as the water will go could.” Then he handed me a rage to wash with.

“Hear can you get my back.” I soaped the rage up and handed it back to him.

“You know you should have a lady in waiting do this for you.”

“Well I don’t have one and I think I would rather you do it. Tell you what you do mine and then I will wash your back, ok?” I gave him a wicked smile.

Markus untied his under garments and stepped in to the tub. I stood so he could sit down. The tub was not big eounge for two. After he sat down I slid in behind him. I know he had to feel my pussy on his back because it slid right down it as I sat down.

I took the rage from him and washed his back. Then ran it down his arms. At the same time he was washing his legs and feet. I quickly washed myself and my. As I washed my pussy Markus stopped moving. I then reached around and washed Markus’s chest and tummy. He held his breath when I ran the rage down. Each time I moved closer and closer to his cock.

Then I felt it he must have liked getting washed because he was very hard. I washed his balls and that is when he stood up.

“Come let us dry off before the food is here.” He stepped out and held his hand out for me. Then he wrapped a sheet around me and then one around himself.

We walked in to the sitting room and the food was already there.

We sat across from each other and eat quietly. 

When we where done Markus held out his hand to me and led me to the bedroom. 

“You can have my bed. I will sleep on the cot in the alcove.” He stood there looking at me.

“You can sleep on the bed with me. I don’t take up that much room.” I was very horny and I was hoping he was too.

I dropped the sheet that was around me and then I walk to the side of the bed. I stood there watching him I could tell he was trying to make up his mind. Then he dropped his sheet and walked to me. 

My god what a cock this man has. It had to be at lest twelve inches long and fat. I was hoping I didn’t bight off more then I could chew. I had not had been with a man in a long time and I had never been with someone so big. He walked to me and put his arms around me. My face comes right to his chest. I had a hard time putting my arms around his neck. Then he bent down and raped his arms around me tight and lifted me off the floor.

“I have not been with a lot of woman in my life. And I have never been a believer in love at first sight. But there is just something about you.”

“I know what you mean I felt it from the first time I seen your eyes.”

The Markus stated kissing my neck and shoulder. I was kissing him back. He slid one hand down to my but and squeezed it. I could feel his cock getting harder and I even felt a drop of precum leak out.

Then Markus sat me on the bed and slid me back so I was in the middle of the bed. Then he got up next to me. He then started kissing my breast and took my nipples in turn in his mouth. I lied back and enjoyed the feeling. 

Having my nipples played with is one of my big turn ons. 

Markus slowly kissed his way down to my pussy. I open my legs for him. Just the feel of his hot breathe on my inner most lips all most made my cum. He started licking and sucking my clit. I was gripping the blankets so tight my knuckles where white. I couldn’t help but wiggle under his touch. He slid one of his fingers in my love hole and wiggled it around. I gripped his finger and grinded my hips into him. It wasn’t long before he had my cumming. I was twitching all over I came so hard.

I reached down and pulled him up next to me. I kissed his face and licked his lips I could taste myself on him. It made me even hotter.

I started kissing my way down his body till I got to his balls. I then ran my tongue around them and sucked on them. I them ran my tongue up the underside of his cock. When I got to the head I I ran my tongue around it and the slowly sucked it in my mouth. I took it in my mouth as far as I could, till my jaw ached. I sucked hard on it as I pull back. When the head was in my mouth I stopped and flicked my tongue over the tip of it and then sucked it in my mouth again.

“You keep doing that and you will be getting a mouth full.”

“Mmmmmm.” that is all I could get out with my mouth so full of cock.

“Don’t worried I can go more than once in a night.”

With that I sucked harder and movie it in and out of my mouth faster. I felt his whole body tense up. His cock got even harder and then I felt it start. I stopped with the head of his cock in my mouth as he came. I was drinking it down as fast as I could. When it stop I ran his cock in and out of my mouth and sucked hard as to milk every last drop out. He was twitching and then he grabbed my head.

“Stop...stop.... You take me breath away.” He pulled my up to face him. “I think I could love you forever.”




The Dream



Cam had been crushin on Dana for quite some time now, and he had every right to; she is an incredibly attractive woman. At a height of about 5'6", no more than 120lbs, she has an excellent body. Her breasts are somewhere in the neighborhood of 34DDD, and she has an ass to DIE for.

One day, Cam was just relaxing on his bed after a day at work, when there was an almost timid knock at his door.

"Hold on, I'll be there in a second!" he called, slowly getting up and venturing out into the living room. When he opened the door, he was shocked to see Dana standing there, looking totally beautiful, just like she always does. She was wearing a very tight, black belly shirt, and a pair of skintight short-shorts. Clutched in her right hand was a small suitcase, which Cam assumed was full of clothing.

"Wow! Dana, you look great!What are you doing here?"he questioned, not trying to hide the fact that was totally checking her out.

"I flew from Hawaii to see you, dork." she smiled, and stepped inside as Cam moved out of her way. As she passed, she looked over her shoulder to see Cam staring at her ass as he closed the door. She decided to tease him a bit by dropping her suitcause, and bending over at the hips slowly to pick it up.

"Shit! Clumsy me..." she giggled, and continued on into Cams bedroom.

"I was just about to watch a movie, do you care to join me?" Cam asked, watching her lay down on his kind sized bed and get comfortable.

"Ooh, sounds like fun."she replied, flashing her cute smile.

Cam popped in the movie and took his place next to her on the bed. As the movie started, Dana moved closer to him, resting a hand on his chest, and sliding one of her silky legs over one of his. Acting on instinct, Cam slipped an arm around her, and held her close.

Not very long into the movie, Dana slowly slid her hand down Cam's chest, and found that he had a very large bulge in the front of his Dickies. She gasped, and then began to feel it, or massage it, you could say. Cam responded by first pressing his thigh firmly between her legs and then slowly rubbing up and down along her denim-clad pussy.

By the time the movie was over, they were both extremly horny, and the usually timid Cam pulled Dana ontop of him, and kissed her passionately, their lips parting in almost perfect unison, freeing their tongues to entangle between their lips. Cam felt very confident now, and slid his hands onto her ass and each grabbed a perfect handful, and refused to release as they kissed.

Dana broke the kiss to sit up, and slip her fingers beneath the hemn of her shirt, and peel it off, and discard it. Cam's eyes widened at the sight: she was wearing no bra! But, before he could even think to start rubbing her gorgeous breasts, she stood up, and then lifted a leg, so she was on one side of him. She looked down, and then watched his eyes follow her hands to the button of her shorts, which she undid almost instantaneously, and unzipped her zipper, and slid out of her shorts, and what appeared to be a red, lacy g-string. Cam let out a gasp of approvement at the sight of her totally shaved pussy, and he decided that she was totally flawless.

"You like?" She asked, stepping one foot back over him, and bending down to unbutton and unzip his pants.

"Oh, d-definately." he said excitedly, lifting his hips off the bed so she could pull his pants down his thighs, and off his ankles, dropping them off the side of the bed(Thank god Cam started going commando recently..).

When her eyes traveled back to his crotch, she gasped, and then moaned, sitting down on his thighs and taking his huge cock into her small hand. As she began to slowly rub him up and down, he seized the moment, so to speak, and began to rub her breasts, twisting her nipples lightly.

"Ohh god, I need you in me."she cried out. And without a word, Cam grabbed her hips and lifted her gently to hover over his dick, before he slowly let her down, allowing her to guide his massive cock to her cunt.

She lowered herself onto him very slowly, driving him wild until she had his dick completely engulfed inside her.

"God, I feel soooo full.." she said softly, working her hips around slowly. Then she leaned forward and put her hands on his chest, using his position to her advantage to start a steady rhythm, riding his cock.

"Mmm, you're so fucking tight Dana. This feels fucking incredible." Cam moaned out, his hands on Dana's hips, forcing her down harder and harder onto his throbbing dick.

After about 10 minutes of this, Dana got off him suddenly, and got on her hands and knees facing away from him. "Fuck me doggy style, babe!" she commanded. Cam complied without hesitation, crawling on his knees, dick in hand until his cock head was nestled between her pussy lips. He grabbed her hips, and pulled her back onto his cock, causing her to moan loudly. He started thrusting into her, at a pace considerably faster and rougher than hers, grinding into her ass as he thrust home.

`A long while after this started, her moans suddenly began to intensify immensely, and rapidly turned to screams of ecstacy as her orgasm him, causing her pussy to spasm and tighten around Cam's cock.

"Ugh, fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Cam blurted out, slamming deep into Dana's pussy, bringing her to another orgasm just as her first was subsiding, and then he unloaded what seemed like an endless amount of his juices into her.

Several minutes later, Dana had rolled over, and collapsed, and Cam's cock had grown soft. To put the finishing touch on the whole encounter, Cam laid down and burried his face in Dana's crotch, licking and sucking her pink pussy lips, paying special attention to her swollen clit. He sucked it into his mouth and received approving moans from the exhausted Dana. Cam brought Dana to another earth-shattering orgasm this way. Crawling up her body, and whiping his mouth on the back of his hand, he came level with her face and kissed her softly.

"I hope we have fun like this alot more during your stay" He said with a smile, admiring her beauty.

"You bet your sweet ass we will" is all she could say before she fell asleep.

******

Cam awoke suddenly, looking around sleepily.

"God DAMNIT! It was all just a fucking dream.."He said angrily, rolling over onto his side, closing his eyes and falling back to sleep slowly....

....but then there was a knock at the door, it was almost timid. Cam sat up suddenly... 



The Dream



She came to me in the middle of the night. It had been years since I had seen her. We had worked together at a job I had years ago. I had wanted her from the first time I saw her. We had become friends but there was no way that I would let myself get physically involved. I was married and she was single and we moved in different worlds other than work. We got along well and she knew that I wanted her. We would flirt and have a good time but we both knew it would never go anywhere and that flirting was all there was to be between us.

I have dreamed about her over the years. Even sat back and developed and enjoyed a fantasy on occasion. Back when we worked together we had even shared some of these as flirting. As the years went by I was certain that I would never see her again much less have her.

Traveling for work causes me to spend many hours alone after work away from home. In order to stay out of trouble I have developed a habit of enjoying my time alone. Not being afraid to eat or go to movies alone. Staying away from bars and strip joints that some of my co-workers enjoyed, etc. This night I planned on dinner and a movie. I was eating a light dinner when I noticed just a glimpse of a girl that looked familiar. My mind jumped back to her. I jumped up and went to look in the parking lot where I thought I saw her but there was no one there.

I finished dinner and then went to the movie theater. I bought a ticket and went in side and stopped to get a drink and some popcorn. As I turned from the counter, I thought I saw her again. Headed into the bathroom. I waited about 10 minutes to see if she came out but no one I recognized did. I asked a girl to tell me if someone was in the bathroom and she told me it was empty. At this point I am figuring that I am just road weary and tired.

I went to the movie. It was pretty good and I had just about forgotten my brain playing tricks on me. As I was driving out of the parking lot I saw her again. I quickly turned the car around and drove to where I saw her. No one. I was then convinced that I was very, very tired and I headed to the hotel to go to bed and be ready for travel the next day.

I managed to make it to the hotel and into my room without seeing her again, or thinking I saw her. I got ready for bed and lay down and cut the light out. I stretched out on my back and reminisced about her and enjoyed some old memories from the time I knew her. Slowly I drifted off to sleep.

I am walking through a park. There are trees, a pond with a fountain, pasture and walking trails. It is late afternoon in the fall. The air is crisp but not cold. The leaves are turning and there is a nice breeze blowing the already fallen leaves across the path that I am on. As I am looking around and walking I see someone coming toward me on the path. It is her. She is smiling and walking to me. We come together in a friendly embrace of old friends and share a light kiss on the cheek. We walk and talk to catch up with each other. Where have we been, what have we been doing, etc.

Our conversation slowly becomes more intimate as time goes by. The setting sun seems to just hang in the sky not moving. We have been talking for hours but the scene has not changed. It is then that I become aware that this is a dream and that I am asleep in my hotel room. I don't want to wake up but I can't help it. It happens to all of us. We wake just a little and come out of the fog of a dream. Often we want it back but rarely does it work. I become aware of the bed, the room, the AC running and the light from the bathroom that it is my habit when I travel to leave on.

I am almost heart broken from waking and losing the dream. As I lay there I can still feel the path under my feet, feel the breeze and smell the air from the park. I can even hear her voice as she talks to me. I roll over and determine that I am going back to sleep to continue this dream. It is rare that I can do this but this dream was worth searching for. I slowly drifted back off to sleep.

I am in the park walking with her again. Our conversation continues to get more intimate. We move closer as we talk so others will not hear. As we talk we both reach out and hold hands as we walk. Soon we are arm in arm and we both recognize that we are going to love each other this day. She looks up to me and we stop on the path and turn toward each other. I reach for her face and take it gently between my hands and hold it. She reaches up around my neck and pulls me down toward her.

Our lips meet in a tentative kiss, almost as if we don't want to do it for fear of exploding. We have both wanted this but never dared dream that we could have it. Out touch becomes more overpowering. The kiss is not tentative any longer. She pulls me closer and her mouth opens and invites me in. Out tongues touch and the thrill is electric. It is almost like a static shock on a cold winter day. Our bodies move together as we kiss. This seems to go on forever but could only have been a minute.

We reluctantly move apart and look at each other. No words pass our lips but we know it is going to happen today, finally. Now! Holding hands we turn from the path and walk into the trees. We are looking for a private place. We walk a short distance and push through a low hedge. On the other side we break out into a small clearing. It seems like a room in the woods. As we stand surprised by it, we see a hammock strung between two trees near the middle of the space. This is just too much – but then it is a dream...

We move to the hammock. Then suddenly I am aware of my hotel room momentarily. As if I am going to wake up again. It seems like a light comes on or a door opens – something. I am determined not to lose this dream and I go back to it. Success, I am back in the hammock with her. We are kissing and embracing. Trying anything to slow down. Our bodies are pushing hard against each other. All the passion of years of flirting is breaking free and over powering us.

I stand up next to the hammock and pull her to her feet next to me. I want to undress her slowly. I want to slow the pace down. I am about to lose all control.

The woods and the hammock slowly morph into my hotel room and I am standing with her in front of me and the bed next to us instead of the hammock. It seems real but I now this is just a change of location in a dream. I accept it and sit on the edge of the bed because my knees are too week to stand. I slowly move her into place in front of me. I unbutton her blouse slowly and reveal in the exposed softness of her exposed flesh. As more skin come available I kiss and touch it. As her tummy is exposed I pull her close to me and reach around and unclasp her bra. Pushing her back a little I reach to the front and lift the bra over her breasts and expose them to me. As the come free from the underwear I marvel at the wonderous form of her. She is perfect. Her nipples are hard and sticking out like pencil erasers. Hard and waiting for me. I move my mouth to her nipple and take it in. I lick and suck on it like it is the best candy in the world while massaging the other one. I move her breasts together so that I can take both nipples into my mouth. This is heaven.

I seem to be awake. I have never had a dream this real. I can hear us breathing. I can taste her skin. This can't be a dream but I am asleep....

She pushes me back ad takes a short step away from me. I reach to bring her back but she stops me. She shrugs the bra and blouse off her shoulders and they fall to the floor. She then looks me in the eye as she massages her own tits and pull first one nipple and then the other into her mouth and sucks on them herself – never breaking eye contact with me. She straightens up and reaches down to her pants and unsnaps them and pulls the zipper down. This exposes her pretty, lacy pink panties. As she opens her pants and begins to pull them over her hips she turns and bends over.

As the pants come down her panty covered ass comes into view. She is looking back over her shoulder at me knowing that I have always lover her ass. She is looking back over her shoulder as she slides her pants down to her ankles. She just leaves them gathered there and stands up. Still facing away from me. I cannot get enough of the view of her ass. She reaches into her panties and dips her fingers into her wetness. She pulls her hand out and I can see the slick wetness on her fingers. She brings her fingers to her nose and breathes in deep and then licks it off as if it were candy.

She then bends and pulls her panties down in one quick motion so that they join her pants around her ankles. Her wonderous ass is just inches from my face. I can smell her musk and see it seeping from her pussy and running down her legs. As I lean forward to get to her she suddenly kicks her clothes and shoes from her feet and leans back to me closing the distance so that my mouth is covering her pussy as I have only dreamed of. Her taste and smell are over powering. She is quivering all over as I eat her pussy and nuzzle her asshole.

We fall back on the bed. She quickly puts us into the 69 position. My underwear come off without me knowing how. She takes me into her mouth as I spread her legs and put my mouth back to her muff. She leans up and smiles back at me and says "Give me your first one quick." She pulls me deep into her mouth and pushes a finger that is slick with her wetness deep into my ass. I start to cum almost at once. It builds quickly from my toes and seems to come from deep inside me. I explode in her mouth. She sucks down every drop and wants more. I am thinking that is all I am good for – she has sucked me dry and I am spent. She never lets me out of her mouth. As I start to go soft she just works me over with her tongue and I feel life coming back into me. In just a few minutes I am as hard as ever I have been. I am amazed at this as I continue eating her out. I am inspired to give to her the pleasure that she has given to me.

As I continue licking her clit and slowly sucking it into my mouth and very lightly nibbling on it, I reach around and start playing with her asshole. She pushed back against my finger trying to get it into her ass. I reach into her dripping pussy and moisten my finger. Then I move it back to her asshole and lube everything up. Then I slowly push my finger into her. She becomes still as a statue as I continue eating and slowly inserting my finger into her. As I reach the point that is a far as my finger will go she starts to move. I can feel her orgasm building. I move my finger out of her and back into her and she calls for me to go faster. I take her clit into my mouth and alternately suck and lick it as my finger starts moving faster and faster in and out of her ass. I feel her tense up and her whole body begins to flow into her orgasm. She cums like I have never seen a woman cum. Her pussy explodes onto my face and she nearly smothers me. This whole time she is taking my dick all the way into her and she begins moaning and the feeling on me is out of this world.

She doesn't seem finished with her orgasm when suddenly she comes up off my dick and raises up over me. Pushing back completely onto my back she positions her dripping pussy over my dick that is sticking straight up straining to get in. She looks me in the eye and tells me to lay completely still, that she is in charge. I can only agree. Slowly she lowers her self down so that my dick is just barely touching the entrance to heaven. So slowly she lowers herself onto me that it seems to not be happening. Her silken moistness slowly envelopes me. She continues down so that her heat and tightness begin to completely overtake me. All I can feel or think about is her pussy slowly surrounding me. Finally, she is all the way down, and she begins to grind her pussy into me. Then she stops and begins to move up off of me and I almost want to cry. I reach for her and she says "Not yet!" She takes my hands in hers and holds me back. She continues up until I am almost out of her.

She pauses at the top and opens her eyes and looks at me. I can see the desire in her and mine is plain to see. She allows me to place my hands on her hips and as soon as I have hold she drives down on me. Completely engulfing me and sending me to paradise again. Even deeper than before, if possible. She yells "Now!" and we begin to move into each other like animals. Our timing somehow becomes perfect. We are moving in unison. She is alternately massaging her breasts and playing with her clit. I am holding onto her for dear life. I don't want anything to happen that will take me from her hot, velvet pussy. She pulls a tit to her mouth with one hand and begins massaging her clit with the other. I am holding back for all I am worth. It is more that I can stand but I want this to happen together. I can see that she is close and she knows that mine is just a moment away. 

She leans down and puts her tits in my face for me to suck. I do with all my heart. As I do I feel her orgasm begin. It encompasses her whole body. I feel more juice coming from her and draining over my balls. As she reaches the apex I feel my own start. It begins at my feet and hands and works its way to my loins. I feel the heat of it center on my dick and balls and then I am exploding into her. She continues cumming so that I can't tell if it is one long one or more than one. We cum together in a wild tangle of heat, juice and passion. It seems to last forever and for only a moment – all at the same time as we are looking into each others eyes.

We collapse in our tangle – her head somehow landing on my chest and me still inside her. She looks up at me and we kiss deeply and with passion and tenderness all mysteriously balanced. We both know that there is no need for words and that there is no more energy for more right now. We melt into each other and sleep.

Slowly I wake up. I become aware of the bed under me. I remember my dream and smile as I lay there not wanting to wake completely as dreams fade with wakefulness. I lay with my eyes closed, ignoring the world, as I soak in the memory of the dream. In spite of my efforts I continue to wake up. I become aware that I am not under the covers as I was when I went to sleep. I am tangled up a bit in them. I smile bigger at that knowing that my dream turned into a wet dream it was so real. Then I notice that I don't have my underwear on as when I lay down.

Then I notice the smell. I can smell sex in the room. Not just my sex but the musk of a woman. The musk I still remember from my dream. I open my eyes and see that it is quite late in the morning. Glad that I only had a noon plane to catch I realize that I better get moving. I sit up and see that the bed is a real tangle of sheets and blankets. I am naked on top. I just shake my head in wonder at such a dream. It seems real but I know that I went to dinner and a movie alone last night and came back to the hotel alone and went to bed – all alone. No way was she here! I have not even seen her in years.

Finally, I stand to get the day started with a much needed pee and a shower. As I do a pair of pink lacy panties falls to the floor from under me. As I reach for them I look for more evidence of her. No more clothes, no one in the bathroom and the hotel door is closed and locked.

I fall sitting back on the bed in utter confusion. I can smell her on the bed. I hold the panties up to my face and they are wet with her musk. I smell her on my face and hands. I look at the panties and shake my head not knowing what to think.

It had to have been a dream – didn't it?



The Dream



Dear Readers, I hope you enjoy this story which came to my mind shortly after coupling with my wife which somehow made me wish she would have taken me instead of the other way round. Well, and then my fantasy ran a little bit wild. 

The Dream

By Greta

Waking up with a sweat, I saw my wife of 10 years laying at my side. Still sleeping. Whow! What a dream I just had. Why couldn't this have been the reality? I mean Andrea knew before we married that I loved to dress up and I asked her to feminise me, but she never wanted to. Oh, before I forget, I should tell you my dream.

We were in our Hotel suite, me wearing my tuxedo and she wore her white bridegown, a vision of beauty. We had just come back from our wedding party. We ran to the bed and threw ourselfs on top, wrestling briefly before she ended up sitting on my chest almost blinding me with her satin and lace. I looked up at her and wondered why she had chosen me. I had asked myself this question already many times.

She was several years younger than me, long jetblack hair with incredible blue eyes, what a rare combination, and she was even a few inches taller than me. A year ago she said she had gone through a nasty divorce and now she was looking for a safe haven.

This was really the only thing I could give her. Just a few months ago my photograph had gone through the papers when I won a huge Jackpot with many millions in the Lottery. Otherwise I wasn't much of a man to look at. Neither tall nor muscular I couldn't impress any woman, and she was certainly way out of my league.

We met while walking on the beach. She had dropped a key and I was the first to see. I picked the key, ran after her and she in return had invited me to a coke. We simply hit it off and in no time I had told her my life story. From then on we met every day. This was two months ago. Now we were married. Whow!

I was so infatuated with her that I had already signed over several millions to her under the condition she'd stay with me at least for five years. Her voice woke me out of my daydream.

"Honey do you like to try something kinky?" I looked up at her surprised. 

I mean in those two months she had never allowed me to come close to her, but somehow this made her even more attractive to me. She had told me she wanted us to start like babys in our marriage, from zero. I nodded my head. 

"Yes, of course dear, anything you like, I am game." 

She smiled at me and slipped off the bed. She quickly undid her gown and led it slide to the ground. I gasped, underneath she was wearing a white satin corset which gave her breathtaking curves, her equally white silk stockings were adorned with little red roses at the top.

Still this didn't make me gasp, it was the fact she didn't wear any underwear and I saw her completely bald pussy. 

"Oh my god, you were without underwear during the whole ceremony?" 

She smiled at me, nodded and grabbed a bag. From there she took a pink babydoll and matching crotchless panties. 

"Gary I got this for your at Fredericks. Isn't it beautiful?"

I broke out in laughter, but then saw her face. She was serious, I stopped. 

"I want you to wear this outfit because I know you'll look cute in it. It makes me hot just to think about it, but first I want you to get as smooth as I am. Like I said I want us start out like babies, from zero."

I shook my head. 

"Get real dear. This is for women and I am a man. I can't wear this."

She had that look on her face, and I knew she wasn't kidding. My wife was a strong willed person and she always got what she wanted. 

"Well, we can do this the easy way or the hard way, but you'll wear this for me because I want to see how cute you look in a babydoll. Do me the favour and wear it for me, ok?" 

I still couldn't believe she wanted me to wear a babydoll, but what harm could it be? We were on our own in our wedding suite. So I got up and started to undress. 

"Thank you honey, I know you'll look cute. I can't wait anymore."

As soon as I was undressed she took me to the bathroom where she rubbed me with a lotion, except for my crotch area. After a few minutes it started to tingle and then to burn. Finally when I hardly could stand it anymore she let me go under the shower. I knew what wouild happen and soon I had a smooth body like a girls.

Then she told me to sit on a chair and open my legs wide. She started to trim my pubic hair and then put shaving cream around my crotch and slowly shaved my hair away. She looked at me.

"Hmm, shall I shave you bald like me or should I leave some hair?" 

I smiled at her. 

"Oh, I think it would be nice if I had some hair left." 

She nodded. "As you wish."

With a happy smile she finished. "Get up and look at it in the mirror."

When I looked I turned beetred. She had left some hair, right, but it was shaped like a heart.

"That looks so darling, don't you agree honey." 

I looked at her. "How could you do that to me? I never can go to the gym anymore like that."

"Don't you worry. You still can workout with me at home. I have some great jazzercise dvds and and I'll give you one of my leotards so you won't look out of the place." 

Before I could think of an answer she dragged me back to the bedroom and immediately started to dress me with the babydoll. 

The material created a special sensation on my newly smooth skin. My nipples stood up immediately and poked through the flimsy material. This was not my only reaction. She looked down at my crotch where my cock had grown to a size I hardly had seen it before, a full four inches. 

"Hmm, I see you like it. Your little princess woke up. Lets see if she likes her crotchless panties too."

I gasped at her words, what princess? "I don't have a princess, I have a cock", I said.

She simply looked at me, smiled as if she hadn't heard me and drew the pink panties over my legs. "Let's enfold your princess in satin, you love it I can see."

My cock got lost in the folds of the material and practically disappeared, only the head was poking through the opening. She lightly touched the head which sent electric waves through my body and she cried out: "Isn't this the cutest sight! Oh, I have just the finishing touch for your princess."

With that she took a pink ribbon and quickly made a big bow around my cockhead. 

"There we go, don't you agree this is a cute and feminine Princess now?"

I blushed once again, standing there in my pink babydoll with matching crotchless panties, my cock slightly protruding now wrapped up like a pink parcel. I had to admit this didn't look manly at all. "Oh wait honey, there is still something missing."

Once again she turned and held out pink stockings to me which soon ended up adorning my long smooth legs. Then she got a shoebox and took out some 3 inch pink slippers and put them on my willing feet. 

"Oh my god, let me look at you. Yes, excactly as I thought. Sooo cute. When you look like that I can't call you Gary anymore. Hmm, let me see, yes, that's it. Greta is a great name for you. Sit down on the bed and turn your head Greta." 

She started to brush my longish hair backwards and took out a pink scrunchie to tie my hair in a high ponytail. Then she applied some pink lipstick, pink blusher and mascara. "Now you are ready. Walk for me Greta and put a little wiggle into it. Then I'll ravish you my pink princess." 

I don't know what came over me when she dressed and made me up. It was like entering a different state of mind. As if in trance I did as she told me and only after a few steps I came. I almost doubled over from the intense pleasure. She screamed at me. 

"You dirty slut. What did you do? I just wanted to have some fun and you just cum while wiggling your pink butt to me. How do you think you are going to satisfy me now."

I stood there sheepishly, redfaced, head bowed. Totally ashamed I whispered. 

"I am sorry dear. I am sorry, I simply couldn't help myself. It just happened." 

She got even angrier. "What? It simply happened? Can't you control yourself just a little? I think I have to take over. First you clean this mess and then you come here to the bed and lay on your back. Do it now!"

I wanted to run to the bathroom, in order to take a washcloth but she stopped me in my tracks. 

"Oh no, if you behave like a slut you clean it like a slut. Lick it with your tongue. Now!" 

I couldn't believe what I heard but her menacing tone and my bad behaviour made my legs tremble. 

I looked pleadingly at her but she simply stood there with a very stern face. I bowed my head, sank to the ground in slow motion, bend over even slower and looked at the glistening white puddle for a moment.

She obviously sensed I wanted to balk and quickly stepped to my side. With one move she grabbed my ponytail and pushed my face right into the mess. 

"Do it now you slut." 

I tentatively opened my mouth and stuck my tongue into the cum, feeling for the first time its texture. It was thick but surprisingly not badly tasting. I couldn't believe it, my cum tasted sweet. I've heard from talknig with the guys their cum was salty, but mine was definetely sweet like candy. After the first hesistant lick I lapped like a dog at my cum puddle until the ground was shining. 

"Greta, you are a real slut"; I heard her saying. "You must have liked it the way you were licking and slurping." 

Then she pulled me up and we walked to the bed and I lay down. My wife simply climbed on top of me and positioned herself right over my face. 

"Lick me good, and try to make me forget why you angered me before." 

Then she lowered herself on my mouth and I started to lick her, but she soon took over and started to hump my face riding herself into a frenzy. Her clit bumped continuosly against my nose.

"Oh yes, oh princess, oh yesssss, I'm cummmminng", she cried out and came in a torrent. Her juices washed over my face. "Swallow it all you slut" she screamed so loud half of the Hotel must have heard. "Oh that was a good one for the beginning. Hmmm, and now I want to consumate our marriage my princess." I smiled at her when she got up and rummaged through the nightstand. I thought I was going to fuck her now.

With a cat like smile she held pink faux fur cuffs in her hands. 

"Honey, do you like to try something kinky?"

I hesitated for a moment, remembering what had happened after I had agreed to try getting kinky before, looking down at me watching the result of that kink. Hmmm, it couldn't get worse, couldn't it? I looked back at her and nodded at her. 

"Thanks soo much my little pink princess, you won't regret it." 

She took my hands and cuffed them to the bedposts, then she raised my legs over her shoulders, pushed them further back so I was practically doubled over and immobilised me completely with another pair of pink faux fur ankle cuffs.

"Comfy honey?" She smiled down at me.

I moaned slightly and shook my head. "Not really, it hurts so much that I want to cry out." 

She stroked my face with one hand and my pantyclad butt with the other. "Oh we can't have that, can't we princess? You crying out. I just have the solution. Close your eyes honey." 

I did and felt her getting up from the bed, rummaging once again in the night stand. "Open your mouth princess and I promise you won't cry out at all, once I will give you this penisgag." 

My brain didn't work as quick as she acted. When she had told me to open I simply did and while talking she shoved this thing into my mouth. I frantically tried to close my mouth, push it out but to no avail she had the upper hand and soon the device was deeply lodged into my mouth. 

"Isn't this really kinky? Oh, I want to see you sucking on it princess. Yes, do it for me. That looks sooo cute. You should see your cheeks, hmm delicious my princess. Now for the consumation part sweety. Since you are in a too akward position to penetrate me, we will simply have a little role reversal where I penetrate you instead which will then makes us truly husband and wife." 

I frantically shook my head and tried to tell her to uncuff me and let me go, but nothing more than "hmmmmpfhhhhmmpf" was heard around the gag in my mouth. 

"Honey I can't understand you, so I will just proceed with my plans."

She laughed outloud and once again turned around towards the dreadful nightstand. Jeez, what else was in there? I saw her wrapping something around her crotch, pulling it tight, then grabbing again something from the nightstand and finally she turned around.

If I wouldn't have been gagged I`d have cried out loud. "Hmmmmmmmmmpffffffff." I looked at her with terrified eyes and shaking head. 

"Oh, you seem to love what I have here." She shook the huge strapon cock menacingly. "Honey, specially for you I got simply the best cock on the market. It's a Stryker, 10 inches long. It maybe a little bit big for your cute butt but I'll lube you up well and be as gentle as possible. I want you to enjoy becoming my wife, and I believe soon you'll crave Stryker and be begging me to take your little pussy all the time." 

Laughing loud she hopped on the bed, her huge Stryker bobbing up and down. I simply laid there, immobile, vulnerable. Totally unable to stop any of her actions. She opened up a tube of ky jelly, pushed the nozzle into my rear end and squeezed a good amount of it inside. I felt the cool jelly enter me and then she spread more around my opening and all around the huge head of Stryker.

With one finger she slowly rubbed the Jelly into my boypussy. In and out it went. I let out little moans. 

"Hmm, you seem to like that. Yes, I knew you had a natural tendency to become a wife. I saw that immediately when we met. Exactly what I needed." 

Meanwhile she added a second and third finger. Her first slow movement heated up and she started to fingerfuck me. My moans turned into squeals. 

"Yes, you love it to be fucked, I knew it, you are a natural, you just had to be put into a situation where you couldn't escape anymore. Let me hear those squeals with a higher pitch, with a girlish pitch and I promise you to fuck you so well you don't want to be anything but my little pink princess."

I had never expected her to be so assertive, she always seemed to be the nice next door girl. Now with the wedding band on her fingers it rather looked like Pandoras box was opened. Despite my fear and doubts I got carried away from the heat and my lust and squealed as loud and as high as I could. And then I felt Stryker, her fingers still deeply buried in my boypussy but Stryker rubbing around, reminding he soon would take over as soon as those fingers would retreat. My heart raced, how would it be, impaled on such a giant cock? Would I squeal just because of its sheer size, or because of my lust? 

And she slowly withdrew the fingers while Stryker pushed forward, inwardly I felt like this was a relay. The three fingers had paved out the way and Stryker was going for Gold now. My boypussy didn't have a chance to close, my clever wife had timed the moment very well. As soon as her fingers left my nether hole was stretched out by the magnificent Stryker. 

"Mmmmpffffhhhhh", I screamed into the gag when Stryker slowly invaded his new territory.

I thought my eyes were going to pop. My wife kept slowly and steadily pushing. There was no doubt about it she wouldn't stop any moment earlier than her skin touching mine. 

"Oh yesss", she screamed out. "What a rush. You are my wife now. Oh my god, yessss." 

She wrapped her arms around my bound form and pushed the final inch of Stryker into me. 

"Yes, now you are completely plugged at both ends." 

To my surprise she didn't start to fuck me in earnest. In fact after she had pushed Stryker home several she stopped, and unwrapped the attachment of Stryker from her body leaving me impaled and totally helpless. 

Still wondering why she didn't consumate our wedding there was a knock on the door. 

"Thanks God, finally, Rod must be here. I am so hot and bothered."

She got up from the bed and rushed to the door. With all my might I tried to look up who it was and recognised one of her former friends who had attended the ceremony. I saw them kissing, his tongue entered her willing mouth, he took her in his arms and swept her off her feet and carried her with ease to the bed.

He looked at me for a moment, still carrying Andrea, then he winked at me and started to laugh. 

"Oh Andrea, I never thought you'd pull this one off." 

He kissed her deeply once again and dropped her onto the bed at my side. She laughed too. 

"I hope you don't get disturbed by my wife lying at our side when we consumate the wedding. I mean I really need a good fuck, and I need it now."

He smiled at her. "Excuse me, did I ever give you a bad fuck sweetheart?" 

She pulled at his tie, kissed him hard. 

"No honey, never. I really can't complain and I am very sorry I can't marry you but you'd never make a good wife and that would run us always into trouble. Above all you don't have the millions to support me. This is certainly the best solution. You'll be my life-in lover while he'll be my little wife and chamber maid." 

They both laughed and undressed each other. I tried in vain to get out of my bonds but a hard smack on my butt from her young lover brought me back to reality. 

"Don't move. Just stay still. I don't want to hear anything from you bitch, or I smack your ass so hard you won't be able to walk for days. Do you understand?" 

Redfaced with embarrassment I nodded my head. 

"Good bitch, very intelligent decision, saves you a lot of trouble. Now let me get in the mood for my wedding night." 

She purred. "Let me get you onto the right mood honey." 

With that she dropped in front of him, undid his briefs and sucked his semi hard cock right into her eager mouth. 

"Ohhhh, baby, you are hot as always. Yessss, suck me good." 

Without letting up she simply pushed him on the bed where he came to lay at my side. I couldn't help watching her suck. He caught me looking. 

"Haha, bet you'd like her to do just that for you, but I can assure you it will never happen. Ohhh baby, you drive me crazy, oh yessss, suck me soo good." Turning back to me again. "I can assure you you'll be quicker in permament chastity than you can blink with your eyes. I imagine she'd never let you fuck her with that puny thing but I don't want to take chances."

He told her to stop and pulled Andrea up to him. 

"Andrea honey, it's time to make us husband and wife. You are right, this is cerrtainly the best solution." 

He acted like an animal in heat, flipped her over on her stomach, raised her incredible butt and plunged right in with his huge cock. She looked at me while crying out. 

"Yessss Rod, take me hard. Show my wife how a real man fucks. Yessss, ohhhhhhh my God. Yess drive deep into me." 

She was shaking uncontrolably from his strong thrusts, smiling at me with glassy eyes like a bitch in heat, which I had no doubt about she was.

The whole bed seemed to move, me shaking with them. I closed my eyes but she had other ideas. 

"Watch us princess, watch us and look how a real man takes care of his wife." She laughed. "Oh well, you'll never learn how to do that. Watching you being plugged and dressed as my wife I doubt you are not even interested in learning what a man does. Don't worry your pretty head, Stryker will always be there for you."

I watched in a mixture of horror and amazement how Andrea got taken by her lover. With long and hard strokes he worked her whole body. His thick muscles glistening in sweat showed no sign of ever letting up, on the contrary the pace even seemed to increase. And then it happened, she let out a long deep moan first, then shrieked and screamed her passion to the world, or at least to all the guests in the Hotel. Her orgasm triggered his which in return drove her into a frenzy. She seemed to have an out of body experience. 




The Dream



They fell on the bed, closely embracing, moaning, kissing, their tongues entwined, oblivious to me or the world. Only after several minutes they started to come down from their pink cloud. Andrea was first to raise her head, she patted my still Stryker plugged butt. 

"Just wait a little while until I am well recovered, then it's your turn to become a true wife." 



