Extended Dream Version (Completely Wet)

This is the extended version of the dream Valentina had in Anastasia's hotel room. It is filled with mature content. You may decide not to read it, it won't affect your understanding of the story. You can also decide to read and enjoy the spice. Note that, there will many more scenes like this one in future. Many more. Enjoy!

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VALENTINA

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Sharp tingles crossed through my veins at the feathery stroke on my heat, my back arching with pleasure. A thumb slithered through my wet folds and my toes curled, my heels digging against the edge of the hard table I was seated upon.

What was going on?

My breathing was fast and I could feel my chest rasing and falling at how ragged it was.

The feeling that consumed me was something I had never experienced before.

The sexual crave was mighty, a need that screamed to be satisfied.

Like it had been buried somewhere deep inside of me for so long that it had now decided to rare it's head, and consume my very being as punishment.

And I had thought that my sexual cravings these days were abnormally demanding.

Lust shook me to my very core, my whole body quivering slightly at the assault that was been done to my clit, as I feel myself stiffen and tense with the expectation of something more.

He moved his thumb slowly above my clit, teasingly down to my entrance, applying a little more pressure whenever he got to my hole. Each time, I bit my lips at the expectation of the pain it would cause me if it were to go any further, my whole body tensing as I readied myself, but he would move his thumb slowly up my core again, never sliding in as I badly needed, still my muscles would relax ever so slightly with relief.

My hands slid back a little as I readily inched my thighs apart and threw my head back against my better judgement.

I didn't even know where I was? Who he was? Were we alone or.... were there more? And instead of finding out, I was making myself more vulnerable.

Close those legs right now, Val! You've got to be absolutely kidding me right now.

But my body didn't want to.

It was as if it had suddenly seized control from me, and was now doing whatever it was that it pleased.

I jolted as the thumb rubbing me earlier struck my clit, my hands that were resting against the table, supporting me, shook at the action.

It was so sudden that it sent my mind absolutely hazy with lust and I gulped.

Somehow, I felt that I wasn't fighting this hard enough, not because I couldn't, but because I just didn't want to.

I wanted this just as much as my body did.

There was another strike.

Another jolt.

Strike.

Jolt.

Strike.

Jolt.

Strike.

Fuck!

A moan slipped out through my quivering lips and I kept my eyes shut tight, so much that it began to ache.

I had no real knowledge of what was going on right now, except for the fact that I was completely wet, my clit was painfully throbbing, there was a man standing in-between my opened legs and the long calloused thumb assaulting me was his.

Then suddenly the thumb was withdrawn and I whined at the immediate lose. Still, I sat there, completely exposed to wherever I was, my eyes shut tight as I took in deep breaths in anticipation, my heart hammering loudly in my ears.

I wanted to be logical but this arousal... this sexual need--- fuck, my logicality could go all the way down the drain for all I care. I needed to get an orgasm out of this, although it felt like this promised more than just that and I was totally down for it.

Suddenly there was a hand cupping my breast, pushing me back into a hardened muscled chest, while the other slipped in-between my thighs, the farmilar warm wet flesh was back on my clit, rubbing, and two fingers slid into my pussy effortlessly as my walls instantly clenched around the invading presence, welcoming it with my weeping arousal.

Wow, that hadn't hurt at all.

A side of my face pressed back to the warm chest right behind me, my mouth slightly parted in silent gasps of pleasure as he slowly quickened the pace, my nose fairly buried into his chest.

Goodness! He smelt and felt so fucking good. Why was this so fucking good?

"Open your eyes."

Although, I had been trying to do that exact thing since, at the command of the deep lustful accented voice, my stiff eyelids forced open.

It took my eyes a couple of blinks for them to adjust to the light in the fairly lit room. It also took a second of distracting myself from the hand that was softly pinching my left taut nipple and the fingers that were thrusting hard, fast and deep into me without a second break, the one against my clit, rubbing ferociously.

My breaths came out in pants and I stiffened more and more with every passing moment.

I moaned involuntarily, my hands sliding backwards once again, my toes curling, my legs aching from how increasing stiff they were going.

Fuck!

And I thought my hands were good.

"Open your eyes."

He said again and it was only then I realized that I had, again, pressed my face against his chest, my eyes shut tight with pleasure. I groaned, forcing my eyes open the second time, as I take in where I was.

It was a office.

General Liy's office!

My head rang bells.

What the fuck was I doing in General Liy's office?! Having someone spread my legs over her precious award prized table while he fucked me with his fingers.

If I was to be caught, I would have to kiss my promotion bye bye and just get wedded to the Faci--

Fúccccckkkk!

A jolt ran through me so fast I pushed forward only to be pressed right back against him.

The hand that was thrusting in me was faster now, a pace I had imagined impossible. I was getting really close, I could hear the wet sounds every thrust produced.

My legs were starting to go up and down in a writhing struggle, I could feel my pussy pulsating and my throbbing clit go taut with gathered heat.

"Look at me." He commanded, "I want to see the look in your eyes when you cum."