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"I want to fuck you, Dan," a feminine voice rang from above. It didn't sound like anybody I could recognize. So I just stood... naked in the middle of a meadow. Butterflies and birds fluttered about peacefully as the sky went dark. Storm clouds now swirled in the sky casting a deathly shadow over the meadow. The birds and butterflies disappeared as all the leaves were blown off the trees, along with a couple of trunks as well. Their roots being plucked from the ground as the whole thing was tossed away.
Suddenly the skies parted and an angelic glow was cast down on me. Following the ray of sunshine was a female beauty floating down with her arms up. A white robe fluttered around her as her wispy hair breezed around her head. Her face was... beautiful. I felt a twang in my heart and butterflies in my stomach as she approached me, hovering about half my body's length from the ground.
"Hi, boy," she said gracefully, "I've been watching you... and I want you." Her tits were huge, had to be g-cups. She waved her hand and a feeling came over me. It was unlike anything I experienced with any girl thus far... It felt like love. In instant my dick got hard.
"I want you now." She said sternly. As those words left her lips I threw my head back and ejaculated three long spurts before... I woke up. Drenched in cum and a burning lust raging inside.
"Dan..." Hera broke her silence, "That dream was ba-."
"-I need to fuck right now," I said, cutting her off.
"Okay, okay... but it's four in the morning," I looked at the windows, it was still dark out. I groaned, now noticing that Chad still hadn't made it back from the party.
"Lucky bastard," I groaned, "Hera, I need to fuck right now." Repeating myself to show her my genuine frustration. I sat up from my bed and threw my clothes on: a pair of sweatpants, slides, and a white shirt. I grabbed my car keys, put the dorm key under the mat, and left the dormitory complex.
"Dan about that dream... I don't think it was-," Hera began before I cut her off again with a desperate groan.
"Fuck, bitch, shut up." I said aloud, immediately regretting it. Why did I even say that?
"Dan..." she sounded sad. It hurt me to hear her but I felt compelled to double down for some unknown reason.
"I just need to cum, okay?"
"Fine. Whatever you want." She sounded a little too sweet. I got in my car and headed to the strip club, the only one that I knew closed at five am. I only knew because once in junior year, I had just turned 21 and after a night of drinking and striking out with ladies, that's where the boys and I decided to go. My friends... that I don't talk to anymore. Ever since Joseph took the girl I had a crush on. She liked me, I knew it... But one day I saw them walking down the hallway holding hands, and then, a kiss. It made no sense and it definitely hurt my pride.
Arriving at the strip club, I could see a sign that read, "Last Laps! Closing soon!" I barrelled through the door with an erection growing in my pants. A goon at the front asked for my ID. I hastily searched my pockets... I forgot it.
"Kid, Imma needa see your ID or you gotta leave," he scarily huffed. At that moment a stripper walked up to him, paying no attention to me.
"Jorge, Sandra keeps stealing my tips and Dean isn't doing anything about it!" She complained, her tits jiggling in her bikini with almost every syllable. I stared wistfully at her breasts. Not too big and not too small, perfect handfuls with nipples poking out slightly from the fabric. Her waist was skinny but her ass was big. Her proportions were ridiculously attractive. Jorge looked at her for a moment so I took the opportunity to poke her in the shoulder. She glared at me before relaxing her eyes. Jorge began to push me away.
"Don't fucking touch the girls!" He screamed.
"Jorge! Baby! He's a regular..." she lied, "He's always here at this time." She smiled at me and squeezed my bicep. My dick twinged.
"No help without a wallet..." Jorge's jealousy retorted.
"I take apple pay," she winked at me, "Just for you... and because Sandra, that bitch, keeps stealing my tips." She grabbed my hand and led me to the back.
In the back were small booths all separated by curtains. She pushed me down onto the cushioned bench and began dancing in front of me. Her hands reaching above her head in hypnotic movements to the music that blared throughout the club. She spun, showing my every inch of her body underneath her bikini. Her ass and tits bounced as she twirled. Placing both knees around me she humped with her hands behind my neck. I felt the warmth of her pussy through her g-string and threw my pants.
"Wow, you're big," she smiled cutely, lightly grazing her fingers across my length. I wanted to just grab her and fuck her but I didn't want Jorge coming in and beating me to a pulp. This was unbearable.
"I wanna fuck you so hard," I moaned. A subtle grin crept across her face. She stepped back and pulled her two-piece off by the strings using both of her hands in one sweeping motion. Her white, silky tits moved and swayed to the music.
"You can't touch me," she whispered as she backed up and spread her legs, "But I can touch myself." Her fingers walked elegantly down her stomach to her sopping wet crotch. Slowly, she circled her own clit with two fingers. "Mmmmfuuuuuck," she smiled, biting her lower lip.
"Oh shit," I huffed rubbing my dick against my own pants. Her fingers now pulsed in and out of her pussy with juices squirting out with each pump.
"Why are you so fucking hot?" She moaned, grabbing her own tit, "Oh FUCK!" She yelled, instantly covering her mouth. Her fingers moved faster and she dropped to the ground, now using both hands. One pumped its fingers inside while the other fervently rubbed her clit. Her muscles tensed and her eyes widened. In an instant she started squirting, everywhere. After about thirty seconds she stood up.
"Okay, time's up. You don't need to pay me, I'm really not supposed to be molesting myself in front of clients," she spoke in monotone as she tied the bikini's straps, slightly adjusting the cups. My unrelenting boner poked out of my pants at a 90 degree angle.
"That's it?" I asked. I needed more, that couldn't be it. Hera was no help at all. I just wanted to cum... I just wanted to-
