Reverie #2

A chance kiss, and then I'm standing behind you as I coax you up against the door. I push myself against you from behind, reach my arms around you, and savor the feeling of your breasts through the fabric of your top. I stroke your nipples with my fingertips, and I can feel myself getting hard as I press up and grind against the inviting curves of your ass through the back of your dress. You turn your head around as far as you're able and your mouth meets mine as our tongues mingle and we lock in an awkward but desperate open-mouthed kiss. Meanwhile, I reach down and pull your dress up to your waist, running my hands down over the front of your thighs and around the sides to grasp your hips as we kiss once more. I glance down and slide my open palms over the smooth, taut fabric of the panties that surround the seductive contours of your ass, and I can feel my erection stretching at the confining fabric of my underwear and jeans. I put one arm around you and pull you to me tightly, holding you there as I slide the other into the back of your panties, down underneath between your thighs and over the warm, wet opening that I've been aching to touch. I gently massage your clitoris, pushing you firmly up against the doorframe with my face buried in your hair. After a few moments I remove my hand, raise it to my mouth, and revel in the irresistable, sweet, pungent taste and scent of you. I desperately want to make you cum. I desperately want to cum myself. I lick the back of your neck and up behind your ear, and then I grab your hips with both hands, steer you over to the mattress, and guide you down onto it with your knees on the edge, your head pressed into the blankets, and your ass raised at a sharp angle to meet me. I drop to my knees, slide your panties down your legs as far as I'm able, grasp your thighs, and press my mouth to the moist opening between your legs. I caress your clit with my tongue, slide it inside and around the perimeter, kiss you gently, and suck at your tender, swollen lips. I work faster as I sense your increasing excitement, then slide one finger... two fingers... deep inside you. Your body convulses ever so slightly as my fingers move in and out for a short time - seconds, minutes... and then, even though I enjoy the hypnotic image of your writhing body responding to my rhythmic hand movements, I can't bear to be so close to you without savoring another taste. I withdraw my fingers and grasp your ass, my thumbs pressing into your cheeks as I lean forward and place my mouth over your clit once more. Your body begins its little tremors once again, and after some more stimulation, my tongue flicking back and forth over your clit, I bring you over the top. As you cum, I lean my head on the back of your thigh, watching and feeling your orgasm and relishing every moment. You begin to relax and turn yourself over to lay sideways on the mattress. I crawl up to meet you and we kiss. I've relaxed some now, but before I know it I can feel your hand working its way in and around the zipper of my jeans. I begin to harden a little, and you rise to sit beside me on the bed and caress me with both hands. You're still wearing your dress, but it's hanging loosely, half-on and half-off. I stroke your thigh with one hand and the other grasps at the side of the bed. You pause and raise your dress up over your head, and I can see the silhouette of your breasts framed by the bright light coming through the windows at the other end of the room. You slowly unzip my pants and slide them down over my knees and off onto the floor. Your fingertips glide over the tops of my thighs and the contours of my erection through the cotton fabric of my underwear. Then, unexpectedly, you grasp my hand and coax me up into a standing position. You drop down into my gold antique chair with your head pressed against the back and pull me to you, my knees braced on the arms of the chair. I try to steady myself with one hand on the wall behind, the other grasping at your mussed-up hair and the back of the chair. With both hands you pull open the front of my underwear, and my erect cock falls out, with a single drop of pre-cum glistening on the end. I gasp as your hand wraps around it and you take me in your mouth for the first time. I've been waiting so long to feel this. You move gently, rhythmically with me in your mouth for a minute or so, and then you begin to caress me with your lips and tongue, up and down and all around the base, gently licking me here and there, and stroking me with your fingers. You take me back in your warm mouth and it's almost more than I can bear, as I grasp at your hair and you begin to move me in and out, faster and faster. My body begins to tingle all over as I sense the impending climax. Then, without warning, you withdraw me from your mouth, wet your hand all over with your tongue, wrap your hand around my cock, and pump me again till I feel an explosion inside me, and as I cum, it sprays all over your neck and down over your chest. I fall into you and feel your warm cheek resting against my thigh, my cock still in your hand as the last remnants of cum drizzle down over your fingers. We stay like that for a moment as my heart races and I feel the shivers go through me, and then I drop down to kiss you, our sticky, sweaty bodies pressed tightly together.

Reverie #1

Driving up Hennepin Ave. at 11:45PM on a summer night, I rest my hand on your leg, squeezing it gently, as you sit watching the passing sights through the window. Inspired, you slide down a few inches and hike up your dress, bringing your knees up so that your feet rest on the edge of your seat. Checking to make sure I'm watching, you let your left leg drop open towards me. Seeing this, what I now want more than anything is to lean down and kiss the skin up and down your inner thigh, but obviously I have to keep my eyes on the road. I reach over, and beginning at your knee, I run my hand over the smooth, soft skin toward the top of your leg. I'm an inch away from your panties when the light changes up ahead and I realize I have to use my hand to shift the car. Frustrated, I sit holding onto your knee as you smile at me and place your hand over mine. I look through the windshield, then glance momentarily at the space between your open thighs as I wait for the signal to change. Once we're moving again, I reach all the way over and run my fingers over the smooth, v-shaped front of your panties, then, finally, down below to trace the wondrous shape of your pussy through the fabric. The crotch of your panties is already soaked through, and as I begin to massage your clit, you open your legs even more. Sighing, you turn your head away from me to the side, lost for a moment in your own private world. Fortunately, it's a long way between traffic lights this time, and I can tell you're getting very excited. We move down the road, and I savor the quiet sounds you make as I continue to stimulate you with my hand. But then I have to stop again, and I realize we're going to be running into lights for the next ten blocks or so. You seem to have the same thought, and prying open the front of your panties with one hand, you grasp my fingers with the other and coax them inside to bathe them in your wetness. I slide one finger up inside you as far as I'm able under the circumstances, and a little shiver moves through your body. I slide a second one inside, and as my hand cups your pussy, I massage your clit with the palm of my hand. Naturally, it becomes time to shift again - and having returned to my driving duties, I'm intrigued to feel your left hand in my lap, rubbing my cock. I look over and notice that you're masturbating, making little circles with your finger as your other hand caresses me through my jeans. Now I'm having to stop and shift every block or so, which is distracting me to no end. I slide forward a couple of inches in my seat as my cock hardens, and meanwhile, I watch you when I can. You pause momentarily, reaching down between your legs to wet your fingers, and then you raise them up to wipe them over my lips. Now I'm almost beside myself with desire, but all I can do is watch you while I continue to drive. I place one hand on your knee and feel a tiny shudder as you moan softly to yourself, your breaths beginning to shorten. Then, just as we're turning a corner before the river, you cum, exclaiming softly as a tremor moves through your body. Now I really want to stop the car and pull you close, but I'm stuck on Washington Ave. with two cars behind me. Finally, deep in the warehouse district, I turn off onto a dark side street and pull over next to a large, empty building. I reach out to put my arm around you and you slide over the median between the seats, twisting around so we can face one another. We spend a few minutes immersed in impassioned kissing, and then you begin to place little kisses up and down my neck, your hand dropping down to massage my cock once again. I have to shift in my seat, all the while negotiating the cramped space under the steering wheel. More than anything, I want you to fuck me.