0 comments/ 104028 views/ 2 favorites Pleasant Dreams By: longlegs As I lay sleeping on my left side I became aware of a warm pair of large hands sliding over my body, teasing me to a half asleep arousal state. As my nipples were being teased and brought to life...the hands moved to my waist, hips, and butt exploring, teasingly running along my sides, how I love to be awakened in such a sensual way. As the hands roamed about I was writhing with pleasure, a moan escaping as my body responded to those wonderful hands...then kisses on the back of my neck, side of my neck, then my back as the hands continued their play on my shoulders, breasts, stomach and waist. His tongue darted out now and again to heighten what his mouth and kisses were already doing. The hands slipping to my hips, pulled me back into his naked body...I was lost in the sheer pleasure of the caresses, and another moan escaped me as I felt the rock hard member that was now against my ass. The hands continued their exploration of my body, I was wanting the hands to move further down my body...slowly they made their decent along my hips, over my thighs...and legs...the lips soon followed. Such exquisite pleasure, I began moving my hips around and pressing my ass against him, his body felt so wonderful... I closed my eyes, my breath coming in gasps. As I lay there loving these caresses, my eyes shot open...in my semi-conscious half asleep state I realized, this is Wednesday night...this could not be Bill, he left some hours ago, but who was this? As this thought hit me...my body must have stiffened a little as a deep unfamiliar voice said...it is ok...I won't hurt you, I just want to make love to you. His hands continued their teasing...one lightly running down my hip, along my thigh, the other tracing the curve of my neck to my shoulder blade creating a wonderful shiver of pleasure through me. My body was so lost in his caresses, betraying what my head said I should do...pull away from this stranger, pull away. But my body was quivering, shamelessly soaking up every moment of this intense, sensual lovemaking. The hand on my thigh curved inward...slowly moving up from my knee on the inside. His hand playing with my hip for a moment, moving his fingers over my pubic mound, sliding them inside of me so quickly I gasped with pleasure. Gently, he fingered me as my body was moving against him showing him the excitement he was creating...so he increased his tempo, slipping another finger inside. As he felt that I was close to climaxing...he rolled me onto my back...my hands shot to the back of his neck...and slipped into his hair. Leaning his head down close to mine his lips brushed against my ear...along my neck and onto my shoulder blade. As I started to moan, he captured my lips beneath his in a wonderfully tight, almost rough kiss. I was losing control...I had to touch him...I reached out and touched his face, trying to find out something about this man that had me so shocked, yet absorbed in his love making. I ran my hands over his shoulders...they were large...down his back...as I was doing this...he let out a moan...his breathing starting to be clearly ragged. He lowered his head from my touch to play with my nipples...he licked and sucked my breasts as I squirmed for fulfillment. Slowly he ran his tongue up and down my breasts, stopping again at the nipples...nibbling, making me arch with wanting more. His hands shot to my waist, then my hips, his tongue trailed down my stomach he pushed my legs apart, licking my clit for a moment he then slid it right into my very wet pussy. A very hot, hard orgasm shook my body... looking at this man that was creating such heat within me...all I could see was an outline of his face. As he pulled away for a moment, I could see him looking at my face...he then half kneeled allowing me to touch him, showing me what I was doing to him...I reached out and touched his hard cock. He breathed in sharply as I stroked him...this was really exciting him as he was growing larger. After a few minutes of this...he moved his body over me and entered me swiftly. He began moving in and out of me so quickly, holding my hips he pulled me toward him, again my body shook hard with another orgasm. This man was taking me to such wonderful heights of ecstasy...as he continued his quick thrusts...I felt yet another cum about to go through me. Closing my eyes, I felt his arousal...he was holding me so tightly, suddenly he moaned with one last very hard thrust...then I joined him...I was having such a very hot wet orgasm. As I lay spent from this wonderfully intense session...he slid off the bed and was putting his clothes on so quickly...he left without a word. Pleasant Dreams Several friends & I decided to go out one evening and toast the town. My girlfriend