This story is fiction and this is my first story posted on here! All characters have been randomly named and are all over the age of 18 years. Thanks for reading.
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You could never explain your lustful wants. It wasn't like you had a list of every person you wanted to bang, at least on paper. You've mostly been with men and some women along the way. You never cared so long as the chemistry was there and that chemistry was always there the moment you met her. Isabella, or as everyone called her 'Bella' for short. She was leggy, tan, it was as if she was sculpted by an angel who owed her parents a favor. She had everything, looks, the charm, the money and even the boyfriend. He was cool, they were on and off for some time but that never stopped you from fantasying about her. Usually if someone was in a relationship it was automatic turn off but secretly you lusted after her. You'd make up these fantasies in your head of her cheating on her boyfriend with you and having to sneak around behind his back. It turned you on like crazy but yet Bella was out of reach. She always fell back in love with her ex boyfriend. It wasn't like you wanted to be with her forever, you just wanted to know what she'd feel like. To have your bodies touching more passionately, than the typical fun-grinding on the dance floor with your tipsy friend. It wasn't like you were jealous of her ex either. He was a cool guy but Bella was the loyal type in a relationship. So you knew you could never have her so long as she was in a relationship.
Luckily, that all changed this summer. They broke up again, this time it was expected. This break up was a little messy since she had been living with him in his apartment. Bella needed a place to crash so she was staying with her sister but even her sister grew tired of her like all sister do and Bella thought it would be best to give her space. So she asked to crash at your place this weekend. When Bella was going through this breakup, you really did all you could to make her feel better. You promised they'd have a wild summer with no responsibility and no more exes. On the first weekend she stayed over, you suggest club hopping or attend some free event. In the back of your mind you knew this would be hard, Bella was after all going to sleep in your bed. Not only that, she was unapologetically so comfortable in her skin. She loved being naked, skinny dipping, and wearing tops without any need for a bra. She was so close to flawless, at first glance you'd think so too.
It was a Saturday night you both went out dancing at the club with friends. It really wasn't both of your thing but from time to time it was always fun. You stumbled hand in hand from the lyft towards your apartment lobby. The remembrance the night had you both in giggles and hunger. "Let's order some food and get into our jammies like old times," Bella said. As the night progress, after the make up came off, the food we shoved down our throats, and fresh showers before bed didn't make us tired. Our energy made you feel even more alive and awake. You decided to turn off the lights and watch Friends in the background and hopefully drift to sleep.
As Bella watched the show and scrolled through her phone you began to fall asleep. She joins you, letting you be the big spoon. Grabbing your arm and placing it over her. You begin to dream and all your life you've been such a lively sleeper. Of course you dream about Bella, you spent the last 24 hours with her but you dare couldn't predict your dream would be a sex dream. It began with some soft moans that escaped your lips and your grip becoming tighter. You were dreaming about being at the club that night, where you a Bella were grinding on each other but this time it was even more raunchy. Your hand slips below, as you reached up her skirt in your dream and began to cup her. You teased her, you began rubbing her clit and you were full sleep mode. It wasn't until you heard the loud sound of Bella's gasp followed by the words, "Oh my god" that you woke up. You sat up quickly, embarrassed, remembering everything quickly. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I was dreaming! Holy shit, I'm so sorry."
You sat up quickly while all Bell said was, "What were you dreaming about?"
"...Well I dreamt we were at the club and we were dancing- listen I'm sorry. I'll sleep on the couch if I totally freaked you."