Message-ID: <1669eli$9706241842@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom Subject: "It's Only a Dream" (mf) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: The THC Adult Text Archive: ONLDREAM.TXT (104 lines) Please do not allow anyone under 18 to read the contents of this message. BEFORE YOU EMAIL ME, Please see the footer for important information. Visit http://vvv.com/files/Authors/Tom/wwwmy/acd.html ========================================================================== It's only a Dream Damn, sandra mumbled to herself as she arrived home. "Stupid blind dates. Never again." she muttered as she walked into her apartment and slammed the door behind her.. This was her third blind date set up by her friends and it was also her third failure.. She looked into the mirror and wondered if she was doing something wrong. "I'm not no beauty pageant winner," she thought, "but I'm not ugly either." She pondered this while she prepared herself for bed. It was late and she did have to get up in the morning for work. As she lay back on the bed, she thought about some of the other dates she had been on.. It seemed that the men she dated only wanted sex and nothing else. And this last blind date was even worse, he wanted sex without commitment, plus he wanted sex with the waiter at the restaurant. Now Sandra was a grown woman with grown up needs and she was considering sex without commitment just for her own pleasure until he started talking about the waiter.. That did it. As she closed her eyes to sleep, she so desperately wished that she had someone to take care of her needs. Someone that she could go to without needing to worry about getting something that she would regret.. Slowly her hand found it's way down her belly and came to rest on the mound that she was so used to servicing herself lately.. She massaged herself and slowly drifted off..... Suddenly, Sandra woke. Her hand was still wet from her own juices.. She had a scary feeling that she wasn't alone. A feeling that someone else was in the room with her.. Immediately, she thought it might be that fruit cake that she was out with.. Ready to grab something in her defense, Sandra started to sit up. Sandra, half sitting and half laying, froze. The image she saw definitely wasn't who she thought it was. This person was much taller and much better looking.. She started to say something when he put he fingers to his mouth, indicating that she should remain quiet. She did, expecting him to say something. Somehow, now she wasn't a scared as she was before.. If this stranger was going to hurt her, he would have ny now. He remained half hidden in the shadows but she could see enough to know that he was dressed in what looked to her like a robe. He was tall and handsome with dark brown hair and piercing brown eyes. "You summoned me." was all he said as he walked towards her. Somehow, nervous but not scared, Sandra lay back and waited. He came to the side of her bed and sat down. Slipping one hand under the blanket, to her leg and just rested it on her thigh. She again started to speak, but he took his other hand and placed it over her mouth. "You summoned a lover with your desperate desires." he told her. "I am here to help." As his hand slid it's way up her thigh, the feeling in her started to warm. "How did this guy know what I wanted?" she thought, as his hand found it's target. A moan escaped her mouth as he gently massaged her. "I know what you wanted because you told me." he mentioned. Shocked that he answered the question that she never asked, she wondered how he did that.. He only smiled. Sandra moaned again as his hand worked magic on her, causing her to get hotter and hotter.. Without a word, he pulled the blanket up and over his head, moving into position between her legs. He licked his way up her thigh and into her wet mound. Sandra was helpless. She couldn't resist him now even if she wanted to, and right now, she didn't want anything but more of what he was doing. His tongue worked on her clit and more than once made her cum. Each orgasm seemed more intense than the one before it. She now knew that she was hooked. This stranger could do anything, anything at all and she wouldn't stop him.. As long as he treated her this way, she would never look for another lover.. Slowly, he started licking his way up her belly, pausing to kiss and nip at each nipple, before reaching her mouth. There placing a kiss so passionate, she orgasmed again.. This treatment couldn't go unrewarded, so she tried to get him to lay on his back. "I want to do you now."she told him. But he stopped her and held her down. "No. Not this time. This time it is for you." he told her as he pressed against her. One gentle push and he buried himself deep inside her. Sandra screamed out as the orgasm took over her body. Time and time again he brought her to mind blowing orgasms. A couple of times Sandra thought she blacked out, she wasn't sure. But she did know that she had finally found heaven. This could go on all night she thought as she responded to his thrusts. Each time she orgasmed, he would smile softly and continue. After she don't know how long, or how many orgasms, he finally tensed and cum, filling her with his juices. It felt different somehow, but she wasn't going to question it as she orgasmed once more.. this last orgasm was so intense, she did blackout fro the next thing she remembered was waking to the sun shining brightly in her bedroom window. Damn, she said out loud as she knew now that she was only dreaming.. Sandra lay still, staring at the ceiling. "It was so real." she told herself. She even felt kind of sore from all of it. But none the less, she was still in her own bed, and she was still alone. It wasn't until she started to sit up to reach for a cigarette that she realized that she was soaked. The bed was drenched and she was too. It couldn't be a dream she thought. It just couldn't be. She reached for her cigarettes and on the stand was a strange looking piece of paper. The only thing on it was the words "Any time, just call." Now You tweet little things,,,, was it a dream??? Incubus ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Archivist Notes: (1) Sorry, no requests for reposts, missing parts, GIFs, FTP sites, etc. can be honored. If you find getting stories from this newsgroup inconvenient, the archive is available on CD. Please email adultarc@tommys.spydernet.kom to trigger an autoresponder that will tell you how to get the whole thing on CD-ROM. 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