As I was saying, I had a really hot dream about you. I can only remember bits and pieces of it, so I will have to improvise and create a story with what I can remember. I can not remember where it took place at, but I will start of by saying that wherever it was, there was hardly any lighting. However, there was enough to see the glimmer of light shining on the dampness from the beads of sweat created from hot, feverish sex. There are so many lingering flash backs of my dream. Its hard to put it in writing. Some of them were of you experiencing blissful sensations. I remember you had your head tilted back, your lips were slightly ajar, and your eyes closed. You were enjoying every little thing that I was doing to you. Your breath would change from normal to trembling exhales when I began something a little different. Other flash backs were of you touching me, tasting me, penetrating me, and making me lose control of reality. Your touch was electric and intense. It was almost as if you had a map of my body, and you choose the scenic route to explore me. Teasing me, creating an immense need for you to give me what I want.
One thing I especially remember is how you were looking at me as you licked, sucked and penetrated me with your tongue. There was an unmistakable animalistic haze in your eyes.
Anyway, to get down to it. I am going to use my dream of you as an inspiration for a story and I am posting it on Literotica for all my fans to enjoy.
So I hope you enjoy.
It was crazy how I was feeling the way I was. I could not believe how bad I wanted you and I would have done anything to have you right then and there. I knew that you were feeling the same as I did. I could tell how you looked at me, and how your eyes wandered, checking out my assets. All I could think of is where and how. We were out with our friends at a public bar. the bar is pretty laid back, it didn't draw large crowds. It was a place that allowed people to relax in lounge chairs and sofa's. There were pool tables, and big screen t.v.'s for entertainment. However, no where to escape. There was no where we could go, so I could have you.
We stayed away from each other as much as we could. You played a couple of games of pool with the guys. I sat with the girls and mingled. I knew if I was near you, I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off you.
I would glance over and catch you looking at me. If I could read your mind, or even see what was playing in your head at that moment I would probably have seen you touching, and squeezing my tits. I began to feel warm, and tingly throughout my body. Alcohol was not helping it any, in fact it was intensifying the sensation.
I had to excuse myself from the girls. My head was beginning to spin, but not from alcohol. I walked quickly to the back of the bar where the washrooms were. I burst through the doors and into a bathroom stall. However, I was not in there to use the bathroom, but to calm down. I was getting so turned on by just looking at you, I could not bare it. I sat on the edge of the seat and pressed a hand between my legs. The heat coming from my privates was fervent. I pressed my fingers hard against my denim covered clit. A shiver ran up and down my spine. I could only imagine how wet I was.
'This is ridiculous,' I thought to myself, 'Why am I so horny for you tonight?'
I tried my hardest to simmer down. I came out of the stall and walked over to the sink and began splashing water in my face.
'Okay, I am good.' I thought to myself again. I dried off my face, and then exited the bathroom. There you were, walking towards the washrooms. My heart began to pound. You smiled when you saw me walk out of the bathroom. I was going to walk right past you and greet you as I went, but it didn't work that way. I thought you were going to the washroom yourself, but you walked right up to me.
"Hi." you greeted as you stopped dead in front of me.
"Hi." I replied. My voice was a bit shaky.
"You okay?" you asked. You took a little step towards me.
"Um, yeah sure, I'm fine." I answered taking a step back.
You smiled and moved closer again, "I don't think you are."
"Oh no, no. I'm great. I just had a moment where I needed to take some time out." I said stepping back again.
"Time out from what?" you asked with a coy smile. You moved in closer once again.
"Um....",I stammered, "Ahhhh..."
I pondered what I was suppose to say to you to explain how or why I was taking a breather. I took one more step back and was backed against the wall..
You raised an eyebrow teasingly and moved in closer. You were a breath away from me. I could smell your cologne. You responded to my stammering, "Um, ah what?"
I sighed out a trembling breath. This was not helping what I was trying to cure in the bathroom what-so-ever. This was absolute torture. I could feel my clit about ready to burst.
"I think you want me," you presumed.
'Yes I do." I replied to myself. I couldn't speak. I was getting so turned on. My nipples were hardening, soon to be begging for touch. My stomach quivered. My clit was warm and screaming for attention and here you were, a kiss away from me.
You placed your hands on the wall behind me. One of each side of me. Trapping me in. You smiled again and said, "I think you want me to touch you right now."
I nodded my head. It was all I could do. Inside I was jumping for joy and screaming, 'YES!!!'
"Like this?", you said as you took your hands from the wall, and rested them on my hips. You began to slowly slide your hands up my sides. Gently past my rib cage and around to the front. You stopped st the under wire of my bra on the outside of my shirt.
I looked down at your hands for a brief second and then back at you. I could feel my legs were beginning to shake a little. You leaned in and your lips touched mine and it near made my knees buckle. I wanted you so bad.
"Calm down.", you whispered against my lips.
Your tongue licked my top lip once and you came in for a real kiss, You kissed me hard. You tasted so sweet, and I wanted to have more. Your tongue swirled around with mine. Tasting each other. Your hand finally made its way up to my swelling, aching breast. The reaction from you touching and squeezing them from the outside of my shirt almost seemed to drive you crazy. It was not enough, you were hungry. You needed to satisfy your hunger.
I followed suit shortly after you began. I rub my hands through your hair, over your shoulders, down your back, I dragged my fingers down your back to your bottom and began to squeeze and pulling you against me. I moved my hands to your waist line of your khakis, and trace with my fingertips to the front where your button was.
I suddenly realized that we were still in the view of everyone. None of our friends were close enough to see us, and thankfully no one had come to use the washroom.
"Stop for a second.". I said pushing you away, "We can't, not here anyway."
A little growl came from you, but you then agreed. You stepped away from me and glanced around. You noticed that the room that is usually booked for private parties was empty. The door was about two feet from us and it was slightly opened. You walked over and peeked inside. You returned and took me by my hand and began to lead me into the room. I held back.
"We can't, we will get caught," I said.
You took the same hand you were leading me by and stood in front of me once again. You turned my palm out facing you and then pressed it against your hard cock.
"I need you right now," you whispered in my ear, "and I am not about to wait for it when I have the opportunity right now."
Shivers shot up and down my spine. Your cock was so hard. I could feel the heat radiating from it through your pants. I traced an outline of it with my index finger right up to the tip. I then pressed my hand against it and begin to rub up and down the length of it.
You grabbed my hand and lead me into the room. You looked around one last time to make sure friends or staff members of the bar did not see us enter the room. I did not hesitate once this time around. I felt your cock and I was thirsty for it so nothing was going to stop me now. I was beginning to actually feel how slick and wet my pussy had become.
Once we were completely in the room, you closed the door. To your delight there was a a dead bolt lock, and you quickly locked it. We did not turn the lights on because there were windows that looked out to the main bar. There was enough light coming in from the windows to be able to see each other. The windows were tinted enough that if anyone were to look in, they would not see us in the darkened room.