Donna, her best friend Jennifer, and my 2 long time buddies ,Jerry & Tony joined me at our favorite pub for a night of drinking. Tony, Jerry, and I talked about old times & did our best to impress the 2 lovely ladies. After 5 hours of heavy drinking, we all decided that we should call it a night. Jerry had disappeared from the table and we could see across the room that he had hooked up with a beautiful blonde. We were unsure whether to wait for him or if we should all just go. Seeing that Jen was drunk off her ass and that Donna looked very tired & had to work the next day, Tony told us to go on home & don't worry about Jerry because he would stick around to make sure that our friend would get home o.k. Satisfied with that idea, the 3 of us finished our drinks & left. After walking out the door, Donna & I realized just how wasted Jen actually was. We both had to wrap our arm around her to help her walk back to the car. We helped her into the backseat & got in ourselves. Donna asked if I could drop her off at our place first. She wanted to get to sleep soon so that she would be able to get to work on time tomorrow. We looked in the back to see if that was alright with Jen, but she was already napping. I stopped at our apartment and ran in with Donna. She always gets so hot after she's been drinking and I hoped to get some quick action before I dropped Jen off. I guessed that by the time I'd get back Donna would be asleep, so I had to try now. Once in the house, I helped Donna get undressed & ready for bed. I groped & caressed her all the while, hoping to get her excited. She told me that she was too tired though & that I shouldn't be inside for too long with Jen out in the car. Finally I gave up trying to seduce her and kissed her goodnight. I headed back to the car with an unsatisfied arousal in my shorts. I returned to the car & checked to see if Jen was still okay and then continue to deliver her home. We arrived at her place and she was still very groggy. I opened the door for her & helped her out and to her feet. She stumbled about and asked if I could help her get inside o.k. Being a good friend, I could hardly refuse. We made it up to the door and I helped her find her keys from her bag & unlocked the door. I aided her across her living room and over to the sofa. "Would you mind helping me get to bed?", she asked. "No problem" I replied. Leaning heavily on me, we made our way down the hall to her bedroom. I set her down on her bed and proceeded to take off her heels for her. In my already partially aroused state, I took advantage of the opportunity to glance harmlessly up her dress. I stood up and told her that she should be fine now and that I should head home. "Wait!" she exclaimed, "Don't go yet, help me up a sec". I helped her stand back up again. "I just need a little support" she said. I sat on the edge of the mattress next to her & held out my arm for her to use as a railing of sorts while she took off her earrings & jewelry. Now this is the part of my story where things take an unbelievable and unexpected turn. After removing her accessories she then proceeded to unbutton her top. In shock I just sat there in amazement watching the events unfold before me. She dropped her blouse to the floor after finishing the last button. She then zipped loose her skirt and let it fall as well. "I hope you don't mind", she quipped. She then let go of my arm momentarily & with some difficulty she undid her bra and dropped it to her feet. She quickly reached back & re-embraced her grip on my arm before she lost her flailing balance & fell. She released me again & leaned forward placing her hands on the dresser ahead of her. Still in disbelief, I stared in wonder at this wildly attractive woman who stood, though uneasily, half naked in front of me. She tried several times before successfully pulling down her tight little panties. I was awestruck as she was bent forward, leaning on the dresser, pointing her fantastic bare ass directly at me. I could gaze directly into her pussy and fought my every desire to reach out & grab her. Her lips were already parted and I was tempted just to whip out my dick and ram it into her waiting hole, but I thought better of myself and maintained my control. I stood back up and she reached her arm around me for support. "Can you get into bed alright?" I asked her. "Just a little help if you could..." she responded. I aided her in getting to the head of her bed. "...get the covers for me, please.", she continued. She wrapped her arms around my waist & leaned her nude body against me while I bent forward & drew back the comforter on the bed. During the process her hands accidentally fell downward onto the front of my already hard cock. She felt that I was getting very excited by this little show of