A Wet Dream

(This is my first story, so pardon the mistakes and suggestions are welcomed.)

Belle used to come back home at the same time each day. She had a monotonous schedule.. home-office-repeat. She was undoubtedly pretty and smart but had no boyfriend. She had suitors. She pretended to be made of tough shell, that she was strong and needed no man, but deep down, she longed to be loved in just the right way.

The most exciting and her favourite part of the day was when she hit the bed at night with her mind brewing up fantasies of her perfect man. Oh how he used to sneak up on her from behind and give her the warmest if hugs in her dreamland. She never really hoped to find such a man in real life, for she knew it was never possible for any man to live up to her expectations.

One night, Belle fell asleep while lost in her world of fantasy. She was now in a world of dreams. Strangely enough, she was aware of the place or situation not being real, but she was not the one controlling it.

She found herself in a room. It was dimly lit with a big bed in the centre of the room. She could see herself, as well as feel herself. It was a weird feeling. She was seeing herself lying on the bed half naked, a sheet covering

her body, and she was able to feel the soft fabric of the bedsheet. It all felt so real.

Belle was too involved with her thoughts, that a movement in the room startled her. There He was. A man. She was scared, but ready with her brave face. "Who are you?", she asked. No response. Maybe he could not hear her. The man was in a bathrobe, walking towards her.

She could see everything, her lying in bed, and the man approaching her, she could see her brave face. But she was not able to act as per her wishes. She was not able to move a lot.

The man approached her, sat near her bed. He raised a hand, ready to touch her. She wanted to flinch, but couldn't. She was just there, waiting for the touch. He touched her arm and pulled her towards himself for a lip to lip kiss. This was the first kiss she ever had out of her own fantasy world, even if it was a dream. "A wet dream..!".

She could feel his lips embrace hers. The warmth, the softness. She did not know how to kiss in real life, but here she was, watching herself kiss a man so perfectly. It was like watching a hot steamy kissing scene of a movie, only that she was the actress.

The kiss lasted for more than a minute. When he broke off the kiss, she saw his face for the first time. Oh so handsome that she would borrow the face for her world of fantasy. "He would be my Alexander 'Alex' the next time I fantasize", she decided.

Alex pulled the sheet off of her, and she saw herself, in a silver satin bra and panty, looking like a sex goddess on that bed. And he was a demon, she was yet to discover that.

Alex stood up and disrobed. She could not take his eyes away from him. He had those perfect abs, and a muscular body. He was just perfect. Then she saw it. His cock. It was also.. perfectly too big to fit. He was perfect. Her perfect man.

He pushed her on bed and came over her. He started to kiss her lips again, only this time he moved on quickly. He started to move below. To her neck. He was very lightly kissing, sucking, chewing on her neck. She was in heaven. She felt herself getting wet and wetter as he continued to explore her neck and ears. He slowly moved towards her chest. He was leaving trails of red marks on her skin. His hands grabbed her boobs while his mouth was busy devouring her slowly. She was in a trance. She could see all of it. It was like watching a porn with herself as the lead actress. All of this was too much for her already. She felt a river flowing between her legs.

His mouth reached the border of her bra. That's when he stopped. He took a tiny pause to remove her bra and went to sucking on her nipples. She let out a loud moan. Her nipples were already so stiff and he sucked on them like a baby hungry since ages. Her moans got louder. He was sucking on one nipple and toying with the other, pinching and pulling it.

Soon, he switched the nipples, leaving her moaning with desire. He sucked harder when she moaned louder, and she moaned louder when he sucked harder. His fingers showed no mercy either. Between his thumb and finger, her nipple was pinched and rolled and twisted. She could feel his tongue on her nipple, and she could not help herself but grab his hair and push his head towards her boobs. She loved every second of it. She did not want this dream to end. She was almost there. Never had she imagined that it was all it would take to make her cum so hard. She came and it felt real. She saw herself writhing under him with pleasure.

And she woke up.

"Nooo....", she wanted to go back to the dream. Her fingers went to check her pussy, it was dripping wet, and she could tell she had just cum. She tried to get a hold of her breath, which was racing. She was covered in sweat. Belle got up from bed and walked to her bathroom to wash her face. Cold water splashed against her face, calming her down. She grabbed the towel and wiped her face, looking herself in the bathroom mirror. She gasped in shock. There on her neck were red marks, the same red marks he had sucked onto her skin in her dream.

It was just the beginning.

To be continued..