3 comments/ 8238 views/ 0 favorites David Dreamscape Ch. 01 By: pagangirl His name was David, and David was ugly. I knew David in 'real life', he was the brother of a girl I went to high school with, and he really was so very unattractive. He certainly wasn't my type of guy, I hardly ever spoke to him let alone look at him. Poor David, poor ugly David. For obvious reasons, I hadn't thought of David, or his sister, for a very long time, and was therefore a bit surprised to find myself waking up after having dreamt about him. And it wasn't just any old dream, it was erotic, sexy, sensual - I liked it. But wasn't David ugly? The power of dreams is undeniable, and in mine, David was not ugly. In fact he was quite impressive in the looks department, and had a hot, tight and toned body. Ahhh, I do so love the mysterious ways of the mind, the unknown, the deep, dark hidden psyche, and of dreams. In my dream we were at a party where David was following me around like a puppy, hanging on my every word and not ever very far from me. I was a little embarrassed, because my memory of him in the 'real world', was that he was an undesirable, not someone I would normally hang out with - this 'real' memory invaded my dreamscape. However, I managed to lucidly turn around my embarrassment to one of pride that I had a young man with a good body, obviously enamoured with me. I was flattered. "Hey Lily, come in here for a minute," my dreamscape David said, and ushered me toward a door. He smiled a beautiful big smile at me, and I felt a sensation of warmth and comfort flow through my body. We walked into a room, and David shut the door behind us. He then quickly pinned me up against the wall, both arms above my head, and kissed me. His kiss was long and lingering, soft and sweet, I went weak in his arms. And then I woke up. Oh Bugger, I rolled over, I was really starting to enjoy that dream. There's nothing quite as nice as the feelings dreams give you in your tummy, those warm fuzzy and tingly feelings. They wake you with a smile, a feeling of sun on your face even on the cloudiest of days. I wanted to hold onto those wonderful feelings for a little bit longer, and as I didn't have to get up for work today, I decided to try and go back to sleep and continue the dream. Sometimes that worked; but it was usually an unconscious decision. If I tried to make it happen, it wouldn't. I decided to luck it; I got comfortable and visualised. There I was, standing against a wall, my arms pinned above me, I was being kissed. He withdrew from me and smiled. He just got cuter. He let go of my arms, and I as I placed them beside me, he picked up my hand and motioned for me to follow him. He directed me up a couple of stairs before stopping. I stopped too. "Stand there," he ordered, "Spread your legs a little" he asked, I complied. He sat on a few steps down from where I stood, and placed each of his hands on each of my ankles. Slowly, he ran both hands up the outside of my legs, I shivered. He got to the top of my thighs and ran both hands down the insides of my legs, back down to my feet. He began to run his hands up again, this time going up the insides of my legs, feeling my inner thighs, and right up to the material of my knickers. I moaned a little. I was suddenly very horny. My hands went down inside my pants. David rubbed gently at the material that was holding behind it a secret he wanted to desperately be revealed, I could tell. He moved underneath me, and perched a few stairs higher, so that now he was facing me, and his face was in direct line with my pelvis. He felt behind me and unfastened the zip to my skirt. He undid it easily and pulled it to the floor, I stepped out of it. I had on plain white cotton undies. David traced around the material, first across my tummy, and then down each side of my bikini line, I shivered again. David leant in and kissed my underwear, first one soft, sweet, kiss, and then another followed by another, and another, and yet another. His hands were placed firmly on my hips, he pulled me in closer to him, I shuddered with delight, he was driving me crazy! I ran my hands through his hair, delighted by this soft and delicate touch, which was having a more than desirable effect on my loins. David pulled down on both sides of my underwear, pulling them to my knees and then off. I stood semi-naked in front of his face. He just looked at me, and smiled. He kissed me again, this time lingering on the furry nakedness that was on display for him. This time he moaned. With gentle fingers, he parted the outer lips of my pussy and slowly eased in his tongue. I didn't know if I could stand for much longer, my legs were getting weaker with each new delicious touch he shared with me. David withdrew his tongue, opened me up wider, and put his tongue back inside. He found my clitoris immediately, heard me moan out loud and began to flick gently at the spot. As he flicked and licked, I had an incredible desire to push my pussy into his face and rub. Instead, I thrust my finger deep inside myself, before regaining the motion on my clit that was steadily bringing about an orgasm. I was moaning out loud now, occasionally crying