The Dream



You look at the two doors. Each door is decorated the painting of a tree – one painting has a soft willow those branches seem to sway back and forth, like a swing, as if they were pushed by a gentle breeze; the other has a withered tree, dry and leafless, whose dark, thick roots pop out of the ground ominously like tentacles of an octopus. You open your mouth wide, in shock. The tentacles slide against each other, slowly, like cobras in a den, all the while growing even darker and more voluminous. You take a step back, in anticipation of flight. All of a sudden, a tentacle breaks out from the painting, appearing in three-dimensional form, like an ancient Greek sea monster, and wraps itself around you, hurling you up and down, squeezing you, choking you. You struggle, but to no avail, and see yourself drawn closer and closer to the painting, to the sinister, barren tree, whose trunk opens wide, like a shark's mouth, revealing a pair of crimson teeth sharper than daggers. You let out a loud cry, and all fades to black.

****

When you wake up, you find yourself in some sort of a passageway, with white walls lining each side and gothic arches on top. You rub your eyes, adjust your vision, and immediately freeze. No! Those are not white walls, but corpses, thousands and thousands of mummified corpses, draped below the neck with white sacks, each leaning slightly forward, mouth agape and head contorted like a dried grape. You scream. Your scream echoes across the passageway, past hundreds of arches, into the unknown. The ground suddenly shakes up, and everything starts to collapse, as if an earthquake were taking place, and you find yourself falling, deeper and deeper into an abyss.

****

You open your eyes again. A slab of marble, in light green, sits on a stone altar in front of you, engraved with circles, dots, spirals, curvy lines, and shapes of men bowing at the feet of a giant creature, half human and half elephant. A coffin! You walk toward the altar slowly, and, upon reaching the coffin, lift up the lid, revealing a figure dressed, front head to toe, in a suit of tiny jade pieces sown together by bronze nails. You remove the jade mask, and shudder. Beneath the mask lies a skull, slightly cracked, with a few dark strands of hair still remaining on the top, and two rows of deformed, yellowish teeth in the jaw. A small viper pops out from one of the large socket holes. The viper sticks out its fork shaped tongue, makes a distinct hissing sound, opens its mouth, displays its two saber-like fangs, and aims its tiny ruby eyes straight at you. You start to sweat. Suddenly, you feel a push from behind and fall into the coffin, your face kissing the skull. You scream.

****

You find yourself in a Victorian bedroom, which is lit up by the chandelier from above, and adorned, next to the fireplace, with paintings of nude women in various sexual positions. The door opens, and a figure enters. As the figure approaches, one foot over another, and hips swaying, you seize up its features: curled blond tresses, diamond earrings, dark eye lining, scarlet lips, shapely neck, slender arms, bare breasts, red nails, black garters, rosy stockings, and ballet heels. Your heart throbs faster and faster. The figure reaches from behind and pulls out a pistol, aiming it at your head, and before you can protest, fires it. Bang!

****

You stand on a dilapidated watchtower in the mountains. You hear the rapid beating of drums, the blare of horns, the blast of cannons, and the shouts of thousands below the tower. You look below, and tremble. You see thousands of warriors, fitted with pointed helms, covered with brigandine suits, armed with hooked lances and large shields, and mounted on armored horses. Swords clash and blood spills. Hundreds of banners, in various colors and with emblems of different animals, fill the mountainside; millions of fire arrows illuminate the sky and, like firecrackers, explode, producing vast quantities of flame and smoke. You look past the smoke and flame. A lone eagle soars, its wings spread wide, gliding past the mountains, toward the large puffs of rapidly shifting clouds that line the horizon. You smile. You open your arms, spread them wide, and, taking large breaststrokes, lift off, away from the bloodshed, away from the madness, and into the heavens.



The Dream



Ananta has a dream. She dreams of romance. Of sex. Of a tall, handsome man quite her opposite making love to her over and over. 

Alas. Her geekish self cannot manage to obtain a boyfriend. Two graduate degrees and three jobs later she is still single. 

Her loving, teasing best-friend who is incidentally gay and the closest she's ever been to a man, Ungar, thinks Ananta is the dumbest bitch on earth. But he never says it in front of her. Only at the gayest of parties, when they run out of jokes about each other, he starts quite casually and it becomes a long night of discussion: Ananta's non-existent sex-life.

"I bought her a dildo from South Street," he tells his friends, as his latest lover slaps him a big 'NO-NO' and then walks off to the powder room to smarten up. The boys look at him and laugh.

"Is she still? You know? A virgin?" Erich, the Dutch, leans forward and then giggles. He has a new shawl on. Ananta has the same shawl. A mutual gift from Ungar.

"I told her to fuck me so many times. But she's such a prude," he continues, slapping the table.

The boys laugh, though uneasily. 

"Seriously?" Melody the cross-dresser slid her hands up Ungar's hairy arms. "You wanted to fuck her?"

Ungar make a face. "I was joking," he says. The room grows silent at the bad choice of words. Ungar's latest flame returns to the table with Erich. They leave soon after.

It's Thursday in Philly. Boy's night out. Many a times Ungar has invited Ananta to join him and "the gang", but Ananta doesn't feel comfortable in crowds, and she's not all that jumpy about her sexuality around men who look so confident in their minis and heels. Not to mention red lipstick. She's never been able to pull that off.

Her skin is too dark for red lipstick anyway. 

She's Indian. Straight from India. You know...as in East Indian to the 'whites' who think West Indians and Red Indians came before.

It's bad enough she doesn't take care of herself then to get into minis and compete for her femininity with a bunch of thin boys.

"You don't dance at a gay bar like that," one man had reminded her when she attempted to sway her body sensuously to the Makarena. And then he showed her how it was really done. 

She enjoyed it actually. Dancing with her first non-Ungar gay friend. It was good clean fun, too. He never tried to touch her inappropriately, either.

But she didn't do the gay-bar scene unless it was Ungar's birthday or something. That and once in a while, Ungar's 'gals' would invite her to their little luncheons and she would go. Those she liked too. Very posh and laid back. Tea and cucumber sandwiches. No beer. No nonsense. She got along well with Erich. They even went out a few times for things no one else wanted to join her for. Like lingerie shopping. Ungar certainly didn't.

Once a colleague of hers saw her with the 6ft tall blond, long-haired CD and looked positively flushed. 'She associated with members of the rainbow community???' The office grapevine was wrought with rumors. 'Did she come out? Was she seeing a gay man? What? What?'

That Ungar was gay absolutely no one suspected. He was such a handsome boy. So manly. So, definitely sexy to the women who always lined up to talk to him wherever he went. 

And he really never broke their hearts with the truth. Once she knew. 

The man was gay! Gay as gay can be. He slept with men. Sometimes two at a time, though he had a soft corner for Erich, who was more feminine than many women Ananta had seen anyway. What did it matter who he shagged as long as he was happy?

As for her happiness. Something was amiss. Men she met seemed to lack real depth, or emotions -- no tragedies in their lives. No drama. Save the stupid ambition of corporate success and more money. 

Yuck!

"I'm getting a degree in Anthropology," she said to Ungar, the day she found out how to keep herself occupied.

"Another one?" he looks at her in the eye like he's not just looking at her, as though to tease. 

Ananta looked at these eyes that made every woman's legs buckle and every man's too, perhaps. He had the darkest sexiest eyes...

Any other woman would have pinned him to the walls and made love. But she's not a fool. 

She made her eyes into a flirtatious demure squint, and laughed instead. "Why? Are you planning to leave me if I get another one?"

He laughed too. It was an old joke. They argued like a married couple. Which gay man and straight woman didn't?

Sometimes, it gets kind of creepy, though, like when they slow danced and he would put his arms around her waist and bring her close to him, so that he could hear his heart beat.

But she was a rational person. And HE was GAY!

End of conversation...

He had his first gay experience when he was 14. The other boy was older -- 20. So he told her. And then when he was 21 he had met a Swedish sailor and hooked up with him for a year. Traveled the seas. Had more fun. Returned. Married a man twice his age , but separated also. All in a matter of just 35 years of his life. 

She had never questioned anyone's preferences. And nor was she going to start. 'Sufficed to know he was happy. 

Happy to see him have fun. Happy to see him at all.

So. There she was. At Ungar's birthday party. Single. No date. No man worth bringing anyway. Spinsterish Ananta. At 32, going for another degree. Borrowing friends from Ungar the sexy gay boy everyone loved to love. And she. Just the opposite. Lonely.

So, when John from her boring Sociology Methods course asked her out, the next week, she did not say no. She said no only when it came time to go home but John held her hand in the subway station and started to move his fingers up and down them like she was some kind of sitar. Suddenly, she had Ungar's image in her head. And only one thought popped into her head -- how it would be unfaithful to him. 

Were they an item?

At 32 it struck her that she was falling in love with her gay best friend!

He lived two roads down. They usually met for tea. Sometimes, he comes around. Sometimes, she. Only today, he came to see her with flowers. 

"Did you get the job?" she looks at him in surprise. 

"Yes," he walked up, looking a bit tearful. The job was in New York. Perfect for single gay men like him. But not so much for their friendship.

'We all must say good bye sometime,' she thought, the sorry cycle of sadness making her feel like jumping off a cliff.

He gave her a hug that didn't seem to end, and then began to sob. 

"What's wrong?" she tried not to sound too sad, holding back her own. Saying good-bye is hard enough. But now she's doesn't know why.

"I love you," he blurted out.

"What?" she stepped back, shocked he'd say those words in one line. Was it puppy love? Romantic love? Why couldn't she be clear?

"I mean, I fell in love with you," he blurted out again, crying, wondering why she had that look on her face. 

He's so visibly shaken, it worried her to see him this way. Silently, she handed him a box of tissues and he blows his nose.

"Say something," he looked up, looking distraught. 

Ananta was in shock. "I'm not sure what to say," she managed to utter. She, really, did not. Did she love him? Sure. More than words. But what was the nature of it? She admitted it was no just friendship. That she thought of him day and night. Like he would always matter more than any other guy. Though she didn't imagine him to be sexually her type.

What was her feelings towards him? 

She tried to answer him but she didn't know the answer herself.

She walks over to him and gives him a big hug. "I love you too," she said, meaning every word. But when he looks up into her sorrowful eyes, he knows it is not the love he has desired for.

He wants her in flesh. The body he is used to hugging so closely has grown beautiful to him. He can almost taste her sweet perfume that he has picked out for her last birthday. Her lingerie that she will never use for any romantic occasions, he meticulously picked out from Victoria's Secret on Valentine's day, just to make her laugh. But now. Now he wishes to make love to her, or fuck her. Which ever way she'll let him.

But she won't let him. The pain is too strong. He feels wronged. And two weeks later, he's gone.

In Ungar's absence, life has turned a pathetic pale for Ananta as she weighs her prospects. The boy from sociology lacks basic depth. The boy from Wharton she is dating only talks about money and cars. And then there is the medical doctor she met but who treats her like a patient.

All in all, she's longing for a good fuck but no one is offering.

At the gay bar, the boys don't talk to her as much either, now that her connection to the place is gone. 

Sometimes she wonders if they understood his need for her. If they spited her a little, though Erich tells her none of that. Nothing but good things ever comes out of Erich. When they meet for Erich's little luncheons to which she still gets invited, she is really surprised.

"He misses you. He does. He tells me all the time. You were practically like Juno's swans," he says, brushing away the folds on his plaid skirt. 

Ananta tries not to look too shocked, but frowns. HE --Ungar -- hasn't called her since he left. Hasn't returned her calls, either. So much for love. 

Is it really necessary to be so angry with your best friend? And what was she supposed to do? Become a third-leg?

"I want to have a normal family. With two kids and a home and a husband who isn't shagging another person...let alone a man!" she had told him angrily, when he refused to understand that she wanted fairy-tales. Her way...

"Why does it have to be so complicated with you? Why can't you just have sex without the complicated drama?" he pushed her against the wall, nuzzling at her ears like a hungry puppy, but she pushed him back.

"It's not a joke. It's who I am. I don't lecture you about who you are. Why do you lecture me?"

That was that. He hated rejections. He had been rejected once before. By another girl. He was 11. She was 10. Such a tender age. 

"I told you in confidence but you cannot tell the boys," he had said, holding hands on 2nd street, like kids at a parade. And then they watched the 4th of July fireworks. 

"I won't. Promise," she had said, proud to be in his confidence.

How she would miss him on these 4th of Julys... She had never meant to hurt him.

"But you're hurting me now," he said, that last time she saw him, ever. 

She heard from Erich that he was fine. But she didn't know what that meant. 



The Dream



She slowly slides her tongue from between his lips and trails it down his chin, following the line of his throat. Between the wet of her tongue and the kisses she plants as she moves lower, his cock is rock hard! He is starting to awaken… He hears her giggling…that sexy little laugh she has when she is pleased, or being pleased!

She slid back into bed with him…he was fastened to the bed; how he got that way he does not know. Not one to sleep so soundly, though the evening of sex they had was enough to cause anyone to lose consciousness. "You need to let me loose!" He told her. His mind racing, remembering the past, flashbacks from decades ago! He strained at the bindings…too strong for him. "Let me go!" 

But nothing but murmurs of caring and sweet shushes from her lips…He knew it was her. The instant her lips touched his, and her tongue drove into his mouth. It was her scent, her taste. Sweet, like honey. But his mind had the problem…racing, remembering. His body gave him away. His cock kept twitching; she was giggling now…her breath blowing on his nipples. 

"Shhhhh," she whispered to him, "please trust me: as I have trusted you!" "You know I will never hurt you." And her lips wrapped around his nipple. He was trying to relax…difficult at best considering his past…tortured before, not an easy thing to forget! He tried his restraints again…her hand grasped his cock and slowly, rubbed it…Precum leaking out, betraying his arousal! 

"Mmmm," she said, as she licked the fluids from him. Her tongue trailing down his cock and surrounding his sack, sucking first one then the other testicle in. Her hand: slowly stroking him, as she sucked on his balls.

"Unnnghh!" He groaned. Giving away his excitement…temporarily forgetting his predicament…her lips wrapped around him and she drove her mouth over and down…licking and sucking. The feeling tremendous! She was trying to take all of him…but her gag reflexes were fighting her. She wanted more…to taste him; All of him… Finally with a deep breath she pushed her mouth over him, he could feel the head slide deep in her mouth, and then it slid down her throat. He felt her nose against his pubic bone…she had succeeded. 

She had taken all of him; she had been trying and finally did! She backed off and licked the tip, smiling at him, happy with her accomplishment, as he looked down at her. Amazed at this lovely woman…her eyes smiling at him…he could see the trust flowing from them to his.

His cocked lurched up at her as she backed away! Looking for the touch of those sweet lips! She smiled as she backed away…she did not blindfold him, she remembered. That was dangerous…the restraints she placed on him as he rested, were enough. 

She was going to return the pleasure he gave her…She remembered her own excitement, he ravaged her as she was tied up…so much enjoyment…the blindfold on; not knowing what was next…She ducked down for a second and he leaned up to see where she went, smiling she moved back between his legs and engulfed him with her mouth again…he lurched. 

"Ohhhhhh!" Cold…she had placed an ice cube in her mouth…the sensation; so wild. The cold water, her warm mouth, she sucked him harder as she swallowed the water melting in her mouth…he was close…she stopped!

"You will cum when I tell you," she said. "I am going to tease you as you teased me." And then she deposited the ice cube in my navel as she slowly slid herself up my body…her moistness: leaving a trail up my body. Her soft and silky lips, sliding up and down my cock, she was rubbing her clit against me…She was moaning and rubbing harder and harder…I waited a second and as she moved forward I humped up and she slid around me like a glove!

"Unnngghhh!" she moaned…and she started riding me hard and fast…I was close to cumming. She stopped moving and slid off me. "Not yet," she said and she continued moving up my body. Sliding across the melting ice cube she had left in my navel. She slid across the ice, and I saw the shock in her eyes as it brushed her clit. "Mmmm," she moaned as she continued her travels up my body, leaving a trail of cold water and her juices. She moved up and straddled my head, placing her moist flower over my mouth…I began to lick and suck on those wonderfully moist lips…her juices flowing.

She backed away and leaned down and kissed me again…she picked up another ice cube and placed it in her mouth. Leaning over she kisses me and lets the ice slide into my mouth…again she moves up and straddles my head, I take the cube and let it touch her clit as she settles near my face. She jumped a little, trying to get used to the cold on her tender clit…I let it slide back into my mouth as my tongue reaches out and licks her…sucking her lips into my mouth…then I push the ice inside her, and then suck it back. I do this several times as she rides my face, humping against me and moaning and grinding against me…alas the ice soon melts and I drink the juices, hers mixed with the melted ice. 

As I began to probe her with my tongue she started to fuck my face, her body moving faster and faster…I could tell she was getting close, my cock twitched, wishing it could be deep inside her now…she was writhing and moaning now. Her pace quickened and I could tell she was close…her moans were getting louder and she was pressing tighter to my face. She was about to explode, and as she slid against my face I slid my tongue lower and licked her anus…

"Unnngghhh!" She was crashing over the edge, she pinched her nipples and threw her head back as she screamed out! Her juices flowing, dripping down and covering my face, as she slowly slid back down my body and lay beside me. 

She kissed me and then licked her juices from my face, coming back to my lips and both of us tasting her together. Again she kissed her way down my body. Licking at each nipple in passing as she moves her lips lower, my body arching up…seeking release. She wraps her lips around my cock and slowly sucks on it. Smiling at me the whole time. She backs away and then picks up the feather. She slowly moves it up my legs…careful not to touch my cock as she slides it up my thighs. She giggles as my cock throbs and dances against my stomach.

"Somebody looks like he is excited," she says. "Maybe he needs some more attention." And she laughs all the while dragging the feather slowly up my body…teasing my nipples and moving it up towards my head. "I know I cannot blindfold you, but please close your eyes." "Trust me," she said with a smile…so I closed my eyes and listened. I trust her. She was quiet…I could feel movement on the bed. 

Suddenly I felt a hand upon my cock. And I felt her slide herself down onto it. She was facing away from me. The velvety softness…the heat! The tight muscles: gripping and squeezing my cock. The angle her body forced on my cock. So wonderful to have her again mounted on me…she started moving slowly. I was moving up against her. Trying to match her stroke for stroke. I was getting closer…I could feel the tightening of my balls getting ready to explode. Wanting to fill her with my hot cum… 

Suddenly I was ice cold! She had taken a hand, full of ice and cupped it around my balls. The feeling was intense…I thrust up against her…driving deep into her.

I exploded…my hot cum squirting into her with a force I did not know I had. She squealed with delight, feeling it's warmth in her and she forced her body tighter against me as she was grinding herself to another orgasm. I was breathing hard now; trying to recover from the intense orgasm she gave me, and suddenly she pulls up off of me. She slides back placing her moist pussy against my face both of our juices leaking out into my mouth…I devour her, lapping at her moist cave. She has wrapped her lips around my cock and is sucking our juices off of me. We are both savoring our combined juices, smiling as I nip at her clit and she drives her body into my face. She pulls away and turns to face me. Licking my chin and lips, savoring the taste of our juices.

She kisses me and I probe her mouth with my tongue. Tasting our sweet flavor, and driving my tongue as deep as I can…she sucks it and strokes my tongue with hers, we let our tongues dance and we hold a long lingering kiss. She slowly unties my hands and this allows me to wrap her up in a hug, my hands squeezing her flesh…kneading her soft ass as I fondle her tits and slide my hands all over her. "Mmmm," she moaned into my mouth.

"Quick untie my feet." She slides down and slowly licks my cock and sucks it into her mouth, it hardens again and she then kisses the tip, and unties my feet. I sit up and grab her, lifting her up and slowly letting her body slid down. I kiss her body as it passes my lips till my cock is against her opening.

"Mmmm," she moans as I let the tip enter…I hold her there just teasing her. Letting her slowly slide down and then letting her drop down the last few inches. "Oh!" She immediately goes into another orgasm…crashing over the edge and I roll us over so I can thrust deeply into her. Hammering her with my thrusts as she has several small orgasms. Then I slide out and slowly move down her body kissing and sucking on her nipples, biting them and stretching them, as she arches her body up and grabs my head and forces it against her breast tighter…I thrust two fingers into her as she humps against my hand.

"Ohhhh goddddd!" She screams out as wave after wave crashes over her. I slowly slide further down her body, and lick her sweet juices. Softly sucking on her swollen lips. Gently easing her back down. Her breathing returning to normal and then I probe her little rose bud with my tongue and she pushes back against me!

She rolls over and lays face down, raising her self up on her knees. "Fuck my ass," she moans…"Please!" So I use her juices and wet my fingers…sliding them in and out, one first: Letting her get used to the feeling, she is humping hard against my hand as I then add another finger…"MMMM," she moans as her rosebud stretches to accommodate the extra size. It will take at least one more finger to get her close.

"Ohhhhhh," she said as I add yet another finger…she is humping back against my hand. Trying to push further up my fingers…the strain telling on her face. Then I see it. Lying on the end of the bed. She did not try to use it on me, but I found it. I turned on her vibrator and she jumped, then she smiled, as I started to slowly slide it into her pussy, even more juices flowing as she fucks my hand and the vibrator.

Pulling the vibrator out; and at the same time pulling my fingers out, I then pushed the vibrator against her opened anus, and in it popped. She started shaking and humping hard against it. "Unnngggghhhh!" She humped back against it as I continued the slow movement. "Closeee," "Please!" "NOW!" I let my cock slide against her lips to moisten it, and I pulled on the vibrator as her anus tried to capture it and keep it inside…it slid out and she was open for me…I plunged into her with my cock…

"OHHHHHHHH!" as she pushed back even harder…trying to get all of me in. "Myyy Godddd!" She moaned out; as we continued our humping against each other. "I have never felt so full." Finally my balls were slapping against her and I could feel her reaching a hand down and rubbing her clit, and my sack, as I continued to pound into her.

"So tight!" I told her…and we continued our motion as she kept moving against me harder and faster, as she played with her clit. The feeling was so intense. She was clamped around me so tight and the warmth was tremendous.

"Ohhh," she said. "Play with mmmmyyyyyy nipples Pleeasse!" And I reached around her and pinched her nipples as she started to buck and moan and continued to play with her clit. This started me and sent me over the edge. And then the feel of my warm cum jetting into her set her off…she screamed into the pillow, over and over as she was just going wild, crashing over the edge, the electricity flowing through her body, straight to her clit.

We collapsed on the bed together and lay there for a few seconds, regaining our breath. As my breathing returned to normal and I slid out of her I rolled onto my back. What a night! 

Reaching over to hold her I noticed she was not there…where did she go? I opened my eyes and looked around…It was dark, and I was alone…my hand was laying on my cock and I had cum all over it and my stomach…"A Dream?" I said to myself…Oh well it was a wonderful dream, even if I do have to clean the sheets and myself again. 

So I just smiled and remembered as much of the dream as I could, and got up and started taking the sheets off the bed.

The End!



The Dream



I had a dream about you last night, and this what I wrote.

I was standing on the balcony wearing my favorite black nightie with the spaghetti straps. You came up behind me and gently slid the strap off my right shoulder, carefully pushing my hair to the side and over my left shoulder. Your hands slowly fell down the length of my body, your fingers barely touching my sides. Then you kissed me softly in the spot where the strap had been laying across my skin. Slowly and gently you kissed my neck your tongue tracing a deliciously seductive path to my earlobe, as you kissed licked and sucked on it. The wind blew softly sweetly stinging those places you just licked as the moistness evaporated from my hot skin, making the hair stand up on the back of my neck. Your arms were wrapped around my body your left hand resting on my belly and your right hand cupping and carefully squeezing my right breast and nipple.

I closed my eyes and sighed deeply savoring each lick each soft caress. The sound of the waves crashing on the shore and the way the almost full moon shone a path of light directly to our feet, nothing but the black sky twinkling with stars and the ocean to see us. 

You carefully began to trace the bottom of my nightie where it fell across my upper thighs with your fingertips. Slowly you raised it higher as you rubbed my bare skin, lifting it up revealing my round bottom. Gently you lifted my right leg and foot, resting it on the small table next to where I was standing so that my legs were spread ever so slightly apart. I gasped with pleasure. You rubbed your hand gently up and down the length of my upper thigh down and around to my swollen now wet slit. I could feel your hardness pressing up against my bare ass through your shorts, and I wanted it to be inside me. 

I arched my back slightly pushing into your hard throbbing cock as you carefully began to rub my clit. It sent chills through me and my nipples stood erect with the soft breeze blowing across them tickling them even more. I moaned with pleasure as my body began to release the sweet silky wetness from between my legs. Slowly you inserted one finger then two and I began to rock my hips with the motion of your fingers sliding in and out of me slowly carefully bringing me immense pleasure. Faster you stroked me until you could feel the walls of my pussy clamp down on your fingers it began to throb and pulsate as I peaked into orgasm. 

Then you led me inside to the couch and told me to lie down. You knelt down and kissed me deeply passionately. Running you hands down my body to my thighs again and you spread my legs. Softly you began to lick my wet slit tracing the lines of my lips with your tongue carefully flicking it across my clit. Again and again you licked up and down slowly methodically rhythmically bringing me again to an explosion of ecstasy. Like the waves crashing on the shore in the distance it washed over me and I wanted more.

As you stood in front of me I unbuttoned and unzipped your shorts letting them fall to the floor at your feet. I grabbed your hard cock in my right hand and began squeezing it carefully. Gently I stroked your balls and bare ass with my left hand before I began to lick up and down the length of your hardness. Up down and around I licked tracing your throbbing organ with my tongue before taking all of it in my mouth. I felt it touch the back of my throat and I wiggled my mouth down on it even more, and you gasped with pleasure. You stroked and caressed my hair as I sucked back and forth and back and forth up and down in slow rhythmic motion. All the while you watched as it slid in and out of my mouth disappearing into the back of my throat. I could feel it get harder between my lips, I began to massage my clit with my other hand and I sucked and licked until I came again. 

You lifted me up and told me to turn around and lean over the back of the couch and spread my legs. My pussy throbbing and aching from the orgasm I just had. Slowly you entered my slit, only the head at first. I cried out in ecstasy and I arched my back trying to push into you to make it go in deeper but you resisted and continued to torture me. 

In and out barely slowly methodically you thrust into me sending shivers of pleasure all through my body. The sensation slowly building and becoming stronger from deep inside me tickling me, filling me until I couldn't take it anymore. Harder deeper and faster your movements became and I knew I was going to have the most intense orgasm of my life. I felt it stiffen and throb inside me as you reached your peak and suddenly I felt it wash over me. 

We exploded together. Your hot juices released inside of me filling me up and tickling me deep inside my belly. My silky wetness sliding all over you covering you, and when I woke up and opened my eyes I had one hand in my panties and I was breathing heavily covered with sweat. I licked my fingers savoring the memory of the dream I just had.



The Dream



Stepping into the shower, I find my mind returning to our conversation. I long for the touch that you promise.. for the kisses and the caresses. Turning on the water I imagine it's touch as yours... running down my body softly.. tickling me and giving me shivers. My mind wanders.. feeling your touch, your kiss in the water... the heat of your body brushing mine. 

Turning to face the spray, I swear I can feel someone there. Stepping back I open my eyes. You are there! How can this be? You live so very far away and yet here you are! In front of me! Thinking I've lost my mind, I slowly reach out a hand to touch your chest. Oh my god! You really are here! My fingers sliding over your skin... feeling the bumps rising on your flesh as I stroke you. Looking up into your eyes, seeing your smile, I lose my breath! My knees are weak! I can't believe that you are actually here! I start to lose my balance and you reach out to steady me. Your touch invigorates me.. giving me strength. Still not quite believing you are here I step toward you... pressing my body against yours.. hearing you groan as our skin touches. You seem to lose patience then and wrap your hands around my arms.. pulling me tighter against you.. lifting me up on my toes and kissing me hungrily.. devouring my mouth. I wrap my arms around your neck... my fingers diving into your hair.

We can't seem to get enough of each other... our hands and mouths touching everywhere. Finally you hold me tight... just holding me.. our breathing out of control. You tip my head back with your finger, looking into my eyes you say to me, "Baby, I couldn't stay away. I had to be here with you. I'll tell you about that later though. Right now... I have to have you. I need to be buried deep inside of you where I belong!" 

Not letting me comment, you turn me around and press me to the tile. Taking my hands and holding them up over my head you say, " Leave them there! Don't take them down for anything!" Moaning I comply... knowing that you are about to make my world spin out of control.

I can feel your body pressed tightly against mine.. pressing me hard into the tile. Your cock pressed to the crack of my ass... you pull back enough to let me bend at the waist, making sure I leave my hands above my head. You use one foot to nudge my legs further apart, your hands on my hips, guiding the head of your cock to my pussy.. slowly pressing yourself into me... stretching me wide. OMG you are so huge! I knew this from the pictures you had sent me, but the reality of it is more than I had really imagined!

As you slowly fill me, letting my body grow accustomed to you, you reach around and start rubbing my clit, sending waves of heat through my body. I groan with need... pressing my hips back against you.. taking all of you deep inside of me. MMmmmmmmm I've never been so full! 

With one hand on my hip and the other on my shoulder you start slamming into me. Telling me how you're going to fuck me until neither of us can stand. How after we've both recovered you're going to do it again and again... making me yours. With every thrust you tell me how much you want me, how sexy I am, how much you need me and love me. Every word out of your mouth is like a flame to me... burning me with passion and need. Every touch of your body on mine, in mine makes me shake with need. A need I've never known before. It consumes me completely!

Pushing back against you, using my hands to steady myself against the wall, I let you slam into me. Harder and harder... so fast and furious. We both lose control... exploding into an orgasm harder than ever before. I scream as I cum around you.. my pussy pulsing and throbbing around you. I can feel your cock twitching inside of me.. your cum spraying deep inside of me.

You lean down over my back, wrapping your arms around me and caressing my breasts, kissing the back of my neck. Still buried deep inside of my pussy. You slowly stand, pulling me up with you. I wrap my arms around your neck behind me... turning my head for your kiss. Our tongues swirling together. You are still so hard inside of me! I can't believe it and find myself needing you again!

You slide out of me and turn me to face you, lifting me in your arms and stepping out of the shower. Without drying off, you take me to my bedroom and lay me down on the bedspread. You bend down over my feet and start kissing your way up my body. As you reach my pussy you pause and blow softly, sending shivers up my body as your breath hits the beads of water still on my skin. 

Taking your head in my hands, I pull you up to look me in the eyes. I say, "Please baby, I can't take foreplay this time either! I need you inside of me NOW! Please please please! Fuck me hard and NOW!"

Grinning, you lift my legs over your shoulders... and slam your cock deep inside of me in one long hard fast thrust! I scream as I cum immediately! I keep cumming, over and over, harder and harder as you continue to pound deep inside of me. Looking you in the eye, watching your passion grow as you get closer and closer to pouring your seed deep inside of me again.

I reach down and take your balls in my hand... squeezing them tightly as you pound inside of me. I hear you groaning, see your face tensing, feel your balls getting tighter, ready to explode. Knowing the time was close for both of us, I tightened my grip on your balls... sending you over the edge and shouting you shoot your load inside of me, making me explode yet again into a mind blowing orgasm. Screaming as I ride wave after wave of pure ecstasy. Digging my nails into your thighs, pulling you deeper into me.

You collapse against me, biting my neck and making me shiver again. You laugh as I swat you on the ass, and roll over, taking me with you, pulling me on top of you. I rest my chin on my hands.. watching your face as both of us regain control of our breathing and racing hearts. I am still so amazed that you are here, laying in my bed, still buried deep inside of me! You wrap your arms tightly around me, pulling me up your body to bury my head in your neck, pressing me tightly to you. 

Neither of us say a word, just laying there, relaxing and recovering. I drift off to sleep with your arms around me, feeling more content than I have in years.

I awaken to find myself alone and realizing that it was all just an incredibly realistic dream. I cry myself back to sleep, longing to feel your arms around me again.



The Dream



Melinda rolled over in bed and stretched luxuriously. She had silenced the alarm some minutes ago, but Melinda had a rare day off so was enjoying waking up slowly, her body was still tingling from a very enjoyable dream. She reached an exploratory hand into her panties and from their moistness realized just how enjoyable her dreams had been. Her feel of her now wet fingers against her pussy excited her again and she started to rub one gently over her clit as she thought about the dream.

Remembering the sensation of being dream fucked so expertly, she lifted her slim legs in the air and pulled her wet panties off, then arched her back and pulled off her shirt, gasping as the thin material rubbed over her sensitive nipples.

During her dream he had licked, sucked and teased her nipples till she was at the point of ecstasy. So Melinda ran her own fingers teasingly over her breasts and felt shivers of excitement radiating down to her body.

She felt herself getting wetter and felt her tight pussy contract involuntarily, sending another wave of pleasure through her body. She knew she could bring herself expertly to orgasm right now, but she wanted to stretch out the enjoyment at tease herself, as she had been teased in her dreams.

So Melinda gently ran her hands over her naked body, avoiding her desperate pussy and eager nipples for as long as she could, trying to resist the urge to writhe her hips too much and almost failing to stop her tight pussy from contracting to the point of orgasm.

Unable to resist for a moment she let her fingers continue the trail over her smooth belly, passing them gently over her public hair and moaning as they brushed teasingly over her throbbing clit. 

Her pussy was now slick with juice and she quickly slipped her index finger inside. As she felt her cunt quivering deliciously around her finger she longed to have her dream man inside her and began to move her hand rhythmically. Feeling her orgasm swell she began to moan enthusiastically. She raised her knees and thrust her hips forwards, wanting something bigger inside her.

Remembering how insistent her dream man had been about prolonging the pleasure, and how much she had enjoyed being teased she somehow stopped her movements and then gently slid her juice covered finger out, allowing herself the brief ecstasy of rubbing it over her clit, then running her fingers back up her body to her breasts, marveling at the trail of sweet juice on her slim form.

Enjoying the sticky sensation on her skin, she thrust both her hands down to her vagina. Resisting the urge to linger she lifts her hot and wet fingers to her eager nipples and starts to rub and gently pinch them like her dream man had done. With her left hand still teasing her nipples and breasts, gently then forcefully, she lifts her other hand to her mouth and starts to lick and suck her fingers. She wanted to get her fingers wet with saliva, to produce the feeling of his tongue on her nipples, however once she tasted her own sweet juices on her fingers she imagined tasting herself on his cock, and that his face was now buried in her pussy. Licking her, and sucking her and invading every part of her with his tongue.

Now, quivering and shaking uncontrollably she ran her wet hands over her breasts, imagining his hot cock, slick with pre-cum, rubbing over her stiff nipples. She rolled over onto her belly then got up on her knees, imagining him behind her, feeing his cock straining against her ass, then slipping between her legs and rubbing it against her inviting opening. She simulates this sensation with her fingers, first rubbing them over her now drenched pussy and lips then pulling her lips back and sliding one wet finger up to rub it back and forth over her clit. As she rubs her juices over and around her clit, enjoying the delicious ache she starts to move her other hand over her ass, gently teasing the area then moving further down, running her fingers teasingly near to her tight asshole and making herself squeal with delight and move her other hand more frantically over her clit.

As her cunt contracted hungrily she then slid her fingers further forward, pushing then into her pussy, wanting to get as deep as possible, wishing his cock was pulsing inside her again. The thought of him throbbing deep inside her increased her arousal as she continued to pleasure both her clit and her cunt and unable to hold out any longer she let out a series of high pitched squeals as her body rocked and her pussy quivered uncontrollably on her fingers, trying to milk every last drop of pleasure out of her orgasm.

She falls forward onto the bed and still aroused lifts her ass into the air, wishing he was there to push himself into her pussy. She pulls her fingers out of her vagina and groaning rubs her pussy juice over her asshole as he had done. Enjoying the sensation she starts to gently probe the opening, gasping at the alien thrill. She has never experienced this before, but her dream has made her bold so still pleasuring her clit and pussy with the other hand she begins to slowly slide the tip of her finger into her asshole. From just this small invasion she feels an amazing wave of pleasure run through her and she begins to orgasm immediately, lets out an amazed "fuuuuuuuuuuuuck" that quickly turns into an unintelligible moan. She feels her tight ass gripping her finger and is in the dream again, with him pushing his cock into her from behind, rubbing one hand over her clit then as she starts to orgasm sliding his finger into her ass doubling the intensity of her climax.

As her orgasm slowly subsides she turns around and looks at him and is startled back to reality with the realization of who she had been fucking in her dreams. She should feel guilty, but somehow she was even more turned on and despite knowing it was wrong she continued to touch herself and almost immediately a series of orgasms began to course through her. She cried out his name at the height of her pleasure, unable and unwilling to stop herself. She felt the warm rush as an incredible amount of juice flowed through her cunt and she jerked and shuddered.

Exhausted she rolled over onto her back, her body now slick with sweat and pussy juice. She felt amazing, but as her pleasure subsided the realization that she would never be able to make her dream reality hit home. Of course maybe the reality would be different, and maybe he would never dream of doing those things to her, but none of this mattered as she would never be able to risk finding out. 



The Dream



THE DREAM

The wine has me relaxed, my body calm, my mind receptive to His innuendo. He has teased me all night with suggestions of what He will do with my body, but so far has not made a move other than to kiss me, to caress my breasts and occasionally the whisper of a brush against my thigh. i am more aroused than i want Him to know, trembling somewhat, wanting Him to touch me again.

He breathes into my ear, "you are ready to begin, girl," and i feel my breath quicken. 

"Yes, my Lord." 

"Good," and he ties a silken blindfold around my eyes. My senses are immediately enhanced, and my body, already aroused, quivers. He guides me onto my arms and knees, forearms bent, on my knees, ass up...already compliant, i feel the waves of arousal building, sending electricity from my nipples through to my toes. i feel his hands encircling my left wrist, stroking my palm, then pulling the right wrist together with it, behind my back. 

"Hold them together," He says, and suddenly i feel a soft rope encircling each, wrapping three times, and then between my wrists, twice, pulling tight. He slaps my ass once, twice, gently...then again with increased strength as i feel the rope between my ass cheeks. Again and yet again he slaps my ass, harder, in rhythm as in sex, and i feel a new response, my pussy and ass beginning to quiver, getting wet...

i feel the soft rope being drawn across my ass and back, teasing, caressing my clit and her wetness, my knees wide open, feeling my clit erect, feeling helpless and reveling in that, the waves, the need, the aching to have His cock inside my pussy, my mouth, my ass, for Him to take me...His hands pull the rope tight, and I feel it encircle my knees...then between my legs...and around my ankles, again and again...through, between them, and back to my wrists...so tight, trussed. He applies the tweeze-shaped nipple clamps, much tighter than i have done myself, and the pain makes my eyes water.

i lay, waiting, blind, helpless. The sting of His hand comes from nowhere, not so hard, but a shock. i begin to brace for another, but His hand caresses the welt, gently. Then another spank, and another...on and on, taking on a rhythm, and i feel myself aroused, feeling the pulse, anticipating each now, ready for it...He stops, and caresses me further, feeling the heat of my ass, slipping His fingers down across my wetness, so slick now, i didn't know until He touched me, and i jump. He chuckles as he fingers my pussy, my clit, while caressing the welts on my ass...oh my God, so erotic, the combined sensations, and i can't move a muscle...i moan as He slips two fingers into me, His thumb still on my clit, so close, so close...

