Man Of My Dreams

As she walked into the bar, all eyes were on her. Her tight, short, black skirt, with the hem, just about mid-thigh, traced the form of her wanton body. And with each step, the slit, to the side, gave way to the tanned, well shaped lower limb. 

The pink blouse, tight across her breast, gave the invite to see, but not touch, till she was ready, and willing.

Her hair pulled back, in a tight French braid, favored her beautiful face. With just enough make-up, to blossom her womanly stature. The lips, lightly painted with a gloss pink covering, enhancing her kissable lips.

As she sat at the bar, the bartender spoke, “Hi Irena, the usual?” This not her first time here, she nodded, an approval.

Waiting for her drink, she scoped out the room, made eye contact with no one, but made a mental note of one man in the corner.

He, a big man, with a silver cowboy hat, cocked to one side ever so slightly, made a mental note himself, of this beautiful lady. The smile escaped his lips, before he could control the involuntary reaction. Dam, she was hot.

Her quick mind, encased his dress of the starched shirt, and his jeans looked as if he had been melted and poured in them. His legs crossed at the knees, she could not help but notice his package. His cock ran down the left side of his tight jeans, at least five inches. God, she thought, if it were that big soft, how big would it grow?

Sam, the bartender sat her Long Island Iced Tea, on a coaster. As he did so, her lips parted as if to say something, but before she could speak, “That’s mighty strong drink for such a beautiful lady.” The stranger spoke with a southern draw.

Her body trembled, her breath stopped, the crotch of her panty became wet with her sweet nectar. My God, she thought, I will have this man, before the night is over. “Please join me.” Had she really said that? Everyone in this bar knew her. Knew she was married, had gone to school with a couple of them. She didn’t care.

He wasted no time, as he pulled up the bar stool, tipped his hat to her, and again with the slow southern draw, “I’m Dawson, and I am going to be your lover tonight and maybe, just maybe, for ever more.”

Dam, this man was sure of himself, I like that, raced through her mind, as she grinned from ear to ear. He sat close. Her knee grazed his starched jeans, and stuck in place as if glued. Her eyes locked to his, the reflection of her wanton desire of this man, shocked her. Was that his, or her wanton desire to explore each?

“I like a man who knows what he wants, and if I have my way, yes, you will have me tonight, and many more, nights, and a few days also.” Her knees parted as she spoke these words of her willing need. “If I may be so bold, you have caused my panties to become very wet. I do hope you like.” Her eyes lowered, pulling his with hers. His eyes, feasted to her wet crotch, “I like, and please be bold anytime you want.”

He grasped her hand, pulling her to her feet. Without a word, he led her to the door. Again all eyes, locked to her. Her hips swayed to the motion of bliss, knowing of what was about to happen. She knew, this man could and would put out the flames of passion, buried deep inside her.

He opened the door to his pick-up, never letting go of her hand. Her skirt parted, as she placed her firm bottom to the seat. He embraced her body, with strong arms, pulling her close, her breast pressing his chest, her breath stopped, as his lips touched her moist lips. Her lips parted, her tongue, tasted his. As soon as the kiss started, it stopped, leaving her breathless. He walked to the driver’s side, opened the door, and with one swift move, sat under the wheel. “Motel, or your house?” 

“Motel, I live to far from here, I need you now!” she almost screamed.

Two blocks away, that seemed like two hundred miles for her, he stopped the engine. He swung the door open, and in a flash, he was opening the door for her. Again he grasped his big hand in hers, and led her to the motel door. The key went to the lock, the door opened. In the corner, a small lamp guided them to the center of the small room. She wrapped her arms around him, this time she pulled him to her.

Their lips locked, her passion poured from her. His hands went to work on her blouse. The black lace bra, came into sight. The hard nipples, begging for freedom, pushing against the fabric. She reached for the clasp, freeing her breast. Her hands came to the back of his head, guiding his hot mouth to her left nipple. His tongue teased and tasted her willing flesh.

