Dream Come True 39

DREAM COME TRUE

I wasn't awake yet. I was in that confused state where you don't know where you are; transitioning from dream to consciousness. I realized that my cock was being sucked and it felt really good. I reached down and ran my fingers through your hair. I became more aware of where I was and what was happening. My cock was in your mouth and you were avidly taking it into your throat, giving me one of your wonderful blow jobs. I was on my back with you beside me. I reached out and touched your back. You were naked and we were in our bed. I was fully awake now.

You moved up and straddled my hips. Your hand gripped my cock and you slid your warm pussy down onto me; now we were fucking. Actually, you were fucking and I was just lying there with a boner. You rocked back and forth on my cock. The heat from inside your vagina and your movements aroused me further. I was close to coming and you knew it. That pushed your buttons and you began to rock faster, panting and nearing an orgasm. You leaned down and kissed me, then sat up and twisted your hips, moving my cock inside you. I watched your breasts jiggling and swaying with your movements and I put my hands on them, lightly squeezing, adding to your arousal. Our pubic hair was tangled together where our pelvises met. I watched you get that look you get on your face when you have an orgasm. You stopped moving, then jerked and moaned again. You were coming and I pushed my hips up to help you get off. Feeling you come translated to my cock and the semen welled up inside me, then exploded into your spasming vagina. You jerked repeatedly, then stopped. You were breathing heavily and your skin was flushed and glowed with your perspiration. You collapsed on top of me, spent, recovering from coming. You kissed me and I held you.

"Wow. That was fantastic." I said. "What caused that?"

You said, "You were dreaming and had a hard on. You were mumbling something and your dick was twitching. What were you dreaming about?"

Dreams disappear from my memory very quickly when I wake up, so I only remembered fragments. But I remembered, "I was watching you screw someone."

You asked, "Who was I screwing?"

I said, "I don't know. It was a stranger. I was lying beside you and you were kissing me while he fucked you."

You kissed me again, pressing your warm breasts against my chest.

"Would you like me to do that?" You asked.

I said, "I don't know. In the dream it was great."

I wanted to see your reaction to the suggestion of you fucking someone else.

You smiled that seductive smile and said, "That was a nasty dream."

You got off the bed and I watched your nude body as you walked around the room, getting ready for the day. I know you purposely walk around naked for my benefit. You like me watching you. It turns both of us on.

As you stepped into the shower you said, "Maybe someday, your dream will come true."

That aroused me and I joined you in the shower. I remember rubbing the soap all over your body. I slid the slippery bar between your legs. You leaned against the wall and I did you. My dick had gotten hard again. Your cunt was slippery from the soap and the water. I slid right in.

While I was pumping you, you said, "Imagine that I'm full of another man's cum and you're getting sloppy seconds."

The soap on your pussy created a very different feeling, almost like there actually was a load of cum already inside you. The thought turned us both on and we both had a second orgasm, something that only happened on 'special-occasions'.

As we finished our shower, I said, "You are a very bad girl."

You said, "It was your dream, not mine." Then you said, "I have dreams too."

We dressed and went about our day. I watched you dressing for a few moments, putting your treasures under your clothes. I thought about how just the thin cloth of your panties was all that was concealing your lovely pussy from someone looking up your skirt. The thought stayed with me through the day, returning off and on during idle moments at work.

It was a few days later. I had gotten out of the shower and was getting dressed. You were still in bed and called to me. You lifted the covers and revealed your lovely pussy. You always sleep without underwear but that morning, you were specifically showing me your snatch, that patch of curly dark hair that I love so much.

You said, "I want you. I had that dream."

I asked, "What dream?"

You said, "Your dream. The one where some other man is screwing me and you are watching, lying next to me."

"What did he do to you?"

"He fucked me and made me come. You were pumping your cock with your hand."

I asked, "Who was the guy?"

"I don't know. Someone I picked up in a bar."

I stripped and joined you in bed and made love to you. We kissed, you closed your eyes and I asked, "What are you thinking?"

You said, "I'm imagining whether you're liking sloppy seconds after that guy screwed me."