"No, girl, you're nowhere near where I want you." He laughs, and continues to fuck me with His fingers...the sting of His hand across my ass stuns me, makes me thrust against His fingers, and as He spanks me again, and again, in time with the thrusts of His fingers, i feel the waves more intense now.

Suddenly, He stops...His fingers still. i feel the soft leather tip of the crop caress my back, teasing, then swat hard on my ass, making me jump onto His fingers, again, again...pain stinging through me, hurts, and i want more. Am so aroused, the crop again rhythmic like His spanks, but so much more intense...His fingers begin fucking me again, in time with the crop's lashes...

He stops, and I feel Him move behind me, then the first full-deep thrust of His cock into me and i cry out, the pleasure is so intense...His hand spanks me as He thrusts inside me, hard, slow, deep, then faster...i cum hard, screaming, as he pulls my hair and fucks me hard, spanking me, i feel His cock suddenly harder...He is close, and i feel myself gushing sweet wetness in response, down my thighs, so slick...

He withdraws, and i feel His cock against my ass. Scared, but so very aroused, i feel His cock gently rubbing my wetness into my ass, rubbing up and down, between my pussy and ass, until i feel my ass opening, ever so slightly, to receive Him. His hardness is gently, carefully, exploring, entering...searing pain, and i gasp as he enters, taking the pain, feeling another jolt, another wave of arousal. He begins to fuck my ass, slowly, fully, the length of Him inside me deep, and it doesn't hurt any more...His fingers begin to caress my clit as He explores my ass, slow and deep, long thrusts. My clit is so slick, and his cock suddenly feels so good in my ass, faster now, full hardness, oh my God, fuck me, my Lord...His fingers move surely, faster, on my clit as i rock back on His cock with every thrust, taking Him all, so close, so close.

"You may cum, my girl," He whispers into my ear, His cock hard, fucking my ass so hard, and i do, screaming now, his fingers and cock have released me and the feelings are overwhelming....i can't stop cumming, it keeps going on forever...incredible electric sparks in my ass and pussy, throbbing, spasms, so painfully sweet, i can't stop crying out as they flow, and i feel Him release into me, his cock throbbing inside my ass, His sweat dripping against me, so hot, so wet, as He collapses onto me. W/we are bound together, and after a moment, He kisses my neck, my ear, my throat, my mouth as our spasms slow...W/we are one, complete, riding the wave as it slows, our bodies melded, molded, satisfied...W/we are one.



The Dream



"I had a dream about you last night." I hands flew like moths around a light bulb, needing to go on and touch the light, but kept from the bright filament by an invisible barrier.

"Really," the mirth in your voice enveloped me like a warm summer rays. "Well, do tell."

"Ok," hesitantly I let my dream envelope me. "I came into your office. Without knocking I just ran in and shut the door heavily behind me. I don't remember turning the lock, but I must have. I remember thinking that the people in the rest of the office wouldn't be able to get in..." Should I really tell you this?

I continued, ... "The light was strange, well, maybe it was the shadows. The large oak desk overpowered the rest of the room, but it seemed to be glowing without any shadows. The only thing that diminished the big, dark desk was you sitting behind it, a pile of folders at your elbow. When you saw me come in, you turned off the recorder, I guess you must have been taking dictations."

I hear you snort then say, "Well, that wouldn't be unusual. I do my dictations every day or else I become hopelessly behind and records hates that." I giggle at your predicament, or maybe I'm giggling to hide my nervousness.

Tentatively, I continued, "Well, anyway, like I was saying, the light was wrong. The desk seemed to shimmer even though the wood was dark. Your diplomas on the wall seemed to be reflecting some unseen light source. Hmmm, now that I think about it, the light seemed to be coming from you. How odd is that?"

"Well, it IS your dream," you inform me. "But why are you telling me this? It doesn't seem like this dream should have upset you."

I hope you don't notice the blood that rushed to my cheeks. Hopefully my long dark hair covered enough of my face to hide my shame. I look down into my lap at my hands, which move like frightened birds worrying a crust of bread.

"Uhm, yeah, well," I continue. "This is the weird part. Without saying a word I rush over to you, push your chair away from the desk and grab your shirt, pull you up, and kiss you deeply." I look up into your brown eyes as my dark lashes and the hair hide my eyes. Am I telling too much? Your entire face smiles, so I rally my courage.

"Well, you see, it wasn't just a kiss; it was like my soul hungered for yours. Fire raged on my lips and I knew that I needed more, but if I got too much more then the fire would consume me and I'd just burn to nothing. 

"So, I dropped to my knees in front of you. Pulling you down with me, not wanting to break off out kiss, but I did. As you fell, I unbuckled your belt and opened your pants. I remember wrestling with your boxers, my hands shook so fiercely that I had difficulty pulling you free of the last bits of fabric."

I swallowed before going on. My dry mouth made speaking almost painful. "So, well, I guess you can guess what I did?"

"Why don't you tell me?" Your voice seems strained. Oh Lord! How offensive is it for me to be telling you this? Your warm hand pushed the hair out of my face and tugged my chin so that my brown eyes looked deeply into yours. I can almost see your face glowing.

Afraid that I'll drown in your gaze, I walk over to the tall windows and look out into the cold night. "Well, you were semi erect, so I took you into my mouth. At first I could easily fit you into my mouth as I sucked gently on you. My tongue seemed almost magical; in my dream, somehow I was able to lick your testicles while your grew long and hard inside my mouth."

Clarifying my inadequacies, I make sure that you know that my tongue really isn't that long or talented, but you exhort me to continue anyway.

"I could feel you throbbing inside my mouth. You grew so long that I couldn't contain you, so I decided to suck on your heavy testicles. Each one filled my mouth." My voice grows heavy and I need to clear my throat.

"Then, you pulled me up and slid me onto your desk, somehow our clothing vanished. It was one of those strange dream world things. One minute we were dressed and the next we weren't.

"Uhm, so, anyway, I spread my legs and you just moved into me. We didn't talk the entire time, but it was like you knew exactly what was in my mind. Oh, good Lord, you just slid right into me -- Filling me. No matter how tightly I grasped you to me with my legs and my arms, you always pulled back and thrust deeply into me. Silently, wordlessly, I orgasmed as I clung to you, which, well, honestly is odd because well, I'm rather loud normally."

Oh, Good Lord! Did I just tell you way more than you wanted to hear? Do you really need to know that? Ok, get it together, take deep breath. "Well, anyway, as I was cumming, it felt as if our skin fused and my orgasm caused you to pour your seed deep into me. As your hot semen flowed into me, I was forced to cum harder.

""My muscles reacted involuntarily as they twitched and grasped at you. My legs clutched you forcefully to me. We were both soaked, I couldn't tell you whose sweat was whose. I remember raking your back until long bloody streaks marked where I held onto you. Still, despite all of that, you continued your long, hard pumping into me. It was like you ignored your own discomfort just to keep pleasing me."

"I remember at one point telling you, no begging you really, but without words, that I couldn't stand anymore. I needed you to stop, but you just smiled at me. Oh, your smile lit up my soul and I knew that I couldn't make you stop and a part of me didn't want to make you stop until you finished whatever devious plan floated in your mind."

I can't stay still, so I begin pacing the room. Looking out the window at the people running from the cold, I grow silent. Maybe I should just leave it here, dreams sometimes end abruptly. Maybe I shouldn't tell you of the star that went supernova in my spine or that I awoke with my thick fluids dripping and pooling so abundantly that I needed to shower and change my bedding. 

I feel you walk over to me and stand behind me. I don't know how I know you are there. Your movement makes no sound on the soft carpet. I feel your body heat as you lean slightly against me. I rest my head on the window, letting its cool surface relax my flushed skin. As you press tighter against me, I feel your excitement. I giggle nervously.

"None of that now," you admonish me. "I wondered why you're always so giggly when we talk. Maybe I can help you relieve some of that tension." You gently turn me toward you and we kiss as deeply and passionately as in my dream.

Our clothing falls softly to the floor.



The Dream



I fall asleep with thoughts of you filling my mind. Seeing your face and touching your body. Trying to get as close to you as I can. I dream that you are touching me. Rubbing your hands across my back, around to my breasts, pausing slightly as your fingers find my nipples, and then moving your hand to rub

Across to my butt and back up to my back. Your kisses begin to cover me like a warm blanket. Your Kisses start at my toes and slowly working up to my hip, then to my side, breasts, and neck, then reaching my cheek. In my dream I roll over to embrace you and feel our lips meet. I can feel their softness on mine, the warmth of your breath on my cheek, and the movement of your

hands as they begin to explore my awaiting body. It all feels so good. To once again have my body touched by a man that loves me and cares for me. This dream is like no other, it is so real, the warmth of your hands as they touch me feels so real, the kisses on my body just as pleasing as if it were really happening. Your hand moves down and starts to separate my legs. You slowly begin to rub clit. Making me wet. My eyes open to reality as your lips

meet mine and one of your fingers is placed inside of me. This is not a dream. You are really here and this is really happening. Still dazed and confused our eyes meet and I hear you say, "I couldn't sleep, and needed to see you." Your next kiss is so filled with passion that it takes me by surprise. I can understand the need and the want of your every touch. 

The need to know that the other person is real, the need to know that the other isn't just a figment of a lonely person's imagination I know what that feels like. The need to feel

wanted and desired. The need to feel as though you belong. My kisses leave your mouth and move down to your already hard cock. I move my tongue up and down to let you know that I am there and to get ready. I slowly place your manliness in my mouth and begin to move my head up and down. Feeling it move though my lips, across my bar bell, over my tongue and rub gently on the roof of my mouth. Your breath begins to become unsteady, almost as if you can't catch your breath. I continue though, unable to stop knowing

That you are enjoying it. I feel your hands as they gently touch the back of my head. I start to kiss my way back up to you. I move so that I am on top

of you. Your dick finds my hole that is wet with desire and passion. I move my hips so that you are inside of me. The feeling is so indescribable. So much pleasure that all I can do at first is let out a silent moan. I begin to move my hips, back and forth, to have you as deep inside of me as possible. 

My clit is being rubbed naturally by our bodies being in this position. It feels so good to have our bodies together. To be touching and kissing. To feel the warmth of our kisses and the heat of our desire. Our bodies become one, moving only to give pleasure. Our small barely audible moans are the only noises being heard. The pleasure is so unreal, my body is starting to wear down, but it is too late i can't stop. I begin to move so that I feel your cock move in and out of me. The pleasure is so great that I can't hold it anymore, I begin to cum. The more I move the more I cum and I can't seem remain still. My body is worn out but still wanting more. Still inside me you begin to sit up. I start to get up and you tell me "no" and gently pull me back down. With you sitting up and my legs wrapped around you I begin to move. Your hands grab my sides and start to guide my hips the way you want them to move. Our lips meet and there is so much passion and desire for one another

that it is impossible to continue without letting out a quiet moan of total pleasure. Your mouth finds my neck and you begin to kiss and suck on it gently. You doing this while your cock is still inside of me sends my body into more pleasure then I have ever felt before. I can't hold it in any longer. I feel the start of my own orgasm. My body tightens and my movements become less controlled. A shiver runs up my spine, my arms grab you a little tighter, I get that tingling feeling deep inside of me, a moan escapes

from my mouth and you ask if I am going to cum. Not being able to speak I shake my head yes. Our movements become faster but still as one. Right

before I cum you do, and your movement slows, feeling you cum and so very close to it myself, makes me want you even more. The pulsating of your cock inside of me and the slow gentle movements of our bodies is enough to allow my body one last chance to let go. For a moment we just sit there, our bodies still together, our hearts so very close to being one, and my mind still wondering how much of my dream was truly nothing but a dream. Was your hands really rubbing my back, did you really kiss me all over, or was that nothing but a dream? As we lay there beside each other I ask you those things, you smile your sweet smile, touch my face so very gently with your strong loving hands. Tell me that you love me and that you will be back very soon. Just as you start to get up my alarm goes off and I am awoken from the most erotic, exciting dream that I have ever had....I grab a pen and piece of paper and this is what it turned out to be.

Written down July 19, 1999

Dreamed July 18, 1999



The Dream



The party was kind of a beginning of the week planned event several of us were chatting about uneventful weekends so the party was planned...as the party begins at my house.

People are arriving and I was for once completely ready, I had been working hard all week.

I had worked hard to make sure this party would happen just right. Just the right mix of people...just the right mix of food and drink. I was pleased with myself; I was Happy with my week as well. I greeted several people as they arrived, I was strangely aware that my nipples were hard even though the evening was warm. I was not particularly aroused, yet. 

The fire outside in the chiminea was burning nicely. The candles on the patio were burning...the Rum Sangria punch tasted so good as well. I noticed someone's arm lightly brush my breast. Hmmm -That felt so good, must be the wine I thought and I didn't even see who it was. Then you came in and I went to get another drink, I came to you and kissed you hard and passionately. 

I could feel you respond immediately... then you told me "Aren't you the horny one tonight - Angie you better cool off with something really cold to drink everyone is just getting here! It is going to be a long night!" 

I laughed and said "I know, oh how I know!"

The party was in full tilt with the music and people everywhere it seems...people dancing...first fast then slow, slowly we were dancing and kissing lightly, our bodies pressed tightly together, my mind is in anticipation of the tonight's activities later. Oh how I can't wait- it is always so good- you're so good orally- and I can't wait to once again feel your tongue ride between my pussy lips. Oh crap I better stop thinking about this; I'm getting wet just thinking about it.

As if you can read my mind...you say "Yeah it is that good, and it tastes that good too Angie."

The music ends and the dance is over, thank god one of my favorite songs is now on and we start to dance faster. I can't help but to move closer to you and alternately rub my hips against your cock as we dance- eyeing you cautiously- wondering what you are thinking.

After all that dancing I can only think I need something really cold to drink. I offer to get you one as well. When it takes me a while; you come looking for me, I'm upstairs. I had spilled some of the wine punch on my blouse and you walked into my room as I pulled off the wet shirt- with my back to you- you came up behind me and put your hands around my breasts, squeezing my nipples flicking them. Kissing the back of my neck...lightly biting it. I can feel you from behind, you are so hard...I can feel you bulging against my ass. 

"Oh baby I want you so bad, slow and deep fast and harder than ever before," I managed to say as he kissed and bit my neck. 

"But we have guests Angie."

You kiss the back of my neck and bite it with a bit more vigor and tell me "Fuck the guests...I want you too baby!"

With that you twist me around and begin kissing me hard and full on my mouth, lips parting and tongues deepening. Tongues doing a tango dance...hot passion, I can feel my wetness filling my panties- damn that reminds me I wanted you to wait and see these new panties later on tonight. You begin to push my pants down hard in hot moment and tell me to bend over your going to fuck me now- HARD!

"Oh yeah, that is exactly what I need tonight" you say, as you push my pants down you see my lacey see through rose panties.

"Yes...oh yes these are nice and you look great in them," then gently push them down as well...as you then slide my legs further apart and push hard and deep.

My loud moan is only matched by yours, as you are pushing harder and harder knowing that there are many people downstairs...this is even hotter.

I'm pinching my nipples through my see through bra...the pain and pleasure mixing and I can feel my clit getting larger and larger...I feel your hard cock ramming harder and harder. Bringing me to the edge then you back off...knowing this drives me insane as you pull all the way out then push it deep inside then you push all the way in and feel our rhythm together.

"Oh yes baby," I say as I start to reach down to finger my clit while you pump inside of me.

You immediately say "NO NOT YET...there is no way I want you cumming this soon!"

I beg you, "Please let me for the first time!"

But you know it will be far more than one time as soon as I start fingering myself and you're pumping inside of me...and you know it will trigger strong responses in your cock, milking it to a full climax. Your thrusts become harder and harder.

I beg "Oh baby you feel so fucking good...now please...now."

"No...Not yet...I want your specialty first," You say.

I smile as I look at you and start to move up as you slide out of my slick wet pussy. My tongue licking my lips as I bend down, I begin to taste the combined juices on your full hard raging shaft. I suck and lick harder and slower...working your cock...hearing you moan and hold my shoulders harder and harder. 

"Oh God...this is incredible," I moan while massaging your balls in my hand sucking you harder and harder. 

Suddenly you stop me and tell me "Turn around."

I'm so wet from sucking you. You enter me hard and urgently, I can feel your cock so big and engorged. 

I start to move my hand to my clit and you say, "Oh yes baby please now...cum all over me...milk my cock...milk all of my cum...take it all inside of your hot pussy baby."

My fingers circle my hard swollen clit as it is slick and wet...just for a moment...I have the desire to taste it again...oh god how I wish I could but I cant stop this feels too good with you squeezing my ass...you slapped my ass a few times knowing this gets me hotter. 

I can feel myself getting closer and I tell you. "Oh baby hold on...this is going to take you over the edge any minute" I start to squeeze my clit for a second as I stop rubbing and I'm lightly squeezing it...with you pushing your self in harder and deeper...then I cant hold off anymore. I rub and rub in circles lightly then faster and faster; circles that is the key. 

"OH MY GOD BABY," I scream as I feel the first wave start to take me over. I scream out as you pump hard and I feel the second one harder than the first, I keep rubbing circles...and the third is hitting me as you moan first soft...then louder.

"Oh yeah baby...keep cumming all over me, I love it when you cum on my cock." He said in a deep sexy voice.

The next wave hits me harder and harder...and I can feel your so close...knowing the next one will likely take you over the edge I rub harder in an up and down line. The difference in friction brings this one on faster...and harder...I hear you yell out.

"Oh FUCK baby this is it," I feel your hot cum fill me and spasm hard! I keep rubbing, I know I'm milking you now with every spasm I'm feeling and your hard pushing.

"Oh baby...Oh baby, Angie fucking you is so good," till you slow to a stop and I rise to meet your chest and you begin to kiss my neck with light kisses. 

You say "That was so good, how is it we can find things to make it this good?"

Right about this time we hear a sound and we both look up to hear the door creak a little more...and in steps the temporary secretary from the office...she says "I've only been here for the last two minutes, but I wish it would have been longer!"

Licking her fingers...her pants are obviously open...and it is clear she was masturbating in the hall while she watched and listened, what happened next...no one could have predicted or planned.

Without a word from anyone...she walked straight over to us and gave us a long stare...touching her breasts.

Instantly I have to admit my clit felt a stabbing and my nipples got hard. She must have seen it...she was looking at you...I was looking at you...I didn't know what to think or say. 

I knew in my mind you had always wanted a threesome and with the amount of alcohol and we had and the obvious possibility of the situation presenting itself I wasn't saying a word one way or another. 

No words were spoken at all, and time seemed to move in slow motion she moved forward and toward you...I have to admit my heart instantly had a stab...I wasn't sure I could do this...after all I really care about you. 

I had thought about this long and hard before and I had always thought I couldn't do it because I would worry if the person I was with would like the other person better. But just as she moved to kiss you, she moved her hand toward my wet pussy and I couldn't move I had wondered what it would feel like to be touched by a woman. 

The thought of it sent shivers down my spine and my clit was instantly on fire. I thought oh damn don't let me cum so quick now...not right now...if I'm going to really do this let me enjoy it completely! 

After all my clit had just been assaulted by my own fingers that still were somewhat wet with my own cum on them, my clit was being fingered right now by this woman and it felt incredible.

As she kissed you and had her fingers in my warm inviting pussy a moan escaped my lips involuntarily. I think about my wet fingers and I lift them to their lips as they kiss...as she fingers my clit...their attention diverted to my fingers she begins to lick them and clean them off.

I can see that your cock is already hard...raging hard...this is new...so SOON? WOW! But I can't say I am complaining...I've never complained! 

With her licking my fingers...I started touching your cock...she stopped and started sliding her pants down. 

I knew at this point there was no turning back. I could tell she was wet. I wanted to feel and lick her...I wanted her to lick me.

With your cock hard and your voice heavy I could hear your urgency when you said "Why don't you lay back on the bed."

I stepped out of my pants and panties...and for good measure as I turned around I felt you unsnap my bra...I smiled...I was hoping my tits got some attention. 

As I slowly lay back on the bed they both started to climb on the bed...she crawled up between my legs...the shiver I felt; there were no words for. 

Your cock was as hard as I had ever seen it and all I could think of was getting it in my mouth..."Let me have that cock in my mouth" I said.

You said "Oh no baby this isn't the time for that," as you lay beside me and started to lick my nipples.

Just as I could feel a finger enter me...damn I almost forgot she was there with the sight of your hard cock. 

I guess the surprise sent a spasm through me and my back arched just as her mouth and lips came down hard over my clit. With fingers on my clit and a tongue inside my pussy lips probing I was unsure I would be able to hold on for a long time.

"Oh god I'm not sure I'm going to last if you fuck me with your mouth that good, I've dreamt about this for so damn long!"

"Oh god I hear you say...I've always wondered that...if you would like a woman's lips in your pussy, and to hear you say it...fuck, Oh fuck Angie." 

I feel your lips crushing on mine in one of the most passionate kisses we have ever shared...that combined with the fingers in my pussy that is molten lava...and the lips soft on my clit. I'm dying but in heaven all at the same time. 

You feel my nipples harden and you know me well enough to know that the harder they get the harder I like them played with so you pull away from the kiss knowing I will not want you to. 

One your pinching the other your teasing with light bites then you suck it harder and harder...I'm moaning and I cant stop now. 

I can feel my pussy wetter than I think it has ever been knowing this woman; I cant even remember her name, is sucking it and quite literally sucking cum out of me...not only my cum but my boyfriends cum as well.

The thought of that must quite literally do something to me, I am unable to control myself my hips thrust up toward her mouth and I feel even more hot juice escape my body.

I know if she doesn't stop right now I wont be able to hold back my nipples are hard and tight and in his mouth being sucked so hard exactly...exactly like I want it!

"Oh god if you two don't stop I'm going to go over the edge and this will be completely over for me...oh god stop...stop now." 

I feel them both slow their pace and I can start to relax as I feel my body lessen in intensity...my clit still jumping from all of the attention. I'm not even sure of what to say next here since I stopped them.

She starts first..."Fine you didn't want to go first...then take me...but I warn you I wont be able to last as long as you have," this dark haired woman pants.

My mind is racing...I don't know what to do...I've never done this before; I see a coy look in your direction. 

I'm wonder what you're thinking...it was one thing to watch me getting pleasured but what now...what will you think of me now? I don't have to wonder long as you come to meet me right there between her legs.

You kiss me then ask, "Can I take you while you lick her?"

I reply..." Oh yes please fuck me again." 

I know what to do, just as she did to me...in an instant...I watch as she is playing with her nipples. This sends a shiver through me to watch. 

I dip my head down and spread her lips apart and begin licking her up and down so slowly then a little faster...I want to feel what she feels like inside so I stick my finger up inside of her as I lick her.

At that moment I'm on my belly and I can feel a hard cock enter me and my own moan causes a vibration in her that she cries out "Oh Please," I know I must be doing it right.

I decide to take her clit in my mouth and suck on it drawing it up in my mouth and as you pump me I moan and the vibrations pulse through her. Each time it brings her closer to her peak. 

I again decide to taste her from the inside so I slide my tongue inside of her while I work her clit with my finger in circles just like I like. I'm circling her clit with my tongue in and out of her, in and out and in circles, over and over. 

Oh yeah...and you're pumping me so slowly but with such purpose. 

I know you're watching every move and I can feel your cock getting harder and harder with every stroke. 

I know you so well...I moan as I feel it growing and I clamp my pussy muscles together milking you...I want your cum inside of me...I don't want it in anyone else! 

I bring my tongue out of her pussy and I insert two fingers this time in her wet hot pussy and my tongue goes to work licking up and down. You working in my pussy and me working her clit and moaning I can feel the vibrations myself...I know how good this must feel for her. 

Oh god...she is arching her hips to meet my every move she is clawing at her nipples...wiggling back and fourth. I change my licking to sucking again and I can feel this harden her clit...with my fingers inside of her soaking pussy I decide to lightly bite her clit like I like it and see if she likes it. 

After all how different can she be? As I begin to lightly bite her clit and moan fingering her wet pussy; I feel her pussy walls start their descent into bliss. I feel her pussy tighten around my fingers and I start to bite her clit a little harder and work her pussy harder with my fingers.

I moan louder as you pump me harder and harder...in an instant she is moaning and screaming "Oh fuck me...oh god...yes...Oh my god...this is it...I've never...Oh my god," she is dying to cum now and I know I've got her right where I want her.

I stop and I start sucking her again...and I can feel another hard spasm hit her...as she arches toward my face...screaming wanting...still I'm playing with her pussy and moaning letting her feel the vibrations...she is screaming.

"Oh my god...oh no...Oh NO...Oh...Oh...no...yes...yes!" I bite her clit one more time and then and only then can I feel her hot white juice hit my tongue and lips and I know I've gotten what I've always fantasized about...she is shivering...and quivering completely satisfied.

He is still slowly pumping inside of me...aware that he is still so hard I say ..."Oh god...give it to me faster now, I want her to lick it out of me again." 

It takes only moments for him to reach a full peak after watching us all of that time. And he too is spent...totally spent...that only leaves me...and I'm so wet and so full I just want to feel her mouth against me one more time tonight.

She rolls over and I move up on the bed, every muscle in my body is tingling aware of every sound below us a party is still in full swing and anyone could walk in at anytime.

We have been gone for so long -but I no longer care- I want mine now. I've closed my eyes and I feel fingers lightly touching me I feel a light tongue trail up my inner thigh. 

I am so painfully aware of the need between my legs...a full need to cum...Not just cum but I need MULTIPLES to satisfy me now!

I feel him lay next to me kissing my neck and telling me how hot this is...I bend my head to kiss him.

Just as she starts licking my wet full pussy. I feel her sucking motion...knowing she is sucking his cum from me and I feel the blood rise in my clit. I want to touchmy clit so bad. I start to move my hand that is next to him and he grabs it.

Through the kisses he says "NO...let her...give this to you."

I start to feel the throbbing harder and harder in my clit and I want her mouth on it so bad...and just about that time I feel her fingers plunge into me and her mouth sucking my hard throbbing clit.

His hand is fondling my breast and I'm barely aware of my moans at this point the pleasure is taking over my entire body. 

Her sucking and fingering me increases in speed and I give in and let the feelings start to wash over me.

"Oh god harder..." I hear myself moaning. Then I feel it she is repeating the same alternating acts I have done to her. She is biting my clit and fingering me. 

Oh god...this gets me there...Oh god. At that precise moment I feel him biting my nipple and the pain and the pleasure collide and she alternates quickly to sucking and fingering me. I start to tumble over the wall and I can't stop...oh god would I want to at this point.

"Oh god...Ohhhhhhhhhhhh...yes...yes,"...the first wave washes over me like being hit by huge ocean waves...the second one starts and I can tell it is going to be bigger as is builds so fast, oral always does this to me. 

"Oh god...I'm there!" As she begins to bite and finger just at that instant...and the second... the third and fourth ones hit me like a tidal wave of pleasure.

I hear him saying "Just don't stop and she will keep cumming!"

Alternating between sucking and biting and licking I can't even keep count of how many times I've cum.

All of a sudden I know...I know it is here...I hope she realizes I do this...I feel it starting within me...and I arch just at the time she bites my clit and hits just the right nerve inside of me then starts sucking my clit again and I start the long descent as I start to squirt.

"OH GOD...Oh no, yes..." I scream out in total pleasure, the earth shattering all around me, my body wracked with pleasure and nothing but pleasure.

I know I have had the last one of the night. I start to shake and say "I can't take any more," she starts to just lick slower and slower...till she stops.

I'm laying there with the music loud as hell down stairs and she says..."If anyone asks I will just say I saw you two talking about going out for ice and I saw you doing a little hot kissing and no one will be the wiser...you both better clean up a little bit." 



The Dream



It was one of those dreams where I knew the instant it started that I was dreaming, but couldn't force myself to wake up or change the story.

I was in a big city, one I recognized but could not name, walking quickly down a busy sidewalk canyoned by silver skyscrapers. The wind blustered all around me, kicking up skirts and tossing long hair in all directions, but it missed me. Or maybe in my determination to reach my destination, it avoided me on purpose. I wore a business suit: black with a thin grey pinstripe, a butterfly-collared raspberry top open to the single button of my blazer, the skirt pencil thin and knee length yet split high in the back so I could take long strides in my black stilettos.

In the real part of my mind, I recognized the suit was a bit more risqué than I usually wore. But I also knew that I looked damn good in it. My blond hair was pulled back in a demure French twist in direct contrast to the sexy suit. Without seeing them, I knew my eyes were lined with smoky grey and a light dusting of blush enhanced my high cheekbones. Glossy lipstick the same hue as my shirt shone on my lips and tasted of strawberry when I inhaled.

My pace was fast, my long legs stretching far in that split skirt, my shoulders thrown back in haughty dominance as the crowds before me parted like the Red Sea at my appearance. The wind continued to whip around me but I never felt its cool touch.

With military precision I pivoted into a large hotel. The doorman pulled open the heavy glass portal with a bow that I regally ignored. The lobby inside was cool marble and clean lines, softened here and there by cherry blossoms clinging to potted trees and pink orchids climbing out of clear vases. Uniformed personnel silently genuflected as my heels echoed sharply throughout the entrance.

He stood near the mahogany elevator, waiting patiently for my arrival. The doors whispered open as I neared, and immediately closed after we entered the car. As it began to rise he leaned close as though to kiss me, but a single raised eyebrow and sideways glance pushed him back into the corner.

The doors slid open and I stepped into the hallway, confident he would follow. The light gold carpet swallowed my footsteps and flowed for miles before me. The hall was unending, a tunnel of bright yellow floor and ceiling, the walls papered in textured fabric swirling yellow and cream. The doors to the rooms were painted the most pure, sinful red I had ever encountered.

I stopped at the third door and waited for him to push it open for me. We entered the room and the door shut with a heavy click.

"Take off my blazer," I ordered.

He reached out with one large hand and slid the single button free. I didn't move as he stepped behind me and gently pulled the jacket down my arms. From the corner of my eye, I saw it sail through the air and land on a couch.

"Unbutton my shirt."

Two hands circled my ribs from behind and released each small fastening.

In the back of mind, I wondered why I wasn't aroused, but it didn't seem overly important.

When the shirt fell open, I saw my breasts were cupped high with a bra that ended below my tight nipples. The pale flesh quivered with every breath I took, every small movement of balance I made in the stilettos, each bump of my heart.

"Remove my skirt."

The hands swept down my stomach and to the buttoned waist of the skirt. Freed, it dropped to the floor. He knelt behind me, his hands caressing my silk-encased legs. I wore stockings to mid-thigh where they were clipped into a lacy black garter belt.

I saw my reflection in the full-length mirror. My hair was still smoothed back, my eyes dark and wide, my mouth a bold slash of color. The black bra gently lifted my breasts, the nipples flushed and hard. I could see the heartbeat throb in my throat, bounce in my left breast. The black panties barely covered the mound of my pussy and were bound to my stockings with thin ties. The stilettos on my feet were sharp and slick.

And still I felt no desire. I didn't understand it, and could do nothing to change it. The dream would play itself out as my subconscious saw fit.

"Make me come," I told him.

And the heat rushed over me, consumed me, drug me into its grip harder and faster than any riptide. My entire body flushed with my words; where my nipples had been only puckered they suddenly ached and pulsed. Deep in my belly was a visceral desire to be filled, I was empty and searching and knew of only one thing that would cure the need.

He was in front of me, on his knees and I didn't know how he had gotten there. It didn't matter. Lifting my right leg, he slid it over his shoulder, opening my body to him. I felt the juice run out of my pussy, drenching everything it touched. He inhaled deeply, drunk on my musk.

My panties were slit up the middle and he breathed on my wet, bare lips. His face nudged closer and I wanted nothing in the world so much as his mouth latched onto my vagina, tongue-fucking me and sucking my clit.

He bit me, hard, at the inner juncture of my thigh. His strong teeth clamped down on my sensitive flesh and held on while his tongue danced over the skin caught in his mouth.

I shrieked and sank against him.

He braced two hands on the cheeks of my ass bared by the panties and buried his face in my cunt.

That first moment, the feel of his hot, soft tongue laving up and down the channel of my pussy, softly circling my clit before pressing it flatly and lapping, was so sublime I simply let myself fall into it like a cloud. That first moment was the most perfect sensation I'd ever experienced.

But then his hands began to knead my ass, the motion pushing and pulling me against his mouth when I wanted continuous attention. I whimpered and tried to shove my pelvis forward; he laughed at me, against me.

Where I had been in complete control only moments before, I was now his captive. His tongue never remained at one pace so my senses could catch up and it drove me mad.

He flicked my clit, quick and light, and my leg jerked wildly on his shoulder. The fire shot through my belly in little zips of lightning and I couldn't draw a breath. Then his fingers dug into the flesh of my ass, gripping tightly, and his tongue was soft and slow against me. Waves of pleasure rolled through my womb and my body undulated along with it.

One hand moved forward and I felt two rough fingers press into my body. My pussy clenched around them, drawing them higher and I couldn't help but buck against his mouth.

My mind was empty of all thought and everything I was centered on the sensation of him devouring me.

His small movements performed an ecstatic dance throughout my body. His fingers sunk deep within my vagina and found my g-spot. With them pushing and petting that bundle of nerves, his tongue lapped my clit and electrified the same pulse point from the other side. My vision went black and I thought I would pass out.

Then I felt a single finger slide into the opening of my ass and push against the wall where his two fingers strummed.

I screamed.

The orgasm pummeled me, stealing my breath, my gaze, my very sense of touch and reality.

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I awoke locked in the throes of that orgasm. I was lying on my stomach, my hips pulsing against the sheets, my fingers seized around my pillow, my breath shallow as it sawed in and out of my lungs. The waves of rapture surged though my stomach, clenched my knees, tingled my breasts.

In a dim, disengaged part of my mind I realized that I had just experienced a wet dream. I didn't know women could have wet dreams.

As my body finally calmed, I curled onto my side, as satisfied as a fat cat who had just licked the last delicious drop from the bowl of cream. I luxuriated in the languor that enveloped me, smiling lazily when a little spasm would catch in my belly and make my pussy throb once more.

It was after my breathing evened and my mind cleared that I realized the man snoring lightly beside me was the not the man who had taken me to such heights of bliss in my dream.



The Dream



A 'Thank You' to my editors LadyCibelle and Techsan for making my stories a much better read.

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My wife, Susan - I call her Susie - and I have been married over twelve years. I love her with all my heart and soul, but I think she's crazy. Not loony crazy but kind of dumb blonde type crazy. Don't get me wrong here; she is a blonde but she's far from dumb. I know she has me wrapped around her little finger and seems to always get her way.

She has a way to make me think I'm in charge but when I think about it, I know I'm not. Let me give you a couple of examples. She asks me if I would like to eat out. I say, "Sure, where do you want to eat?"

"Anywhere, I'm not picky," she says.

I know better so I start to pull into a Pizza Hut. "I'm not in the mood for pizza," she says to me.

Fine, no problem right? I pull into a burger joint. "I don't want fast food, I want a nice family type restaurant," she tells me.

I know where this is going so I pull into an area that has some nice restaurants. "Okay," I say. "Red Lobster or Applebee's, you choose."

"Either one is fine with me," she says. 

So I pull into Applebee's since it was right there and the Red Lobster was across the street. As I pull in I can see she's disappointed. She looks at me with her sad eyes. Right then I knew she wanted the Red Lobster. I turn around and go across the street to the Red Lobster. She smiles at me and says, "Good choice."

She does this stuff to me all the time. We go to the movies and I ask her what she wants to see. She tells me anything that I want to see. I should ask her right then what movie do I want to see because that's where we'll be going. I'm too stupid for that and I get in line and when they ask me what movie I want tickets to, I see they have a good adventure movie and a love story. I look over at Susie and get two tickets to see a romance story. Of course, I get a smile from Susie.

I'm finding out that other men have similar lives. We learn up front that when the kids ask you for something or if they can go somewhere you have to say, "Ask your Mom." Whatever answer I give will be the wrong one. I bought her a t-shirt last year that she loves. It says, "Agree with me or go ahead and be wrong."

The latest thing that happened a couple of weeks ago was when I got up on Saturday and thought my cute little wife was going to make me some breakfast.

"Good Morning, Honey," I said. "What's for breakfast?"

"Make your own breakfast. I'm mad at you," she told me.

Okay, I'm thinking. We watched TV together last night and she cuddled up next to me. We went to bed and even made love and I know she came. I could feel her coming. We cuddled some more and I went to sleep. There was absolutely nothing she could be mad at me for.

I know what to do in situations like this. I've been doing it for twelve years now. "I'm sorry for whatever I did. Would you mind telling me what I did wrong?"

"You cheated on me so you can make your own breakfast," she said.

I was taken totally by surprise. I poured myself a bowl of cereal and popped a couple of slices of bread in the toaster. I have to tell you that I have never cheated on my wife. So, I asked her. "I give. When did I do this cheating on you?"

"Last night in my dream. We were at the Halloween party and I caught you screwing the woman in the black cat outfit."

"What woman? You had a dream and you're mad at me for something I did in your dream? Who was the woman?" I asked.

"I don't know, I thought you might. She had on a mask of a cat with ears. It covered her eyes and nose."

"Susie, I have no idea. All I know is that I'm eating cereal and toast because you had a dream. A dream I have no control over. When is the Halloween party anyway?"

"Next Saturday and, yes, we're going. You just have to promise me that if there is a woman there in a black cat outfit, you will stay away from her."

This is what my life is like all the time. God, I love her but I know she's certifiably crazy. This party we go to every year. It's the company where she works giving it. They rent a hall and serve food and free drinks. Even give a few prizes away.

I asked her why she didn't dress in the black cat outfit and then I could have sex with her and everything will be great?

"No," she said. "I already have our costumes ready and I'm not about to change them now. You just have to stay away from the black cat woman, so promise me."

"Okay, I promise not to dance with any woman who is dressed in a black cat outfit. There! Are you happy now? What am I going dressed as anyway?"

"You're going as a lumberjack. I have your red plaid shirt cleaned and ironed and your roughneck jeans cleaned. You can wear your tool belt if you like and of course your work boots and toboggan."