hers and asked "Oh!, is that because of me?" I had to admit to her that YES, it was because of her that I had a major stiffy. "I'm sorry" she apologized, "I didn't mean to." I told her not to worry about it, but she just responded by rubbing my cock through my shorts. I sat her down on her bed and told her that I should really get going. "You're going to leave?" she asked. "You can't go off in that kind of condition" she said, "why don't you let me help you out since it's my fault you got that way". Before I could respond she had pulled down the waistband of my shorts and pulled out my swollen penis. She cupped the fiery hot piece of meat in her hand and began to stroke it up and down. I let out an approving moan and she dipped her face forward and enveloped the head of my cock into her waiting mouth. Refusing to remove her lips from my cock, she moved me onto the bed & laid me down. She continued to suck my dick and used her free hand to push off my shoes & to pull off my shorts and underwear. I obliged her by pulling my shirt over my head as well. She moved upwards to me and kissed me deeply, sucking my tongue into battle with her own. My hands darted all over her magnificent body. She crawled up me and threw one leg over my hips. Next thing I know, I was treated to the wettest, hottest, & most pleasurable cunt I'd ever been in. She slid her soft pussy down onto my stiff cock and pushed it all the way into her waiting hole. I reached up & grasped her heaving breasts, tweaking her nipples between my fingertips. She started riding me with increased pace. The feeling was pure ecstasy. I thrust my hips to meet her and slammed into her hard as I could. Without much effort she was soon yelling & groaning aloud until she exploded with orgasm. I was not far behind though as I was overcome with my own eruption. I pulled my cock out & fired several blows of cum all over her ass cheeks. She reached back and rubbed the pools over her cheeks & wiped it up and down her crack, from ass hole to slit. The sight of this way very stirring itself. I slid my hand onto her ass and joined her in the massaging. With the easy lubrication of her pussy mixed with my cum, I slid a couple of fingers into her. In no time at all, she was bucking and moaning, trying to fuck my fingers. I slid a free digit up and explored her asshole with it. Soon I was finger fucking both her holes at the same time. My cock had now returned to it's previous rock-hard condition and Jen was jerking me off. I rose up and rolled her onto her stomach. I then moved into position behind her and slammed my erect spear back into her sopping pussy. She got upon her knees and grabbed firmly onto her sheets as she started pushing back, fucking me as hard as she could. I fucked her for all she was worth. I reached forward and pulled back her hair to use as a handle as I rode her like a wild filly. I jammed my thumb into her asshole with my free hand and pushed it into her hard. She pushed back into me even more than before as I impaled her ferociously. She screeched through a double orgasm and collapsed under me. I continued pumping her for several minutes as she recovered her senses. She got up and pushed me back on my back and sucked me the rest of the way. I shot another load, this time into her waiting mouth and she swallowed up each drop. We both lay there for a good half an hour until I decide I better get up and return home. We both agree to keep the encounter a secret. When I got home I snuck into the house and fell asleep in the easy chair. Pleasant Dreams abound. Pleasant Dreams Amy's eyes popped open as she suddenly jerked awake. "Wow," she thought, "that was some dream." She couldn't quite remember what had happened, but it was hot, and now she was unbelievably turned on. She turned to the warm lump beside her, and poked it, hoping her husband James was up for a little late-night loving to release the tension. No response. She poked again, a little harder this time. James rolled over and grunted a little. "Alright," she said to herself, "guess it's up to me now." Amy slid her right hand down her stomach and between her thighs. She was already hot and bothered, and knew it wouldn't take much to send her over the edge. Her fingers crept down between her legs and gently touched her clit, which was already engorged and sensitive. She stroked slowly and gently, her left hand moving to caress her nipples. Next to her, she felt James roll over again, but she completely ignored him, concentrating on herself. Softly pinching her nipples, her right hand sped up its stroking, pressing harder and faster. She dipped her middle finger into her opening, moaning softly at the sensation. As she was lost in her reverie, she became aware of a third hand caressing her breasts, and something hard