She tells me that she never had a man go down on her before. That’s how I know everything happening before me right now has to be a dream. How can she have been married and never had a man’s tongue between her legs? It just doesn’t add up to me. I hold her thighs open and ignore her screams because this ismy dreamand I get to screw this beautiful woman exactly the way I want.
Don’t remember how I ended up wherever the fuck I am from the bar but… I just want to dream tonight if I didn’t get to go home with the woman from the…
She moans loudly before her pussy squirts all over my face. Hot fucking damn, that feels good. The hot juices get all over my tongue and the intoxicating flavor tastes better because it’s a dream. She begs me to stop but I don’t because this isn’t thetype of job you leave unfinished. I won’t be done until this dream version of Aricia calls out my name and begs for every inch of my cock.
The moans get louder as I get closer towards pushing my dream woman over the edge. Madness strikes me and I take one finger and circle her entrance, teasing the elastic portion open and then thrusting one finger inside her nice and hard, all the way up to the last knuckle. She moans and her tight, elastic pussy wraps around my finger. I wish this wasn’t a dream.
Slowly, I finger fuck Aricia’s pussy while tonguing her repeatedly to orgasm. The more her pussy gushes, the better it feels. I make her cum until she can’t breathe anymore. Everything darkens and fades like it does in dreams. I don’t get to feel that first deep thrust until I’m all the way inside her.
But she’s so tight that my dream grows vivid again and I fuck Aricia hard into the bed. How the hell did we get anywhere near a bed? I don’t care because she feels tight and our bodies feel so good together. She screams in pain as I take her with my cock and I force my dick inside her deeper, hoping to get my dream woman used to taking my dick.
Eventually, she gives in to my cock. I feel her responding more positively to my hips driving her deep into my bed. I feel utterly victorious that I brought this sexy woman home. Everything about her body gets me high, but whenever I try to feel more than pure lust and desire to fuck my seed into her, I can’t grasp onto the sensations.
It’s the dream… I run my tongue over what I think are Aricia’s dark brown nipples. She moans with utter pleasure as I pump into her even harder and deeper than before. I follow my primal needs to take her completely. She screams and possibly asks me to stop, but I can’t hear anything but the blood rushing past my ears and the howl of my own desires.
“I need to cum in you, Aricia.”
“No…”
“It’s all a dream, babe… All a dream…”
She cries out “no”, even louder. It must be my subconscious fighting against my primal desires because having a baby with a woman is the last thing I would want outside of this dream state. Our bodies move together with my last few thrusts and Aricia wraps her thighs around me as I edge my hips forward and release…
My cock bursts inside Aricia. I push my hips forward and keep pumping until I thrust every last drop of cum inside her.
The dream fades into blackness. I don’t wake up until it’s so hot and sunny that I can’t help it. I feel weak and the sunlight pouring through the window forces me awake. I groan and try to convince the sun to get darker – my first sign that I’m under the influence of something.
When I groan, I hear a noise next to me. What the fuck? I jerk upright and yank my body away from the one lying in my bed. Holy fuck. I try not to respond but a jolt of fear rushes through me. I hop out of bed and my dick thwacks against my thighs, leaving a trail of white slime against my leg.
I look at the woman half-asleep with her legs spread in bed next to me. It’s the lawyer. What the fuck? I fucked the lawyer.
No. That can’t be true. We danced together last night, but it never got more intense than that. I remember…
I remember nothing.
Her chest heaves and then shudders. Does she remember what happened last night?
Flora…
The last thing I remember is my sister Flora took shots with us. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She’s a lawyer. I can’t remember if I asked alawyerfor consent. I’m going to end up in jail. Aricia lies in my bed totally naked and spread out in front of me. I swear that I’m only looking at her for evidence of what happened between us but…
Holy fuck, her body is incredible. Those breasts are even better than they looked in that classy dress she wore to the bar. I shouldn’t look. My eyes drop to her stomach. Her tummy moves and I nervously look at her face again to make sure she’s still asleep. For now, she’s still asleep.
Aricia’s mound contains plenty of evidence. The moment I look between her legs, I stare at her and allow this crazy surge of emotions to overwhelm me completely. My cum is all over Aricia’s spread open thighs. She has gorgeous, full lower lips that are completely bulging with my seed like a fruit that has just been cut open.
How much did I cum inside this woman and why did I leave my cream all over her inner and outer lips like this?Fuck.I didn’t use a condom. How could I? I don’t even remember how we got here. I’m so fucked that I don’t realize that I haven’t stopped staring at her exposed pussy until Aricia clears her throat and catches me in the act of looking like a total pervert.
Our eyes lock and hot shame rushes through me. Did I assault this woman? Did I hurt her? She groans and throws her head back.
“It wasn’t a dream,” she says. “Oh no… Oh no…”
“I’m sorry… If you didn’t consent?—”
“I’m forty years old, Peter,” she groans, throwing her body out of bed and seemingly fueled by a rush of adrenaline just pushing her to get the fuck out of here. “If I’m in a sticky situation, I find a way to leave.”
As she stands, a thick rope of my cum spills from between her legs. Aricia mutters a string of swear words.
“I need to get out of here.”
