It was still dark outside, but that wasn't enough to keep the birds from chirping. I rolled over on my side, wrapping my pillow around my head to keep their trilling at bay, but it just wasn't meant to be. Right on cue my morning hard on sprang into existence, pushing painfully against the mattress. I let out a sleepy groan of annoyance as I rolled over again onto my back, my thoughts too hazy with sleep to notice as something began to slither under the blankets next to me.
Oooh, that feels nice,, I mentally sighed as I began to dream about a pair of soft lips sliding over the head of my cock. The mouth they led to was warm and inviting, my thick shaft sliding in and out as a firm hand began to stroke me with a master's skill. A supple tongue massaged the head of my member, alternating between long, teasing strokes and short, tempting caresses that left me a quivering mess. I could feel the tension building in my sack as I neared release, my entire body shaking as I let out a warning gasp.
My partner wasn't through with me, however, and the expert grip shifted ever so slightly to apply an impossible pressure to the base of my cock. All thoughts of orgasm fled as she held me steady, her lips pulled back to the very tip of my crown, poised to spring into action should her efforts prove in vain. It didn't prove necessary, however, as with one more body wracking surge of pleasure I sagged back into the pillows behind me, still loaded and ready to go. She let go even though I was still painfully hard, but I refused to open my eyes and abandon this dream until I had seen it all the way through to its inevitable conclusion.
There was a rustling sound as the blankets began to move again, then a blast of cold air as they were pulled away from my skin. My penis was suddenly enveloped by a warm, slick paradise, a comfortable weight coming to rest on my hips as my phantom lover slid my full length into her tight cunt. The tips of her hair brushed across my skin as she began to roll her hips, the heat of her hands pressing down on my chest as she began to move with a slow, deliberate rhythm. She slowly covered my body with hers, hard little nipples dragging across mine as she ground against me. She gasped in my ear as her pussy tightened around my cock-
I had heard her gasp as I felt her tighten around me!
My eyes snapped open as that one sound managed to cut through the fog the strange combination of sleep and sex had wrapped around my brain. I found myself staring into the most gorgeous pair of golden brown eyes I had ever seen. Their owner giggled as she realized I was finally awake. She sat up slightly, her long brown hair cascading around our faces as she began to rock faster, having found that one perfect point to drive against me. "I've been waiting for you to wake up," she moaned, but all I could do was stare in shock.
Holy shit!
Summer fucking Glau!
Fucking Summer Glau!
I was!
Holy shit!
I was balls deep in one of, if not the, hottest actresses in Hollywood. The only thing that kept me from blowing my load right then and there was the fact that I was too frozen by shock. If I had known better, if I could have taken it all back and started from the beginning, then I would have acted all cool and sophisticated. Instead I blurted out, "What the hell?!"
She didn't miss a beat. "What's wrong?" she asked with a playful little pout. "I thought you liked it when I played Alarm Clock?"
"I-, I-," I shut up and kissed her, my hand sliding up the back of her neck to pull her into my embrace. She squealed in shock at my sudden rough handedness, but did nothing to protest as I slipped my tongue into her mouth. I might have surprised her, but I definitely didn't disappoint, and she eagerly returned the favor. Our tongues wrestled back and forth as we each tried to get the upper hand. Neither one was willing to yield so much as an inch, however, leaving me entirely breathless when we finally broke apart.
"You just caught me off guard," I admitted, my chest heaving. The fact that Summer Glau, of all people, was in my bed (or was I in hers?) meant something very strange was going on. I was just a scrawny suburban kid from Ohio, not exactly the kind of person who seduces Hollywood's finest. I didn't want to let on that I knew something was wrong until I had more information to work with.
Ok, that, and my cock was still buried deep in Summer Glau, which was not an experience I wanted over too soon. It might even have been a bit of a priority at that point.
I bent my knees and sat up, pushing her backwards until we were both sitting up straight. The angle was a little weird at that point, forcing me about half out of her. Summer gasped, "Wha-?" as she suddenly found herself pinned between my legs and my chest. I wasn't done, and used my newfound leverage to flip us over. She shrieked as we tumbled. Though her cry was cut off as I buried myself back in her, my cock going the deepest it had all morning. She had no time to recover before I began to move, my cock pumping in and out as if it were attached to some sort of piston. Summer's legs locked together behind my back, her nails digging into my flesh as I fucked her mercilessly. Rational thought failed me as I lost myself in her, her panted cries of pleasure, the way her body burned against mine. All I could feel was her, the rest of the world gone in a blinding wave of ecstasy.
Her breath began to come in quick, greedy gasps as her orgasm neared. I knew it wouldn't be long when her pussy clenched tight, but for me it was already too late. My hips lunged forward, thrusting my penis as deep as it would go, crushing her clit against my body. Her body shook beneath mine as I erupted, one, two, three shots of hot, thick cum blasting into her as she screamed her release. Pure reflex caused me to reach up and try to stifle her shrieks, and it worked, sort of. She stopped screaming all right, but when her teeth sank into the web of flesh between my thumb and forefinger it caused me to scream instead.