out "Yes David, Oh god yes, that's it, Oh Daaaaavid, yes, yes, yes!" "I need to sit down" I told David, and reluctantly he stopped licking me into a frenzy. He stood up and suggested the bedroom, I agreed. We embraced in a kiss which we held tight as we staggered across the room and fell onto the bed. I undressed David in a flurry of activity as he reached to take my t-shirt and bra off. Soon I was naked, soon after, so was David. We shared a moment and lay looking at each other, into each other's eyes. David smiled and spoke first, "You're beautiful, " I smiled back, "So are you" I said, and we kissed. I rubbed harder at my clitoris as I could feel the orgasm about to penetrate my body. At the same time, David slipped his hard penis inside me with ease. He began to thrust in time with my motion, I rubbed harder and faster, he plunged in deeper and quicker. He called out that he was going to cum, I screamed out that I was too. There was a knock at the door. Oh you've got to be fucking joking? Ignore it, ignore it, ignore it!! "Knock, knock, knock" this time the knocking was louder, and it sounded serious. It scared me a little, don't know why, must have been guilty conscious. I got up. Rapidly threw on jeans and a t-shirt, raced into the bathroom and brushed my hair. The knock came again, again loud, hard and serious sounding. "Coming!" I yelled out, ahhh, the irony of such a comment. I opened the door. It was a stranger, a man, and he was good looking. "Hello, Can I help you?" I smiled. The man was visibly embarrassed; he instantly went red in the face when I opened the door, he looked down at his feet, he shuffled, he didn't speak. Oh god, what sort of a freak show have I got here, I thought. His looks had deceived me, or had they? "Um, hi", he began, 'Do you live here alone?" he asked Oh great, like I'm going to answer that question honestly, "No, no I don't. I have a flatmate, John, he's just in the shower at moment. Why? Do you need something?" all such lies. But if this whacko thought he was going to come in and rob my house, he had another thing coming! He smiled and fidgeted again, before finally looking up and directly into my face. "No," he began, "I don't need anything. But I do need to tell you something". Oh lordy, here we go.....I bet he's a Jehovas Witness. "Yes?" I enquired. "Well, my name is David, Dave, "he quickly corrected, " and I live over there in the white flats, behind your house, you can probably see them from your um, bedroom?" his voice went audibly softer when he said bedroom, but I was too freaked out to notice due to his name. "Your name is David? Wow...how interesting..." I trailed, but he didn't notice. "Yes, yes it is. See, thing is, " he hesitated, he wanted to know my name. "Lily, my name is Lily" I offered. "Right, well Lily, thing is, that, um, Oh god, how am I going to say this?" he was painfully embarrassed, and then it hit me as to why. "Oh my goodness, you can see inside my bedroom can't you?" I asked He looked at me, stopped moving, answered, "Yes" I stood staring back at him, motionless, both of us caught up in a brief moment of understanding and pathos. "I just thought you might want to know, you know, to make sure your windows and curtains were closed." David suggested. Another silence persisted, until finally, I burst out laughing. It was the only thing I could do. A million thoughts and visions went racing through my mind; he can see, what was I doing, sleeping, masturbating, oh my god, I was masturbating, and yelling out, and screaming, and writhing around, and masturbating....was my curtain open? My window? Where the hell is his house? How close are we talking? Jesus I was masturbating!!!!!!! Dave, my neighbour, also laughed, I think he was relived that I wasn't embarrassed nor had I slammed the door on his face. After my laughing fit subsided somewhat, and Dave had become obviously more comfortable, I did something very spontaneous. "Would you like to come in for coffee?" I asked smiling. Dave went to talk, stopped, looked uneasy, so I helped him out, "Oh look I understand perfectly, I guess getting to know you're neighbour on a particularly intimate scale is a bit much for a first meeting...." god, shut up girl, you've already embarrassed him enough. Dave did an awkward shift, then spoke, "Well, actually, it's not that, " he said, "No? What is it then?" I asked. Dave looked up at me, directly into my eyes, "I was sort of wondering if you errr, might like some help, to um, finish off what you were, um, doing...." It was my turn to be visibly embarrassed, I went hot and red and my palms were sweaty. Did he just ask me what I thought he asked me? I stood frozen staring at him, Dave just smiled innocently at me. "Well?" he asked. I grabbed at his shirt and pulled him quickly inside the door, shutting it loudly behind him. He went to kiss me, but I pulled away, and reached for the door to lock it. When I turned to face Dave, he quickly pinned me up against the wall, both arms above my head, and kissed me. Copyright Kerryn Wood 2007 David Dreamscape Ch. 02 Part 2 - David Next Door His kiss was mind-blowing, euphoric, delightful, delicious. His lips were