"But, Susie, I'm a logger! It's the same as a lumberjack."

"It's original, you know, like a doctor wearing a smock and a stethoscope, or a police officer wearing his uniform. I think you have a chance of winning a prize," smiled Susie.

"Are you going to wear a skirt and blouse and go as a secretary?" I laughed since that was her job.

"No, silly, that would be stupid. I'm going as a hooker."

"Oh, shit! What are you going to wear? One of those really skimpy outfits?

"I have a low cut blouse but I'm wearing a bra. I have a real short skirt but I'm going to wear black checkered tights. It will make me look like a hooker but I won't be showing my ass. Of course red lipstick and long earrings. I have a black long haired wig also."

"Can I buy you when we get home from the party?" I smiled.

"If you're good, you might get a freebie," she replied.

Our kids were getting up and asked Susie if she would make them some pancakes. She told them sure and started getting the stuff out to make them. There I was finishing my cereal.

"Dad, why are you eating cereal when Mom always makes us breakfast on Saturday?"

All three of my kids were staring at me. I looked at them and told them I was just in the mood for cereal. I didn't want to go through the trouble of explaining their mother's dream.

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On Monday I headed for work. I was thinking about my cute little wife. Susie was all of 5' 2" tall and less than 120 pounds. It's funny how most men just let the women be in control. I honestly believe we don't care. We just want to make them happy but for some reason we don't see thing the same.

At lunch time we always talk about the women. It's just something men do. This is when I found out that my Susie wasn't the only nut out there. My buddies Brett, Allen, Jim and Brad came up with a list of why guys have it so much better than our counterparts or at least how we think.

Brett began with, "We're much simple creatures. Our last name stays put. The garage is all ours."

"Not in my house," I replied. "Susie's car gets the garage. My truck stays outside," I laughed.

Allen talked about his recent marriage. "For guys, wedding plans take care of themselves. Wedding dress~$3000. Tux rental~$100. I didn't care what we had to eat at the reception as long as we had beer," laughed Allen

Brad is always thinking about the women. "We can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. Heck, we can wear no shirt to a water park. People never stare at our chest when you're talking to them."

Brad's wife Marlyn had a hell of a rack on her. Your eyes automatically went to them. She really never seemed to mind. She was kind of a flirt.

Jim was one of the older guys on our crew. He'd been married thirty years. He must have been doing something right. I asked him for his opinion.

"Well, let's see," said Jim. "Men can never get pregnant. Car mechanics usually tell us the truth. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character to us guys. Graying hair adds attraction. The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. The pull my finger fart we do with the kids is always questioned but never stops."

"I have some more thoughts," said Brett. "The world is our urinal. We never have to drive to another gas station restroom because the one we were at was too icky."

Jim jumped back in. "Everything on a man's face stays its original color. We can have the same hairstyle for years, maybe decades. We only have to shave our face and neck." 

Jim looked over at me. "Jerry, you've been married a number of years and have three kids. What words of wisdom do you have to add to our conversation?"

"Oh, I can think of a lot of things but if I ever mention them to Susie, she wouldn't speak to me for a week. To begin with, most men have one mood all the time. Our phone conversations are over in thirty seconds flat. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase for men. We can open our own jars. If someone forgets to invite us to anything we can still be friends. Men's underwear is only $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. Men have no problem with wrinkled clothes. One wallet, one pair of shoes, one color for all seasons. We can wear shorts no matter how our legs look."

"I have something that bothers me," said Allen. "I know I'm newly married but what's this shit with putting the toilet seat down? I raise it up so I don't piss on it. She gets mad if it gets wet or if I leave it up. It's a lose-lose situation. Also, Mary got mad when I put a new roll of toilet paper on the roll. She said it was upside down. Who cares what side you wipe your ass with? I always heard that men never change the roll so I thought I would be helpful."

Brett finished the conversation saying, "I can do my finger and toe nails with a pocket knife. We men have the freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache. Also, I can do my Christmas shopping on December 24 in 25 minutes. No wonder men are happier." 

We all laughed and went back to work.

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The following Saturday was the Halloween party. It was only noon and Susie was starting to get ready. We had six hours before we even had to leave. I figured I'd need about twenty minutes to shower, shave, and get dressed. I knew I'd still be ready before Susie. I decided to watch sports on TV for the afternoon. 

At around five I got off the couch and took my shower and shaved and walked in the room to get dressed. There was my sexy Susie in a black laced bra and under panties. "Damn you look good enough to eat," I replied.

I grabbed her by the ass and squeezed. She smiled and told me if I was a good boy at the party she might take me up on the offer when we got home. Damn, I loved that woman. I could even live with her quirkiness.

I was dressed in my so-called costume which was basically the same type clothes I wear to work. My daughter came in and said, "Dad, aren't you and mom going to the Halloween party? You better get dressed before mom gets mad at you."

See, even my kids knew their mother wasn't all there. "Honey, this is my costume. Before you say anything, it was your mom's idea."

Just then Susie came in dressed like a hooker. She did look pretty good. She had on a white low cut blouse that showed her black bra and some of her boobs. She had on a short black mini skirt that barely covered her ass. I raised it up and she had on checkered tights. I was a little afraid that she might be showing off her ass if she wore garters.

"Sweetheart, did you really think I would show my butt in public. I know you were looking for a garter belt."

My daughter laughed and I was a bit embarrassed. Susie could read me like a book. Our other two kids came in and told Susie how good she looked and told me I looked like I was ready for work. I just shook my head. No use arguing, I never win.

The party was held at a huge hall with a nice outside patio. It was finger type food that was available all night. They had an open bar which meant free beer, all I could drink. I knew a lot of the people there. I had met them at other parties and when I'd go see Susie at work. My buddy Brad and his wife Marlyn were there. Marlyn worked at the office also. She was dressed as a hooker also. I figured she and Susie talked it over.

Marlyn's outfit was a lot more revealing than Susie's, showing most of her large boobs. I could almost see the areolas. Her skirt was almost as short as Susie's. I could see that unlike Susie, Marlyn wore a garter belt and black nylons. I could see her black underpants whenever she bent over. She really did look like a hooker.

When Brad came up to me he asked me how come I didn't wear a costume. He was dressed as a cowboy.

"This is my costume. I'm a lumberjack," I replied.

Brad laughed, and told me I look like I got dressed for work. I tried to explain to everyone who asked that this is what Susie asked me to wear.

I danced with my wife a number of times and also danced with Marlyn who would always press up against me. I danced with quite a few other women also. They had on just about every kind of costume you could think of. Susie was dancing with a number of men also. Most I knew. She would always look over at me and smile. I was really having a good time and drinking as much beer as possible.

You have to understand that Susie was like my caretaker. No matter how drunk I got she would always guide me to the car and take me home. I guess it was one of the things she put up with. I have been in a number of bar fights early in our marriage and she always showed up to take me home. I guess she really did love me.

I was headed for the restroom for the second time. When I came out, I couldn't believe my eyes. There stood a gorgeous woman in a black cat outfit. Gorgeous doesn't come near explaining what I was looking at!

She had on a cat mask that covered half her face. I could see her hazel eyes through the eye openings. Her mouth wasn't covered and her lips were ruby red. She was tall maybe 5' 10". She was slim and sleek looking, like someone out of a Playboy calendar. Her outfit, what there was of it, was black knit. It was two pieces with the top going from her neck stretching to just below her boobs. She had small boobs and no bra on. The bottom half of her costume started about six inches below her belly button and a very flat stomach.

It stretched down over her ass. It didn't look like she was wearing any kind of underwear. When she turned around the material stretched across her pubic mound and all the way down to her ankles. This woman exuded sex. I have never seen any woman like her. If this is what Susie dreamt, I could see why she was mad.

Susie saw me staring as well as seeing every other man and a few women doing the same.

"Don't you even think about it," said Susie. "You can dance with any other woman here but I don't want to see you near her. Do we understand each other?"

I was honestly glad Susie was with me. If I would run into a woman who looked like this and I had too much to drink, I know I would get myself in trouble. As nice as she looked, I wouldn't want to fuck up my life. I truly loved my crazy Susie.

"Honey," smiled Susie. "I wouldn't want to kick her ass in front of all these people. She messes with my man, she'll have to pay the price."

I knew Susie was just letting me off easy. She was a little fireball and it wouldn't surprise me if she meant what she said. I promised her I wouldn't approach the black pussy cat. Susie reached up, put her arms around my neck and kissed me.

For the next couple of hours, I drank a lot of beer and danced with a number of women. Whenever I was sitting, I watched the pussy cat. She was so intriguing and was dancing with everyone there. My buddy Brad came over and asked me what I thought of the pussy cat.

"She's one fine looking woman," I said to Brad.

"She's more than that, Jerry. She's warm, soft and smells great. She mentioned she was from Sweden. When I was dancing with her, I don't think she had any under garments on. Dancing with her will give a guy a hard-on. I know it did me," replied Brad. 

"You better not let Marlyn know you're doing all that checking out. She might get pissed," I told Brad.

"Marlyn's busy doing her own thing. What she doesn't know won't hurt her, that's my motto. I think I'll go and dance with that pussy cat again," replied Brad.

The more I watched her the more I was intrigued by her. No one seemed to know anything about her; at least no one was saying anything other than how she exuded sex. I knew I was starting to feel my beer. I made another trip to the boys room and when I came out Susie told me to put on the rest of my costume. They were going to start the judging.

She handed me my toboggan and my tool belt. Instead of my tools she took our son's play tool set made of plastic and rubber and placed it in my belt. I have to admit I felt silly being a logger and having all toy tools. I guess if I had a real axe and saw, it might make people nervous. I knew it wouldn't be for long so I just pleased the little woman.

It was time to judge the costumes. They had a number of categories and were giving out little trophies and gift certificates. When it came to sexiest costume, there was no debate as the black pussy cat won hands down. You could see the men clap for her as she accepted her trophy. Damn, she looked hot.

Time for the most original costume. They called out, "The lumberjack." That was me. 

I glanced over at Susie who was jumping up and down for me. "I knew it, I knew it, I knew you would win," said a very happy Susie.

I went up and got my trophy and a gift certificate to the Red Lobster for fifty dollars. At least I wouldn't have to argue with Susie where to eat. Susie kissed me when I got back and Brad just shook his head.

After the awards were passed out everyone began dancing again. Superman was dancing with the pussy cat. There was one guy dressed in as a New Years Eve baby. I'm afraid if Susie would have done that to me, we would still be arguing. After a dance with Susie I told her I was going to put our trophy, gift certificate and my tool belt and hat back in the car. On returning I decided to sit and relax on the back patio. There were a few people mingling out there. I just wanted a little fresh air.

As I was sitting there in the semi dark I looked up and there stood the pussy cat. The first thing that came into my mind was Susie coming out and catching us having sex. How stupid could I be?

"Congratulations on winning the most original trophy," she said in a Swedish accent.

She was standing so close that I could see she even shaved the fuzz of her lower belly below the navel. I could also see the knitted part of her suit squeezing her pubic area. I looked up and she kept her face covered. Her nipples were beginning to get hard from the coolness of the evening and were pushing against her knit top. I knew I had to reply and say something to her.

"Congratulations to you too. There is no question you deserved the most sexy costume award."

"Mind if I sit down and join you for a few minutes. I just want to rest and talk with you for a few minutes," she said.

"Me? Why do you want to talk to me?" I asked.

"You're different than most men here. You've been staring at me all night and yet never asked me to dance, not even once. I was wondering why."

What was I supposed to tell her? My wife ordered me not to dance with you. She had a dream that you and I were having sex and is afraid if I danced with you that it would lead to sex? The woman would think I was nuts. So I made up my own story.

"You seemed to have plenty of dance partners. I doubt you sat out very many dances. I must admit though that you were an enjoyment to watch," I said. "I've never seen you here before. Do you work for the company?"

"No, my husband does. I'm here with him. He's dressed as Superman; he calls himself Superstud. He's a salesman and comes into town about once or twice a month. He's been with the company for about six months. We live in Indiana right now." She held out her hand for me to shake. "By the way, my name's Victoria. I come from Sweden and will probably be returning soon."




The Dream



"I'm Jerry, Jerry Mills; my wife Susie works for the company." I reached out and touched a very soft warm hand. "What do you mean you'll be returning to Sweden?" I asked.

"Well, Jerry Mills, my husband has been cheating on me. I figure it's one of the women at this party. I contacted a lawyer and he will start divorce proceedings as soon as I can give him a name. I have proof, just no name to attach to it. I guess I'm not enough woman for him. I don't understand men like him. I give him all the sex he wants and he still cheats on me."

I honestly couldn't picture any man cheating on a woman like this if she's telling the truth. Of course I don't know the particulars of their life but if it had to do with sex, then he needed his head examined.

She continued and told me about some of her proof. I was getting nervous because some of this stuff fit my Susie. It could fit a number of other women too but I was only concerned with Susie. Victoria did tell me that she indeed was a model and that's how she met her husband. He was selling something during one of her shoots. They were married within six months.

As much as I loved staring at Victoria, I was now disturbed. I wanted to go see Susie. I told Victoria it was nice talking to her and headed back inside. I immediately saw Susie who must have been looking for me.

"Where were you? I was looking all over for you," said Susie.

She looked up and in came Victoria. Susie stared at me. "What did you do? You promised not to dance with her or touch her," said a mad Susie.

"I didn't dance with her or have sex with her or anything else. I was sitting on the patio and she came over to me and congratulated me on my trophy."

"I bet she did," yelled Susie.

"Susie, cut it out. I did absolutely nothing wrong. We did talk for a few minutes, and that is all," I said.

"What did you talk about, and exactly who is she?" asked Susie.

"Her name is Victoria and she's married to a Salesman by the name of Ray. At least for now."

"She's married to Ray Monroe? I doubt if hardly anyone knows that. Why would she tell you?"

"She told me that her husband has been cheating on her and she has come to the party to find out who the woman is. When they return to Indiana, she is filing for divorce and moving back to Sweden." I saw Susie turn away rather quickly. God, please don't let it be her.

"Susie, do you want to dance with me?" I asked.

Susie recovered quickly and replied, "Of course, you goof, I love you. Why wouldn't I want to dance with you?"

My mind was fogged by some of the drinking but I held on to my little Susie tightly. I even slid my hands down to her ass cheeks and squeezed. She didn't say a word. After a couple of dances I grabbed a couple of beers and just watched what was happening.

I saw my wife look over at Superman who smiled at her. She turned away and went and talked to Marlyn and Brad. While they were talking and I was drinking, I saw Brad go back up to the pussy cat and asked her to dance. I finished my two beers and went and got another. I knew I had enough but I took one anyway.

Back to the pisser I went. When I came out I saw Susie dancing with Superman Ray, Victoria's husband. I had to wonder if she was dancing with him to warn him. I saw him start to move his hands down to her ass and she pushed them back up. I couldn't take it anymore. I staggered over and the two of them separated.

I swung and cold cocked Superman and he went down. "You son of a bitch, I'll teach you to have an affair with my wife," I said.

I was ready to hit him again when Brad and another guy grabbed my arms. If I wasn't so drunk, they would never have been able to hold me. I turned around and there stood Susie with tears in her eyes.

"Jerry! Ray and I have never had an affair. I swear to you that you are my only lover."

"Then who has he been having the affair with?" I asked. "I may be drunk but I know you know who it is," I replied.

The place around us was completely quiet. I saw Susie look over at Marlyn. No more needed to be said. The look on Marlyn's face told it all.

Brad pushed me aside and called Ray a couple of names himself and hit him two more times before someone else pulled him off the guy.

Susie put her arm around me and said, "Let's go home, Honey. We've had enough excitement for one night."

I was staggering and my little wife helped me to the car. Victoria had a sad look on her face as we walked passed her.

Susie drove and I passed out on the way home. I woke up somewhere during the wee hours of the morning and was still in the car. I went into the house. Susie always left me a nightlight on whenever I fell asleep in the car. I was just too big for her to try to carry in. We had an attached garage and she felt I would be safe out there.

I went into the bedroom and stripped down to my jockey shorts and climbed into bed. Within about two minutes my little Susie was cuddled up to me. I fell asleep again, a somewhat happy man.

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The next morning I woke up rather late in the morning. The kids were already outside doing their thing. Susie was in the kitchen cleaning up. "Morning," I said.

"Good Morning, Honey," said Susie as she poured me a cup of coffee. "Want some breakfast?"

"No, coffee's fine. I guess you have some questions for me, right?" I asked.

"Honey, I'm not mad at you. I am a little disappointed that you would think I would cheat on you. Would you mind telling me where all this suspicion came from?" asked Susie

"Okay, you kind of have to look at it from my perspective to understand what I'm about to explain. Do you think you can do that?"

"Of course I can. I can always see it from your side," she gave me a slight smile.

"Victoria told me her husband was cheating with someone from your office. You're the best looking one there so I was a little suspicious. She mentioned that she found three pair of sexy women's panties under his front seat."

"Okay, I work in the office, but what do the panties have to do with anything?" asked Susie.

"Last week when you dragged me shopping and you bought six pair of sexy panties. You told me you had sure been running through them lately. So, it made me wonder a little more."

"For Pete's sake. The reason I needed panties and they are not sexy, just bikini style, is because instead of pulling them aside, you have a tendency to push your finger up against me through them. After awhile you make holes in them. So it's your fault I need panties. Go on, what else?"

"To me you look sexy in them. There's a couple of things also. First, there is the lipstick trick you do. You know! I wear jockey shorts and you put on fresh lipstick and kiss me down there and leave your lip print. You said that if anyone sees it will know I belong to you. Victoria said her husband had lipstick stains on his underwear. The other thing is when I told you someone was having an affair with Victoria, you turned away. I guess that's when I started putting it all together and then I saw him putting his hands on your ass. That was all it took. I reacted like a good man should."

"Oh, my God, one time I told Marlyn about the lipstick trick. She must have started using it. About turning away, I knew Marlyn went out with him a few times and I told her not to do it. She did it anyway. I guess I was surprised when you said it. As far as his hands on my ass, if you saw it then you know I pushed them back up to my hips. I was telling him to watch it when you came up and hit him. I love you, Jerry. There isn't and never will be anyone else for me.

"All I ask of you is that if you think something is wrong, come to me before accusing me in front of other people."

"You're right, I should have talked to you first but I won't ever apologize for protecting what's mine," I said.

I asked Susie if we could have make up sex and she told me that the kids were home and just outside but we could solve that problem that night. Right then my son walked in and asked if we had a good time at the Halloween party.

Susie told him that I won first place as the best original costume

"Awesome, Dad," he said. "Did you win too, Mom?"

"No, Honey, a woman in a cat costume won," said Susie.

"I bet you were still the prettiest woman there, Mom. You looked awesome when you left, didn't she, Dad?"

What could I say? He was my son talking about his mother in his awesome world. "Your mom was definitely the most beautiful woman there in my eyes. Too bad I wasn't the judge," I told my son as he went back outside.

Susie looked at me. "You're a big liar but I love you anyway," she said as she planted a big kiss to my lips.

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The following week at work was a little rough. Brad said he was staying at his parents' for awhile till he could figure out what to do. He loved Marlyn but didn't know if he could forgive her.

"Brad, it's not my place to tell you what to do but we've been friends a long time. I know that you have cheated on Marlyn a number of times. It's one of these good for the goose, good for the gander with you two. You're both our friends and we won't pick sides. In my book you are both wrong. Maybe you need counseling or at least for both of you to talk out your marital and sexual problems. You have two wonderful kids who need you both. Maybe it's time you both grew up and put each other first."

Epilogue:

It's been about a month since the party. Brad is back at home and he and Marlyn are trying to work things out. Maybe this is what they both needed to find the right course. I sure hope so. They need to work on their marriage.

Susie said that Ray has been in the office twice. He stays away from her and Marlyn. Victoria and Ray are getting a divorce and if I'm not mistaken, Victoria is already headed back to Sweden. For some reason that made my Susie very happy.

It is Saturday and I slept in again. Our kids already left with Susie's Mom and Dad to go to an amusement park overnight tonight. They won't be back till tomorrow afternoon. The house seemed quiet. I could smell the fresh coffee brewing and got up. At the counter in her big bulky robe stood Susie.

"Hi, Handsome. Want some breakfast? I can make you some pancakes," she said. "I had another dream last night. I dreamt you were having sex with a black kitty again."

"Oh, no, not again. We're barely over your last one," I replied. "Why are you so happy about it?"

"I saw this one's face," she said as she dropped her bulky robe. "It was me."

She had on a cat outfit very similar to the one Victoria had on, minus the mask. I'll admit up front that she didn't have the body of Victoria, but she did look good. I could see her braless boobs stretching through the material. Her knit top barely covering them. The bottom portion was just as tight if not tighter. I could see her muff pushing through the knitted material. 

She looked at me as I was staring at her muff. "I trimmed it up and left the peach fuzz below my belly button because I know you like to lightly kiss me there. Do you want to have breakfast or cat sex?" she asked.

We kissed and we walked into the bedroom. We had all day and night to play. I was getting ready to remove my jockeys when she stopped me.

"Wait, Honey, I have to mark my territory," she said as she put on some ruby red lipstick and planted a big kiss on the outside of my jockeys against an already hardening cock.

Is she a crazy blonde? Of course she is, but she's my crazy blonde and she's far from being dumb.

A number of people have said that they thought Susan might have cheated on me.

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To these readers I say, "No, she did not! I know, I wrote the story."

Thank you for reading my story

As always comments are welcome and appreciated.

DG Hear



The Dream



A special writing for Babycakes, whom I love very much.

As the setting sun shines across the calm ocean, casting its wonderful colors on the surrounding area, I find myself drifting off to a wonderful place. I soon find myself in a wonderful dreamland where you are joining me in life. We wake up in the morning or bodies next to each other feeling the warmth, being cooled off by a nice sea breeze blowing through our open door. I open my eyes and see your beautiful face in front of me still sleeping. A smile comes across my face as I lean in to kiss your forehead gently, not wanting to wake you. I want to lay with you and watch you sleep, knowing I will wake this way the rest of my life. I watch your skin as my fingers move across it feeling your softness upon them. 

You start to stir and I tighten my arm around you pulling you closer to me, wanting you to know that I am here with you. I hold you tight to me as I feel your body breathing again kissing your forehead. After a few minutes I move my arm from under you and pull the sheet back to your waist unveiling your beautiful body. With the sun rising and casting its warm glow into the room I decide it is time for you to awaken. 

No sudden awakening though, a nice warm caressing awakening. My lips move to yours as I give you the first of many kisses on your lips for the day. I kiss down your neck to your chest gently letting my tongue flicker across your skin. I can see that you are starting to get aroused as I continue my gentle kissing. My hands begin to caress you body as I continue kissing you working my way down closer to the edge of the sheet. I take my time feeling your body as I sense you waking up. As I touch you, you stretch moving the sheet down a little farther down your body. 

I watch this and move my kissing towards this newly exposed area. I run my hands across your chest feeling now how aroused you have become. I gently give you a good morning caress. My mouth moves across your belly feeling your soft skin against my lips. My tongue flickers across your navel. My hand move down under the sheet and I run it from your knee up to your high thigh. I continue to stroke your leg as you become more and more aware of what is happening. Your body begins to respond to my touch and my mouth move back to yours. I give you a kiss and looking into your eyes say "good morning Babycakes. I love you"

With your eyes open you see the beauty of the morning through the doors. I give you another good morning kiss smiling greeting you to this new morning. My hands continue to feel your wonderful body, as I pull you close to me. You can feel my wanting for you as we lay together tight against each other. A slight moan escapes from between your lips as I move you to your back and move myself on top of you. 

We begin to move together as we are becoming more and more aroused. I can feel your excitement against me and sensing this I slowly move myself to join with you. I can feel you around me as I pause to feel your wonderful warmth. Our mouths meet and out tongues begin to flicker with each other's. I move further into you feeling you open up for me. Another moan escapes your parted lips. I move in and out of you a few times, our bodies moving together. I sense you close to climax and I move into you as far as I can as to aid in your pleasure. 

I quit moving as you climax and you feel my full weight upon you as I put my arms around you. I hold you in my arms until I can feel your body relaxing from your first climax. I use this as my cue to slowly move down your body. My tongue trails my body and you can feel it moving down your body. I pause to take the time to let my tongue run across each nipple and to suckle it with my mouth. My hands are moving up and down your sides with my fingertips gently touching you. I look up at your face and see the beauty that I fell in love with before me. 

I love you Babycakes. 

I move my mouth down as you slowly spread your legs apart for me. I look up once again and tell you that I want to taste you this wonderful morning. My mouth moves down and you can feel my tongue along your upper thighs. With excited anticipation you wait for the feeling you get when my mouth moves across you. You can feel my warm breath against you the instant before my tongue finds its place on you. It moves up and down you getting my first taste of the morning. You taste wonderful baby. My tongue begins to part your wetness as my hands hold your hips gently. 

Your hips start moving as my tongue finds that place that we enjoy so much. I continue at this place until I sense that your climax is nearing. When the time is right I move up your body and slide inside you once again. I can feel you climax with me inside you and this makes me move faster with you. Without hesitation and doubt I move into you as far as I can, and share with you my warmth and wetness. We both lie there basking in our pleasure and our love. I look into your beautiful eyes telling you I love you. 

Breakfast is brought in for us and left in the living room of our wonderful oceanfront villa. Together we walk into the living room hand in hand wondering what we will have to nourish our bodies and regain our strength. We sit down together, my eyes wandering admiring your wonderful body. On the cart before us lie 2 dozen perfect strawberries with a bowl of whip cream. 

I look at you with a little smile on my face and say, "shall we enjoy?" 

We begin to enjoy the strawberries and whipcream alternating feeding each other and enjoying them on each others bodies. After a quick shower and chase around the villa, we embark off on our next adventure, the experience of the local flavors, as well as finding you something comfortable to wear, since one can only stay in a bikini so long.

We reach the local market area of the quaint little island we have made our own. We stroll through the different merchants picking up little trinkets that we can place around to remind us of this wonderful time we have shared. We find a local clothing store and there it is. The perfect little sundress hanging in the window that looks like it was mad just for you. Light pink in color with wonderful light material that will feel wonderful against your skin. I rush you in there to try it on. 

You appear from the dressing room looking like a goddess. The dress just flowing around your wonderful body, showing off your wonderful and very sexy shape. You can see it in my eyes that I like it very much and I can feel a stirring inside me. I approach you and whisper in your ear, I want you right now Babycakes." I back away and smile. "Why don't you just leave the dress on and we can finish our little outing with you wearing it. You disappear back into the dressing room and reappear handing me something. You look at me and say "when here do as the natives do.

I look in the small bag you handed me, seeing that it contains the clothes you wore in. ALL of the clothes you wore in. I glance up at you as you are walking away from me and can see for myself that there is nothing on under the little sundress. You have peeked my attention very much and I hurriedly pay for you new dress. We walk through the market hand in hand and from time to time you take the time to face me and kiss me. My hands run up and down your side as our mouths meet and our tongues entwine. I must have you right now or I feel that I will explode. 

We find a quaint restaurant that is darker than most that we have seen. We move inside and find us a little booth in the back. You slide into the booth before me and I can see that the dress has ridden up just a little bit. Your wonderful legs revealing themselves to me a little bit more. I move next to you and place my hand on your knee gently stroking it. My hand runs down your inner thigh, my fingers lightly running against it. 

I move up towards your wonderful place we love for me to touch so much. You move your hand down to mine and whisper in my ear "Lets save it for a bit later." With that I just rub your thigh feeling the warmth our skin is creating rubbing against each other. After a wonderful meal I ask you if it would be ok that we return to the villa for a little recreation. The afternoon with you and the inability to feel your entire body has brought me to the point of near boiling. 

I whisk you into the room and rush to get you seated on the chair in the living room. I move down to my knees and position myself in front of you looking into your eyes. My hands are placed on your legs and I begin to slide them up. They move up your thighs moving under the sundress slowly sliding it up your legs. My mouth starts to kiss your inner thighs and I hear a slight moan escape from between your lips. 

With my hands I grasp you by the hips and pull you to my mouth. I can immediately tell that the afternoon has gotten you worked up as well. 

"You taste wonderful baby." 

My tongue continues to work itself over you as you grab my head and pull me firmer to you. Your hips begin to move with my tongue as I can hear that you are getting close to climax. I gaze up at your face and can see the pleasure on it. Your breast are showing there approval through the thin material of the dress. We move to the bedroom and continue to make love to each other the rest of the afternoon and into the evening. My love for you has grown so deep it has reached the inner most part of my soul. 

We have a wonderful dinner that night and hold each other for a few hours before moving out to the beach. We lye together in the hammock and slowly drift off to a wonderful slumber. I can hear your breathing and feel your breath. My hands holding you tight against me. The stars are shining bright in the sky above us looking down on us and taking care of us. I love you Babycakes. I kiss you on the forehead and drift off to sleep with you.

There is a loud noise that awakens me. I sit up straight in the chair and see that two boats have had a little trouble. No biggy as this happens all the time down here. I think back in my mind about the dream that I had. What a wonderful dream it was and so lifelike but I was only asleep for a few hours. It seems that it was a whole day. I gather myself and move to my feet and start to walk back towards the room I had on the beach. 

I open the sliding glass door and get myself a beer out of the fridge. I am sitting in the living room when I hear the front door open. I turn around wondering who could be entering. I watch as you appear from behind the door carrying something in your hands. You tell me that since I was napping you went to the local market and found us something special. From within a bag you pull out something. Looking closely it is the dress that I had dreamed about. 

What I had was not a dream but a realization of the future, and of things to come. I love you Babycakes and hope you have enjoyed reading this.



The Dream



She had always wanted to try this: to make herself cum for a complete stranger as he watched without touching her. And she'd always been afraid to do it, for all the obvious reasons. But after chatting with him for all those months, for some reason she felt comfortable with the idea. (Her husband would be SO pissed, if he knew.) 

After he had suggested that she come with an escort, she had accepted his offer to meet him "for a drink" at the Hotel del Coronado. Her best friend, amazed that she could even consider such a thing, had eventually agreed to come along to protect her from such an obviously crazed lunatic.

What her best friend didn't know, what she had "forgotten" to mention, was the fact that this was not, in the strictest sense, their first time. She recalled his breathless watching and enthusiastic urging when she had first masturbated for him on her webcam. When she was finally done, soaked and panting, she was more than a little bit pleased to look at her computer screen and see him stroking himself to a fine, spurting finish as well. She had watched in rapt attention as what seemed a long flood of his hot seed jetted from his rigid penis.

Now, several weeks later, she and her best friend were walking through the lobby to the bar on the left of the front desk, "just to be polite".  The trip over the graceful, curving arch of the bridge and through "downtown" Coronado had been uneventful, if a little bit tense. 

They were both (especially the friend) taken aback when he arose from his table to greet them. Much taller than she had thought, incredibly well dressed, and every inch a gentleman. After being seated by him, they had ordered drinks, and while waiting for them, entered into the normal sort of small talk one engages in when meeting with a pleasant stranger. The sun is low over Point Loma, and shore birds play in the advancing and retreating surf line.

The drinks arrive, and he deftly changes the topic of conversation. She found herself telling him, in the most open manner imaginable, how much she loved being watched. How she had responded to his own orgasm. And how much she wanted to share it with him again, this time in person. 

"Gina!" her friend interrupted, "Are you crazy? You don't even know this guy!" What neither of them knew was that her very prim, proper friend was getting increasingly excited by their conversation. Her friend's breathing had quickened somewhat (which she was controlling with great effort), and she had started to lubricate (which she could not control, but that at least was entirely her own little secret). 

As his flashing eyes and wicked smile were removing any reluctance Gina may have had, her friend was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. 

"Gina, I'm going home now. And if you have any brains at all, you're coming with me!" 

Gina knew that this was the decision point. It only took her a moment to review what she knew to be the truth, and what she really wanted to do. "You go ahead, dear. I'm going to stay here and have another drink with our new friend." 

Casting an unbelieving look at her, Gina's friend turns on her heel and walks out. 

As she turned back to him, she almost fell into his eyes. Dark, happy, and more than a little bit mischievous. They have another drink, and he asks if she would like a little early dinner. 

She demurs, saying "Neither of us came here for the food, did we?" His wicked grin was answer enough. 

They leave the bar, her hand on his arm, looking for all the world like a proper, successful middle-aged couple. Even her wedding ring adds to the illusion. He guides her to a bank of elevators in the "old hotel", and when one of them arrives, presses the button for the uppermost floor.

The carpet is incredibly thick in the hall, and a huge floral arrangement is on a console table in the elevator anteroom. They walk through a soundless passageway to a room, the door of which he opens. Inside she is astonished to see not only the large, lovely room she expected, but also what appears to be a professional photographer's lighting setup, which she did not. For some reason, this is incredibly exciting to her. 

There is a bottle of champagne in one of those fancy silver-plated buckets on the desk, next to a large photo bag.. Wordlessly, he picks up the bottle of champagne, and with a cocked eyebrow, asks if she wants some.

"Sure, why not?" Sipping her champagne, she studies him over the rim of the glass. This is her last chance: get out now, or go through with it. With a soft, secret smile, she makes her decision.

"Won't you excuse me for a minute?", she asks, and goes into the bathroom. Closing the door behind her, she takes a long look at herself in the mirror. "Not bad for a gal on the far side of 45", she thinks. She begins to strip in the most normal, matter of fact manner imaginable. Just like she had every night of her marriage. But not one of those nights had brought her the excitement she'd experienced in the last hour. She was surprised to see her nipples at rigid attention, a sure sign of impending delight.

Stepping out of the bathroom, she succeeds in surprising him. Her wicked grin challenges his own. So far, the only time he has touched her has been to briefly shake her hand in the bar when they entered. "If he's going to jump me, this is time he's gonna do it!" she thinks to herself. She's a little bit disappointed when he smiles broadly at her, sits on the chair at the foot of the bed, and picks up a camera.

Shyly, now that the moment has arrived, she sits on the edge of the huge bed. Her knees locked together, she covers her breasts with both hands. Her eyes at first closed, she opens them to look at him. With a small smile on his face, he patiently waits for her to begin. His interest, his patience, and his total lack of aggression quickly overcome her initial shyness. Legs together, she slowly starts to massage her nipples. 

The little buds stiffen again, and as always, friction on her nipples translates quickly to a tingling between her legs. Eyes closed again, she revels in the sensation her own touch brings. A brief flash is proof that her new friend's camera is working just fine. She smiles as one hand moves down to stroke her belly and her flank. She turns and lies down on the coverlet.

For what seems like hours, but is in reality only about ten minutes, she kneads and strokes her breasts while touching her belly. However, not "down there". Not yet. Until one final tug on a nipple induces what is obviously a minor flood from her vulva. One hand on her breast, a finger on the other slowly traces the valley between her legs. Another flash. Legs parted slightly, she traces the cleft of her sex, once, from bottom to top. At the slightest brush from her fingers, her swelling inner labia moves aside, and a trickle of her own wetness oozes out, down her slit, over the puckered little rosebud of her anus.

Almost of their own volition, her legs spread. She covers her whole opening with one hand, her middle finger pressed down on her cleft. Her hand slowly begins to massage her whole vulva, with most of the pressure coming on her quickly engorging clitoris. Slowly at first, she strokes the moist folds of her pussy, the inner lips and clit quickly engorging. She combs the little lips between her fingers, slides one finger briefly inside. She is not surprised to find that she is absolutely soaking. 

On and on she rubs, her ministrations occasionally punctuated by his electronic flash. The flash, mirrored from a reflector on the opposite side of the bed, fires in near perfect time with her rising need. Harder now, she mashes her clit between her finger and her pubis, that swollen little pearl sending wave after wave of intense pleasure up into her belly. Her need mounts, she can feel the gathering orgasm build deep in her body. Her head arches backward involuntarily, her neck straining. Her mouth twists in near agony, and then.....

She simply erupts. Inchoate moans escape her lips as her hips buck in time to the stroking of her vulva. Spasmodically, her hips grind and jerk, slamming her clit even harder into her fingers. Mindlessly, one hand twists and stretches her labia as the other punishes her clitoris. Wave after wave of the most perfect orgasm wash over her. She has forgotten about him, about the camera: everything fades in the face of this most perfect orgasm. It goes on for about two minutes, but it seems timeless. 

Slowly she returns to reality. The bedclothes are twisted around her, her thrashing legs having disarranged them completely. Her face and chest are completely flushed, and her wetness is slowly seeping into the counterpane. 

It takes her a while to regain her breath (and her composure) enough to actually talk again. "Well, what do you think?" 

Without a word he stands up, removes his clothes and moves to the side of the bed. His stiff, swollen manhood suddenly the focus of all her attention. Gently he grasps her legs, pulls them towards him and over the edge of the bed. Widely spread, her throbbing pussy is right on the edge of the bed. "He's going to fuck me now. I knew it!"

"What's fair is fair" he says. And begins stroking his already swollen penis, barely a foot from her face. 

"Let me" she begs, but he just smiles at her and shakes his head. 

His own pre-cum has completely lubricated his shaft and quickly and spasmodically he comes to an incredibly rapid orgasm of his own. Hot jets of his seed splash across her front, one squirts directly at her wet, swollen cunt. Finally, he sits down next to her.

He asks "You didn't happen to bring along any toys, did you?" 

"No", she replies both surprised and saddened. 

"Well I have this little present for you."  Going over to his photo bag, he slowly withdraws the biggest damn dildo she has ever seen. Her eyes widen with shock, excitement, and a little bit of fear. 

Wordlessly, he hands her the huge intruder, gently presses her back onto the bad, and with one hand begins to wipe his cum from her. Some he massages into her vulva, but most of it is used to anoint and lubricate the obscene plastic dong.

Than he hands it to her, and reaches again for his camera.......



The Dream



Have you ever had a dream that seemed so real that you could almost touch it, taste it and smell it? That was how real this seemed to me... or did it really happen? 

I was walking though a shopping center. This was a truly posh kind of place with various little shops that sell trinkets and things that you usually wouldn't buy, but are presented in such a way that causes you to buy it just "because". 

There were also little bread shops and cafes that had luscious odors emanating from each shop that melded together to entice appetites and overwhelm the senses. 

I had made several small purchases and just seemed to be wandering through the shopping center with a small smile on my lips when I started to notice that not all of the shops were selling things. 

Some places indeed seem to be areas where people lived. In thinking about this, I couldn't image what it would be like to live in such an environment. 

A thought crossed my mind that this was rather odd and that I had never been in a shopping center before that had combined such as mix of shops and living areas. 