Her breath again stopped, her scream of “Harder, suck harder!” filled the room with passion. Her hands went to his belt buckle, released it, and shacking, snaked her hand to his hard cock. The pre-cum, on the head told of his desire of her. Her pussy, already drenched with her nectar, flamed hotter liquid, into her panties.

She walked him to the edge of the bed, pushed him down. Sitting him to the level of her crotch. He wasted no time in pushing her skirt above her hips.  Her panties wet with fluid, he moved the panty to one side, covered her pussy with his mouth, and inhaled the aroma of her. His tongue pierced the swollen lips of her pussy, causing her to shiver. He swirled, he tasted her. Her clit swelled, and in less than a minute her first orgasm exploded.

“OH GOD, OH GOD, more, please more,” she screamed.

“FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW! PLEASE FUCK ME!!”

She grabbed his cock, now rock hard, and shoved him to his back. She straddled him, holding his cock, looking deep in his eyes, “Fuck me, fuck me hard and deep. Fuck me, fill me with your cock. Cum in me… give me your baby…”

She rubbed the head in her wetness, her pussy sucking for the head. She placed the head to the entrance, and with a slow move, sank the entire shaft to a depth never touched by any one. She sat with the cock deep in her, letting her pussy get used to the size, she was his from now on. Her stretched pussy, would and always, be this man’s, no others.

Her hips rose, leaving half of this huge cock in her. She sat back down, enjoying the feeling of being filled, for the first time ever. Her hips, rose and fell, rose and fell. The tempo growing faster, her fluids pouring from her pussy, she was close. Now begging, “Please cum in me, make me yours, NOW, CUM in me, NOW!”  As she reached the never before bliss of what fucking should be.

His cock head enlarged, as the veins popped on the sides of his enflamed fuck tool. Together, they exploded, he filling her with hot, almost boiling cream, as her pussy muscles gripping, milking, and sucking his hot cum deep in her willing pussy.

She fell to his body, his arms pulling her to him, she and he, knew there was a lot more to come, before this night was over.

…as she rolled to her side, his cock never left her. Their fluids leaked from her swollen pussy, filling the air of the tiny motel room with the bitter, sweet smell of hot pure sex. Her glazed over eyes, told volumes of what had just happened. She tightened her arms around this man from the south, pressing her hot body close. Her hard nipples pierced, his flesh, marking his skin of her desire.

“I have waited for you all my life, were the fuck have you been?” she asked.

From the depth of his soul he spoke, “Looking for you.”

The tears formed in the corners of her eyes, as she whispered, “Never leave me, I will be yours for ever.”

Their lips touched, more tender than before. The passion now was of love, not just hot unyielding fucking. Hands searched each, finding new areas of flesh, burning, and tempting the feel for more.

The fingers of this man, traced her firm tight thighs, to the junction of her swollen pussy lips. Inserting a finger in the warmth of her to the first knuckle, the fluids covered it with the hot remains of their passion. His tongue, traveled slowly, tasting and teasing her hot body. The closer he came to her pussy, the harder her breathing came.

Her hips rose, inviting his experienced tongue to devour her waiting pussy filled with the fluids of boiling cream. The point of his tongue parted her pussy, tasting the fluids. He drove it deep, wanting to capture all. The smell was intoxicating. The taste was sweet, and the pleasure she so deserved and needed was his reward.

Her hips rose to meet the phallus of his invading hot tongue, pulling, teasing, drinking the fluids as if his life substance. Her moans of pleasure sparked the increased speed of his taking her with his wanton mouth.