pressing against her thigh. Surprised, she opened her eyes and stopped. "Oh no, baby, don't stop," James whispered in her ear. "I wanna watch you make yourself cum." Smiling slightly, she stared into his eyes and began stroking herself again, this time using her left hand to rub his hard cock. As close as she was, having her husband watch just drove her further, and she moaned and panted as she stroked herself faster, harder, dipping her fingers into her slit and pulling them out to once again rub her hard little nub. Amy was so intent on her own bliss she forgot about the stiff cock in her hand, just holding onto it as she writhed and moaned. James whispered in her ear again, "oh yeah, cum for me baby. Come on, just a little more. I wanna see you cum." Listening to his hoarse whisper pushed her closer, and she rubbed frantically as his hand continued to play with her nipples, then his mouth was on them, suckling gently. "Oh God," she moaned, feeling her orgasm building. She rubbed faster, fingers moving over her clit. Finally she couldn't stand it anymore. Her body tensed, she stroked herself frantically and moaned "I'm cumming!" Her body tensed as her orgasm peaked and then she relaxed, satisfied. James, however, wasn't even close to satisfied, a fact of which he reminded Amy by rolling over on top of her. She smiled up at him and whispered, "your turn now!". She reached down between their bodies and took his rock-hard member in her hand, stroking it gently while bringing it towards her wet opening. She rubbed the head up and down against her lips, teasing him a little. James, however, knew what he wanted and he wanted it now. He reached down and guided himself into her tight body. Amy let out a little gasp as he filled her, she was always amazed at how good he felt inside her. James drew out, leaving just the head inside, and then back in slowly. Due to Amy's little show earlier, he knew he wasn't going to last long, but he wanted to get her off again. Amy looked up at him and their lips met, tongues tangling and exploring. Her hands ran up and down his back, stroking and kneading, grasping his ass as he rode her, slowly at first but increasing speed. Their kiss broke and she raised her head and bit him gently on the neck. Amy used her grip on his ass to adjust his speed and depth, driving him into her faster and harder. "Baby, I'm not going to last much longer," he moaned in her ear. "I know," she gasped, "I'm going to cum again. I love it when you fuck me like that. Your hard cock inside me feels so good I can't help it!" Her words trailed off into inarticulate moans as he drove into her, her tight opening swallowing every inch of him. "Mmm, yeah, like that, oh god baby, I'm gonna cum!" Their moans mingled into one constant sound as their bodies joined as one. James felt her tightening, and knew that she was very close, as was he. He drove into her as deep as he could and heard her moan loudly as she reached her peak once again. He plunged in again, and felt his own release overtake him, filling her as she moaned under him. A few more short thrusts, and both were totally satisfied. He remained on top of her, enjoying her warmth underneath him. After a minute he rolled off and took her in his arms, feeling her doze off in a happy daze. He smiled and did the same. Pleasant Dreams She stood in front of the mirror, slowly taking in what she saw reflected. Most of her day had been spent alone, so that she might have ample time to prepare. Her dark eyes flickered as they moved over her image, checking carefully, looking for even the smallest flaw. The short sundress she wore appeared white at first glance, but was actually a pale lilac. It had an embroidered bodice and hem, and spaghetti straps that left her shoulders exposed. Her long dark hair cascaded over them, tickling her flesh as it made its way down to her back. She knew he would ask her to hold it up when it happened. At this thought, she shivered and a glimmer came to her eyes. She felt her heart pounding in her ears and needed to take a deep breath to continue her inspection. Her eyes paused on her breasts, her dark areolas faintly visible through the thin material of the dress. Her erect nipples pressed against the caress of the soft cotton. Each passing moment made her heart race more. Reaching slowly upwards, she cupped her right breast in her hand, then moved over the material that covered it till she found the small bump representing her nipple. A slow moan escaped her lips as she squeezed it. Not quite as much as he would, but enough to give her a taste of what was to come. As she touched her breast, she felt the distinctive tingle between her legs. She knew, without having to reach down and feel, that her panties were already damp from her anticipation. The