I saw a man who was just coming out of one of those apartments like places and he proceeded to walk in the general direction I that I was going. I took little notice as I had spotted a café where I could get a glass of wine and an appetizer and just relax. 

The hostess seated me at a secluded back booth and handed me a menu. I notice that the man who had exited the apartment area had stopped as well and approached me at the table. 

He smiled and said that he couldn't help but notice me as I walked by and wanted to know if he could join me and buy me a drink. I returned the smile and nodded yes to his requests. 

He placed an order for a bottle of wine, red at my request, as well as for a variety of cheeses, fruits and bread. The order arrived minutes later and we made a friendly toast to each other's health and good fortune. 

The two of us spent the next hour or so sipping wine and nibbling on the assortment of cheeses and fruits. The wine had been an excellent suggestion and not only blended with but complimented the cheese selections. This resulted in a wonderful blending of tastes and seemed to further reinforce that unworldly atmosphere that seemed to be engulfing me. 

We engaged in some minor little small talk but nothing at all memorable. Our conversation avoided anything that was at all personal or controversial and focused on a variety of neutral topics, all of which was never the less, quite pleasant. 

I don't know if it was the wine or the hypnotic tone to his voice but I found myself becoming quite horny as the conversation continued.

After quite a while of drinking wine, savoring the melded flavors of the cheeses and the fresh fruit, he smiled at me again and asked if I would like to see his place. I nodded my acceptance of his suggestion. 

He moved a little closer to me in the booth and placed his hand on the small of my back gently guiding me out of the booth and out of the café. Although his touch on my back was nothing more than firm yet gentle pressure, I couldn't help the fact that I felt a quick rush of heat to my private parts. With his hand still resting on the small of my lower back, I was surprised to find myself walking just a little faster than I normally would. 

We got to the entrance to his apartment, entered the expansive lobby, and then took a small elevator up to his floor. After a brief walk down a lushly carpeted and tastefully decorated hallway, we got to his apartment door. He opened the door and ushered me into his apartment.

The room was decorated in shades of red and was very small in dimensions. There was a set of steps in the back of the room. A red velour couch was the prominent fixture of the room. He asked me to sit down on the couch and excused himself as he climbed the stairs. 

The air smelled of a mixture of potpourri scents. I found this to be a very relaxing environment. I sat down and began to get comfortable when he returned down the stairs with a bottle of wine and two glasses. 

He didn't say a word but simply sat down next to me on the couch, opened the bottle, poured the wine and handed me a glass. As we sipped the wine I began to notice that I was watching his mouth as he was drinking. He noticed my attention as well and moved closer to me on the couch, kissing me lightly on the lips and then the neck. 

My body arched closer towards him. He surprised me by standing up and reached to the side of the couch as he pushed a hidden button on the couch that allowed a bed to lower into the room from it's concealment inside of one of the walls. 

The bed seemed to take up the entire room, becoming the entire focus and purpose to the room. The bed was covered with luxurious soft red velour spread and we lowered ourselves to the bed locked in a deep kiss. 

The kiss seems to draw me into a tunnel that seemed to be all consuming. Our lips melded together, creating electricity that sent sparks flying into my nipples and clit. 

I scarcely notice his hands as they began moving all over my body from my breasts, hips and finally to my clit that was becoming increasingly wetter with anticipation. His hands moved to my blouse, unbuttoning the buttons with a smooth, fluid motion just as his hips moved towards me, pushing his already hard cock against my still clothed but dripping wet cunt. 

I started to unbutton his pants, unzipping them with shaking hands and freeing his hard, throbbing cock. He let out a groan of pleasure and anticipation that made my cunt flood with juices in anticipation. 

His lips suddenly left mine and moved to my now exposed breasts and their hard nipples. He started to suck the right breast softly at first and then harder using his teeth to further tease the nipple. His hands teased my left nipple by rolling it between his fingers until I started to cum from the stimulation, grinding myself into his cock. 

I rubbed myself into his groin, trying to get his cock to enter my extremely wet and ready cunt. As I began to cum on from the stimulation he was providing my nipples, he rewarded my by slowly pushing his cock, slowly but forcefully, deep into my cunt. His cock was immense and hardly seemed to be able to fit into me. 

Slowly he pushed forward into me, inching his thick member into my wet and willing orifice. 

I felt his throbbing cock now inside of me and we seemed to move as one to get his cock fully buried into me. I came again and I was scarcely able to breath. He began to thrust gently yet purposefully and I began to feel his cock swell to even larger dimensions. 

It wasn't too long before I felt him cumming inside of me. He came so deeply in me that I could feel the jets of his cum squirting right onto my cervix. He kept coming for what felt like a wonderful, blissful eternity and I could feel his cum begin to pour out of my body. Soon after he finished cumming inside of me, he looked deeply into my eyes and told me that he needed to fuck my ass as well.

He pulled out of me and quickly turned me over, pulling me onto my knees. There was no need for lubrication as his cum had mixed with my juices that had dripped all over my ass. 

Again, he was gentle but forceful, pushing his still erect, hard cock into my ass. I found myself pushing back against him, helping him penetrate my ass completely with the full length of his thick cock. 

As soon as he became fully buried in me I found myself cumming for a third and final time. I was soon rewarded with him cumming for the second time, filling my ass with his cum. He cock continued to throb inside my ass as his low guttural groans emanated from his throat for several minutes. 

Only then did he pull out of me and lie sweaty and spent next to me. I could feel his sticky warm cum oozing out of my orifices with my fingers and managed a satisfied smile as I drifted off to sleep next to him.



The Dream



I was awakened by a noise near the window. It was a strange sound, like some one trying to climb through without disturbing the blinds. Then I heard the sound of a foot stepping on the thick carpet, then another. The window was ever so quietly closed.

"Hello?" I said softly.

"Hello." a sultry quiet voice came back at me.

I could hear soft breathing and the sound of some one stepping lightly to the foot of the bed.

"Lora?" I asked uncertainly.

"No." the voice replied. It was a familiar voice, but I couldn't place its owner. She must have been staring at me because the hair was rising on the back of my neck.

"I don't frighten you?" She asked in surprise.

"Not really... Should you?" I answered.

"When most people see...".

"I'm blind.". I interrupted.

I could hear her step around to the side of the bed to get a closer look. She was close enough for me to smell her perfume, but still out of reach.

"Then you can't see any thing?" she asked from just out of my reach.

"No." I said.

I felt the air move in front of my face and assumed she was passing her hand in front of my eyes. "Satisfied?" I asked irritably. Who was this woman and what was she doing here, and where was Lora?

"I guess I am." she said softly.

"Who are you? Your voice sounds familiar." I said.

She laughed softly. The sound was like nothing I'd ever heard. There was some thing... erotic about it. It held a hint of... orgasms? "A friend, I hope." she whispered.

"But... who?" I asked again.

There was a new sound. It sounded like clothes rustling. Was she undressing? No... couldn't be.

"See if this jogs your memory." she whispered from very close. Before I could react her lips were gently brushing mine. They were warm velvet, soft and supple and a little wet. My mind said back away, but my cock said stay put. In a moment her tongue flicked at my closed lips as if knocking on a door. I answered.

My mouth was filled with heat and the smooth wet tongue. It probed and slipped and caressed and made me instantly hard. Then it went away.

"Know who I am yet?" she said with that laugh.

"But your not... real. You're just a dream... some thing I can't have." I said.

The sheet was gently drawn back and a small chuckle came from her throat as she said"Oh my... you are interested aren't you?".

"Well, I might be blind but I'm not made of wood." I answered a little impatiently. I was beginning to get bored with this little game.

Suddenly she straddled my hips and grabbed my wrists and pinned them to the mattress. She was very strong, I couldn't move. There was heat in front of my face, and she was chuckling again.

"Let me introduce my self." she whispered from above me. The heat in front of me got closer and some thing brushed my lips. As it slowly drew across my lower lip I recognized it, it was a nipple. I sucked it in to my mouth greedily and closed my teeth on it so it couldn't escape. A slow sigh came from above as I flicked the very tip of it once... twice... then let my tongue start flicking it harder and sucking for all I was worth. The rest of the breast was suddenly being pushed into my mouth and I did as much as I could to let it in. I ran my tongue over as much of it as I could reach. every so often flicking at the nipple. Another sigh, and another breast.

"This ones jealous she whispered."I treated it to the same bathing I had given the other one, drawing a small moan from its owner.

Suddenly she pulled it away and started franticly kissing my neck and chest. she let my hands free and licked and sucked my nipples with the same fever as she had my neck. She was kissing and licking her way down my belly and I was beginning to feel the first throb of the building explosion. I fought it down as hard as I could, but when those now red hot lips closed over the head of my cock I knew it wouldn't be long. She sucked hard on just the head, flicking the tip with her tongue. I brushed her hair out so it was spread over my legs and hips. It was long and silky and felt fantastic as it brushed and tickled my skin.

She took a deep breath and literally swallowed my cock whole. I could feel it slid into her throat and her breath blowing my pubic hair as she breathed. Slowly... so very slowly she slid back up my cock, her tongue massaging the shaft as she went. After repeating that several times she stopped at the head and opened her mouth. She chuckled as her tongue lapped at the small amount of pre-orgasmic fluid. Then she laughed again and asked in a thick husky voice"did that make you remember any thing?".

This wasn't possible, I had dreamed this only last night. Only with Lora, but this wasn't Lora.

"I don't know what to say...""then don't talk... fuck." she laughed as she slid back up the bed. In an instant I was buried in her. She swiveled and rocked as she tried to push every last bit of me inside her. With a strength and speed I couldn't fathom she rolled us over and I was on top of her, my cock still further inside her than I thought possible.

I slipped my arms under her knees and bent her legs over her body, allowing even deeper penetration.

"That's it!" she whispered. "Crawl inside.".

I started a smooth rhythmic stroking that brought the head to the berry mouth of her, then buried my full length. As the speed increased so did her breathing and soon both our chests were heaving with exertion.

"Don't cum in my pussy, cum in my mouth." she said breathlessly. I stopped and pulled out, then spun so my face was over her pussy. She reached under me and guided my cock into her mouth and slid her hands up over my ass so she could pull me down.

At the same time I put my lips to her pussy, my head already drunk with the musky aroma of her juices. 

To my surprise there was absolutely no hair, just hot wet flesh. My fingers pulled the lips open and without any warning I clamped my lips on her clit and madly flicked it and sucked it till I heard her breathing becoming ragged and my pubic hair getting wet from the hot breath escaping her nostrils. The whole time she was ramming my cock into her throat till she nearly choked, then letting it slid part way out, only to be slammed in again.

I slipped a finger into her ass so I could feel what her muscles were doing and started to drive my tongue as far inside her as it would reach while I finger fucked her tight ass.

When I felt her muscles begin to tighten I froze, bringing a whimper from her full throat. But she slammed me in to her mouth even harder, whimpering at every withdrawal.

I suddenly went to her clit again and flicked it hard and fast as my finger was once again driving in and out of her ass. I slipped a second finger in and earned a throaty scream of pleasure, as much as she could scream with my cock filling her throat.

When I switched back to slipping my tongue into her again she started to buck her hips and suddenly my fingers were crushed together as her ass clamped down to hold them in place, and I knew what was coming.

She pulled my cock into her mouth one last time, driving it right to the very base and holding it there. Then my mouth filled with the hot sticky musk of her orgasm. The purely animal sounds that escaped her driving me over the edge. I was sure I would drown her as I fired spurt after spurt into her mouth. She pushed me back just a little so she could swallow, then even farther back and slammed me in again with a whimper.

Her cum had filled my mouth and was running down my chin as I fought to swallow fast enough, fearing my own drowning death.

After a few minutes I pulled my cock out of her mouth and rolled over onto my back in near exhaustion. She turned around and lay partially on top of me, kissing my wet lips and chin, lapping up her own juices and softly chuckling. After a while our breathing became normal again and she kissed me again, her tongue saying it's good byes to mine. Then she got up.

"God... who are you?" I whispered.

"Does it matter?" she asked softly.

"I guess not... but why are you here?" I asked.

"You'll find out in just a few minutes, but I must go now." she answered.

But... why..." I started to ask. But the cold breeze and the sound of the window closing told me that she was gone.

When the phone rang I almost didn't answer it, but it might be important...

"Hello?" I said in a thick voice.

"Honey?" Lora said. "You won't believe the dream I just had. I was climbing in your window for some reason... and God the sex we had... Can I come over?



The Dream



(Dream or Reality?)

Once again I lay down in my lonely bed, wishing you were here to hold and love me. With your name on my lips, I fall into a dreamless sleep.

I awake with a start. I feel soft lips covering mine in a gentle kiss, hands moving over my bare breasts in a caress. Without opening my eyes, I know it is you. I don't know how, I don't care how. Somehow you have come home to me.

I lift my legs around your waist, as I feel your hard cock pressing against the entrance to my body. My arms wrap around your neck as you deepen the kiss. I feel your tongue pressing lightly at my closed lips and moan as I slowly open my mouth to admit your probing tongue. Your tongue sweeps in, moving lightly over my tongue as it duels playfully with your own. My moans match yours as I press my body more intimately against yours.

I kiss you back with all the love I feel in my body. I have waited so long for this moment.

Your name leaves my lips as I feel you slowly penetrate my body. "Yes...Oh yes..." I moan feeling you fill me with your heat.

I feel your lips move from mine down towards my breasts. Your breath sends shivers through my body as you nuzzle my flesh with your lips. "I love you baby." You whisper against my skin as you bury yourself completely inside me.

I whimper in dismay when I feel you start to leave me. Then squeal in delight when you suddenly slam your body back into mine. "Feel me baby. Feel me deep inside you. Feel what I have waited so long to give you." You growl as you thrust your hips slowly against me.

"I do..." I scream holding you close even as our bodies rock slowly together. We both want this to last, neither one of us wants to believe that this is only a one night thing. We want to believe that we will be together forever as we have always promised each other we will be. 

"Oh love me." I cry as I meet you thrust for thrust. My hips rising against you as you start moving faster and harder inside me. I can feel your balls slapping against my ass as you pound your body hard against mine. Impaling me repeatedly with your hot flesh.

"Oh honey, I love you so much it hurts." You cry as your hands grip my ass-cheeks, pulling me tightly against you as you force your hard cock deep into me. 

I can feel my orgasm rising forcefully and rapidly over me as we strain our bodies violently against each other. Both of our breaths are coming out in pants and moans. "Fuck me, Oh fuck me." I scream as my body suddenly convulses around you. "I'm Cummmmminnnngggg..."

My feet dig into your ass as my nails rake down your back. "Ffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuccccccccckkkkkkkkkk..." You scream at the pain of my nails while at the same time you slam your cock harder into my body. Almost as if you are trying to punish me for the pain that I gave you. 

I scream in pleasure as you ride my body hard with your own. Then suddenly you begin to empty yourself deep inside me. "Take it honey. Take the prize that I have for you." You pant against my breast thrusting hard into me as you empty your balls.

"Give it to me...Give me all that you have." I scream as my body once again convulses in release. When it is over, you collapse against me. My name is on your lips; my heart is beating wildly against your own.

Afterwards, you roll off of me, holding me close in your arms. I hear you tell me you love me as if from a distance as I once again fall into sleep.

I awake to sunshine streaming through the window. I know without looking at your side of the bed that it will be empty. Just like so many lonely nights, you are not there beside me. You are far away. Once again it was a dream, a dream I have had many times before as I wait for you to be able to come home to me.

Tears stream down my cheeks as I look around the empty room.

Suddenly I realize that something seems different this time. It isn't the same as the other times the dream had plagued me.

I can still smell your scent on my body and on the sheets. Looking over, I see the indent on the pillow from where you rested your head the night before. Reaching between my legs, I can feel your cum mixed with my juices as it leaks from my body.

As I sit in the sunlit room, I wonder... It was a dream...Right?

The End



The Dream



Kyle was back home in Orlando and working at his home store on International Drive. His schedule was all over the map as he working a close one day and an opening the next with some mids thrown in for good measure. His sleep cycle was in chaos and while today was an opening and the sun was just about to set all Kyle could think of was getting some sleep. The apartment complex that he lived in was called Summer Breeze and it was a series of buildings seventeen in all that were built around the common areas of the complex. So the basketball courts, tennis courts, swimming pool were surrounded by the apartment buildings themselves. The main building at the front that opened onto the lake held not only the management offices but the television and computer room as well as the gym and laundry room. His building was number seven and was at the edge of a good sized lawn where the guys played either football or soccer. Each building held twenty four apartments set in groups of four around a tower that had two flights of stairs that led to the second floor. Kyle climbed out of his silver sports car and began the walk around the side of one of the buildings to the inner set of apartment that faced the playing field. As he rounded the side of the building where his apartment was located he noticed movement in the apartment below his own. Several cardboard boxes could be seen through the open shades of the living-room windows and a rather attractive woman walking among the maze that she had created in her new place. A smile spread across his lips as he saw her head towards the front door through one of the windows. The path that he was on would take him pass her door as he headed to his bachelor pad above her.

"Hi." He said as she made her way across her porch so that she could step on to the sidewalk that wrapped its way around the side of the building towards the parking lot.

"Hi." She said back. "I finished moving in this morning."

"Oh cool, I live above you. My name is Kyle." He said sticking his hand towards her. 

"My name is Alaghon." She replied shaking his hand lightly. 

Her name rolled off her tongue but Kyle did not try to say it. He was trying to decide what race she was not that it matter to him since he was an equal opportunity dater. Her skin was dark but her eyes were green and had a slight slant to them. They could be contacts but Kyle did not think so since he could not see any tell-tale ring around her pupils. She could have been Latina but there was no trace of an accent and her skin may have been tanned but he would have to see her naked to find any tan lines.

"That is a beautiful name where is it from? Say it again." He said still holding her hand and smiling down at her. 

"Alaghon. Sorry I can't stay and talk, I'm late for work." She said as she started to walk away from him."

"Where do you work Alaghon?" Kyle asked thinking that she was in the food industry as well using her name so that he could remember it. 

"I just started at the Platinum Nipple, tonight is my first night and I am so nervous. Maybe you can come and give me some support if you have no other plans." She said still walking towards the parking lot. 

"Platinum Nipple? I am not familiar with that." Kyle said his booted foot resting lightly on the bottom step of the wooden stairs leading up to the second floor. 

"It's a strip club on O. B. T." She said just before she rounded the corner of the building. 

O. B. T. stood for Orange Blossom Trail and it was where most of the strip clubs in town where located. All of the gentlemen's club in town had been around for at least ten years and were own by the same company. Kyle had been to a couple of them over the years but he did not remember one called the Platinum Nipple. He put it out of his mind as he entered his apartment and removed his chef jacket and threw it across the room onto the leather sofa. Passing under the flat screen mounted on the wall Kyle flicked the on button and the wide screen flashed to life. It was on E. S. P. N. and the show Sportscenter was on but Kyle did not see it as he had entered the bathroom where he quickly stepped into the tub for a shower.

When he had finished he reentered the living room and settled down on the sofa to catch up on the day's sports news. 

"Alaghon; Alaghon; Alaghon." He repeated several times under his breath.

Soon he was asleep and started to dream about his new neighbor with the strange name. 

The parking lot of the Platinum Nipple was packed with cars of all kinds and the three valets were busy giving tickets to arriving customers and taking their cars to the ones that were leaving. Kyle pulled up in front of the double glass doors with mirror tint in his silver mustang convertible and climbed out. He left the engine running and took the small yellow ticket from the young blonde woman who immediately jumped into the car and roared away leaving a small pile of rubber on the asphalt and a faint smell of burnt tires. She was wearing a rather tight white t-shirt that hugged her ample sized breasts and were squeezing her harden nipples. As the woman stepped pass him Kyle glanced at her black daisy dukes that were riding up her ass crack and his cock got hard instantly as the car pulled away rapidly.

Turning towards the doors Kyle began to walk the few feet in their direction when they were opened from the inside by a slender black woman wearing a sleeveless tuxedo shirt and a pair of black lace thong panties. Kyle didn't look to see what kind of shoes she had on the ends of her long legs as his eyes were glued to the lace panties and the short hairs that poked out from beneath them. Stepping into the well lit foyer Kyle saw another white woman similarly dressed in a tuxedo shirt and lace panties standing behind a counter crowned with a cash requestor and several fliers for other clubs. 

"Welcome to Platinum Nipple; have you been here before?" Said the dark haired beauty looking at him from behind the counter.

"No this is my first time here." Kyle said reaching into his left front pocket for his money clip. 

The black woman that had held the door opened for him walked around him a few of his dreadlocks in her hands as she rounded the end of the counter.

"I like your hair; how long have you been growing them?" She asked after Kyle had gotten a good looked at her bare back and rounded globes of her shiny ass cheeks divided by the thin black string.

"About twelve years." Kyle said simply looking from one woman to the other as they smiled at him.

"Twelve years wow." The black one said ringing a few strands of her own hair around a couple of her fingers. 

"The cover is thirty bucks." Her partner said when she had a chance. 

"Thirty bucks? That's pretty high isn't it? I mean this is Orlando and we have the pastes and the girls having to wear thongs and g-strings." Kyle said peeling the bills off for her and sliding them across the counter.

"Well we do not serve any alcohol just sodas, juices, and bottled water which are on the house so the dancers can be totally nude." She said matter of factly. 

As she was explaining the reasoning for the high cover charge the inner set of mirrored double doors opened and a group of several females exited the club and made their way to the exterior and their cars. Kyle could not help but watch the women as they were leaving the establishment. Some of the ladies were in tight jeans and others were in short skirts but all of them were buttoning their blouses and trying to straighten up their hair as the black doorwoman hurried to get the door for them.

Kyle raised an eyebrow but said nothing as she followed the blonde into the interior of the club. The music hit him before he stepped through the second set of doors and allowed his eyes to adjust to the lower light setting around him. The doorwoman took the arm of a nearby drinkgirl and whispered into her ear for a few seconds before she returned to her duties in the foyer behind him whispering in his ears as she passed. 

"Have fun." She said a huge grin on her face.

Kyle looked over his shoulder as she left the room and smiled as well when he saw her disappearing rear end. Turning around Kyle saw that the drinkgirl was waiting for him and she waved her arm for him to follow her. The short Latina wore a white lace corset that cupped her smallish breasts and black lace thongs that accentuated a fat dimpled ass. She led him to the VIP room on the other side of the space that they were currently in stepping nimbly around tables and chairs that were filled with patrons and dancers in various stages of undress. Kyle glanced around him as he went and saw his new neighbor on the main stage but she did not see him as she had her back to him as another man was sticking some green bills into the garter belt around her left thigh. Nearby a few of the dancers were sitting on laps and grinding in time to the rap music that was blaring from speakers that seemed to be all around him. 

Kyle quickly climbed the two steps that led up to the tables and soft leather booth seats behind the nearly naked woman ahead of him. Sitting in a low leather seat that had been pushed under the edge of the stage that the dancers worked on Kyle swung around to face the waiting girl. 

"I'll have a coke thanks." Kyle said his eyes roaming the full figured body next to him.

As she turned to walk away from him to get his soft drink Kyle thought he saw a cock peeking out from the top of the lace panties but then she was gone and Kyle shrugged it off to a trick of the light and nothing more than a shadow. Finally alone in the club Kyle looked around him. Naked Alaghon was still on the other side of the stage since that was where most of the patrons were seating so he spun his seat around noticing for the first time a dark blue curtain across an open doorway behind him. The walls were covered in mirrors and a disco ball hanging over the middle of the main stage threw dots of coloured lights all over the large room. 

"There you are sir." Said a voice behind him. 

The Latina had turned with his coke and Kyle reached into his pocket for a dollar to tip her with while he looked to see if he had indeed seen a cock in her thongs. There it was slightly darker that her stomach and her balls were hanging on either side of her skimpy black panties. Kyle's heart was in his throat as he gently tossed the greenback onto her circular tray hoping that he could leave the room before Alaghon saw him. 

"Shit." Kyle mumbled to himself as he saw his neighbour moving towards him across the top of the stage only high heels and a garter belt in the familiar colours of the club.

Rubbing his hands on his jean covered thighs Kyle felt his dick getting hard despite what his mind was telling him while he watched the dark haired woman dance close towards him. Kyle fought a war with himself that he knew he was going to lose as he tried to keep his eyes focused on the dancing tits and the dark nipples pierced with gold bars getting larger in his vision. Alaghon swatted down in front of him her thighs flayed open to the sides around his head her feet firmly on the floor in her red high heel stilettos. 

"Hi Kyle. I knew that you wouldn't let me face this alone thanks." Alaghon said a smile appearing on her lips not moving from her position before him. 

Kyle dug in his pocket for another dollar and tried to find her garter without looking for it but Alaghon was not helping him insert it. Inhaling deeply Kyle lowered his eyes toward the cock hanging from between her legs and left the bill under the white and black lacy garter but his eyes were fastened on the hard man meat before him. It was slightly thicker than his and about two more inches longer as it pointed skyward. Kyle could see two fat lips under the erect shaft that formed an impossible pussy. Looking closer the black chef saw that her cock was positioned where her clit would have been and perhaps it was a clit....a twelve inch long two inch wide clit complete with one unblinking eye.

"Oh my god." Escaped Kyle's lips; his breath suddenly becoming laboured.

"I'll be down soon my set is almost over." She said rising slowly to her feet Kyle's eyes still staring at her large erection. 

Several hands started to caress his shoulders as Alaghon twisted and turned her body in time to the fast paced music in front of him. Spinning around in his chair Kyle saw three women in front of him. 

"Pamela the doorwoman sent us; she said that this is your first time to the Nipple." Said one woman who slide her lithe naked body into the empty seat next to him, her gold extensions pulled behind her neck in a ponytail. 

Her body was silky smooth and well toned as she had removed all her hair below her neck. Her cock was small but thick and she took Kyle's hand in hers and placed it around the brown coloured shaft. It felt strange for Kyle to have a cock other than his in his hands but he did not remove his hand from the blood filled organ of the black woman who owned it a silver navel ring catching his eye as it contrasted sharply against the chocolate coloured flesh. 

A tall latina started dancing to the Prince tune that began to fill the air her slender body moving between his knees her white gown flowing behind her from her shoulders. She had many tattoos plainly visible on various parts of her body. A multicoloured sun with eight rays was inked around her navel with the ray pointing down to her cock twice as long as the others; a purple and blue butterfly lay on the top of her right hip and a tribal arm band was wrapped around her upper left arm. As she danced in the slightly cool air the spicy woman's cock grew while Kyle was watching her moving with the slow song. Her slender fingers lightly caressed her equally slender body from her small girlish breasts to the delicate skin forming the roundness of her paunch. 

Her cock was long and thin and seemed to call to Kyle but he did not move. He turned to look at the black dick that he found himself playing with and curled his fingers around it as she started to stroke the small black cock with his left hand. He felt two hands moving over his jean covered hips towards the bulging cock that was outlined by the tight blue material that he was wearing. 

Looking down Kyle saw two white hands with red nails unbuckling his pants and reach into them to free his straining erection. On his right side saw a woman with the biggest tits he had even seen. They were bigger than his head and the nipples were as small as pinheads in the center of pale pink areolas. Her stomach was flat as she bent over towards him with her legs crossed at the thighs her cock pulling its way through them. She reached into his grey coloured briefs and gripped his cock in both her hands one of them going all the way inside his underwear to cup his balls while the other twisted and squeezed the head of his cock. 

The latina in front of him slipped her gown from her strong shoulders and draped it over his leg. She turned around and swayed her shapely butt in his face before she bent at the waist and slapped a cheek hard with one hand then slapped the other one just as hard. Keeping her hands on her ass she pulled the cheeks apart as she curled her body up towards her shiny cock her hairless balls still hanging loosely on either side of the massive dick. Sticking her tongue out she licked the head of her own dick as she painted the gland of the organ wet. 

"So you could not wait for me Kyle." Said a voice that Kyle knew belonged to Alaghon.

The dark skinned beauty with the green eyes stepped close to the doubled over latina who straighten up as the red heels moved into her vision. The two women kissed deeply with their tongues in each others mouths and Kyle imaged that his neighbour was tasting the latina's cock in that kiss. 

"This your boyfriend Alaghon?" She asked after their lips parted with a pop.

Alaghon did not reply right away but cast her eyes at Kyle who was still sitting with his cock in the hands of another dancer who had completely removed it from his underwear and was starting to lower her mouth towards it. The black woman on his left covered his hand around her prick with one of hers and started to jerk herself off with his hand as she looked at the new girl standing not too far from her.

"I don't know yet but I'm working on it." She finally answered as she locked eyes with Kyle.

"You don't have to work at it just stick your cock up his ass and he'll love you forever." Her accent thick on her tongue as saliva flowed down her chin.

Looking down Alaghon took the Latina's hard dick in her hands to that its owner had to turn to face the seated man watching them. 

"Isn't this a pretty cock Kyle?" She asked him her eyes flickering to his dick that was still being handled by the blonde on his right. 

Kyle did not have to look at his penis to know that a drop of pre-cum was glistening the head of his member. 

"Ye ye yes it is Alaghon." Kyle stammered not knowing where to look.

"What about mine is it beautiful also?" She continued beginning to stroke the cock in her hands as Kyle's hands moved over the woman's cock seating on his left. 

"Stop teasing him Alaghon. Take him in the back room and go balls deep in him." The dancing latina said as the song ended and she pulled her cock out of Alaghon's hands and sat on Kyle's leg. 

"So to speak." She added suddenly remembering that Alaghon did not have balls.

She pulled the inside of her black and white garter belt away from the skin of her thigh as she looked into Kyle's eyes. The blonde was forced to released her grip on the black cock that was in her hands and sat back to stroke her own fat uncut cock slowly as she spun in her chair to watch the brunette dancer on the stage. Kyle removed a ten dollar bill from his money clip and put it in the garter dragging his fingers along the smooth thigh as he pulled his hand away. Kyle's neighbour bent over in front of him her breasts hanging below her chest as she put her hand around the throbbing cock before her while the other rested on his shoulder.

"Come into the back room with me." She said her head close to Kyle's ear so that she could talk under the loud music.

"Ya lets." The latina added suddenly jumping up from her seat on Kyle's leg and almost ran towards the navy blue curtain and the back room beyond not waiting for Kyle to answer.

Alaghon stood next to him and looked quickly at the other woman on Kyle's left who nodded and stood as well taking Kyle's hand in hers. Kyle got to his feet slowly trying to put his cock inside his bikini briefs and zip up his jeans before they fell around his ankles. Following his neighbour and the short black chick to the room that the latina had already entered Kyle walked slowly wondering what was going to happen behind the veil like curtain. 

The back room was about half the size of the room that they had just left and was filled with endless leather sofas along the walls while several leather love seats were placed across the space between. The walls of the room were covered with mirrors as was the ceiling while the same song was playing on the four speakers placed in the corners of the room. The latina had taken a seat along the black sofa along the left wall about half way into the room. She was sitting with her butt on the edge of the leather cushion and had her long legs and black high heels stretched out before her while her head was resting on the back of the sofa. Her shiny black hair flowed over her shoulders and fell across her small breasts and dark areolas while her cock stood hard and proud between her legs as it pointed straight above her. The race less one jumped down amid her friend's thin thighs taking the long pretty cock in her full lips looking at Kyle who sat on the sofa next to them. The naked black dancer pulled his jeans and grey underwear down his legs removing them and his white nike sneakers at the same time. Unbuttoning his black shirt with the blue dragon Kyle dropped it on the floor as the latina putted her right hand behind his head and pushed him towards her groin where half her cock was pass Alaghon's thick red lips. 




The Dream



Alaghon took the cock out of her mouth and held it before Kyle's mouth as the latina forced his head lower. As the male organ made its way into his throat Kyle felt what he knew was the lips of the black woman with the small dick around his steel like member. Her jewelry flashing in the flicking lights just out of his vision as her strong fingers cupped his balls while her head bobbed up and down on his erection her tongue licking the underside of his shaft. As Kyle enjoyed his blowjob he found that he was doing to the cock in his mouth what he was feeling on his dick. His tongue was sticking out between his lips and was flicking ever so gently around the slit on the top of the dick that his neighbour Alaghon was holding for him as she reached forward and took one of the latina's balls into her mouth and started to suck on it. 

Kyle grabbed the base of the cock that he was sucking in his left hand and pulled the skin tight around the blood filled tissue underneath. Slowly he lowered his mouth and lips around the thick shaft knowing that the latina and his new neighbour were watching him. The inches disappeared up his throat as he tried to swallow it all but he was only about half way when the thin cock reached the back of his throat and he gagged on the flesh. 

Pulling it from his mouth Kyle shifted his left leg under him on the black leather of the sofa enabling him to bend further. The black dancer robbed of a cock to suck moved behind him trailing her fingernails up his leg and across his backside as she positioned her body and aimed her short cock at his puckered asshole. Kyle felt a glob of spit hit the target and hands reposition his hips seconds before warm man meat forced it way inside of him.

Kyle did not react but moaned loudly as the dick in his ass retreated then quickly entered him again. He kept looking at the longer cock that had been in his mouth now between the full lips of Alaghon who give it back to him with a smile. She straighten her long naked legs and disappeared from his view but he soon felt her forcing her way under his stomach toward his swollen penis. As she swallowed his big cock Kyle felt the metal ball rub against him. Surrounded by erections and hard-ons Kyle took the long thin one of the latina into his mouth as Alaghon started to give him a hell of a blow job. Whether from the pounding cock that was attacking his prostate or the wet lips pulsing around the shaft of his stiff organ Kyle felt his balls tighten. Then a hand squeezed them gently and his thick milky cum shot from his dick and down the throat of the sexy cocksucker quickly followed by the black dancer who had been jerking off in his tight ass cream-pieing him. 

Cum was running down the crack of his ass and flowing along his thigh while he continued to pump the latina's cock with his hand and his mouth. Alaghon was lapping up the final drips of cum from his dick as the black woman with the blonde hair extensions strode towards the dark blue curtain her short dick dripping cum as she went.

Kyle was soon rewarded with the spicy latina pumping her hips towards his mouth then streams of sweet nectar like cum spewed from her unblinking eye into his mouth. Sitting up on the sofa Kyle let the sticky white liquid flow over his lips and down his chin as he smiled first at the latina sitting next to him and the woman who was getting up from her knees and wiping the few drops of semen from her mouth. Slowly the latina rose to her feet preparing to leave. She reached out with a single finger and mopped up some of her cum and inserted in into her mouth. Removing it she could not contain a smile as she winked at Alaghon before she glided over the floor towards the curtained doorway her flat ass swaying with every step. 

Casting her eyes to the woman next to her Kyle forced a smile on to his face as he settled in beside her warm body. The two of them touching each other from their shoulders to their ankles their fingers curling around the fingers of each other. Alaghon leaned in to kiss him gently on his lips then proceeded to lick the cum from his lower lip and chin. Finished she hooked her left leg over his right and looked at him for a long while. Kyle rested his head on the back of the sofa as he met her stare and took in the sight of her playing with the piercing in her mouth. 

"I know what you're thinking." She said finally taking his hand and putting it between her legs under the now flaccid cock and forcing his fingers into her pussy. 

"What?" Kyle answered expecting her to say the line from the movie about the blue pill. 

"You're wondering what kind of freak am I." She said instead opening her thighs more to give him more room to finger fuck her velvet lined pussy. 

Kyle laugh softly under his breath but swung his right hand around her shoulders and he felt her insides with the tips of his fingers of his left hand. 

"Actually I was trying to decide if I was freak. I mean this morning I left home a pussy lover...a worshipper even. Now I am sitting her with the taste of semen in my mouth and cum flowing out of my ass." He replied looking at her tightening nipples as they forced themselves erect under his gaze.

Alaghon lifted her soft cock out of the way and laid it across her right thigh scooting down on the sofa and curling her hips upwards towards his fingers as he lightly stroked her g-spot along the front wall of her pussy. 

"Are you asking me if you are gay?" She asked reaching around his arm for his hardening cock.

Kyle shrugged his shoulders but did not answer as he removed his fingers from her and lick them before he return them to her natural pocket and the island of roughness in a sea of smooth velvet. Alaghon's cock started to stir from her thigh and she closed her eyes briefly before she opened them to look at him. 

"When you first saw me did you think I was a woman?" She asked.

"Yes." Kyle replied.

"And did you want to fuck me?" She asked again her voice even.

"Yes." Kyle answered again.

"And now that you have had a dick in your ass and another in your mouth do you want to suck my cock or fuck my pussy?" Alaghon asked looking up into the dark brown pools of his eyes. 

"Fuck your pussy." He replied truthfully his cock growing stiff at the thought.

"There's your answer Kyle." She said with a smile on her lips and lust in her half closed eyes.

"But people will say..." Kyle objected not ready to let the matter drop.

"Fuck what people say. Don't worry about others my pagan friend simply worry about you." She interrupted enjoying the building orgasm within her. 

Her rock hard cock beginning to throb as Kyle flicked and twisted his fingers against her g-spot. Alaghon's eyes were closed now and her head was thrown back onto the back of the clear sofa a thin layer of sweat covering her light brown caramel coloured skin. 

"How did you know I was a pagan?" Kyle asked looked down to see what pendant was on the chain around his neck. 

Normally Kyle kept it under his shirt but had no where to hide it as he had long lost his shirt. He alternated between two pendants; one being a silver disk engraved with a pentagram and the other was another disk with a flag of Barbados so he was unsure which one hung around his neck now. It was the flag.

"Oh shit I'm cumming." Alaghon said as a response the cum shot that leapt into the air between them punctuating the statement.

"I know a lot about you Kyle Masters. I have been watching you for a while." She said when she had regained her composure. 

Kyle pulled his wet fingers from her moist pussy and curled them around the long thick shaft with the river of cum running down her cock. Slowly he started to jerk her erection occasionally twisting two of his fingers around the wider head of the cock in his hand. He was turning his hand as he was stroking the blood filled stick of brown flesh and continued to rotate his hand and fingers as he moved it up and down around the warm cylinder. 

"What do you know?" Kyle asked her still closed eyes. 

"I know that you are good with your hands as you create dishes and pound the keys on a computer. I know you read tarot cards but have not done it in a long time. I know you have shot guns but never destroyed anything. I know that you dreamed once that you were the reincarnation of a great magician." She fell silent and pushed Kyle's hand from her cock and got to her high heeled feet pulling him with her.

Turning him around to face the leather sofa Alaghon made him lay on his stomach with his ass slightly in the air. Climbing onto the sofa on top of him Alaghon put the thick head of her swollen cock again the loosen muscle of his ass. Pushing it pass the sphincter and held it there for a few moments as he relaxed under her. 