“OH GOD!” she screamed, “Eat my pussy, taste our cum! Suck my clit, taste us!” Her hips rose greeting his mouth with the flooding, of her fluids. Her hands locked behind his head pulling him deeper into her pussy. “OH GOD I’m cumming! Suck my clit harder! Drink our cummmm…” her screams of pleasure, heard not to him, from the pleasure his was receiving, giving to her. Her legs now locked around his upper body, trying to push his head into her swollen pussy. “OH FUCK, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, OH GOD I love you…”

His tongue drove deep into her, pulling the fluids form her. Her clit, stiff, from the teasing, throbbed and arched for more attention. As her orgasm started, the fluids poured into his mouth. He savored the sweet thick juice that she produced for his waiting taste buds.

Her screams became whispers as her orgasm slowed. Her legs loosened from around his body. Her hands pulled him to her, placing her lips to his, tasting her fluids from his lips.

Her moans of approval, from the taste of her nectar, sparked his cock to grow, and begin to leak a small drop of pre-cum, from the opening. She snaked her hand to the swelling cock, and with loving fingers, guided the head to the entrance of her waiting pussy. Her hips, rose slightly to take just the head into the waiting entrance. “Fuck me hard and deep. Show me how much you want my pussy, and my love.” She whispered to him.

He reached for her ankles, grasping them with strong hands, looked into her eyes, and with one hard stroke, drove his cock deep into her. She screamed, not of pain, but of her yielding to this man. At that moment, she not only gave her pussy to him, she gave her life, to this man of her dreams.

He held the rock hard cock deep in her, wanting her to know she was his. He twitched his cock, sending shock waves of heated lust through her body. She moaned, her breath quickened, she was his. He withdrew till just the head was left, and with more force than the first deep penetration, drove deeper. Her pussy, stretched, and yearned for more. He withdrew, and again, the down stroke seemed to go deeper than before.

Her hips began to respond. She met his strokes with just as much force. She felt very inch, every blood, popping vein of his cock. The head, with every buried stroke, pressed to her cervix, sending more fluids to wrap around his cock. The fluids of her pussy, dripped to the crack of ass, causing her heat to build. Their pace quickened, to a fevered pitch of passion. His cock head swelled, her pussy gripping, not letting his cock escape her cave of heat.

“Cum in me… make me yours… fuck me hard…” she moaned.

Both were close, to the ultimate bliss of satisfaction. His balls started vibrating with the anticipation of the strongest orgasm of his life. Her eyes glazed, with the knowing this was her lover for life. His cum, started through his shaft. Her pussy gripped, and pulled it to her.

“NOW! NOW!” she screamed, “CUM in me NOW! Fill me with your cum!!”

His cock head swelled, the first projectile hit her cervix, as if it were a bullet. Her pussy gripped and milked the shaft, pulling his cum to her waiting womb. Her legs locked his body in place, holding him deep in her. The second ejaculation, stronger than the first, shook her body. Her tears of happiness, streamed from her beautiful eyes, telling him they would be one, forever…

…he lightly pressed his thumb to the corner of her left eye, slowly the tear dripped to the surface of the thumb. He focused on the tear, as it lay peaceful on his thumb. Raised it to his lips, and very gently kissed it to the heart of his soul.

“These tears you weep, I will remember always of the giving of your soul to me. These tears will be in my heart, till you ask for them back. I will carry these tears, in the safety of my heart, mind, body, and soul, till we are just a grain of dust.” As he spoke these words, both hearts opened, reaching for the life that was meant to be from time beginning.

“I give you these tears to carry for me, to keep safe in your heart, mind, body, and soul, until we are but a grain of dust. I want no other, as I have found the man who is not perfect in many ways, but the love we have will over come, both our imperfect ways.”

His arms, encircled her warm and unyielding body, pulling her to him. Her eyes closed, perhaps wanting to remember this moment in their time. Perhaps, just anticipating what was about to come.

Her arms wrapped around his back, pushing his chest to her harden nipples. The nipples imprinting their, wanting in his skin. In unison, hands traveling at a snail’s pace, searched the distance to each. Breathing increased, hearts skipped a beat, then raced fast. Her skin became warm, from the blood racing through out her willing and wanton body. Her pussy, quivered and gushed fluids, near boiling, as the lips swelled to the thickness of desire.