tight, impossibly small, silk g-string underneath them wasn't helping either. Her left hand dropped to the hem of her dress, pulled it up, then found the material of her panties. They were, unlike the dress, white cotton, and made the contrast visible. Another moan escaped her lips as she ran her fingers over the smooth material, down, between her legs. Only a few days before, she had the hair of a full grown women. Now, her legs and crotch were bare and enticingly smooth. After he had shaved her crotch, he slid his tongue over the smooth flesh. She had screamed as she came, his touch electricity against her skin. Her legs were smooth and bare, as was her neck. She raised a hand, her well manicured fingers touching the nape of her neck. Her nails were glimmering silver, the shine matching the gloss on her lips. She looked again, smiling at the contrast. Every aspect of her form had been chosen carefully to accent certain features. Her dress was short, revealing her gorgeous legs, but not slutty. Her eyes gleamed, and her full, pouty lips made her bright white teeth shine. The dress brought out her dark tan. Suddenly, the clocked chimed, breaking her flow of thoughts. It was time. She ran from her room, skittering across the floor like an uncoordinated puppy until she reached the designated room. Quietly, she knelt on the floor, pressing her forehead to the cold marble on the threshold. Her legs and knees rested on the soft wooden paneling of the room, her body straddling the doorway. Sitting there, waiting, made her realize just how much she had been looking forward to this moment. The anticipation was almost too much to bear. Her heart beat quickly and her breaths came in shallow, ragged gasps. The cold marble made her breasts grow even harder, and she felt the moistness of her crotch begin to grow. She jumped as he touched her, his hand cold, as it left a wet spot on her neck. The faint scent of lavender reached her nostrils a moment later. He touched the other side of her neck, then moved down to touch her shoulders again. This time, she remained still as he gently put the perfume on her body. She felt the hem of her dress moved and moaned. Slowly, as instructed, she raised her ass and spread her legs slightly. Had she been able to look up, she would have seen him smile. She shuddered when his fingers touched the skin on either side of her damp panties. She wanted to rock back and press herself against him, but knew that was prohibited. Her energy was focused on remaining absolutely still. Her heart raced and her breath pounded in her lungs, but she managed to remain still. She pressed her mouth to the marble in an effort to stifle a moan as he touched her crotch, rubbing, feeling, inspecting her attire and her willingness. The cold touch of the perfume moved down, touching the backs of her knees, then her ankles and finally the soles of her feet. Satisfied, he walked away. Her heart pounded as she waited, every passing moment an infinity of agony. Finally, after what could have been a few seconds or the rise and fall of an entire civilization, she saw his feet in front of her. "Up, little one," his voice rang in her ears. Instantly, she sat back on her legs, resting her arms on her thighs. She looked up for a moment, then suddenly dropped her gaze to the floor. A bright flush rose in her cheeks. She felt his hand touch her chin, and allowed it to be lifted so that she looked up at him. Her blush deepened as she looked up at him, wanting more than anything to turn her eyes back to the floor. He continued to look at her, one hand holding her chin, while the other caressed her head. "You have done well, my precious," he said, holding her chin as the shudder passed through her body. Her faced turned a darker crimson and she bit her lip, fighting back a squeal as she felt waves of pleasure rock her body. The tingling sensation in her crotch rose to a throbbing, then she suddenly felt a burst of warm, hot liquid soak her panties as she came in a gasp. Her dark eyes moved to his, as she fought to keep her body erect. "Thank you, Sir," she whispered. Amy woke with a start. It took her a moment to remember where she was. Her hands were between her legs and she was hopelessly tangled in her sheets. She moaned as she realized that she had been dreaming. As the details faded, she felt between her legs, where her hands had been as she woke. Her panties and nightgown were wet and sticky and quickly growing cold. Amy rolled over and looked at her clock. She blinked as the numbers changed to show three a.m., their green surface casting a dim glow on her face. Groggily, she sat up and walked to the bathroom. She returned a little while later and changed into a pair of pajamas. Slowly, she crawled into bed and fell asleep. She tossed restlessly for