Then you asked, "Would you like to watch me again? You liked watching your brother fuck me that time."

"I did. It was hot."

You recalled that we had swapped with my brother and his wife a few years earlier. We'd also swapped with your sister and her husband too. I remembered how much I liked seeing you come. The look of ecstasy on your face is priceless and you always have wanted me after. I don't know why it turns me on to see you with someone, but it does.

We teased each other about the dream and our frequency of intercourse increased. When we were out to dinner one night, I asked you to pick a man who you would go to bed with and you went along with it. You identified one of the men at the bar and made-up a story of what you would do with him. It made us both hot and we had fantastic sex when we got home.

Then, that night, a few weeks later, it happened.

You were dancing with that guy. We had gone out to dinner and went dancing. He asked me if he could dance with you and I agreed. You seemed to know him. After you danced with him for a while, you came back to the table and I asked who he was.

I remember you said, "That's David."

"Do you know him?"

You said, "Yeah. He's in another section at work. I think he works in the maintenance department. I've seen him in the lunch room."

I said, "Has he hit on you at work?"

You answered, "Not really. He's a bachelor and flirts with all the women. He's sat at our table a few times."

I asked if you thought he was attractive and you said, "He's kind of cute. He's funny and seems like a nice guy."

I looked at you and you said, "I know what you're thinking and the answer is no."

"What am I thinking?"

You said, "You're wondering if he could be the guy in my dreams. He's not."

I said, "He could be."

You asked if I was serious and I said it was up to you.

I watched you with him. You were drinking wine and the dancing became more provocative. You were bumping your hip into his crotch, teasing me as much as him. I loved watching you move, twisting your sexy body, raising your arms over your head to emphasize your jiggling breasts. I could see the outline of your nipples through your blouse and I knew he could too.

Seeing your breasts pressing against your blouse, took me back to the first time I felt your bare tits in my hands. I had taken you back to my room and we kissed and necked for hours. You let me put my hands all over your body, yielding slowly to my advances. I was thrilled went I undid your bra and put my hands on your breasts. Your nipples were so hard and your boobs were so soft. I remember how precious your body was. I was the first man to make love to you and it was wonderful.

Watching you dance with another man brought back those memories. You were looking at me with those sexy eyes. You had undone another button on your blouse and your cleavage was exposed while you danced. I knew he could see your bra and the rise of your breasts. Your skirt fit tightly over your swaying ass. You were excited and your body glowed with perspiration.

When he asked, "Does your husband mind me dancing with you so much?" You answered, "He likes to watch."

That was when he knew that he actually had a chance with you. He became more affectionate; his hands held your hips while he danced behind you, pushing his pelvis into your butt. I remember the smile on your face when his hands moved to your waist. Your hair was undone and you were shaking your head from side to side with his pelvis humping against your ass. You kicked off your shoes and twirled around, having a wonderful time. I wondered if you were thinking what I was thinking. Were you thinking about letting him fuck you?

David joined us at our table and you introduced him to me. We had another drink and talked about what the two of you did where you worked. I told you both about my job.

Then he said, "I heard you like to watch your wife."

I said, "I like to see her dance."

Then you said to your friend and me, "He'd like to see you screw me, wouldn't you, dear?"

I just shrugged and you pulled him back onto the dance floor.

Seeing the way the two of you were dancing, how effervescent you were, how your hips swayed, led me to a decision.

I called you over and asked, "Do you want me to get us a room?"

You nodded. Then you put your arms around his neck. I watched the two of you kiss and your bodies mesh together. He was holding you against him. Your arms were around his neck, your breasts were pressed against his chest and his leg was between your thighs.

I went across the street to the Marriott and procured a room. I turned around and saw the two of you had followed and were entering the lobby. When you came over to me, you kissed me and asked, "Are we sure we want to do this?"

My fantasy of watching you again with another man was controlling my thoughts assisted by the alcohol I had consumed. I kissed you and you put your arms around me.

You said, "I want you to watch me with another man. I'm going to suck his cock for you and let him put his cock in my pussy. Then you can have sloppy seconds."