"I know that you have several dildoes that you sometimes push up your backside when you jerk off." She said as she smoothly pushed her cock up his rectum until all twelve inches had impaled him. 

"Who are you?" Kyle asked as he felt himself being fucked again.

This cock was bigger than the other one that had been in his ass and he thought that he would burse from the fullness. Alaghon buried her dick in him and held it there as she laid on the soft cheeks of his ass then she thrust her hips forward forcing her cock deeper inside him. The tip of her cock felt something against it and she knew that it could only be a load of shit that had begun its journey along the passage of his colon and a smile crept across her face as she closed her eyes again reverently. Her state of grace was broken when Kyle asked the same question for the second time.

"Who are you?" he repeated trying to twist his back to look at her as she pounded his ass again with her thick cock. 

"There is a saying that when the student is ready the teacher appears well when the worshipper is ready the Goddess appears and I know something else about you." She replied as her hands pulled his ass further apart. 

"What is that Alaghon?" He wanted to know burying his head in the seat of the sofa as the big pole invaded retreated and invaded again his wide open asshole. 

Alaghon bent over him her firm tits and erect nipples pressed against his back her mouth against his earlobe the warmth of her breath causing tiny goosebumbs to rise on his skin as she spoke.

"I know that you are dreaming." She whispered slapping the side of an ass cheek.

With a start Kyle pushed himself away from the black cushions of his sofa and looked around him. He was in his living room and Sportscenter was ending. The automatic light were already on and his ass was sore but empty. Swinging his legs over the side of the sofa Kyle tasted something strange in his mouth. Was it latina cum? No it couldn't be....could it. Getting to his feet Kyle walked to the bathroom and looked into the mirror. The unmistakable strain of cum could be seen around the edges of his mouth and then was the soreness off his ass like he had been fucked by something big. Quickly throwing on a pair of jeans Kyle opened his door and almost ran across his balcony and down the stairs. He did not have to go far to see that the apartment below his was still empty as the shades were open and the rooms empty. Slowly Kyle climbed the stairs and reentered his place locking the door behind him before he made his way to the bathroom again. Removing his pants he stepped into the shower and turned on the water Kyle smiled to himself the dream still surprisingly clear in his mind. He thought about what Alaghon had said about a Goddess appearing when the worshipper is ready and the smile grew larger. 

"The gods are strange indeed." He mumbled soft as he begin to lather his sun kissed skin. 

He knew that he would be seeking his Goddess in the real world and for the first time she had a name. It was Alaghon. 



The Dream



Author's Note:

This story was inspired by and written for: 

ROCKINGHAM

*

She met him on the Literotica web site. They co-wrote stories together, sometimes cybered off-site. Once in a while exchanged e-mails. Never having met, the relationship was purely fantasy; she planned on it staying that way. She was wrong.

Several evenings ago, he mentioned casually that he would be out of town for ten days. She felt sad but knew real life often interfered with the fantasy world they had formed on LIT. She also knew her feelings had been growing stronger with each of his posts, her body reacted physically to his words, as though he were truly touching her, taking her, claiming her as his.

Being a highly passionate, imaginative woman, she believed the feelings to be one sided. Never would she mention her feelings to him as she felt them in real life, or her strong reaction to him. The power he felt wielded behind his written word moved her as no other had, either in real life or in the written fantasy world of their shared web site.

He had been off-line for two days now, but it seemed an eternity to her. Work had been long and stressful, she could not wait to get home and sink into a hot bath. Closing and locking her office door, she thanked God it was Friday.

She stopped by the grocery on her way home, purchasing the few items she would need to sustain her over the weekend, including a bottle of her favorite sweet wine. The candles were all set and ready, waiting around her garden tub. All she need do was run the hot water, light the candles and pour the wine. She sighed at the thought of it, loading the groceries into her little car.

The grocery stop took a little longer than expected since it was Friday and everyone else apparently had the same idea. The house was dark when she entered. Normally she would have left a light on, being alone she did not like walking into a dark house but she had not planned on being home after dark.

The house was fairly secure, although set far off the road and secluded. Not many knew the house was here and if one did not know the actual address, they would never see it. It could not be seen from the road. The driveway was even hidden, being gravel and small, snaking through the woods a long while before reaching her house.

She only bothered with the small light over the kitchen table. Her heart was heavy, wondering how he was, what he was doing and if she were truthful with herself, who he was with. A small sigh slipped from between her down turned lips as she made her way to the master bathroom.

Lighting the candles around the tub lightened her mood a little. The wine was helping as well, a sweet white wine. Smiling to herself, she remembered his words. A girly wine, he had called it. She ran the water, not quite scalding but very hot. It nearly overflowed the top edge before she turned the spigot to the off position.

Gratefully, she slipped out of her professional clothes. First removing the dark blue top, unbuttoning each of the buttons slowly, in her mind it was his hand popping each button open with great care. The side zipper of her slit skirt was next, making its way down her hip, the sound of the zip release sending a chill through her belly as she once again imagined his hand there.

Beneath she wore the matching dark blue bra and panties, even the thigh highs matched nearly perfectly, hugging her strong thighs as a lovers hand might. Her dark blue pumps added a soft curve to her shapely calves but she was unaware of the picture she made, standing in the candle light. Her mind on him, wondering again if he might be thinking of her, if only a little.

Bending, she drug her hand through the hot water, adding her favorite scented bath salts to the bubbling froth. She drug her hand back and forth through the blueness created by the salts, her back to the door, her hips lifted into the air.

Finding the water perfect, she slipped out of the pumps and rolled down the thigh highs before removing the matching bra and panty set. She did not bother glancing into the full length mirror; her thoughts were not on her but on him, completely and totally on him. Wishing she could reach out to him, touch him, feel his skin against hers.

She stepped into the hot water, immersing herself up to her neck with a very satisfied sigh. She took a final sip of her wine, leaned back and closed her eyes. She had no sense of time, only of him. The water lapping around her small breasts pushed her nipples to their peaks. If she moved her legs just so, the water swirled between them, sending a new tide of hot water across her swollen clit.

A hand fell over her mouth, a deep voice whispered in her ear.

"Do not move. Not a muscle. Do not scream. Stay very still while I touch you."

She jerked to awareness, feeling the large hand press against her lips. He stood behind her, just behind her head where no candle lit the room. Her heart began to pound painfully in her chest; her mouth went dry as she felt his hand move to her hard nipple. There was no softness in his touch, no preamble to what he planned to do. He pinched down on it, squeezing it between his thumb and finger.

"You like it, don't you. You want this don't you slut? Hmmmm? I can tell you do, look how hard your nipples are for me."

He pinched it again, and then moved to the other one, doing the same. She fought to remain still beneath his hand.

"Tell me how much you want this slut. Tell me you want me to hurt you, to take you. Tell me and maybe the pain will not be too much for you. Maybe I'll even bring you pleasure."

She hesitated beneath his touch,

"Now!"

His hand twisted the nipple cruelly, pulling it up towards her chin at an unnatural angle. She cried out, her cry muffled by his hand.

Leaning down, he whispered in her ear menacingly.

"I'm going to take my hand away now slut. You scream, you make any noise I don't tell you to and your head goes under the water. No warnings, you drown. Period."

He removed his large hand, placing it on top of her head.

"Tell me, tell me what you want."

Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she gasped for breath. Her heart pounding within her chest, she found the breath to respond.

"Yes, yes, I want it."

One hand slipped around her neck, squeezing slightly, his breath hissed in her ear.

"You want what slut? What did I ask you?" He squeezed again, pushing her neck into the back of the tub.

"I, I want you to hurt me. I need you to hurt me." Her voice trailed off, unable to continue.

"You need me to hurt you what??"

His voice turned angry, the fingers of his other hand turning to pinch her nipple with the tips of his sharp nails.

She cried out softly, then muffled her cry with one hand.

"Sir, I need you to hurt me, Sir."

"Say please slut." He turned his head, biting into the softness of her earlobe.

"Please...Sir." Her whispered answer breathless with anticipation and joy.

His strong hands jerked her from the water, spilling it over the sides. He moved into the light, pressing his lips to hers. Pulling back he looked at her, the water streaming over her shapely body, pooling onto the floor. She returned his gaze, drinking in his dark looks. His eyes, so deep and full of promise. His hair just as she had imagined it, just as she had seen in the few pictures he had e-mailed her.

"I can't believe you are here. I can't believe it."

He responded immediately, pushing her into the closet door. His grip strong on her upper arms, biting into the soft tissue.

"You can't believe it what slut?" He growled into her ear.

"I can't believe you are here... Sir." She answered, nearly purring her pleasure.

"Tell me again slut, tell me what you need, what you crave. Tell me, beg me for it. Now!"

She gasped as his grip tightened around her small arms, feeling the pads of his fingers bite deeply into the muscle. Reveling in the sweet pain of it, knowing the bruises would form soon.

"Please hurt me Sir, do what you desire, what you need. What I desire, what I need. Please Sir, please, hurt me."

He smiled evilly, lowering his mouth to hers, cruelly pressing his lips into hers, biting them between his sharp teeth, suckling them, pulling them towards him as he leaned away from her.

"And so my slut, we begin." 



The Dream



It started with you walking to your car at night. The parking lot is well light except for the area around your car. The lamp flickers as you near it. Your hands were full of school books. You looked tired and frustrated. You were mumbling to yourself. 

"He can't watch him for an extra hour so I can catch up?" You think you hear something and stop to look around. A low tune coming from your phone interrupts your search. You shuffle the books around so you can take it out of your pocket. It's a text message from me. 

'Hey, beautiful. Whatcha up to?' 

'Heading home. I swear I think Paul doesn't care if I fail school sometimes.' 

'What's he done now?' You start back toward your car as you type your explanation. The lamp finally dies as you reach the driver door. You unlock the doors and empty your arms into the back seat. Your phone lights up again playing the tune that tells you have a text message. It's me again. 

'He'll just have to wait.' An arm warps arm your neck and a piece of cloth covers your nose and mouth. You pass out in seconds. 

When you wake up, you arm bound at the wrists and ankles by ropes that keep your arms extended above your head and legs spread two feet apart. There's a gag ball in your mouth and a cloth covering your eyes. You can see the flicker of several candles. 

"Paul doesn't know what he has." I say looking at you. I pick up a dagger from a small table. A short whip, a latex mask that would hold open your mouth, handcuffs, a vibrator, and two candles are placed on the table. I walk over to you and slide the blade down your cheek just enough to make it bleed. I lick the blood away with the tip of my tongue. 

"But I do." I whisper in your ear before I start to cut away your clothes. I touch your bare skin with my finger tips. I touch every part of you before doing the same with my tongue. I drag my nails down your back leaving red marks. 

You're so scared, but also turned on. You struggle in your bonds. You try a scream but it's muffled by the gag ball. Your nipples tighten into hard beads. You feel yourself get warm and wet between your legs. An uncontrollable moan escapes your throat as I tease your nipples with my teeth and tongue. 

"Scream and I'll cut your throat. Got it?" I ask and then remove the gag when you nod. I work my way down your chest, over your stomach, and then between your legs. I tease at first and then force my tongue between your wet lips. I work it in and out while I explore you completely. 

You moan and gasp with pleasure. You mutter curses and writhe with every twist of my tongue. You feel your climax rising. You rock your hips into me deepening my kiss. As you feel yourself begin to reach your breaking point I pull my self away. 

Breathing heavy, I stand and let you squirm. An evil smile crosses my face. I toss the dagger away and return to the table. I look over my tools and choose the vibrator and whip. 

"Please." You plead. 

"Please what?" 

"Please make me come." I laugh and return to your side. 

"You'll come when I'm ready for you to." I say before replacing the gag ball. I turn the vibrator on it highest level and slide it into you. Then I begin to whip your ass. I move up to your back and back down again. I remove the vibrator right before you come. Denying you your climax again. 

I use each item on the table. Over and over I bring you to the brink of your climax before denying you it. I pick up one of the candles and turn back to you. You are still bond by rope at your feet, but the handcuffs have replaced the rope on your wrists. The latex mask is still on as well. 

You are on your knees. Small red marks and scratches cover your ass and back. Bites marks litter your chest, neck, shoulders, and inner thighs. You fall forward when I push you. You gasp as I drip the wax over you back. 

I roll you onto your back and do the same to your breasts, stomach, and inner thighs. You moan as the wax touches your abused skin. I blow out the candle and toss it aside. I push you back on your knees and remove the mask. I remove the ropes from your feet. I spread your legs with mine as I position my self behind you. I rub my cock head on your core and you moan. 

You cry out when I penetrate you forcing my self all the way into you. Your body bounces as I roughly take you from behind. You feel your climax rising again. The slight pain from the abuse you endured increases the pleasure. We climax at the same time. You scream as I fill you with my seed. 

When its over and your panting on the floor, the cloth from the parking lot covers you face again. You slip away again. When you wake, your back in your school parking lot leaning against your car. You pull yourself to your feet. You're sore from head to foot and you can barely stand. Your phone goes off. It's a text from me. 

'Now you can go home.' 

That's when I wake up. I don't have dreams often, but when I do they are vivid. And I always remember them like they just happened. God, that's the best dream I've had in months. What do you think?



The Dream



"This looks like a normal house," Julia thought as they walked up the steps to the front door. She knocked and the door opened almost immediately. A short woman with medium length black hair wearing only a bathrobe invited them in.

"My name is Sandy," said the woman, "you're here for the party right?"

Julia was nervous, her mind racing with doubt as she tried to answer the woman, "Yes, that's right. We also brought a contribution to help cover the snacks." Julia handed the woman $40.

"Thank you, that is very thoughtful," Sandy replied placing the money inside a money box on the table beside her. Sandy took two large towels from the table and handed them over. "I can see it's your first time partying with us so I'll give you the layout. The first door on your left is the changing room. Find an empty cubby and put your clothes in there, everything is secured, that's a promise we make. A lot of people wear their towel until they get comfortable, that is up to you. A condom must be used for all intercourse, regardless of whether or not you arrived together. There are bowls of them all over the house. No means no. That stands whether spoken by a woman or a man. Anyone that breaks that is immediately removed. It's never been a problem and we don't expect it ever will be. External ejaculation is fine, we just ask that you clean up as quickly as the moment allows, and please try to keep it on your partner, not the furniture etc. You are not required to participate at all, watching is more than acceptable. You are welcome to leave at any time; we simply ask that you leave with whomever you arrived with. When you are ready to leave, return to the changing room and drop your towels in the laundry bin. Unfortunately we are not able to offer showers right now, as the new hot water system hasn't been installed yet. Have fun!" There was another knock on the door and Sandy turned to answer it, leaving Julia and Jake to take in everything she'd said.

When they entered the changing room another couple had just finished stripping, and were standing there with their towels casually draped over their shoulders. Neither one of them could be a day over twenty years old, their bodies were very toned and firm; both of them with hair blonde enough to be from the beaches of California. Julia turned her head in embarrassment, forgetting for the moment where they were.

The girl chuckled a little, "First timers huh? It was about our third time here before we got over the natural urge to be embarrassed." The girl stepped forward and offered Julia her hand, "I'm Michelle, it's nice to meet you." Stepping back she looked Julia up and down. "Judging from what your clothes are hiding I think Karl here is going to be looking for you in a little bit."

Julia flushed, unsure how to process a woman telling her that her boyfriend would be looking to have sex with her in a little while. Glancing at Karl she smiled, "I think that would be all right."

"Oh, I will definitely be looking for you soon," Karl said as he blindly offered Jake his hand, never once removing his eyes from Julia as they made their introductions. "We'll see you guys in a bit." With that the young couple disappeared, chatting as they went. Jake looked at Julia certain she was ready to bolt, "You're sure about this?"

Julia shook her head yes, "Fantasies are fun, so living them out must be even better right?" Jake stared at her transfixed as she slipped out of her shoes, and peeled her jeans down her long toned legs. Standing upright she pulled her shirt over her head. As she unclasped her bra she asked, "Aren't you gonna join me?" Wrapping her panties and bra inside her shirt, she placed them in a cubby with her pants and shoes. She started to wrap the towel around her as if she had just stepped from the shower and then stopped. Tossing it over her shoulder she left the room, raising her eyebrows at Jake as she left.

Twenty two seconds later Jake left the changing room nude, the towel in his hands. Looking in the first room he came to on the right, his semi erect penis immediately grew to its full length. In the middle of the room was a king sized mattress. On the mattress were two women, a blonde with long straight hair, and a redhead with equally long hair, but curly. Their legs were scissored together, as their pelvis' thrust at one another. Men and women alike were sitting on couches around the room: masturbating, giving or receiving oral sex, and in two instances fucking. When his eyes found their way back to the women on the mattress he could see a flash of black become visible between thrusts, and realized it must be a dildo they were sharing. He was momentarily torn between watching this amazing spectacle and finding his wife, but his heart won out. "Maybe you can get Julia to try that later," he thought as he moved down the hallway. 

Looking in the next room on the left his heart stopped. He watched as two men ran their hands over his naked wife. Sitting on a couch with a man on either side of her, Julia guided their mouths to her waiting breasts. One of the men was a little older having more grey hair than black, but in good shape for someone of his apparent age. The other man was Karl, the guy they had met in the changing room. Jake was momentarily overcome with jealousy as he watched this younger man bring moans and gasps from his wife. 

Returning to his senses he entered the room, and moved to the empty couch along side the one on which Julia was sitting. He watched as Karl and the older man parted her legs. His heart hammered as he watched Karl slip two fingers into his wife's wet pussy, her mouth emitting a low moan as they worked their way slowly in and out. So transfixed by the sight of his wife in the throes of pleasure from two other men he failed to notice the two women that sat down on either side of him. His attention to Julia finally diverted by the feeling of a soft hand closing around his stiff cock.

"Looks like someone can use some attention," said the woman on his right. She was older and possibly the spouse of the man now standing on the couch along side Julia, slipping his cock between her parted lips. Jake guessed her to be in her late forties, as her blonde hair was slowly losing its fight against the grey that was working its way across her hair. He noticed her body was in decent shape; not what one may opt to fantasize over but nothing to turn down when it was in front of you. "I'm Candice," the older woman said as began kissing her way down his body, "that's Ray over there with Karl."

Jake could not repress a gasp as a hot wet sensation enveloped his cock. Looking down he saw the woman that introduced herself as Michelle bobbing her head slowly in his lap, devouring his cock.

"You better save some for me you little harlot," teased Candice as she slid off the couch and knelt before him. Parting his legs she began to nibble and lick his balls as Michelle continued to slide his cock into her wet mouth. Jake watched as the women took turns sliding him into their mouths. He groaned when he felt their tongues running along his cock at the same time, certain he wouldn't be able to last much longer. The sound of Julia's voice drew his attention from the women sharing his cock.

"I'm glad you joined me," Julia cooed as Karl used his mouth and fingers on her pussy. Ray was slowly stroking his cock near her face, "you appear to be enjoying yourself."

Jake couldn't take anymore. His senses were overloading. Between the feeling of two women blowing him at the same time, and watching his wife pleasure and be pleasured by two men, he erupted. "Oh God, I'm coming," he warned as Michelle sucked him deep in her mouth, taking his first two spurts down her throat. As Michelle moved away, Candice took her spot; slowly jerking him to milk every last drop of semen from his spent cock. 

Michelle moved to the couch along side Jake, running her hands over his body. "I hope you have a quick turn around, I really need a cock in me," she purred as she nuzzled into his neck.

"You got to blow him first, I think I should get to fuck him first," Candice said, taking her spot on his other side. 

A loud grunt drew the attention of the three as Ray spewed his hot cum across Julia's tits. "Oh yesss...that feels good," she moaned as his semen continued to land on her chest. Ray collapsed next to her, and used his towel to clean himself and Julia.

Julia reached into the bowl on the table at the end of the couch. Handing it to Karl she said, "Here...I'm with Michelle, I need a cock in me now." Not one to be told twice, Karl stood and slid the condom down his eight inch shaft. Grabbing the bottle of lube near the condoms he lubed his cock. Julia stood up and moved to the mattress in the middle of the floor. 

Jake watched as she lay down, and spread her legs. His cock stood at attention again as he watched Karl kneel between her legs, guiding his penis into her pussy. "Oh God..." Julia moaned as he slid his cock all the way in with one smooth motion. Locking her ankles behind his back she set the rhythm, slow and deep. Her eyes we half shut in ecstasy as Karl slowly thrust into her. 

Jake knew the type of orgasm she had when she was fucked with a slow and deep pace. It would build slowly in her, finally exploding in burst of sexual release. He watched his wife fucking another man not three feet away, their bodies moving together as one; Karl penetrating her as deeply as he could, Julia thrusting her pelvis at him as his cock drove at her womb. His eyes were drawn away by the wet warmth in his lap. Looking down he saw Michelle again applying her oral skills to his erect cock.

"Well it looks like we know what gets you hard again fast," she teased as she rolled a condom down his glistening penis. Using her mouth again she lubed his shaft. Turning her back to him she sat on his lap, guiding his cock into her pussy. "Ohhhhhh yesssss," she moaned as she settled back against him, his cock buried deep within her. 

Jake kissed her shoulder as his hands worked their way over her stomach to her breasts. Michelle moaned as he gently rolled her nipples between his fingers. "You feel so good in me," she cooed as she began gyrating in his lap. Leaning to the side she said, "I think Julia's about to cum."

Looking around her his eyes fell on Julia again. She lay before them on her back, with Karl driving his cock deep within her. Her legs were pulling him in with every thrust, pulling him as deep as he could go. With a loud grunt she dug her nails into his back, her head rolling from side to side in expectation of her imminent climax.

"Oh God...oh God...oh God," she began moaning, her orgasm reaching its peak. "I'm right there...don't stop Karl...please don't stop...make me cum..." she begged him, panting her words, struggling to form them in her bliss. With a final thrust Karl sent her over the edge. With a yell Julia came, her chest heaving as her orgasm washed over her. Jake could only stare in rapt awe, as his wife came with another man. Jealously he thought of how her pussy was grasping his cock as her orgasm ran through her body, coaxing him to his own release. 

As if his thought had triggered it, Karl gave a howl, announcing his own orgasm. Withdrawing his cock from her he peeled the rubber from his penis and shot his white cum across her breathless form. After milking the last drops onto her tight stomach he collapsed next to her in winded rapture.

Michelle had stopped moving as they had watched Julia and her boyfriend achieve orgasm together. Looking down across her shoulder she said to Jake, "I think we can match them don't you?" As if someone hard turned a switch, she began bouncing on his lap, driving his cock deep within her. Her flaxen hair bouncing with her breasts as moans and squeals passed her parted lips. 

Sliding his hands to her slim hips, Jake began thrusting up to meet her, pushing himself deeper still. "Fuck...oh fuck...oh fuck.." Michelle chanted as she collapsed again back against his chest.

Julia and Karl where now sitting up, watching intently as Jake pistoned into Michelle as fast as he could. Karl's limp penis was growing hard again between Julia's slow strokes and the sight of her husband fucking his girlfriend. 

Michelle looked at Karl and mouthed, "I love you." Glancing to her right she saw Candice bobbing her head in Ray's lap as he watched them fucking. "Get over here...and...and...come here..." she tried as Jake continued to drive her towards climax, pumping her pussy hard and deep. "Come lick me..." she managed on her next attempt. 

Candice moved from Ray and knelt before Michelle and Jake. Spreading Michelle's legs wider Candice began flicking her tongue over her clit and Jake's pistoning shaft. Almost immediately Michelle began cumming. Moving from Jake's lap she laid on the couch, begging Candice to never stop licking her as her orgasm reached its end.

Looking over her shoulder for a minute Candice wiggled her ass at Jake before returning her tongue to Michelle's pussy. Not needing to be told twice, he mounted her from behind. Gripping her waist he pumped her for all he was worth, her moans being muffled by Michelle's pussy. With a groan he slipped his cock from her pussy. Removing his condom he gave himself three quick strokes before erupting across her back and ass. 

Spent, he collapsed on the floor sitting with his back against the couch. From his new position he had a perfect view of Julia on all fours, her heart shaped ass only a few feet from his face, her head buried in Karl's lap as she gobbled his cock. As Ray knelt behind her, his cock sheathed in a purple condom, Jake moved down the couch a little to get a better view. 

Julia was lost in the sensation. Her eyes were closed as she slid her lips up and down Karl's penis and Ray fucked her from behind. Karl laced his fingers through her long auburn hair, guiding her mouth along his gleaming shaft. Ray was pounding her faster, stuffing his cock deep within her. Lifting her mouth from Karl's cock she moaned as Ray pounded her from behind, making her breasts bounce with each thrust of his cock. Stroking Karl she looked back at Ray. "Make me cum...oh fuck me....make me cum again..." she begged him with shortened breath. "I'm cummmiiingg...." She whimpered.

"Oh Julia I'm gonna cum," Ray warned as he slammed into her again and again. Removing his cock he slid it between her ass cheeks a few times, spurting his hot semen across her back.

"Me too," Karl groaned as Julia stroked his cock, covering her tits with his second load. 

She slid off the mattress, and crawled over to Jake. Resting her head on his chest she said, "I love you." Feeling sleepy she closed her eyes muttering to him, "I love you," again and again.

Opening her eyes the room was suddenly dark, Jake was barely visible. Sitting up she looked around, and realized they were alone. Her heart was racing as her dream came rushing back to her. Slipping her panties off she climbed on top of him, guiding his semi erect penis to her wet sex. She felt him harden as he entered her. Her lips found his as he opened his eyes, still clouded with sleep.

"Well this is a great way to wake up," he said his hands finding their way naturally to the curve of her ass.

"Mmm hmmm," she replied as her hips rose and fell on him, lowing the feeling of his cock penetrating her.

"To what do I owe this great treat?" he asked as his mouth kissed her chest, savoring the taste of her breasts.

"I had a dream," she whispered breathlessly in his ear, the beginnings of an orgasm starting in her stomach.

"Are you going to tell me about it?" he asked, now thrusting up into her, drawing sighs and gasps as she worked closer to climax.

"I think....I think...maybe...maybe it would just be easier to show you," she moaned as she came, burying her face in his neck to stifle her sounds of pleasure.



The Dream



She is numb. Nothing seems to matter anymore. The tears spring into her eyes, she picks up her bottle of antidepressants and wonders how many it would take to end her life. She finds herself thinking this and other thoughts, before she throws the bottle angrily at the wall. The lid pops off and little white pills scatter everywhere. Furious, she punches a nearby wall. She does this over and over until the wall has a nice dent and her knuckles bleed. She stares at the damage and starts to cry. She knows exactly what she needs to do. With trembling fingers, she picks up her cell phone and speed dials her disciplinarian. He answers on the first ring.

"Yes?" he asks. She bursts into tears on the phone.

"I-I need you..." she sobs.

"I'll be right there, I want you to sit on the couch and wait for me, okay?"

"Okay," she whispers. She walks over to the couch and sits, her hands folded in her lap. She is shaking all over now. She waits for what seems like an eternity, before she hears his car pull up, his car door slam, and the front door open. He walks in, his "toy bag" in hand. He looks from the wall, to the pills, to her. His eyes slide down to her hand, which is now bruised and still bleeding. He walks over to her.

"Let me see your hand..." he says gently. She holds it up, she is trembling violently. He sighs and produces a first aid kit from his bag. He cleans and bandages her hand. She has not looked at him the whole time and he finally lifts her chin to look at him. Her chestnut brown eyes are a sappy brown from crying. "Why did you do this? What happened?"

"I-I don't know," she croaks, "I felt numb and listless all of the sudden, and I couldn't figure out why I felt like that and I got scared and lost my temper..."

"Well, you know what needs to be done now, so be a good girl..." he sits down next to me on the couch and slowly pulls me over his knees. His hand rested on the seat of my jeans and left, to return with a sharp smack. I give a small jerk but make no other move. He repeats the motion, bringing his hand firmly down on my up turned bottom. Before I can stop myself, my hand flies back to protect my ass, he rectifies this with a sharp smack. 

"No...you know better," he says sternly. He gently but firmly pins my hand at the small of my back and continues with my spanking. His hand increases in speed and intensity, and he has me in tears before setting me upright, he has given me 25. I know he isn't done, and he unzips and pulls my jeans down to my knees before repositioning me on his lap. "Your bottom is a lovely shade of pink, little one," he says softly before smoothing my underwear and continuing his assault on it. He brings his hand down another 25 times, and it begins to sting and burn. I squirm uncomfortably on his lap and he lets me up again, this time to take down my lacy black underwear. 

I still feel slightly uncomfortable when he exposes my womanhood and try to casually cover myself. "No, no, no little one, hands at your side," he reprimands, landing a sharp smack to my behind. I yelp and comply, blushing as I placed my hands to their sides. "Good girl," he says, "I know it's hard, but you can do it, we're just getting started my dear." He pulls me back over his lap, blazing my backside with another 25 smacks. "Now, pull your panties and your jeans back up," he said, standing me up again. I glance back at my ass, which is now a rosy red. I wince as I slowly pull my panties and my jeans back up. He goes into the kitchen and produces one of our hard wooden chairs, placing it in the corner. I cringe as he beckons to me and orders me to sit. 

I cry out as I obey, the embers in my backside rekindling into fire. "I want you to sit there and think about your actions for a bit while I prepare the next part of your punishment." I only nod, the tears streaming down my face.

He has me sit in the corner for what seemed like forever, but was only about five or ten minutes. "Alright little miss, you may get up and come here," I cringe at his voice, even though he is using a soft tone. I gratefully rise and slowly turn around. I see what he has for me and gasp quietly. 

He has lain out a wooden spoon, about a fourth of an inch thick, a paddle, fourth of an inch cherry wood, a foot in length...and the strap. I dreaded the strap above all else. A wicked little instrument, it was a well oiled, ebony leather, a foot and a half long, and three-fourths of an inch thick. I just sit down in the middle of the room, and start sobbing. He comes to me, wrapping his arms around me comfortingly. "Sh, sh, sh...hey, hey," he whispers. I bury my face in his chest, crying on his shirt. He picks me up and carries me to the couch, sitting and placing me on his lap. 

He holds and rocks me gently. "You didn't take any of those pills, right?" he asked, lifting my chin to look me in the eyes. I shook my head, "Okay, that's good, I'm proud of you for calling me before this escalated any further. However, I am disappointed that you let it get as far as it did, that is why you are being punished, to ensure that this doesn't happen again. I care about you way too much to let you hurt yourself like this, understand?" I nodded, the tears streaming silently down my face. He nods and knows that I am ready to continue. He stands me up then rises himself. He guides me to the back of the couch and I know that he wants me to drape myself over it. I ask quietly to be restrained. 

He nods his consent, taking the black leather restraints out of his bag and securing my wrists and ankles. "We are going to start with the strap, my dear, since I know how much you hate it. You will receive 25 with each implement, understood?" My tears renew themselves, but I nod. I watch as he walks back to the coffee table and picks up the strap. I begin to tremble violently as he walks behind me. He doesn't keep me waiting long however, before I feel the stinging bite of the strap on my jean-clad backside. I buck and cry out. He puts a reassuring hand on my back, before continuing. 

I am grateful to him for keeping a steady rhythm this time, instead of increasing like before. Still, I am squirming by the time he is done, the fire raging on my backside. He replaces the strap, and comes back to me, asking me to lift up. I do so and he pulls my jeans down. I intake my breath sharply as the rough material rakes my tender flesh. He walks around again, picking up the spoon. The spoon isn't as bad as the strap, but he lands each solid smack with grim resolution, making me squeal in pain. 

For the last part of my punishment, he asks me to count the strokes, as he pulls down my panties and reports that my backside is a "cute" shade of red-violet. I just lie limply over the couch, exhausted after my chastisement. I do as I am told as he rubs my smarting backside with the smooth, cherry wood finish of the paddle. It lands with a resounding smack and I call out the count, choking on my tears. This last part of my punishment, and is slow and deliberate, as he drives the point home. 

A little while later, we are sitting on the couch, I am curled up on his lap, his arms around me, rubbing my back, and the soreness in my blazing behind. He has applied the Aloe and Vitamin E lotion to keep it from being permanently damaged. I feel so lucky to have someone here for me, to let me know that I can get through this okay; that I am not alone.



The Dream



The dream always starts out the same. We're arguing. We're too similar, and when we butt heads, neither of us wants to back down. I feel tears starting to surface--a weakness of mine when angry and frustrated--and start to turn away. Because we're too similar, you know you've hit a nerve, and try to stop me from walking away by reaching out to turn me back to you. The contact causes me to lose my balance, and as I correct my balance and turn, we find ourselves standing closer together than either one of us anticipated.

I notice as your gaze lands on my mouth, and my heart speeds up a little at the thought of kissing you. It's not something that I haven't thought of before, but as we're friends, and I'm married, neither of us has thought about crossing that line. 

Until now. I feel the pull. It's more than a curiosity at this point. I let my gaze lower to your mouth, moistening my lips with my tongue as I do. I don't even have a chance to raise my gaze back to your eyes before I feel you touch my face and pull me in for the kiss. 

The initial contact, the first taste of you, is surprisingly intense. I'm feeling dizzy and try to steady myself with a hand on your chest, but feeling the heat of your body through your shirt only throws me off more. One of your hands snakes around and into my hair while the other finds skin under my shirt at my waist. Your touch is gentle, but is no less exhilarating. 

As the kiss deepens, I realize I want you. I want to feel you pressed against me. I want to feel your skin, want to run my hands, lips, tongue over your body. I want to make love with you. I run my hands down your chest, and slide them under the edge of your shirt to feel the skin on your stomach. As soon as I make contact, I feel your muscles ripple in response, and you pull away from the kiss to pull your shirt over your head before returning your mouth to mine. I take the opportunity to run my hands over your bare chest, sliding them down your strong arms, and around to your back, pulling you close. I feel you tug at my shirt, pulling it up. I break the kiss, pull the shirt over my head, and take your hand pulling you back into my bedroom. Neither of us have said a word since the kissing began, yet we both know where this is going.

I'm facing away from you, and you stop me just inside the door of the room, pulling me back against you. I feel you, strong and warm, up against my back, sliding your hands over me, sliding them over my bra covered breasts as your lips explore my neck and shoulder. I lean back against you; suddenly feeling weak kneed, and I feel your erection pressing against me (which does little to help the weak kneed feeling). I lean my head back against your shoulder as your tongue explores a particularly sensitive spot on my neck and you move to unhook my bra, sliding it off deftly. I cover your hands on my breasts with my hands briefly, before giving into my desire to touch you. 

I pull away only to turn around and face you, cupping your face in my hands to kiss you, then sliding my hands down and hooking them in the waistband of your jeans to pull you with me to the bed. I sit down on the edge of the bed, looking up at you as I unsnap your pants. Your hands came to rest on mine, stopping me from removing your jeans, and as I looked up in question, I felt your hands in my hair again, leaning to kiss me, as you lower us both to lying on the bed. I pull my lips from yours, and let my tongue dance up the column of your neck, stopping to nibble at times. I feel your fingers trail down my side, and slip under the waist of my jeans, moving to the front. I sigh against your neck as I feel you unsnap and unzip them. 

I frown as you moved off of me, and am met with a kiss as you move to remove my jeans and panties. I instinctively move to cover myself, but you take my hands in yours, kissing each palm, and kissing me again, running your hands down my hips. I prop myself up on my elbows to watch you finish undressing, eyes widening a bit when I saw your large erection, but you don't give me a chance to worry as you press your body against mine, kissing me deeply, our tongues exploring each other's mouth. 

I want to feel you, the length of you, the hardness of you, and run my hands down your back, cupping your ass in my hands, and moving a hand to try to feel more of you. I am again blocked when you grab both of my hands and bring them up over my head, kissing each palm again before releasing them. I again look at you questioningly, which you answer only with a mysterious smile, and before I can say anything, you dip your head to my breast, capturing my nipple with your mouth. I cup the back of your head with my hand, covering your other hand—which was covering my other breast, rolling my nipple between your fingers—with my other hand. I slide one of my legs against your leg, feeling the warm, hair roughened skin against my smooth skin. I feel your free hand sliding down my stomach, moving to lightly stroke the skin on the inside of my thighs. I gasp, and with one last nibble on my nipple, you move your head, kissing down my stomach, leaving your hand on my breast while the other plays lazily on my thigh. 

As I realize what you are planning to do (and what you wouldn't let me do first), I push myself up to a sitting position to pull you back up to me. You smile, kiss me gently, and whisper "Let me." I lean in and nibble on your bottom lip as I felt you spread my legs and gently stroke the sensitive skin on my lips. As your fingers dip into my moisture, I grip your shoulders, and I can't help but moan as you slide one, and then two fingers inside of me. I let my head fall back, moaning again as I felt you kiss down the column of my neck, and, while maintaining the rhythm of your fingers moving in and out of my pussy, I feel you move and attach your mouth to my clit. 

My hands find their way to your head and shoulders, grabbing at you, just to feel you, as your tongue moved over and around my clit, flicking it. It was a gentle sensation, not too much pressure, but it was quickly driving me over the edge. As the sensations build up, the pressure of your tongue seems to increase, the flicking seems to become quicker, and the movement of your fingers was quicker. I came, screaming out your name, and you back off seeming to know that it would be too much if you continued. As I calm down, I realize your fingers were still inside of me, gently twisting. You seem to know that I was calming down, and began to move your fingers in and out of me again, giving my clit long, slow strokes with your tongue. The sensitive skin was quivering already, and it doesn't take long before I was crying out your name again. This time, when you give me a chance to recover, I sit up and kiss you deeply, tasting myself on your lips and tongue. 

"It's my turn," I whisper, pushing you down on the bed while I move over you.

"You don't have to," you protest.

I kiss you gently. "I want to." I kiss down your chest, stopping to bite a nipple gently and earning a chuckle. I slide my hands down your stomach, following the path of my hands with my mouth, and cuppgi your balls with one hand, while wrapping the other around the base of your cock. I slide my tongue around the head of your cock, moving to wrap my lips around it, and gently suck while swirling my tongue around it, gently flicking the underside from time to time. I begin to stroke you with my hand in time with the movements of my mouth, and feel your cock twitch and hear you moan. I feel your hands in my hair, gentle, not pushing, and look up at you and meet your gaze. 

After a few more minutes of sucking you, moving you progressively deeper into my mouth with each motion, the feel of your hands in my hair goes from being gentle to moving to my shoulders to pulling me up to you. "Come here." I hear you whisper in a strangled tone. 