soft, supple, warm, wet. His hands held my arms aloft, pinned to the back of the door. His body he pushed firmly up against my own. His kiss the most sensual I’ve ever experienced; his lips the softest I’d ever felt; his grip strong, his body warm. I was sinking at the knees. As if aware of my failing limbs, he slowly withdrew his mouth from my own. Seconds later I finally opened my eyes, they locked instantly onto his. He was still only inches away from my face, but his eyes stared back into mine. Neither of us spoke, and the longer the silence, the longer we knew what the other were thinking. He released his grip from my arms, and I dropped them to my side. He broke slightly away from my now heaving chest, a hand reached up and brushed a strand of hair out of my face. I blushed. My knees went weak again. “Let’s go to your room,” David suggested, and I nodded, taking his hand, and leading him down the hall. Before we got to the bedroom door, David pulled on my hand forcing me to stop before bumping into me. We both laughed. He pushed me up against the wall again, he was firm, strong, in control but gentle. He put his face close to mine, he was breathing me in. I watched him, hearing only the sound of our breathing coming on heavier with each moment. I went to move my arms up to embrace him, but he took control again. He took my hands in his own, and held them down at my side. He pushed his hard and warm body up against mine again, up against my breasts. He groaned. His mouth found that delicious spot on my neck, and began kissing me, my head fell languidly to the side, inviting him in for me. He eased a leg in between the two of mine, and slowly brought his knee to up meet my crotch. He pressed against me, more firmly than before, his teeth now finding my neck, his hands gripping me tight: I cried out in pure ecstasy. Where was this guy taking me? I’d never felt so much fire, so much passion. His obvious persistent need for me, fuelled my ravishing need for him. I wanted him now, needed him now, had to have him, but he was going to make me wait. His slow, delightful and delicate seduction was turning my tummy over and my world upside down. The waiting was turning my limbs to jelly and my mind to custard: what a sweet, sweet dessert I would make for him tonight. He moved his mouth from my neck as he planted little kisses on my cheek, my nose, one eyelid, and then the other, before he found my mouth. But he teased: he placed his lips over the top of mine and breathed into me, he didn’t kiss me. I tried to kiss him, but he withdrew - he was a master, perhaps the master. I had to play his game, he was only going to give as much of himself to me as he wanted, so we were playing by his rules. I was happy to do that, so long as his game increased in pace soon. I had a fever burning between my legs and a fire inside my chest. I needed him, and I needed release. He played with my lips, running his tongue slowly over them. First over the bottom, and then across the top. I closed my eyes so I could concentrate only on his feel, his smell, his sweet breath, his beating heart. Suddenly he kissed me full on my open mouth. I wasn’t expecting it - and that’s the precise moment he was waiting for. He wanted to lull me into a false sense of security before shocking me onto another plateau. He succeeded. While he kissed me again with those warm tender succulent lips, his knee pushed harder into my groin, massaging me with his touch. His grip tightened on my own hands, I squeezed back. I arched my back and pressed my breasts into him and tried to kiss him back - but he was still in control. We kissed for what seemed an eternity. I became lost in him. He transported me to another universe where only we existed, and time ceased too. I’d never understood the phrase about ‘two becoming one’ until right then. There was no him and I, there was only ‘us’. As if reading my mind, David suddenly broke away from me. He let go of me and collapsed back on the wall behind him. He was breathing heavy, his eyes sparkling, his arousal evident. I was sure I could hear his heart beating, almost see it popping out from his chest. He ran his hands through his hair as he looked at me, and smiled. “This is intense” he finally said. When I regained my breath enough to speak, I answered, “Yes, yes it is.” I laughed, stayed against my side of the wall. “Are you okay?” I asked, suddenly becoming worried that he had just changed his mind. He smiled, and then laughed a little chuckle, “Oh yeah, I’m just great!” he laughed again, “I just didn’t realise, I didn’t think, I …..” he stammered, shifted feet, ran his hands through his hair again. He looked up at me, I realised he had deep alluring brown eyes, and I melted. “It’s just, I’ve never felt like this with anyone before, I mean, I‘ve never felt so, so……so free, so right, so damned hot!” I laughed. “I know, it’s crazy isn’t it, I feel the same way!” “You do?” he seemed surprised. “Yeah!!!! Can’t you tell?” He laughed. And stared at me again. I stared back. e kept staring and soon I began to feel embarrassed by his attention. He sensed it, and walked toward me. “Come with me,” he motioned, took my hand, and entered my room.