I remembered the times we had imagined doing this when we were making love. Just our imaginations sent us into a lustful frenzy. The possibility of actually doing it was driving us. It was not like you were a marital-virgin. We had swapped with my brother and your sister and her husband and our recollections were stimulating our passions. Many men would've been violently opposed to their wife fucking another man, but I had no sense of ownership of you. You are a free spirit and I thrilled at the sight of you receiving pleasure. We had both imagined what was about to happen.

I said to the two of you, "Room 609."

We rode the elevator together, not saying anything. You pressed against me and told me you loved me. I kissed you and said, "Let's do this." As we exited the elevator.

In the room, I accessed the mini-bar and poured us each a drink. Then, I sat in a chair and watched.

After using the bathroom, you faced both of us and slowly undid your blouse while David sat on the bed, with me behind the bed in my chair. Your bra came into view when you pulled your blouse out of your skirt. It dropped to the floor. You reached behind you and unhooked your bra. You put your hands over your breasts and then pulled your bra away. When you exposed your breasts, your dark areolas and taut nipples contrasted with the white melons hanging from your chest. I undid my zipper and fished out my cock while I watched you. Your tits swayed and jiggled; I never get enough of watching them. I remember how hard your nipples were, your crinkly areolas with the hard little nubs.

You helped David to his feet and you undressed him. You removed his shirt and undershirt, kissing his nipples and running your hands over his chest and shoulders. He kissed you and took your breasts in his hands.

Then, you sat on the bed with him standing in front of you. You began to undo his pants, loosening his belt and undoing his fly. When you pulled his pants from his hips, his underwear came with them and his cock bounced out, bobbing a few inches from your face. You pulled his pants down his legs and over his feet, stripping him. You gazed at his penis for a few moments. Then, you took it in your mouth. I rubbed my prick as I watched you suck another man's dick, just like you said you would. You weren't shy about it. You looked at me with your lips sealed around his shaft, holding his balls and moving your head up and down. He was getting more excited; you sensed it and pumped faster, urging his cum to rise from inside him. It didn't take long. David's prick jerked and I watched him come in your mouth. He spurted a number of times and you seemed to become more eager to swallow each shot of his jism. You'd never done that with me or your other lovers. My brother wanted to fill your mouth with his cum but you refused. Now, you eagerly swallowed this man's seed and then you looked at me with the cum on your tongue. You were still holding his wet dick in your hand.

He helped you onto the bed and pulled your skirt off your hips and removed it. You raised each leg for him to roll the stockings down your smooth legs. Seeing him enjoy the soft skin of one bare leg, then the other while you laid there with a dreamy look in your eyes was fascinating. I love to watch you when you are so turned-on. He kissed the soles of your feet and sucked on your toes while his hands explored your inner thighs. I felt some jealousy as his fingers danced on the soft skin on either side of your panties. You helped him finish stripping you by lifting your hips so he could slide your panties down your legs and over your feet. He had a direct view of your lovely pussy, your thick patch of pubic hair forming a triangle over the slit hiding your sex. He used his fingers to part the lips on your vulva, exposing your clitoris and the opening to your vagina.

He put his tongue in your vagina and used his mouth to suck on your clit. I watched as his face pressed into your glistening cunt. He began to eat you with wanton enthusiasm. Your reaction was instantaneous. Your hips bucked and you pulled his head into your crotch. You encouraged him, "That's it, baby, eat my cunt." He eagerly complied. Your breathing quickened and your skin flushed. Your knees fell wider apart to give him complete access, surrendering yourself to him. When you came, your body spasmed and I saw the wonderful expression you get on your face when you have an orgasm. I stopped pumping my dick to keep from coming, amazed at what was happening. I was actually watching another man eat you and prepare to fuck you. It was an incredible scene.