His fingers felt the heat from her out pouring desire. He rose to his knees, looking at her face. The beauty of this lady, in her wanton need, was the most beautiful thing he could have ever dreamed. The heat, the fluids pouring form her sex, triggered his shaft to throb. This beautiful lady, reached with her knowing hand, grasped his cock with a firm and delicate touch, guiding the head to the entrance of her flames.  The pre-cum, on the head of his cock, and with the fluids form her pussy, well lubed the shaft of her desire. Her hips, quivered as she circled his cock head around her waiting pussy, gathering the fluids of both, preparing for the unison of their bodies.

As he pressed forward, her eyes locked to his. The unspoken words of her heart, told of this junction of love that was to be shared with these two beings. The head of his cock, sought the heat of her hot, wet, and tight pussy, craving the depth, it would find in a few strokes.

He withdrew, and slowly with a motion that showed his caring for her, pierced her to the depth, both needed and craved. Her cervix welcomed the invading blunt head of his cock. Her pussy, relaxed, released fluids, and waited, for the journey of the release of his cream, splashing her depths of womanhood.

Her breathing stopped as his cock left the confines of tight pussy, not wanting it to leave her. The cock stopped at the entrance, and then drove deep, again hitting her cervix. Her breathing started, in an almost painful breath of life. The welcomed cock head’s flight, stopped, throbbed and then withdrew, back to the entrance. This time the wait shorter, for the deep penetration of his shaft slamming against her.

Her hips, rose to meet his decent, of the hard and forceful cock. The inner muscles of her pussy, began their flexing to bring him deeper. The tightness of her pussy, marked the sides of his cock, branding the shat of their love. The fluids, both producing, made the now rapid intrusions more heavenly, and wanting. Her hips, his thrusts, soon the birth giving fluid would unite them as one.

“Fuck me! Harder! Fill me… I need your love…” these words came with such ease, from her beautiful lips.

The words she spoke, built the flames of passion to another height, as his cock buried deeper and harder into this lady of beauty. His felt it start in his toes. The building of an orgasm that he has saved just for her.

“FUCK ME! FILL ME!!” she was close to the explosion of her life.

“I need you so much… LOVE ME!!” almost begging him to conquer her passion, and love.

His thrust faster, deeper, and harder, this gave him the power to please her. His cock head swelling to the first stage of ejaculation, so very close, but yet so far away. He wanted this beautiful lady of passion, to tell him when she wanted to feel his hot cum, buried deep in her. His hands wrapped around her ankles, spreading her magnificent thighs, watching his cock bury in her pussy. As he withdrew, the fluids of  her pussy, coated his cock, causing it to shine.

She rose and with eyes wide, gazed at the sight of his cock’s traveling in and out of her well fucked pussy. Her hands rubbing her stiff nipples, her eyes begging for release. “NOW! NOW! Fill me with your hot cum. GIVE us a baby. Please NOW!!” she screamed.

Her pussy muscles gripped his cock tighter, milking his shaft, pulling the waiting cum from his balls. His cock head buried deep in her. The first spurt hit her cervix, bouncing to the head of his shaft. Her scream, “YES! FUCK ME! Give us a baby… cum in meeeeeeee! GOD I LOVE YOU Dawson.” Her breathing stopped, she gasped for air. “OH GOD! FUCK ME! SHOW ME HOW MUCH YOU LOVE ME… cum in meeeee…”

As the shaft splashed more cum to her, he slowed the pace, wanting her to feel the love pouring into her body from his. He would give her all, not holding any back. They needed, wanted and deserved this.

He released her ankles, and fell to her body. Her arms pulled him tight, her mouth to his ear. “Dawson, I love you.” Words that made his body tremble, his cock throb, and his heart swell.


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