I sit up, intending to make a joke, but didn't even have a chance to speak as you pull me to you and kiss me forcefully before guiding me to laying on my stomach. I felt you kiss the back of my neck, nibbling down my spine, before moving between my legs. I pull myself up onto my knees and elbows, knowing what you want, knowing what I want. I felt you rub the head of your cock up and down my lips before sliding just the head of your cock inside of me. I push back, but you aren't about to let me rush it, stopping me with a hand on my hip. I feel you lean over me, kissing my shoulder, an arm to support you covering one of my arms. I feel you slide the hand from my hip, down to the front, and come to rest on my mound. I moan and push back into you, feeling you push a little more of your cock inside of me. You slowly move in and out of me, giving me a little bit more with each stroke as your fingers play with my clit. It was already ultra sensitive, and your talented touch playing around the surface of my clit and finally feeling the full length of your cock buried inside of me was enough to send me off into a very strong orgasm that left me weak and hoarse. 

I partially collapse to the bed, feeling your arms come around me to support me, before moving with me to lie on our sides. I was trembling, still feeling you inside of me but momentarily too weak to do anything but lie there in your arms and tremble. I feel you brush the hair away from my neck, kissing it gently, and turned my head to meet your mouth. I groan in disappointment as I felt you slide out of me, but as you roll me onto my back, and lever yourself over me, I opened my legs, then wrap them around you as you bury your cock into me. I wrap my arms around your neck as our tongues continued to play with each other, and feel our arms strong and sure under my back, pulling me up with you to settle into your lap. I shift my legs so that I can move against you, sliding myself up and down on your cock, causing you to moan. Our mouths again met in a frenzy, our hips thrusting against each other. You drag your mouth away from mine to let out a ragged breath, and I take the opportunity to run the tip of my tongue around the edge of your ear, and sensing that you were getting close, I whisper, "I want you to cum" before punctuating the statement with a nip to the ear. 

It sends you over the edge, and I feel you push up inside of me, your cock twitching inside of me, as you pull me close and tight. As you calm down, I let my hands drift over the back of your head and back, resting my head on your shoulder, nestling into the side of your neck. I feel you run your fingers through my hair, gently massaging as your other hand trails down my back. I relax into you, feeling safe and comfortable and just letting the time pass. When I feel you shifting, I tense, automatically assuming you want to leave, but as I start to move away, you pull me back, and pull me down to lie with you in bed, my head nestled onto your shoulder.

I awake, cold and in the dark. I hear my husband softly snoring next to me. I'm not alone, but I feel lonely. I know to you, I'm just a friend, but just maybe, someday, it'll be more than just a dream.



The Dream



I had an erotic dream the other morning. I've begun to have them more now that Ann and I have started honestly sharing our fantasies. We've been married for years now and we've shared fantasies before but not in depth, those lusty cravings that make you vulnerable to your partner. I know I hadn't. Some things that I'd held back I was afraid to share, afraid that she would think less of me or that I was some kind of weird sexually. 

For some reason though, I don't know if it was the alcohol that night or that we were just in the right lusty mood but we began opening up to each other more; more honest about the erotic side of sexy. I think somewhere deep inside she was afraid I'd think less of her too if she admitted her fantasy adventures. Little did she know.

Back to my dream though, it's been a few days now and my memory of it is a bit scattered; bits and pieces. I used to keep a dream journal by my bed. When I'd wake up, before they drifted away, I'd recollect my dreams and write them down. Maybe I need to begin doing that again.

As I try to put this dream back together, I remember voices. The room was different, but not mine. I was writing with someone on my computer. I'm not sure whom, but it was a female and she was familiar. What she was saying was arousing me. There was a connection. Maybe she was a reader of one of my stories.

I'd been sleeping well, that deep restful sleep you don't easily climb out of. I remember lightly coming to, pulling the sheet up over me. It was cool. I always sleep nude. My hand reached down. My fingers wrapped around my cock. Not unusual for me in the morning to have a hard on. But this morning I was especially aroused. I didn't remember the details of my dream other than being teased by my female computer companion. Still half asleep I squeezed and pulled back on the meat in my hand. It tingled and sent a wave through me.

I'd been in deep, deep sleep, dreaming. I almost felt drugged: my body heavy and groggy. My mind was slightly aware of the bedroom. I didn't want to wakeup. Never opening my eyes I relaxed into it, letting myself fall back in. Sleep slowly wrapped round me again. Silently I was enveloped, dozing deeper, falling back toward my dream, searching to recapture the arousing feelings, the dream I'd just left behind.

Still half asleep, half letting my mind wander back, I was soon submerged again under full sleep, wandering through my subconscious. I'd done it a few times before, as long as I'd not come too close to the surface of consciousness. I'd doze back into slumber and move through the halls of that world hiding within.

I drifted away. Across a candlelit room, in the darkness I saw a woman. She was lying across a bed, her lips smiled back at me. I didn't know her but she was familiar. There were contrasting feelings of vulnerability and sensuality.

Disoriented I noticed that around her neck was a dog collar and a silver chain leash. As I moved I realized that I was standing in a doorway nude, my cock hard from the scene and in my hand. Her eyes lowered to see and a smile stretched across her face. 

Covering the top half of her face was a beautiful black-feathered mask. It swept wide like wings. As her head turned the feathers caught the breeze. All I could see of her face were her sexy lips and her piercing eyes that twinkled through the openings. Her voice soft as she spoke, "Do you like this place?"

She reminded me of someone I'd met or seen recently. I think a girl I'd seen in Starbucks earlier that week. But inside I knew it was Ann, my wife. The voice I knew but I didn't. It felt like Ann. Then I saw that she wasn't alone. Behind her holding the other end of the leash was a man smiling at me confidently. He also had on a strange half mask much like one from Carnival in Venice. I felt as though I'd wandered into a scene from the movie 'Eyes Wide Shut', the one that stared Tom Cruise. Both looked at me as if to dare the interruption.

A wave washed over me. It was an extremely stimulating sight, my wife collared by another man. I tried to gather myself, comprehend what was going on. Confused I felt I'd intruded on something decadent. I stepped back. I didn't know. I didn't care. It was erotic and I liked it. I went with it. I felt myself let go hoping to not be sent away.

As the fog slowly cleared, I saw that her hand was running across the chest of another man that was on the bed in front of her. My eyes followed her other hand as her fingers glided down across her tummy finally wrapping around the huge, beautiful cock of a third guy that was also in bed with her. With her eyes still on me, she leaned down to the cock and licked at it, making it twitch in her hand. Then she delicately squeezed its shaft. Pulling down on it she brought a large clear drop of precum to its head. She took one finger and scooped up her nectar and brought it to her lips, her eyes never leaving mine. With a deep satisfying moan, she leaned down and licked the rest of the precum off the tip of his helmet and then enveloped the cock into her mouth, her eyes closed as she moaned this time, savoring it.

I had told Ann several times how I'd like to see her with another man. She'd only teased me back telling me, "Be careful what I wished for. I might take you up on it. Dreams can have a way of coming true you know."

Across from the bed I saw a chair. I found myself sitting in it. I watched as she continued to feel the bodies around her. 

It was then that I realized she was in a small sea of men. There must have been four or five in bed with her. I couldn't tell for sure. What belonged to who was undistinguishable. Each face I saw had on a different mask. Legs and arms were entangled. Her hands slowly roamed, feeling and touching.

I tried to stand up, to go to her. My wrists were retrained to the chair arm, as were my ankles to the legs. I pulled at the restraints but couldn't budge. She laughed under her breath teasing me like a prey that she would enjoy later.

I had first thought she was feasting on the men that embraced her. Then I saw that her ankles were bound. She was their captive. They were feasting on her. Two were kissing and caressing her legs and feet as though she was some Cleopatra. Two were holding her legs open for the others to enjoy her more easily. One man was behind her, his hands were on her waist and his large shiny cock was sliding in and out of her pussy. Another man was obsessed with licking her nipples and massaging her breasts as though he were milking them.

The man holding the leash lifted it, offering it to me. I tried to move again to no avail. She smiled at me again. "You said you wanted this. Do you like what you see?"

I tried to speak but no words would come out. I was silent.

"I like it!" She said. "I love it! It makes me wet. Thank you Dear for opening me up!"

I looked between her legs. As the cock slid in and out of her from behind, two of her glistening fingers were massaging a full swollen pussy. Her clit rolled under her slick fingertips.

The bedroom felt to be some chamber full of amber candlelight, large ancient vases and rugs on stucco walls. I seemed in another time.

I tried to speak again. Silence. I was bound. I could only watch her do as she pleased. She pulled against her own restraints. She was as ensnared as I. As she did the men pulled her closer. taking her. As the one man slipped his cock out of her and another entered her. Her eyes closed and her smile spread. 

I leaned forward both wanting to rescue her and enjoy her delight more closely. I tried to get out of the chair again, the bonds were too tight and the chair too heavy to move. I could do nothing but watch spellbound as the men enjoyed my wife. As they had their way with her she looked at me. I could do nothing. Her expression went from one addicted to her fate, to a helpless victim and back to one addicted.

Then I saw it in her eyes and she looked deep within me. She liked me there, having to watch, and her at the mercy of her lovers. She was both in control and not.

Ann went on sucking, fucking and loving her situation as though no one existed but her passions and her lusts. She pulled one of the men to her and sucked his lower lip into her mouth. Then she kissed him deeply as I watched. Licking at him like a hungry she-cat she turned back and looked at me again. Then leaning down she took the head of another man's cock into her lips teasing it. She seemed to have them all oozing with a state expectation. 

Her body almost seemed oiled as she slithered up through the ménage of exploring hands, muscles and cocks until she found the neck of another man that she wanted. Pulling herself up to him, she began caressing his face as she licked at his lips, teasing him before she kissed him passionately. 

They would give her rein as if she thought she was in control then the man with the leash and the others quickly let her know that she was the prey here. She was the captive.

The two men were still holding her legs open wide. Her pussy was engorged, slick and wanting. Another man had now slipped into her and begun fucking her thoroughly. He entangled his fingers in her hair as if it was a mane and began fucking her with more obsession. This man was taking her; he was pumping her, slapping his balls against her. They all held her tight as he enjoyed himself with her. Then she reached down between her legs and wrapped her fingers around the base of his cock. Her head fell back, rocking as she moaned, smiling at her torment. 

I found myself floating, drifting along, mesmerized with it all. Then I saw another girl enter and stop. She had on black thigh high hose, high spiked heels, long black elbow gloves and garters with no bra or panties. Her large round nipples were puffy and light pink against her alabaster skin and her pussy and Mound of Venus were shaved smooth and fair. 

Her dark eyes scanned the room with an air of confidence and control. Over her shoulder she held a leather leash. In tow on the other end of it was a man with a black collar around his neck and a blindfold over his eyes. He, like the rest of us was displaying an impressive hard cock. 

She noticed my hard on and winked at Ann as she sauntered passed the bed toward me. As she did her hand graced a bare muscular ass of one of the men. A devilish smile crept across her face. The man following behind was the woman's husband. I don't know how I knew but I did.

She kneeled between my legs and wrapped the black glove around my cock. It strained in her hand as she stroked it a few times, looking at it, teasing it. She asked me if it needed some attention. It did! Ohhh it did. I wanted to tell her but all I could do was look helpless.

She looked toward the bed at Ann and at the pleasure she was getting from her admirers. Ann smiled a knowing smile back at the woman.

The woman spoke to me. "Your wife seems to be taking to her new captivity quiet well. Don't you think?"

Then she took my cock into her mouth and licked all around the head deliciously teasing it. I moaned loudly! Sensation flooded up through my body. She stroked it a few more times for good measure, engulfed it in her mouth again and quickly stood up leaving me trembling, quaking for more. My body felt on the verge of shock. 

Ignoring me now she walked over to the bed. Climbing onto Ann she kissed her enthusiastically, their tongues licking at each other's mouths. The woman's mouth moved down to Ann's nipples and began teasing and sucking them. The woman removed her gloves and one hand dropped below, teasing Ann's pussy and assisting the big cock as it continued to slide in and out of her. 

I watched as the woman's fingers wrapped around his cock and she pulled the length of his thick meat from inside Ann. She held it there as though it was a trophy for me to see, shinny and glazed. The woman leaned down and took it into her mouth savoring it and licking it clean. Next she moved it aside and crawled down closer, licking deep into Ann's pussy before inserting the cock up into her again. The man began fucking her again as Ann's eyes glazed to another place.

The woman's fingers moved to her own pussy playing with it as she watched from a few inches the mass that Ann was taking into her. She dipped her fingers into her pussy coating them with her juices. Then slipping her glazed fingers out, she moved up to Ann, wiping her fingers across Ann's lips, coating them. Ann's mouth parted. As it did a thick cock appeared beside her cheek. The woman took it in one hand and with the other turned Ann's mouth to it. The two women kissed and sucked it together, teasing it until it gushed warm cream on their lips and cheeks.

Ann looked across the void at me with that almost defiant smile and spoke again. "You see Tony! I...I told you that I had perverted dreams too! Most women do. We just keep them well hidden."

The cock sliding in and out of her pussy began to slow as grunts and groans came deep from the man's throat. I looked between her legs as his balls moved and his cock almost seemed to swell. Then the muscles in his thighs flexed as he rammed her time after time. As he exploded inside her his cock became glazed with his own juices.

He slipped it out, lying back on the bed. His meat, still hard, lay calm and wet against his abbs. Ann lay back into the arms of her other lovers. She spread her legs wide for me to see her cum covered lips. She smiled and told me to come taste her. "I want you to come here and lick her clean." She said in a voice that melted me. "You need to reassure her that you want her to be naughty!" 

My eyes locked on the slickness between her legs. "You like the way she looks, don't you, covered with another man's cum?" Bound to the chair I still couldn't move. Strangely enough I wanted to. I wanted to do as she said. She giggled. "Later my Dear. You can have her later, when she's had more for me to watch you enjoy." 

I heard a waterfall... or was it raining? I turned and tried to look back over my shoulder. I could see through a window into a courtyard. I saw others peering in as if they wanted to join the in the orgy. They smiled at me knowing I was getting what I deserved.

I felt I was going to cum with out anyone touching me. The air itself seemed to be filled with sex. I wanted to climb on the bed and have Ann for myself. Gaaaa! I needed to cum! My cock was swollen and tingling as my body pressed it against the bed. I moaned and moved against it, imagining my cock sliding up into Ann. I'd have given anything to cum. 

'Against the bed?' I thought to myself as my hips slowly rubbed my cock against the coolness of the sheets. Confusion blurred my mind. My face found her softness. I wanted to taste her. Face down on the bed, my hips moving against the sheets hungry to enter her. My arms were wrapped around the soft pillow. The pillow? I slowly cracked my eyes and looked around. It was morning. The room was empty. No one was to be found. I wasn't in a strange room but alone in my own bed. My heart sank and then I heard Ann in the bath, the shower running.

I smiled to myself and paused. Then I looked toward the sound of the shower. I couldn't help but smile at what I was about to give her.

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The Dream



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Have you ever had a dream that for the most part was based on real life events but your subconscious brings the rest into light using your imagination.... Well here is one of the dreams I had which some is based on things that happened and things that could have followed on from them...

You walk into the room and sit down on the closest chair. I look at you, there's a sense of mischief about you today. 

"So," you say with a slight smile on your face, "are you ready for your massage?"

For the past few weeks there has been some "mild" flirtation between the two of us and the massage mentioned is payment for me winning an argument. 

"I'm as ready as I'm going to be," I replied as I sit on the seat in front of you, sitting up straight so you can massage my shoulders and neck easily. But you pull me back against you and you support my upper body.

Your voice is low as you say, "Relax just close your eyes and enjoy."

And that is exactly what I do as your hands move in small circular motions weaving out the knots in my shoulders and neck over my shirt. However I'm getting slightly turned on as I sink back further into you. Your hands slide in under the collar and touch my bare skin for the first time. I inhale deeply as your touch runs an electric current through my body. I bite down on my lip to stop myself from moaning out loud. You continue with the slow circular motions as you move up my neck and on to my collar bone. I'm breathing deeply now and I can't stop the moan that passes my lips. You continue unfazed, but I can feel your heart beating hard against my back. You bring your hands away from my collar bone but I arch up and your hands touch the very top of my breasts. I keep still, anticipating you will continue lower but I'm plagued with disappointment that you'll stop and leave, but yet you surprise me by keeping your fingers circling but just above where I want your hands to be. 

Your hands move to the buttons of my shirt and you say that it's in the way and you pop them one by one slowly so I'm sitting there with my shirt hanging from my shoulder with a light strap top underneath. To my shame, I had worn lacy underwear that day and my nipples were clearly evident beneath the bra and top. You continue with a greater urgency than before. You massage deeper into my muscles I moan softly. It feels so good I just can't help it. You lean your head down on mine near the nape of my neck. I can feel your warm breath there, causing a delicious shiver to run through my body but I'm not cold. I want more than just your breath on my neck; I want your lips and your tongue. I want to feel the softness of your lips as they touch my skin for the first time, to feel the flick of your tongue as you taste my skin. My body is aching for you to touch me so much more intimately than you are now. My hands are twitching at my sides as I long to take control and give into these feelings I'm having. As you massage my neck your fingers graze across my lips, I can't help myself as I flick my tongue across your fingertip. I want to suck it into my mouth slowly, seductively with my eyes locked with yours, as a taste of what I can do and would be most willing to do.

But I restrain myself, I can't lose control or else I won't be able to stop myself. Your hands move back down my neck and rest on my shoulders. We sit there silently, our breathing heavy as I wonder what's running through your head? Are you having the same thoughts as I am? Slowly you push me away from your body, but you never completely break contact, keeping your hands on my shoulders.

Your voice slightly ragged you say, "Kneel up on the chair for me and I'll massage your lower back." I comply and kneel up on the chair, I'm slightly bent over in this position, it's a subtle not clear invitation. I want nothing more than to have you come up behind me and slide every single centimetre of your delicious cock into me from behind. But I doubt you know it or even notice the slight bend of my body. You trace your fingers against my skin at the top of my back as you stand behind me. It feels exquisite. Slowly you take the hem on my strap top and graze it against my skin as you pull it up to my shoulders, the back of my lacy black and purple bra on display. You sigh softly, with exasperation or with disappointment I don't know. You work the muscles in my back the same way as you worked my shoulders and neck. You are so good at this, I don't know why I didn't ask you for a massage before; but I think if I experienced this before I would have jumped you a long time ago. Your fingers feel so good...God I want you to touch me, I can feel a pool of heat and moisture between my legs; I'm so turned on by this and by you. In one part of my back you massage so deep and I moan and buck up my ass rubbing up against you. You massage deeply again and I buck against you again. It feels so good; I can feel your hardness as my ass rubs up against you. I think of the few layers of clothes between us and how easily they can be removed. Your hands slide up to my shoulders and slowly, almost shyly you pull my ass against you. Oh my god! Yes I want this! Please?! 

I whimper out load, hoping this will continue as I pull away and you pull me back to you by the shoulders. Your hand starts an exploration of my body as the other stays on my shoulder. You trace the swell of my breast with your fingers making me gasp in surprise. They're just so sensitive. Your fingers close around my breast and squeeze it. Your fingers begin plucking at my hard swollen nipples. I have to bite down on my lip to stop from screaming. You keep up this torture for the next few minutes and I can feel the pull of my orgasm slowly building. All the while you're pulling me against your body. Your fingers make a trail down my stomach around my piercing and to the top of my jeans. Just as you pop the button on my jeans you place your lips on my neck. 

"Please" I whimper as I can't take much more of this. I need a release the sexual tension and frustration is building in my body. 

"Patience is a virtue," you reply to which I answer, "A virtue which I don't possess."

And just as your hand slides down the waistband of my jeans...... I wake up. 



The Dream



I sip my water and stare at you. Unconscious, you are tied down to the bed, and I am taking a moment to revel in my audacity. Taking another sip while watching you jerk in your sleep, dead to the world, this is how I managed to bind your arms and legs to the bed in the first place. If you were awake right now, you would growl, and holler, and entice me to behave by cooing out your sobriquet. In this moment, I will have none of it. Though I may look calm, the water I drink is merely so that I last and don't pass out before I am finished. 

One final swallow and the glass is set down on the nightstand, I lean over the bed to lightly trail my fingers over your chest. Your power beneath my fingertips has the ability to both make me weak and embolden me to strip it from you. I drag my nails over your chest, the shock of it wakes you up, but by the time you clear the sleep from your eyes and realize that you are bound, I am already at the end of the bed, to forestall any complaints or questions from you, I lean over and place one small kiss on the tops of your feet. It may well be the only moment of submission that you get from me. But it is enough, though I can sense the weariness through your form. It's all those hours at work, the ones that have made you so tired and me, so insatiable. 

Crawling onto the bed and drag my nails up your leg while listening to the sweet hiss of your breath. Then leaning down I run my tongue over these new red welts that grace the sensitive skin of your thighs, feeling the heat from them. My tight red curls tickle your skin as I move, and I can feel you shudder beneath me. 

I cannot help but drag my tongue up your thigh and over your hip bone, diligently avoiding the one area I know you want me to touch, its own aching neediness jumping at my nearness. But ignore it I do, sinking my teeth into the relative softness of your belly, hearing your groan. I decide to leave a mark there, sucking gently so that the red spot will remain even when I am finished with you. My skin slides over yours as I move up your chest alternating between my nails striking at you, leaving designs in red, or my tongue whose wetness only leaves a tingle before it's gone. We are pressed together for but a minute, your heaving chest music to my ears. 

Watching as your tongue slides along your lips, I don't even kiss you, and hurriedly move my body over yours. Placing a knee on either side of your head, one hand reaches for your hair, the other the headboard to hold myself up against the power that your mouth holds over my body. 

That first sweet, tentative, lick frees me, and I hear my inhibitions whisper goodbye in my ear. My fingers pull at you, and my hips push lower to bring me closer, to pull you deeper. Feeling our combined wetness, I moan softly. You're fully awake now, and starving, and press yourself up into me as much as is possible. My hips buck over your tongue and the pressure to my clit sends a gasp trailing out of my mouth. I toss my head back and moan deeply, my hair sliding out of my eyes, only to cover my face again when I look down, I can feel every lick and nibble, the soft grate of your tongue over my clit, the full kiss you deliver to me. It makes me weak, and I am glad for the wall. Every touch from you, elicits another sound from me in our little game. Moaning, gasping, mewling, these sounds are almost foreign to my ears, though they push me on, make me want more. 

Welling within me, I can feel it. I moan and drip with anticipation. I need this, I want this so badly. I am a creature of heat and wetness, all moans and movement. When you push your slick tongue inside me, I take it as permission granted, and gush in pleasure from my orgasm. I can feel the wetness cover you and I jerk and spasm above you. I plead with you to stop as though you could choose pinned between my legs, my hands buried in your hair. 

I weakly move away, sliding into the spot next to you, holding you close. Resting my head for but a moment, I have to kiss you then, it's rough and demanding. I lick at your lips, needy again in my lust. Tasting myself, so like tears on your cheeks and I am not finished. Again I can feel that want rise within, and I become crazy with it. I need to be filled. 

Still kissing and caressing I straddle your hips, I don't tease, or slide over you with all of my normal brattiness, instead I take you into me. Sighing delicately as I am filled, your hardness twitching inside me, I cannot resist any longer, leaning slightly forward, digging my nails into your chest as I move against you. My eyes close and dipping one hand low to finger my already craving clit, rubbing it in time to my already frenzied thrusts. You try, you try so very hard to match my tempo with your hips, but cannot, and nor do I want you to. I will use you for my pleasure this night; you are merely along for the ride. As you are held by the ropes to the bed, so do I hold you tight within me, squeezing tight around your shaft. My pussy contracting with each rub to the clit, the sounds that I made before are nothing compared to these. The heavy moans and loud gasps punctuated with each movement of my hips. I lean back and watch you, watch me bouncing over your cock, my breasts heaving with the movement, my hair crazy and wild as if to call attention to this fact, I curl my fingers into it and pull. Hearing your moan and know how you would so love to be free to do this to me. To do what you want with me, but this isn't about your wants. My fingers double their efforts as my free hand tugs at my hair, pinches my already hard nipples and scratches at your chest. 

Leaning over and using my hand to hold me up as I slide over your hardness, I see the hard glint of lust in your eyes, I oblige you this one wish and deliver one of my nipples to your lips. Pulling it into your mouth the triple sensation of your cock, my nimble fingers, and your teeth tugging... I'm done for. Ripping myself from your lips, I bounce on your length with short staccato bursts, my fingers rubbing sinfully over my engorged clit, and when I close my eyes, all I can see is stars.

My orgasm hits me with the force of a wave of water, and I am blown over in my attempts to withstand. I scream my release to the ceiling, and cover you and me in my juices. Again in a pleading tone I beg, and hear you growl at me, I can't stop moving, can't stop anything. Manically, I slip you out of me, turn around and slide you down my throat. Again, cleaning myself off of you, but I suck and whimper around your cock, wondering if you will resist me. 

You will not, as you pour your seed down my throat, and I take it all greedily. My lips tugging as if to swallow you whole, I make sure every drop of hot cum is gone, and as I pull away, licking my lips with a satisfied little sigh, I hear you chuckle at me softly. Without a word, I reach out and undo the knots that hold you in place, laying down on my side and close my eyes, I feel your arms wrap around me pulling me closer, but I am already fighting sleep.

In my ear you whisper, "Good girl" and then with a soft shudder I am unconscious myself.



The Dream



Melina watched as the snorkeler swam nearer and nearer to her island. His boat was anchored a fifty yards behind him. The island set just outside the inner edge of Hawk's Channel south of the line of Florida Keys. She was sunning on the sun deck on the very top of her unusual home. Her skin was already covered with a flawless light tan showing no marks of any kind. Her long blonde hair was sun bleached with white streaks. Other than her eyelashes and eyebrows she had no other hair on her slim sleek body. When she saw the swimmer tilt his head forward, looking at something on the bottom, she jumped up and ran away from him and entered a door in a small structure above the deck.

She descended a spiral stair into a large room and walked to the seaward side of the house. Looking through the huge one-way glass windows she observed as he swam closer to her domain. His head lifted and he looked at the strange house. It looked as if a spaceship, a flying saucer, had landed on the small island. Part of it projected half way out over the water on one side. A large tube dropped from the bottom of the craft and descended below the surface of the ocean.

The snorkeler noticed that the water was getting deeper as he neared the island. The water was now thirty feet deep. It had only been ten feet deep at the boat. He could now see that there was an underwater room below the house. There was a small coral reef close to the room, part of the reef almost touching one of the large windows. There were fan corals, brain corals, stag and elk horn corals, sea fans, plate corals, clumps of fire coral, and other corals growing on the edge of a dead coral wall over a cave beneath the coral. He lifted his head and looked around above the water. He looked back to his boat, it was almost 70 yards away. He saw a large sign on a piling sticking above the water off to the side of the way he had come. He kicked over to where he could see the front of the sign. It read,





The Dream



He pushed the Speedos down his legs to his feet then stood silently before her. Each took in the other's body. Her body was smooth but very well toned, her tummy was flat but with a slight six pack. She watched as his cock slowly reached it's full size. A smile worked at the corner of her lips. PERFECT! His cock was perfect. It was only about six and a half or seven inches long but it was very thick. She grinned and thought, 'You will always know where that log is, but he will never hurt you.' His belly was a well defined six pack, his shoulders, arms and legs were well muscled and strong. His was not the body of a weight lifter; his strength obviously came from hard use. She watched his muscles ripple as he reached for her, she melted into his arms. He carried her to her bed and gently placed her in the center.

He smiled, but his eyes were intense, "May I devour you?"

"Oh! Yes, please do."

Sam crawled up beside her and softly kissed her lips. His lips were parted widely and she opened her mouth to match his. Their tongues twisted gently together. She felt his tender soft touch on her breast. His large hand delicately cupped her left breast, tenderly lifting and caressing it, gently squeezing, then releasing the pressure of his fingers. He leaned up and lightly kissed her neck just behind her ear, then softly licked behind her ear lobe with the very tip of his warm tongue. 

He smiled when she softly sighed, her eyes closed and there was a gentle smile on her lips. He barely touched his lips to hers. Her eyes popped open to verify it was really a kiss and not a dream. She smiled and pulled him down to where her lips could touch his. It was another soft gentle kiss. A flush of pure pleasure flowed through her body. She shivered with delight. WOW! What a lover this man was. She was having orgasms and they had just started. He was a very patient and clever lover. He knew how to please her and he proceeded to slowly and tenderly explore each of her erogenous zones. He even butterfly kissed the palm of her hand and it turned her to jelly. He moved deliberately, making places that were never sensitive before into real hot spots.  

She never knew a feather like touch of the tongue between the spread fingers where they joined the hand was so damned erotic. Then the inside of her elbow was touched faintly with the tip of the tongue, and sent shivers through her, she wanted to watch to see what he was going to do next but she was so relaxed and yet still riding a fine edge between pleasure and orgasm. She couldn't open her eyes, she was afraid to change anything. This was far and away the best loving of her life, nothing had ever even come close. He hadn't even reached her pussy yet. God! What would he do to her there, the thought triggered a massive orgasm so strong she screamed at the top of her lungs and held Sam in place, "Please do not move a hair. Jesus Christ! You are amazing. That was the biggest orgasm of my entire life! Do not plan on ever leaving my bed. I am never going to let you out of my sight." She pulled his face to hers and looked into his blue eyes. "Sam, I can't believe the things you did to me, but I really don't remember anything special that you did do. You take loving to new heights, you do simple little things that blend together and meld into a huge flood of sensations that overwhelm a girl. Please let me make love to your beautiful cock. I desperately need to please you. I hope I can do half as good as you did." 

He hugged her to his body and grinned, "I think that as hot as I am right now, that I will cum if you just touch my cock."

She looked at him, surprise on her face, "You mean that what you do excites you as much as it does me?"

"Sure it does, I feel most of what you feel. I try my best to imagine how what I do feels to you. I love it too! I'm sorry I am so slow, I can go faster if you want me to."

"No! You are just perfect, I absolutely adore the way you make love to me. Can we just cuddle for a while? I have reached a point of sensory overload right now. Let me hold you and regain my balance. I am still on a sexual high and I don't want to lose that. Forgive me please, I thought I had experienced almost everything sexually. Boy was I ever wrong. You taught me that I am a novice next to you."

"No, to be honest, you are only about my fourth woman. I just remembered something I read or heard somewhere. It said that 'if you really want to please a woman, don't think of your own pleasure, concentrate on pleasing her. Remember to move half as fast as you want to, and touch twice as gently as you want to. Your pleasure will come back tenfold.' Did I do OK?"

"Sammy, I can't speak for all women, but I know it was easily the most pleasure I have ever felt. I think it's partly because I can feel the care you are taking to insure my pleasure. You are not just going through the motions to get yourself off. I feel your love envelop me from top to bottom. Right now I have an overwhelming desire to have you impregnate me, I need you inside me. Please, please, now!"

Sam grinned, "OK, you talked me into it, but on my terms, I love that slow and gentle now, and I will try that first." He moved between her legs and spread her legs further, dropping his face to her pussy. She felt his tongue lap at her inner lips, then delving between them. She was plenty slippery and wet and he lifted and moved forward until Melina felt his cock touch her pussy. It slipped easily between the lips and slid slowly into her vagina. She felt her sheath stretch to accommodate him. It felt so damned good she had to scream. He cock pushed in until his pubes hit her smooth mound. He paused then slid slowly all the way out. His hand grasped his cock and rubbed it slowly up over her clitoris several times then slipped in her pussy again. Melina's next orgasm surprised her, suddenly it was there, a biggie, a real toe clincher. Then another hit, even bigger and harder. She knew she was screaming but couldn't stop! Suddenly Sam stopped, they looked at each other the she heard someone yell from outside her door, "Are you alright in there?"

Melina screamed, "HELL YES! YES, YES, I'M WONDERFUL, LEAVE US ALONE!"

Sam paused for only a second, then he continued the long slow deliberate strokes into her pussy. She was having orgasms continuously now. She was muffling her screams with a pillow over her mouth. She suddenly realized that he was gradually changing his strokes and he was moving his ass from one side to the other on each new stroke. The head of his cock was entering her pussy at a different angle and sliding down a different side of her vagina. She smiled as she felt him change again, this time he lowered his ass and his cock pressed against the top of her sheath and across her 'Good' spot. That added another layer to the massive orgasm building inside her. She moaned and threw her arms around him, "Now Sammy, FUCK ME NOW! I want you to cum inside me! Finish me hard and fast, YESSSS! JUST LIKE THAT! GOD THAT IS WONDERTFUL. Ohhhh! God yessssss! I feel your cum inside me, I love that. It feels like a lot. Please just hold me tight before I have to get up and get us some towels."

Sam scooted down and pulled her legs back apart. He pressed his face into her wet dripping cunt. Melina felt his mouth sucking at the opening to her vagina. She fell on her back and spread wider holding herself open with her fingers. He worked on her pussy then licked up the fluid on her inner thighs. Then he jumped out of bed and asked, "Where are the towels, you are going to leak when you sit up or walk."

"The linen closet is just inside the bathroom door on the right, second shelf from the top, get the blue set."

Sam returned and tossed her a towel. She pressed it between her legs and headed for the bathroom. "Wanna take a shower with me? I'll get you squeaky clean." As they entered the shower Melina said, "We take Navy showers when there are this many people aboard. You get wet and shut the water off. Soap and scrub yourself, then rinse off. We use salt water in the toilets."

"How do you handle the waste?"

We have a waste treatment plant that bakes and flash dries everything, grinds it up, then bags it for us to haul off. We use rain water and a Reverse Osmosis System for fresh water."

Sam saw his duffle bag against the wall and opened it and put on some shorts and a Tee shirt. He watched Melina dress in yellow panties and a little yellow sundress. She twirled for him to see it and said, "You like it?"

"Hell yes, I love it." She took his hand and they returned to the central room. There were about ten people in the room. Everyone clapped and hooted at them. Gail rushed to Melina and hugged her, "GOD, Sam must be damned good, I have never ever heard you get vocal during sex, not even with Jack."

Melina smiled, "You will scream too girl. He is that good."

Some people turned back to watch television, four were playing cards. Sam turned, walked to the circular stairway and descended. Melina didn't see him go, she turned to say something to him and was startled to find him gone. She looked around, puzzled. "What happened to Sam?" 

Gail place a hand on each of her shoulders and looked in her eyes, "Sweetie, are you in love with him. Do you love Sam?"

Melina's eyes widened, "Oh! I guess I do. Hell yes, I love him with all my heart. "Why do you ask?"

"Because when you said I would love the way he fucks he looked shocked, hurt and confused. Did you tell him we are all in the 'lifestyle', swingers?"

"No, I was going to talk to him about it later."

Gail looked at her friend, "Honey, I hope it's not too late."

Melina ran to the steps and went down as fast as she could. She didn't see him at first, then she saw him off in a corner, sitting with his head in his hands. She walked to him and knelt beside him and put her arms around him. She softly kissed his cheek. He lifted his head and looked at her. There was no expression on his face at all, no love, no anger, nothing.

She whispered, "Sammy, I spoke in admiration of your loving and didn't mean that I would share you. You are not mine to share. We have not committed to each other, and to be honest with you, I have never believed in marriage, it was never for me for several reasons. But I never thought I would find someone who fills me with such delightful love. I didn't know how it feels. I have never before wanted to be with someone all the time. Please come up on the sundeck with me. It is my private place, I never take anyone there. It is where I go to be alone and think about things that matter to me. Please come with me." He nodded.

It was in the dark of the moon and millions of stars were bright above them. They sat together on a raised area covered with a thick soft mat. "This is where I sun bathe. It is my favorite place in the whole world at night. You are the only person I have brought here at night, or any time for that matter."

They lay back and nothing was said for a long time, then Sam rolled to face her. "Melina, I love you. I love you very much. I have read that sharing your lover with someone she desires for pure sex is the highest possible expression of your love. I believe that may be possible after a long, long relationship where there is complete trust and belief in your partners love for you.

"I don't think it is possible to achieve that degree of love and trust in a new relationship. I think a man or woman needs to be sure that they are conceiving children with their partner and not with someone else. The urge or need to be monogamous is a very powerful feeling. The thought of you with someone else is devastating to me at this point in our relationship, if we have a relationship, or maybe I am the only one that feels that way. I guess I am reading too much into your kindness and friendliness."

"No Sammy, Honey, I feel that we are in a relationship, my very first one, really. I want you to know that as you were talking about sharing, I visualized you making love to Gail. Never in my life have I felt such jealousy and anger. I don't think I can share you, my love, at least not yet. I have had sex with every person down stairs, and with many others. I now know I never made love with any of them." Their lips met in a sweet kiss. Their bodies pressed close to each other.

Melina and Sam held each other and whispered to each other their thoughts about many different things. Suddenly there was a flash of lightning and a clap of thunder nearby and they both jumped and looked around. The storm was close, they ran for the stairs and went to the main room. Everyone was there.

Gail looked at the two of them, she grinned, "You guys look so damned cute together, is there a wedding in the works?"

Melisa looked startled, "ME?" Then Melisa looked at Sam. She slowly said, "A long white gown, flowers everywhere, Sam in a dress uniform, an arch of swords." She smiled, winked at Gail, "Then the next thing you know this place will be full of squalling brats, Tinker Toys and Leggos, dirty diapers and bottles of formula. Yep! Sounds like a plan to me!"

"What? Really?"

"No. We are not to that stage yet. We have only established that we are definitely in a relationship. You guys know that is a huge step for me. I am committed to him though, we are exclusive to each other."

Gail screamed, "Yipee! Melina is finally hooked on a guy. I am so happy for both of you, all of us have been praying it would happen for both of you. We have seen the two of you giving each other those love sick looks. 'Lina is like a bitch who keeps backing up against a male dog to get him to mount her. Did it work?" 

"Talk about a hot bitch, I saw you sniffing around my man." Melina was laughing as she threw a small pillow at Gail. She walked to Sam and pulled his head down for a loving kiss."

Things got quiet when Jack asked, "Sam, are you a career Marine, where are you stationed."

Sam looked at Melisa when he answered. "I was a lifer. But I am now on what they call 'terminal leave' awaiting assignment to inactive duty with the Marine Reserves. I am currently assigned to Bethesda Naval hospital near Washington, D.C., I have been wounded too many times, and I will probably never see combat again. That would eliminate any chance for promotion to higher ranks. I have no real plans for when I get out. I love this area and I will probably settle somewhere in the Keys. I am sort of looking around now. I don't need to work but I need something to do. This is something Melina and I need to sit down and discuss."

One of the other men said, "How many times were you wounded Sam?"