David moved up between your spread thighs and his cock easily slid into your vagina. You gasped when he was all the way inside you. He paused for a few moments so you could both savor the feeling. You looked at me while another man was fucking you. I leaned over to the bed and kissed you. He was raised on his arms with his pelvis joining yours. I saw his prick sliding in and out of your cunt. He kissed you again and you held him into your body. Your legs wrapped around his, pulling his cock into you. The two of you continued your coupling for quite a while. He was taking his time, enjoying you thoroughly, possessing you while I watched. You were focused on him, not me, focused on the sensations from a man making love to you. It wasn't a quick fuck, the two of you were savoring the sensations. Finally, his face tightened and he pushed forward. I knew he was coming inside you, bareback. You wanted to feel his bare cock sliding along your slick channel and his semen spurt inside you. You whispered something to him, with his cock pouring cum into you. After a few moments, he rolled off of you. I saw his spent prick flop onto his leg. His cock was shiny with your juices and traces of semen dripped from the tip. I looked at your naked vagina and saw the swollen redness and the remnants of his semen at your opening. You told him to rest, that you wanted him again.

Now it was my turn. I stripped and climbed on top of you. You were so beautiful and desirable lying there nude with your pussy hair matted with his cum. My dick was as hard as it has ever been. Your vagina was still sloppy with his semen pooled inside you. My cock slid easily in your warm honey pot. I kissed you and you asked me if I liked watching you. I said I did and kissed you again. The taste of his semen was still in your mouth. Our tongues twisted together and you pulled me into you, just like you had done with him.

You said, "Come on, lover, reclaim my pussy. Fuck me and fill me with your cum."

You continued with your commentary, "I let him do me bareback, so he could feel the inside of my cunt and so he could put his cum right into my uterus. I fucked him for you."

I laughed and said, "Yeah, I could tell you didn't enjoy it, yourself."

You just looked at me with your sexy grin and I kissed you.

You urged me to come. I knew you wanted him to fuck you again after I finished. I squirted my load into you and you shook with another orgasm.

I rolled off your sweaty body and laid beside you. You were glowing with perspiration, flushed with desire, not finished with us, intent on exhausting two men.

David had revived and was there with a hard-on to fuck you again. He mounted you and began to pump his hips, the muscles on his hairy ass tensing with each down-stroke. I watched his arms wrap around you as he pulled you close to him.

You looked over at me and said, "This is just like in the dream, isn't it?"

I said it was. I watched your breasts jiggle, a few inches from his chest, with him on top of you. I slid my hand down between your stomach and his, moving through your tangled pubic patches, putting my fingers on your slit and feeling where his cock was entering you. I touched your clit. You liked it. Then, I wedged a finger inside your vagina along with his penis. The wasn't enough space for my finger between his hard cock and the rim of your hole so I withdrew, leaving your cunt to him.

When he pulled your legs up over your shoulders and spread you apart, I could see his cock plunging into your hairy cunt. It was slick with fluids from inside you, a scene worthy of a pornographic video. The flesh of your tangled body parts was accented by the mingled strands of dark pubic hair. His cock was gripped by the lips of you pussy. I could see the shaft moving in and out of your love hole. The moans you emitted were filled with raw passion. I saw the same expressions of pleasure on your face that you have when it is me inside you.

You shouted for him to fuck you. "Come on David, fuck me deep like you've wanted to. Put your cock deep and cum inside me."

The two of you continued for quite a while. His kisses were tender and you reciprocated his tenderness. I sensed something between you beyond casual sex. Finally, he pumped faster and then stopped, shooting another load of cum into your pussy. He was a sexual athlete, having come once in your mouth and now twice in your cunt. You had been out of control with lust, begging him to fuck you. You orgasmed again, and he collapsed on top of you, two sweaty bodies entangled with each other. My dick revived lying while I was beside you.

He slowly regained his composure and sat on the side of the bed.

He said, "You were wonderful. I can't believe you let me have you."

The two of you stood and he followed you into the bathroom, surprisingly, the two of you going in there together. I heard the toilet flush and you came out, still naked and glowing. We watched David get dressed and then, you stood and thanked him. You were kissing him, your arms around his neck, with him dressed and you naked. Your ass cheeks and the muscles in your legs tightened as you raised on your toes to kiss. The two of you exchanged comments about seeing each other at work on Monday. He respectfully nodded to me, then opened the door and left us.