the rest of the night, trying in vain to return to the vividness of her dream. The alarm blared, screeching its warning into the morning. Amy sat up with a start and looked at the clock to see that she was already late for work. She checked the mirror near her bed and found that she could go with out showering, then looked around her room. The floor, and most of the furniture was littered with clothes. Bending down, Amy picked up the panties she had slept in and slipped them on. She then shimmied into a short, straight black skirt. She donned a blue silk bra, then slipped into a sleeveless white blouse. She added strappy high heels, then ran out the door. The day was cold and dreary, the air filled with moisture that isn't quite rain, but leaves you soaked. Amy forgot to grab a jacket or an umbrella, and ended up covered in a cold sheen of water by the time she got to work. She was sure people could see her nipples through her bra and blouse, but was too busy to care. After getting yelled at by her boss, Amy struggled through the rest of the day. She was forced to sit through meeting after meeting, bored out of her mind. She couldn't focus, and kept returning to her dream. The details had faded, with the exception of the last moments of absolute pleasure. She wanted only to curl up in some warm place and forget about her miserable existence. Finally work ended and Amy was able to trudge back home. The entire way she squirmed under the glaring stare of an old woman diagonally opposite her and the leering grin of the sleazy man who kept trying to look up her skirt. She crossed and uncrossed her legs and nervously tried to ignore him. Just as he was about to get up to say something, Amy's stop arrived, and she leapt from the crowded subway car. She got soaked again, as she walked home, wearily walking up the steps to her apartment. Once there, she stripped, leaving only her white, cum stained panties on and turned on the water for the tub. Quietly, she lit some candles and turned on the soft, relaxing music. Soon the bathtub was filled with bubbles. Amy walked to her kitchen, then returned with a glass of chilled, white wine. She touched the water with her foot, then without even thinking about it, slowly dropped into the tub. She giggled when she realized she had worn her panties into the water, then smiled and laid back. Amy's hand worked its way down, between her legs, finding the soaked material of her panties. She felt the firm, tender flesh and bone of her body underneath the fabric, moaning as she rubbed herself through the thin cotton. She lay back, letting her head drop to the cold tile, while she picked up her wine. In one gulp, three quarters of the glass was gone, followed by the remaining swallow. Before long, Amy's head was spinning, from the combination of the wine and the heat and the slow, regular motions of her hand between her legs. Amy worked faster now, enjoying the the feeling of becoming more arroused as she got dizzier. She closed here eyes, rubbing faster, her body swaying with the rhythm, making small ripples and waves in the tub. Amy rubbed faster, still through the wet fabric of the panties, pressing the material against her body, pushing it between her pussy lips. She teased her clit through the cotton, rubbing it harder and faster. She could feel the roughness of her curly pubic hair through the material. Suddenly, Amy stopped, sitting bolt upright in the tub. She stood up, looking around with a purpose, while water dripped off her body. She peeled off the wet panties, setting them aside, then moved to the medicine cabinet. Ignoring the chill of the air, she sat on the edge of the tub, a razor in her hand. Using soap, she lathered her crotch, then began to shave herself. Moving carefully, a little at a time, she shaved till she was bare. Amy then used a washcloth to wipe herself clean. She stood up for a moment, examining her now bare body in the mirror; a smile spread across her face as she ran her fingers over her now smooth flesh. She slipped back into the water, dropping her body low, and returned her hand between her legs. Amy teased her clit, then shoved two fingers inside her slick pussy. Using her other hand, she rubbed her bare flesh, excited at the smoothness and tenderness. She worked her fingers in and out, faster and faster, again closing her eyes. As she worked faster, Amy thought about a toungue running over her smooth flesh. She gasped out loud, cumming hard at the thought. A little while later, after she had calmed down some, Amy stood up and dried off. As she towelled herself dry, she walked to her bedroom and got the white cotton nightgown. Slipping it on, she crawled into bed. Laying down on the pillow, she wondered what her Master would think of this outfit. Slowly, her eyes closed...