"Well, in three tours to Iraq and Afghanistan I was wounded four times by road side bombs, seven times by small arms fire and five times by grenades or rockets, seven more by land mines, for a total of twenty three separate wounds of all sizes, a bunch were minor but were sustained with major wounds. I am entitled to wear twenty two stars on my Purple Heart Medal. Basically, when things got tight, I was the guy who jumped up and yelled 'CHARGE'."

Someone said, "Did you get a lot of Medals for valor?"

"Yes."

Melisa sat stunned, tears flooding from her eyes as she looked at Sam, her hands over her mouth. She jumped to her feet, "Don't even think about going back, EVER!" She threw her arms around him, buried her face in his chest and sobbed. Sam tried to comfort her and she stopped crying. He gave her a handkerchief and she dried her eyes. She looked at him and sighed, "I can see that I am going to have to watch you like a hawk for the rest of my life to keep you out of trouble. I will do it too! You have done ALL of your hero shit, understand, NO MORE!" She ran to the bath room.

Sam looked around, "Is she always like that?"

Everyone looked at each other, the all shook their heads, "No, we have never seen her get emotional about anything before. She is always the calm, collected, one who steadies everyone in a crisis."

Gail said, "The poor girl has never been in love before. It changes everything."

Sam heard the door open and turned to see Melina walking towards him. She paused and looked around, "I'm sorry everyone, I guess I made a fool of myself, please forgive me. Especially poor Sam, I guess I embarrassed him."

Sam smiled, "Girl, in my mind I have nothing to forgive you for. Not a soul laughed or took exception to anything you did. Gail did remark that you were not used to caring about someone and she said that caring about someone can be very painful at times when they are hurt and you can't do anything to help them."

Gail moved to hug Melina and she whispered, "Girl, you have a very special man, never let him get away."

Melina pulled back, "I know that. I am emotionally exhausted. I just want to take Sam to my bed and cuddle with him all night."

Sam woke up with soft lips pressed gently to his and a warm little hand holding his hard cock. Sam pulled back and grinned, "You taste like tooth paste! Let me go pee and brush my teeth, just hold that thought." 

It seemed to be only a minute when Melinda felt him snuggle to her back. She turned and kissed him, "I missed you, Sweetie, I can't stand not being able to touch you. I think that was the best, most relaxing night of my whole life. I think I had a hand on you all the time."

"What are we going to do today, Melina?"

"Well, everyone else was up all night observing the sharks feed. They will sheep until noon. Do you have anything you need to do with your truck?"

"Yeah, I guess we need to talk about what we want to do. I want to be with you until I have to go back to Washington. Do you have things you need to do?"

"If I have a say in things, we WILL be together. I need to go shopping before WE leave for Washington. I have a nice Lexus that may be more comfortable than your truck for the trip. I also have a Condo in Islamorada that has a boat ramp and plenty of parking for your boat and truck."

Sam grinned, "Let's do it, can you leave the crowd here and go do your own thing?"

"Sure, they have a key and use the place even if I am away."

"Great, can we find a nice Motel and spend the night alone together. We can do whatever you want, then go out to dinner, then after dinner we can go to the motel and make love all night long."

"Fine; except for the motel part." 

"What? You don't want to be alone with me?"

"Don't be silly, Sam, of course I want that. But I have a perfectly lovely Condo, sitting empty, it is very quiet and it is the end unit and we won't disturb the neighbors."

Sam grinned, "You win again my lady." She helped him load his gear aboard his boat, called Dwight, and they ran in to where he left his truck and trailer. They loaded his boat on the trailer and Melina showed him the way to her condo. They parked his truck, boat, and trailer inside a fenced parking area. They carried his things into her apartment. It was a lovely unit with a waterfront view and a boat dock in back. The condo was very comfortable and not too feminine. Sam liked it very much and told her so. Dwight scratched to go out. Sam asked and Melina told him to let Dwight out, the yard was fenced and Dwight loved to be outside.

They sat and cuddled in a large lounger. She asked Sam if he had a schedule of things he had to do in Washington. Sam dug a brief case out of his things. He showed her his itinerary. Melina looked it over, she screeched, "What is this: 'Luncheon at the White House followed by the presentation of medals.' Are you getting the medals?"

"Yeah, some of them I guess."

"Oh my God! Luncheon at the White House, I have nothing to wear. And look at this, the next night, 'Dinner at the Army-Navy Club with the Joint Chiefs of Staff'. Then the next night, seated on the Reviewing Stand with the Presidential Party for a 'Concert on the Mall with Presentation of Honors by the Marine Corps Band, the Marine Drum and Bugle Corps and the Silent Drill Team.'" She grinned happily at Sam, "Hell, I'll need a whole new wardrobe. NO, I do have some summer clothes that will do."




The Dream



Sam said, "I don't have that problem, I just have to stop by Camp Lejeune, North Carolina and get my uniforms. I may need a new set of dress whites or two. I'll have to wear them three nights in a row. I have one good set now so one more set will do, I'll probably never wear them again."

Melina stared at him with a tear running down her cheek. "Oh! Sammy, you love being a Marine don't you."

"Yeah, the Corps has been my whole life for six or seven years. I kind of get a feeling that I am losing everything I worked for for a long time. Sort of saddens me." Then he grinned, "But I am gaining you! I could never go off and leave you for nine months and in some cases 18 months at a time. I know you couldn't do without sex for that long."

"Well, there is no way that I would ever cheat on you. I would have to tough it out." Then she laughed, "The best thing is that it will never happen now." She looked at Sam. "How in the world do people do that, I don't mean the sex, I mean not seeing someone you love for that long, I would go crazy."

"I don't know, some of the guys I know give their wives permission to have a one nighter once in awhile, if they promised to never, under any conditions, date the same guy twice. Other guys just say they will forgive almost anything because they were not exactly angels themselves. I know I was unable to forgive my first wife. I had been gone for nine months and found she was seven months pregnant when I got home. For the first six months I was gone when I talked to her on the satellite phone she told me she loved me and would never touch another man. Then it changed a bit and I couldn't pin down what was wrong. She still said she loved me when I got home but couldn't explain how she got pregnant. I moved out and we kept trying to patch things up. It didn't work. I filed for a divorce just before she had a black baby. The neighbors told me the black guy had lived with her the whole time I was gone. I considered myself lucky to have gotten off without having to pay her a cent."

Melina looked at Sam solemnly, "I am going to stick with you like a bad habit and you are going to love it, because I am going to be the best wife a man could ever have. This condo is now our home, I have put your things in your closet and in your chest of drawers. Everything is put away except for your dirty laundry and that is in the washer. Tomorrow we will go to the bank and put you on my accounts and get you your own credit cards on that account. I am as sure as I can be that you will never touch a dime of my money. So for both of us to be comfortable with a useful joint account you will put whatever amount you are comfortable with in that account and I will match it. That will be OUR money. OK?"

Sam looked at her. He took his checkbook from his briefcase and wrote a check. He endorsed it and handed it to her. 

Melina looked at it and smiled, "Perfect, that is what I keep in that account." She giggled, "The 200,000 dollars in our join account will be sufficient until I hit the first upscale dress shop. I can blow that whole thing in an hour for a couple of nice dresses."She broke into a gale of laughter at the expression on his face. "Sweetie, you want me to look nice don't you?"

When she recovered she smiled gently at him, "Honey, when we get to Washington I will have already contacted some New York designers that have my measurements, they will pay me to wear their latest designs to THOSE functions. None of them could afford to buy that kind of publicity. Everything will be appropriate for the fiancé of a young Marine officer, I will not ever embarrass you, my sweet love."

Sam smiled, "I told myself that you could be a top fashion model with your beauty and poise. Was I right?"

"Yes Dear, I was a top model for years. You see, I was raised in that genre, my mother was a top model years ago until she married Daddy. Daddy comes from old, old, money. Invitations to Daddy's house in Washington are more prized than invitations to the White House. Daddy will love you and Momma will adore you. You are in for a treat, everyone in the family will love you for making an honest woman of the black lamb of the family." She smiled and giggled again. "They will all faint when I introduce you as my fiancé, a handsome genuine mega hero who happens to be a really very nice person. I can't wait to see the expressions on their faces. Most of the ladies would die for only one of the invitations we have. I am going to be so proud of you."

"Are you dependent on your family's money or are you independently wealthy?" 

"I am totally independent. I made big bucks as a model, I never spent much, and I have an inheritance from my grandmother. I live quite well on the interest on my investments and from my rentals."

"Great, I am set up about the same way, but I never got into modeling."

"I have a great agent who could set you up as a male model. You are very handsome and would do well at it."

"Thanks, but I have a prior commitment."

Melinda looked startled, "WHAT COMMITMENT?"

"I have no time for that sort of nonsense; I am committed to being your husband, and that is a full time job. I don't think my lovely boss would let me off so I could run all over the place posing with beautiful girls."

"Don't tease me about that, it scares me."

Sam pulled her to his chest and kissed her passionately. He relaxed and smiled, "Sweetie, we have a week and a half before we leave, unless you want to go a little early so I can meet your family without being in the middle of all the things we have to attend. I need to spend a few hours in North Carolina and I have an appointment with my doctors the week after the White House Luncheon."

"Yes Dear, good thinking, that would be best, why don't we go ahead and get married here by a Justice of the Peace. If we go to my family my mother will insist on a huge affair, a minimum of 500 guests on just my side. I don't want that. Oh! Am I rushing things? Are you ready for that now? 

"Hell yes, answer one question and let's get dressed and go where we need to go to set it up, where, Marathon or Key West?"

"What question?"

"I need to know if you have made love with many black guys and how strong the attraction is."

"Several, the attraction is no different than for white guys. They are nothing special and no matter how strong the attraction is, I belong to you. Let's go to Marathon."

"Marathon, if we can't do it there we can go on to Key West."

Six o'clock that evening Sam held Melina's hands as they sat on her patio watching two steaks cook on the grill. Sam smiled, "Well, that was a busy afternoon my sweet wife, are you happy my Darling?"

"Yes, my sweet loving hubby, it was a wonderful afternoon. I never knew you could be so persuasive. You had the county people jumping through hoops to get everything done so fast. That old Judge was so cute, trying to help a fellow Marine, when he took over and waived half of the paperwork and just went ahead and married us. He said it is legal and binding so we are man and wife. You were smart to put on your uniform."

Sam chuckled, "We just did 500 freeloaders out of a party."

Melina, laughed with him, "I never thought of it that way, Daddy will secretly be happy we did it this way, I know I am."

"Hey girl, it looks like Dinner is ready, get the plates and stuff. I have plans for after dinner."

"Oh! Goody, we're gonna play cards, poke-her, I betcha." 

"Hmmm, that sounds good."

The steaks were excellent, cooked just right. The sex on their wedding night was even better than that. They finished dinner and looked at one another, Sam held out his hand and said, "We will clean up in the morning." He grabbed Melina, picked her up, and hurried to the bedroom. Sam put Melina on the bed and walked to the sliding glass door and slipped out on the dark patio, he was back in a moment grinning, "The hot tub is perfect, let's go." He finished undressing and saw Melina pick up two large towels. 

The water was just right as they eased themselves in. They moved together and kissed as the jets of bubbly water hit their bodies from different angles. Melina whispered, "Honey, slip that big cock in me and move us to where a jet hits us where we are joined together. The pulsing jet of hot water was almost too much sensation and they were both ready to cum when she turned the jets off. Sam continued his gentle thrusting and Melina's head dropped back, her eyes drifting closed while she savored the waves of pleasure surging through her body. 

Sam leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers, his tongue slipping between her lips and fondling her tongue. His tongue tenderly caressed her tongue and she shuddered as a bigger orgasm rocked her body. She felt his wonderful cock slip from her sheath. He lifted her and carried her to their bedroom and dried her carefully before putting her on the bed. He quickly dried himself, spread her thighs and she felt his lips and tongue slip between her inner lips and begin lapping up their combined fluids. He felt her shiver, the bedroom seemed very cold after the heat of the water. Sam moved up beside her and pulled the covers up to cover them. She cuddled against him, reaching up to pull his face to hers. She gently pressed her lips to his, sighed and was asleep. Sam smiled contentedly and his eyes drifted closed.

Sam awakened suddenly. He felt a wet warm sensation on his hard cock, a warm little hand cupped his balls gently and softly moving them around while the wet mouth and tongue eased up to the crown, pausing for the tongue to lick around his shaft below the ridge before rubbing the soft lips all over the head of his cock. He knew he could not long resist the pleasure he felt and that he was on the verge of cumming.

Sam croaked, "Sugar, I'm cumming, now!" He felt Melina's lips close tightly around the head of his cock, her hands gripping tighter and speeding their strokes up and down his stiff member. He felt the feeling in his groin that meant this climax was unstoppable. He felt the first spurt and watched her carefully, with the second spurt, he saw and felt her swallow, two more spurts and she swallowed again. The last two shots were weaker, She was smiling as she carefully licked every bit of cum off of his spent cock. She gave it a final kiss and smiled at him, "You have the sweetest cum I have ever tasted. In just love it."

He looked at her solemnly, "Have you tasted a lot of it?"

"I will never lie to you, my love, yes, I have tasted my share of cum, both male and female. I will never taste any but yours again. I really adore the way you taste. I guess it is sweet because you do not consume very much red meat."

Sam said, "I sort of feel bad about changing your lifestyle so much. Can you do it?"

"Sure I can, no problem, it is time for me to settle down and you, my Sweet, are my perfect man to do it with because you are the best I ever had anyway. To be honest with you, I will not miss the men as much as I will miss some of the girls. Most of them are very sweet and they will completely understand and will help me by not teasing me or tempting me." The guys will take it as a challenge for a while until I tell them how many men you have killed and maimed in hand to hand combat with your bare hands." 

"I never did that, a couple with a knife, but never bare handed."

"They don't have to know that."

The trip north was very pleasant; they enjoyed hearing about each other's lives and loves. Melina was careful about telling him about her sex life, she really only hinted at some of the things she had done. She was not specific about how many men she had had in a gang bang or how often she went to orgies. She loved him dearly and those things would never happen again without his permission and participation. They stopped often in motels, made love, slept a while then drove on.

The stopped at Camp LeJeune in North Carolina and he got some things from a storage unit he had there. They would get the rest of his things on the way back home. They stopped that night and Melina wanted to see him in his dress uniform. He dressed in his white uniform. She thought he was super handsome and was surprised at the number of ribbons and badges he wore on his chest. He had four rows of ribbons, beneath them were several marksmanship medals, and above the ribbons were a set of wings and a combat infantry badge.

Melina had to know what each item was and what he did to get it. He wore a Navy Cross, for heroism, a Silver Star for heroism with two small stars indicating a second and third award. He wore the ribbons for the Bronze Star with two stars and a small gold 'V', a Purple Heart ribbon with four small silver stars and two small bronze stars on the ribbon. He had seven campaign ribbons, some with stars, for various places he had been. He patiently explained what each was for.

She stared at him with tears running down her cheeks, she sobbed, "Now I have a small idea of what a hero I married, and how much he has given and suffered for his country. What do the little stars on the Purple Heart mean?"

"A small silver star signifies five awards of that medal, the bronze stars represent one additional award."

"Twenty two awards?"

"No, twenty-three. The ribbon counts as one too." 

"Do most Marine Captains have that many decorations?" 

He smiled, "No. I guess not."

"You have more than any of them don't you?" 

"Yeah! I guess I do."

"Daddy was a Marine Officer in WWII and in Korea. He is very proud of that. He is going to go absolutely crazy over you. Change back to your shorts and a T-shirt and we can get on the road. We should be in Washington this afternoon. Momma and Daddy know we are coming but I only told them I was bringing a man and that we only needed my old room, it has a queen sized bed so don't worry about that. This will be a total shock to them." She grinned as she wiggled the finger with her wedding ring.

"Yeah girl, your Daddy will be ready to run me off with a pitch fork. I am almost out of work and homeless."

"Don't worry about that." She giggled, "I'll just tell them I don't want you to work and that I am going to support you."

"Oh yeah! I know Daddy is going to love that!"

"Don't worry Sweetie my whole family will love you."

Several hours later Melina directed Sam into the drive of a huge house. He looked at her, "Are you sure this is the right place, it looks like a hotel?"

Melina grinned, "Be it ever so humble, this is home." They walked hand in hand to the massive front door. A black maid in uniform opened the door and stared at them, then her eyes popped wide open, she screamed, "Miss Melina, welcome home! MIZ AMY, MIZ AMY, COME SEE, MISS MELINA IS HOME!" An attractive older woman appeared and rushed to Melina hugging and kissing her. 

Melina said, "Momma, this handsome guy is my man! His name is Sam Adamson. Sam smiled and extended his hand. She extended her hand and Sam took it and gently kissed the back of her hand. 

Her mother smiled broadly. "Mr. Sam Adamson, it is a pleasure to meet you. Welcome to our home. Come in to the study and meet Melina's father."

A booming voice "I'm here Dear, OH! Melina, baby girl, you look wonderful, who is this young man?" 

"Daddy, Momma, let me introduce my sweet husband Samuel B. Adamson."

"What? YOUR HUSBAND?"

"Yes, Momma, my husband. Daddy you are going to love Sam, he is your kind of man." 

They were shown to a comfortable den where Melina sat with Sam on a couch. She sat pressed against his side and holding his hand with both of hers. 

Sam said, "Please forgive us, I talked your daughter into marrying me. We didn't want to wait. I love Melina with all my heart, she is my whole life. I really never existed as a true man until I met her. She made me complete."

Melinda's father smiled, "Melina has always been a bit impetuous, but we never expected this!" The older man grinned, "As a matter of fact, I don't think her mother and I ever expected she would ever marry. You must be a special young man indeed."

Mrs. Lee said, "We have a long standing engagement for dinner tonight. We would love to have the two of you join us. It is at the Army-Navy Club and is semiformal."

Melina hugged Sam's arm tightly. "Can we go, I would love to show you off, Sweetie."

Sam grinned, "Whatever you want, girl."

Mr. Lee said, "Good, we will have cocktails here about six then leave for the club at seven."

Sam followed Melina to her room; it was actually a suite with a small parlor and an adjoining bath. Their bags were all in the room on luggage stands. Melina said, "Honey let me go first I'll take longer. She rushed into the bathroom and Sam sat and surfed the channels on the TV in the sitting room. Sam heard a noise and looked up to see Melina standing watching him. She was absolutely beautiful in a little black cocktail dress. Her sun streaked blond hair was in his favorite pony tail with curls framing her face. She wore strappy gold sandals with thin high heels and almost black stockings. A gold necklace and earrings completed her look.

He started toward her, "Down, Boy, don't mess up my makeup. I'm going down and visit with Mom and Dad. Come on down when you are ready."

Melina was talking with her mother when she saw her father's jaw drop, he was staring at something behind her, she turned and smiled as she saw Sam standing there. He wore his khaki uniform, carrying his cap under his arm. Melina jumped up and stood beside her husband. "Well Momma and Daddy, how do we look?"

Melinda's father stood. He grinned, "Baby, you did damned good for yourself! Now that IS a MAN! Nothing looks better than a Marine in Khaki's unless it is Dress Blues." The older Man walked closer to Sam, he looked at the ribbons and badges on Sam's chest. "WOW! Do you really rate all those ribbons Captain? Ah! I know you rate them, you couldn't wear them. Damn! That is amazing, Wait, I know who you are now, you are the most decorated Marine in modern history. You are here to get more medals tomorrow, right?" 

"Yes Sir. I guess that is me."

Melina smiled, "Do you see why I knew you would love him Daddy. I am so proud to be his wife I could just bust my britches."

Sam smiled gently at his wife, "Don't do that girl, you don't go to the Army-Navy Club without panties."

Mr. Lee smiled at his daughter, "Little girl, I think you finally met a man who can make you toe the line."

"Yes I have Daddy, I am so lucky he doesn't make me call him 'Master' or 'Sir' in public."

Her father smiled at Sam, "Son, you know she is going to be a real handful don't you?"

"Sir, I am well aware that life with her will be a constant challenge, but it will be well worth it. I'm the lucky one."

Mr. Lee glanced at Melina and looked at Mrs. Lee, "She is right, I like this guy. Let's get on our way, Charles has the car at the door."

The evening at the club was very pleasant. Melina and her family were impressed by the number of high ranking officers of various services who stopped by their table and spoke to Sam. One, an Army general called him by his first name and told him it was good to see him again, congratulated them and wished them the best of luck. The Commandant of the Marine Corps stopped and congratulated him on his marriage. He knew the Lee family and told them they were fortunate to have Sam in the family. The four-star Marine general said he would see Sam and his wife at the White House the next day.

Mrs. Lee put her hand on Sam's arm, "Sam, you bring a lot of excitement with you. You act nothing like most of the heroes I have met before. It doesn't mean that much to you does it?"

"Well, Ma'am, I am proud I was able to do well serving my country. My father was a Marine too, as was his father and grandfather. My great grandfather is quoted as saying he was surprised when his son received a medal in the Civil War. He said that no one should get a medal for doing what he was being paid to do. I sort of feel that way too."




The Dream



The feeling of silk brushing gently against his wrists penetrates his dream. The silk ribbon tugs his wrist up to the bedpost. Another ribbon touches the other wrist. Still not yet awake, he helps the ribbon move his arm to the other bedpost. A cool breeze touches his naked chest. In his dream, a bird flutters past his chest and face. 

A soft brush of silk pulls around his ankle. A gentle hand caresses the ankle and moves his leg closer to the foot of the bedpost. He's starting to stir. This doesn't feel quite like a dream. She licks his toes and the bottom of his foot. Then her lips flutter to his ankle, splashing little kisses up to his knee. She licks the back of his knee. A part of him is quite awake now, but still the man sleeps.

The woman is patient. She switches attention to his other leg. She kisses his thigh, her hair caressing him. A small lick and more kisses follow. She traces a path down his leg. She is wet with excitement, but the man appears to slumber peacefully. She finally reaches his other ankle and gently ties it to the last bed pole.

His rod is stiff, but the man says not a word. Not quite so patient now, she leans over to touch his chest. Her fingers caress his nipples. They stiffen with her touch. She must lick them. There is no way not to. A little nip- in irritation that he can still sleep. Then she licks more of his chest, reveling in the flavor. She wanders up to kiss his neck, her full breasts touching his chest. He growls lightly in his throat. She kisses more and then licks his ear. The man growls again and strains against the ties on his wrists. She whispers quietly in his ear, assuring him. 

He lifts his chest up to press against her breasts. She is wild with pleasure from the pressure. He turns his face to kiss her. He thrusts his tongue in her mouth, but she pulls away. He does not get to make choices this time. She gives a brief kiss to let him know there will be more kissing later.

She completely backs away and the cold chills them both. Her nipples tighten with the cold and the heat. Accepting the look in his eye, she lowers her breast to his mouth. He groans as he sucks hard on the nipple. She pulls away again. Then, the nipple returns for him to gently lick. She pulls away again with a little laugh.

She kisses and licks his chest again. More licks and kisses lead down to his belly button, which she plunders with her tongue. The man groans in agony. His cock dances for attention. She lasciviously eyes the engorged member. Another small smile covers her face, and he echoes her smile. His eyes tell her what he wants. The answering look in her eyes assures him that she knows. 

She leans farther over him, a drop of her juices splatter his waist. She licks his thigh, her hair entangles in his hotness. She dances with her hair over him as a moan escapes her. Then she remembers that she has control of herself... and him.

She licks the length down the side, pausing at the base as his member greets her with a wiggle. Then she rolls her tongue around his whole cock before licking up to the head. She is eager to take him in. One more little lick and she opens her mouth. With a soft moan, she wraps her lips around the tip. Exalting in the feel of his smooth cock in her mouth, she widens her lips. She slowly takes the hot member into her mouth, bit by bit, unable to stop herself from rubbing her legs together in need. 

She glories in the feel of him in her throat. He moans, almost brought to the edge by her sudden swallow. She strokes up and down, again and again, sucking until her eyes roll. He tastes so good and the heat is almost too much. She regretfully pulls her mouth away from his steaming rod. She teases his tip with little licks and kisses. She knows that he needs more. She licks his balls, then cups them with her hand. She grips the base of his engorged member and begins thrusting again and again. The cock jumps and dances as release comes ever closer. She thrills with power he has given her. His moans are fast and deep. 

She is so thirsty, knowing that if she strokes more and sucks harder, he will quench her thirst. She slides and sucks, needing him to give in. She feels him edging closer to the oblivion. She takes one more strong, wet desperate pull into her hot mouth as the pulsing begins at last. She swallows fast to get every drop. She licks her lips and smiles a secret, satisfied smile.

Enthralled by his moans and his explosion, she is a warrior princess. Feeling a little powerless, he pulls at his bonds, but not enough to separate the silks. His eyes beg for her to release him. A simple shake of her head lets him know that she is not done with his torture. Wondering if he will behave this time, she kisses him deeply. He cannot resist a small lick on her lips, but otherwise submits. A little wild with the agony of want, she rubs herself against him- practically exploding. She regains control of her raging emotions and kisses him one more time. Then she can't help draping her inflamed breast against his mouth. He licks and sucks and she nearly explodes again.

Her passage quivers with neglect. She rubs herself against his hardened cock, needing to feel it inside her. There is nothing to stop her now- there is nothing that could stop her now. She straddles him and eases his member into her wet, rocking pussy. She must hold perfectly still. The feel of his hard cock sliding in nearly undoes her. He gently pushes his pelvis up to remind her that he is there- as if she could forget. Somehow her passage is even wetter. She worries that it is so wet that he won't feel anything. He groans to let her know his agony in her stillness and warmness and wetness.

She pulls away to the tip of his cock and dances there. When she can stand it no longer, she slowly slides herself down his turgid length. Both moaning, she pulls away again- this time all the way out. He cries out in desperation. Her desperation, even higher than his, forces her to impale herself on him once more. She quickly sinks the whole way, practically thrusting his engorged balls inside herself. A low keening sound escapes her. He leans his face toward hers and she lowers to meet his for a long, luxurious kiss- a kiss of agony and desire that she feels to her toes. 

They exchange a look of equal desire, but of different kinds. He urges her to free him. He must turn her to her back and pound her mercilessly. It is not to be. The warrior princess still has some power over her prisoner. She does have some pity for his need - she feels it a hundredfold. One small licking kiss and she rears her head back. She thrusts up and down on his rock hard staff, first fast, then slower. She builds a need so hot that she can no longer control it. She pounds herself onto him again and again, her delicate bud rubbing to distraction. 

The union is a powerful connection of two aroused and eager participants in an ageless choreographed dance of desire. The points where they touch are hotter than fire. Their hearts race. Their blood boils. The liquids inside them ready to join. She rides him in a frenzy of passion until she feels her walls explode in ecstasy. The second he feels her walls constricting him, he loses all control and explodes within her. His cock throbs as he releases a jet of cum which she gladly accepts. When he has no more to give and she can ride no more, she collapses next to him. As she curls next to him, he brings his arm around her, the silken ribbon hanging, to protect her and cherish her. A satisfied smile settles on her face and she closes her eyes with joy.



The Dream?



She could feel the warmth rising in her body as she thought about it. She could feel her lover spreading her legs and moving between them.

The smell of sex was in the air. The room was filled with tension and lust. Her whole body was glowed by the thoughts going thru her head.

She knew he was only the first, and that he would be replaced by another. She knew when he finished there would be another, and ..... another, and ..... another. A dream come true! No pressure, no thoughts of orgasm. Just nameless, faceless partners of pleasure.

She relaxed, knowing there was no hurry or rush. She was the one they all wanted, and the one they'd all have. It excited her, to know what was about to happen.

It excited her to know her mate was watching. She wanted to drive him wild. No one would ever know! She could just let go and not worry. The thoughts drove her crazy!

She felt him pressing against her vagina, and it excited her even more. She could feel the urge to press her hips up and pull him into her. She wanted to feel him inside her, and feel it as it moved inside. A warmth rushed inside her.

Suddenly, he pressed forward, and began to press into her wanton vagina. She raised up to meet his thrust and to pull him inside her. She moaned as she pressed upward to take it all. Her fingers clinched the sheets as he thrust in and out slowly. There was no holding back now!

She didn't have to hold back. If he cum someone else would take his place. She hunched wildly every time he thrust into her. Her head spun with the thoughts, as she was consumed with it.

Her thoughts wandered, and she wanted to feel someone in her mouth. Suddenly she felt someone moving onto the bed beside her, and a dick pressing against her lips. She reached up to hold it as she opened her mouth and ran her tongue under the head. She wanted to feel it moving on her tongue, and into her throat.

She pulled it into her mouth, and began moving her head back and forth sucking it. Her head spun round and round like she was in a trance of lust. He was overcome by her movements and began to fuck her mouth. She pressed forward and moaned as she felt him slide into her throat.

She was being wildly fucked at both ends. It was finally happening. She was being ravaged, and loved it. Her mind was blank except for the sensations she felt.

She felt the dick inside her swell up, and the tension in her vagina. She felt the head of the dick in her mouth swelling, and throbbing. She started to slow down, when she realized it didn't matter. Others were waiting to take their place. She could do as she wanted.

The thoughts boggled her. She wanted to feel both of them cum inside her. She wanted to taste it. She wanted to feel it inside her vagina. God! She wanted to swallow it. Oh God! she wanted two more..........

She resumed the hunching and sucking with enthusiasm. She wanted to feel them explode. She wanted her mate to watch it and feel the excitement. She felt a tingle inside her. She wanted it too.

Then she felt the familiar throb in her vagina, and the warmth of cum inside her. She pressed her mouth down until she could feel it pulsate in her throat. As she pulled back, she could feel the warm cum on her tongue. She felt some of it slide down her throat.

Both men moaned a screamed as she milked both of them. The man in her vagina pulled out, and the one in her mouth fell back on the bed. She followed him as he rolled on his back, keeping him in her mouth. The cum in her mouth slid out on his dick, and she began eating it off him.

She was raised to her knees, and another lover moved up behind her and pushed inside her. She was overcome with excitement and swallowed. Looking beside her, she saw another dick anxiously awaiting for her mouth. She pushed him down on the bed, and moved her head over to suck it into her mouth.

Everything was just a blur of sex now. She had the second two inside her, and two more were waiting. Glancing toward her mate, she knew the excitement was for both of them. Her attention returned to her partners. Her night of lust.

As she pushed back and forth against her lover, her mouth moved up and down on the others dick. She was alternately fucking both of them at each end. The more she moved. The more they moaned, and the more she could feel them throb inside her. The more excited she became.

She could feel the orgasm building, and the flaming desires within her. The guy in her mouth moaned, and his dick swelled and throbbed. Then it exploded in her mouth and on her tongue. It was just too much and she was carried over the edge. She moaned on the dick in her mouth, and the other guy thrust in and out of her vagina.

She violently moved back and forth on the guy behind her, and the hungrily swallowed the cum in her mouth. When she finished the guy in her mouth, he was replaced with another hard dick. The guy behind her pulled out to keep from cumming and another guy replaced him.

She thought she would want to stop after she came, but it only made her want more. It was her third pair, and she was ready for more.

Suddenly, she was pushed forward on top of the guy she was sucking. She crawled astraddle him, and settled down, pushing him inside her. Everyone waited a while and let her ride. She raised up and down, back and forth, and really fucked him, while the others watched.

A hard dick in front of her caught her eye, and she had to have it in her mouth. She remembered cumming before as a warm surge of semen hit her tongue. She had that urge again. She leaned forward and put her mouth on it. She sucked it in and out as she moved forward and back on the guy beneath her.

That warm glow of feeling was inside her again, and she knew she was ready to go over again. She just needed something to give a gentle push. The she felt the lover who had stopped move up behind her again.

He rubbed his dick against her ass, and slid it up and down on her butt cheeks. He lubricated her butt and pressed the head of his dick against it. As she moved back and forth, she could feel it pressing against her. This excited her, and she wondered what it would feel like to have him inside her too.

Wonder hell! She wanted to try it! She wanted it, and wanted it bad. She knew she had to try.......

She pressed farther back, and farther back, until the head slipped inside her. She could feel the dick in her mouth swell as he got excited watching her. She could feel the dick in her vagina swell also.

A warmth came over her. A heat she'd never known. The pain was mild, but the warmth and excitement overpowering. It just drove her closer and closer to the edge.

She pushed back more and more until she felt him slide inside her butt. Both dicks were fucking her, as the one in her mouth pounded in and out of her throat. There was no pain, no nothing, just the wild feelings inside her.

When the dick in her mouth exploded, she exploded with a second orgasm. It was bigger than anything she had ever felt. The dicks in her ass and vagina exploded with a warm sensation filling her. She could feel the warm cum in her mouth go down, as she swallowed.

She fucked them all franticly, until everyone was milked of energy. She lay back on the bed for a moment, and then went to the bathroom. Her knees were weak, but she was still burning.

As she came back, she wondered if that was it. This was quickly answered by two erections waiting from the first two lovers. She knew she couldn't resist, she dropped to her knees and alternately sucked on one, then the other.

Finally, they moved to the bed and began anew, until everyone had cum again, and again, .... and again. Finally, when they had all left, she went over to her mate. He was so excited he came as soon as she put her mouth on him.

That night they slept deeply, and next morning they had sex three times before they got up. She knew just the memories would excite them always, and they were both happy with that.

Neither had any regrets, and knew their secret was safe, and their bond was closer........

She could hear a noise in the distance. A light glowed at the door. She awoke! Was it a dream or was it a memory....?

Who knows! It was good whatever! Maybe what ever could be, ..... should be....????



The Dream and Preoccupation



I can't get you out of my head. That's a problem, you see because all I seem to think about is you; you walking into my classroom at the end of the day, thigh length dress hugging your exotic form. As the door latches behind you, you reach me, running your fingers through my hair and pulling my head to meet yours. Our lips interlock and our tongues intertwine while our bodies generate friction from the satin of your dress rubbing against the denim of my jeans.

We have to go. Let's try to meet here tomorrow. Same time.

You might say I am haunted by these thoughts. Haunted because I can seem to stop them. Haunted because no matter how much I work to keep these thoughts at bay during the day, I never cease to then dream about them each night.

Kids are sleeping, a surprise visit. Some wine and cookies put us in playful moods with fewer inhibitions. A laugh, a look, the brief grazing of our hair on one another's cheek as our heads tilt forward and then back, all beg the message "I give myself to you."

A hand gently cups a face and expresses it toward the other. Our lips meet and a warmth of want and wanton flow to our chests causing hearts to feel as though they may, very well, beat right out of our souls to meet on their own ethereal plane and consummate their desires, reaching one another's resting place.

A flash, that dream has ended and I lay awake panting, stiffened by the rush of anticipation to every extremity that has now let me down so. That rush, that feeling, that burn, once familiar, has become but a dream that has only served the purpose of torturing my mind and being. Will I sleep again? Should I sleep again? I will only dream. Dream my fantasy, my illusion, my unattainable, eroticism that could help me, save me, free me.

I must have drifted back to sleep; here you are again, in your satin dress. The curve of your breast leading to the sway in your hip acts as a mechanism in hypnotizing me. Your eyes sparkle with your desire, lids gently kissing irises in preparation for the anticipated. They are dark, deep, in a word, sexy. A smile dons your mouth, as it can't seem to stop itself from coming. Your mouth betrays you in its failed suppression of your want. Your breath pours over my lips and begs them open to take in your passion, an embrace as our desires melt together.

Your zipper melts away and my hands feel your skin for the first time. Your back, heaving slow while you draw me in from our kiss, is supple, soft, as if lightly oiled or powdered after our shower together this morning. Your hands raise my shirt above my head, off, and with a small roll of your shoulders, your dress falls away. Our eyes lock and your hands lead mine to your chest.

"Feel my heart beat," your only words. You unhook your bra from your cleavage causing a surge in your breath, your heartbeat and my ardor. Your lips on my neck, you lean into me, our heartbeats clench one another and we are stripped. Stripped of our inhibitions, stripped of our worries, stripped of our confines. Arms around the other we fall into bliss. Our bodies instinctually feel each other's needs. Where we want the other to be. What we want the other to touch next. Where we want to be kissed next, held next penetrated next.

"May I enter you?"

"Please."

I lay awake again. My body, moist with the sweat of the pleasure that was denied, peals itself from my sheets to splash water upon my face. Were it to be real, passion satiated, infatuation exercised, fantasy fulfilled, I may sleep again. Were it to be real.

Part II: Preoccupation

I am preoccupied. Most get preoccupied with bills; work, maybe a do-it-yourself project gone amiss. Me? I am preoccupied with the mere thought of a sexual encounter. I imagine what are probably silly things. Things like pointing out to you that your underwear is showing. You lift you shirt and ask where, exposing your stomach. "Oh, I thought I saw it at the back of your waist line when you bent over." I say. "Aren't they pink?"

Pulling your waistband away from your hip, you respond, "Red."

"Nice, do they have a design or are they just your basic panties."

"They have a little frill around the band." The corner of your mouth is beginning to curl.

"May I see?" and I reach. You say nothing, but open yourself and allow me to unbutton your jeans, folding back the top.

"These are very sexy, soft too."

I can feel the soft bumps of your pubic hair under the cotton fabric. Maintaining eye contact, my hand moves to feel your warm mound. Gently, I press with my finger and the cotton becomes wet and warmer.

Your eyes close and breath escapes your mouth, lips relaxed, soft and flush. I match my lips to yours and like an inferno, our tongues entwine in a hot flash of passion. Your fingers, clad with blood red nails, grip the back of my head and sew themselves through my shoulder length hair.

During this explosion of want and desire, you push me back to the floor and climb on top of me. Rubbing, pushing our pelvises together we kiss with the heat of the bright center of the universe. My hands and arms wrap around you squeezing, petting, tracing and taking all of you. You unfasten my pants and slide them down my legs.

"You don't wear underwear."

With that you glide your body up mine to meet my lips again.

"I want you inside me."

I roll you over and remove your jeans and frill trimmed, red, cotton secrets. Your blouse is lifted over your head; your erect nipples and swollen areolas all but beg to be suckled.

"No bra?"

You smile wryly and pull my shirt off too. I take your breast into my hand and mouth.

"Kiss me and enter me."

Your arms reach around my back and your nails help to hold you next to me as we kiss again. Coming together, I guide myself into your, now, lava hot beckoning. Our lips part a moment as you gasp only to meet again, harder and deeper.

A moment . . .

Our bodies lay still . . .

I am throbbing inside of you . . .

Time stops and the stars hold their pattern. You contract around me once . . . twice; on the third you whisper, "Come inside me, please."

Tonight we dream, tomorrow we will wake up lying, as we were the evening before.