Guilty Fantasies
Mike's Point Of View
She was sprawled on my bed, staring up at me with those innocent brown eyes of hers. I could only stand there, breathless, and let my eyes wander over her exposed, naked body. Bella smiled, as if enjoying the way my eyes traveled all over her, and how I stood there, open mouthed.
"Mike," she purred in that clear, soft voice of her's. I was quiet, not fully trusting my voice at the moment. She grinned now, and stood up.
My eyes were instantly glued to her full, round breasts. I could feel my member wake up, and suddenly, I was standing right in front of her, her breast on my hands. I licked my lips, seeing her hardened nipples. It took me less than a second to duck down, and take one of hers nipples into my mouth, and begin to suck on it. My other hand pinched the other hardened nipple.
Her moans were loud, and I was thouroughly happy. She liked what I was doing, "Mike!" she moaned loudly, gripping my shoulders tightly.
I reluctantly pulled away from her, my lips attaching themselves to her lips instead. I kissed her hard, starving for her. I pushed her down the bed, with me on top, still kissing her. My dick was pressing against her thigh, and I felt her gasp silently.
I froze for a fraction of a second, before kissing her stilled lips. She responded back instantly. I could feel the warmth radiating from her pussy with my erected penis, and I was already longing for myself to be wrapped around her, thursting into her. Weakly at first, to get her used to it, before harder and harder! Oh god, I can't wait any longer.
Pulling away from Bella, I take off my pants, leaving my shirt on. Bella watches me with those brown eyes of her as I did so, and opens her legs wide, as if allowing me to do anything I pleased with her. I licked my lips again.
"Bella," my voice was husky, thick with wanting, "are you sure?" I knew, distinctively, that this was a dream - a pleasant, wonderful dream - yet I couldn't help, but ask her. After all, it would feel wrong to just do it without knowing if she really wanted it - dream or no dream.
She stared at me like I was an idiot, "Of course!" she breathed.
A part of me felt wrong doing this, too, since I had just broken up with Jessica the day before. Now look at me, dreaming about one of my friends - inappropriately - and I was actually enjoying it. Who wouldn't, though?
I frowned, while my dick yelled for me to get it over with.
"What's wrong?" Bella asked, frowning too, now.
"Jessica," I admitted, looking at Bella. I caught a glimpse of anger in her eyes, or was it jealousy?
"Jessica?" she asked me, clenching her jaws. "Why are you thinking about her? Do you like her?" her tone was laced with utter jealousy, and I found myself enjoying this, too.
I smiled, "No, Bella, I just think it's wrong."
"Wrong?" she was getting agitated. Wow, my mind wants to make this seem real. Clever, clever.
"Yeah, I broke up with her yesterday, and here I am, dreaming about," I pointed at my half-naked self, and her naked self, "us. It's wrong."
She frowned, but her eyes seemed to roam over my face, "You're sweet." she whispered, "You are. . ." she was at loss of words, staring at me with a tender expression.
"Uh," I mumbled, my eyes drifting down to her shavened pussy. My dick was screaming now, aching for her.
"Come," she whispered, smiling at me, "I want you, and you want me. What's wrong with that? Nothing. Plus, like you said; it's a dream. Jessica won't find out, will she?"
"No," I agreed.
"Okay then," she smiled back, "come. Now."
There wasn't any need to be told twice. In no time, was I above her, with my dick positioned at her entrance. I felt her tense, her brown eyes expecting, and her teeth biting onto her bottom lip. She was clutching my shoulders, hard, and I smiled, "You ready?" I felt foolish for asking. This was just a dream!
She nodded. "Yes," Bella said strongly.
I entered.
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"MIKE!" A voice screeched, "GET UP! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE TO SCHOOL!"
I groaned loudly. Why? Why did I have to wake up when I was possibly having one of the best dreams in my life? Why is life so cruel?!
"MICHAEL BRYAN NEWTON! WAKE UP!" my mom screeched, banging on my door.
"Okay, okay, I'm up!" I bellowed, angry.
She left me to get ready for school. Why couldn't I have had five more minutes until I woke up!
"Damn you mom."
A/N: I'm so mean, Mikey's dream got cut-short. Damn his mom! D; LOL, so yeah, sorry for the intrusion, not my fault. It's his mom, and the school, too, sort of. :P Mike's point of view was requested, so here it is! I hope you liked it, kinda? Lol, I'm actually smirking for no reason. I'm pleased with myself! I'm so evil. Bleh. Oh, and I know not a lot of action was done, Mikey was thinking way too much. . . urgh. I will do another POV of his, m'kay? He'll be less thinking, and more doing ;)
ALSO, CHECK OUT MY NEW MIKE/BELLA STORY! It's called; The Boy With the Clear Blue Eyes. It'll make me happy if you checked it out and reviewed! And no, it won't be Rated M, it will be Rated T! . . . Ah, I love Mike xD TEAM MIKE! MWAHAHAHA. . . I'm an idiot -,-
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