Hey everyone! I hope you all are glad to see that I will be continuing this, at least for another chapter or two after this, depending on the response I get from my lovely reviewers, of course. I swear, I have the best reviewers in the world! (:
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Dedicated to: knifeinback, who will also have a story of this theme possibly coming out soon! If you like this, I recommend checking her stuff out!
I'm lying on a bed and I see her walk into the room that I'm in, which, if this were real life, would be hers. I sit up, signaling that my attention was focused completely on her and she shoots me a smirk, almost as if to say, 'I know.'
She struts over to me, all confident and sexy, and I can hardly stand it. I'm turned-on already and I'm just waiting for her to come and get what's coming.
Her shirt hits the floor and her skinny jeans are flung to the beanbag chair in the left corner of the room. She's climbing onto the bed and her dark brown hair falls into her face a little as she leans towards me and presses her lips to mine. My hands reach out and grab her, pulling her flush against me and penetrating her lips with my tongue.
She gasps when she feels my erection pressing into her stomach. Her hand reaches down and teases my head with a manicured fingernail and it's my turn to gasp at the unique sensation that she's sending through my thighs to my brain.
"Sammy," she whispers into my ear with her husky voice and I can feel my cock twitch in anticipation. I feel her take me into one of her hands and give me a good tug. I take in a sharp breath and readjust my sitting position.
My hips buck in pleasure as she grips me tight in her hand and pumps in swift, long strokes. I begin to grow eager for release, but before I can even request anything, I feel a pair of sweet lips wrapping themselves around my cock.
I shudder all the way down to my bones as her lips slide up and down the length of my shaft. "Oh, c-Carly," I stutter out, lacing both of my hands through her hair as I back up to where I am leaning against the wall for support.
As she pulls up, I can feel her tongue swirling over my head, teasing and daring me to shove myself deeper into her mouth. My hips buck, and at the same time, I press down on the back of her head, forcing her to take my entire length into her mouth. She makes a small noise of surprise, and I nearly pass out as I feel the head of my penis grazing against the soft tissue at the very back of her throat.
"So nice," I groan out, using one of my hands to cover my face as I get closer to climaxing. I'm tempted to cum here and now, but I want to savor this feeling for a little bit longer.
She removes her mouth from my erection and runs a tongue along the length of my shaft slowly; up and down, up and down, up and fuck –
One of my hands goes on my cock and I pump a few times before I begin to ejaculate into my beloved Carly's waiting open mouth.
My vision is blurred as I stare at the ceiling, nearly rolling my eyes into the back of my head as I spill myself onto her hungry tongue.
When my sight clears, I look down to see her closing her mouth and swallowing, then licking her lips and smiling at me.
"Was that alright?" she asks me, looking confident, but I could still see a slight hint of nerves in her expression.
"It was perfect," I say, taking her into my arms and laying down with her with a smile on my face.
I blink awake, and instantly recalling the highly inappropriate dream that I just had, I was on Boner Alert: Code Red. I reach my hand down into my pajama bottoms and grab myself, but I'm completely soft; not even a little bit stiff.
"Odd," I whisper to myself. I relax, but then I become aware of my current sleeping arrangements. Carly's ass is pressed directly into my crotch, and I'm so tempted to just grind into her, or worst – I won't even go there.
Carly makes a slight humming noise in her sleep and presses harder into me and I instinctually press back before I can stop myself. I can feel the blood rushing to my cock and pretty soon, I'll be hard and ready to ravage – no, no, no.
I sit up and climb over her carefully. Maybe some cold water will help me calm down.
When I reach the bathroom, I decide that I'm tragically overdue for a piss. I pull the pants down slightly and begin executing perfect aim, not even bothering to lift the seat.
Something smells off and I sniff my finger. It smells like really fruity hand lotion, and that's odd because I haven't used any scented lotions recently and I surely haven't been rubbing any on my junk.
I shrug and walk over to the sink. I turn the faucet and splash cold water on my face, instantly distracting me from any Carly-screwing thoughts that I had, or had been having.
"How long am I going to have these feelings?" I ask myself in a whisper, and open the door to head back to bed.