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MY WET DREAMS

I undo the ties and release the hard rod, rubbing the tip with my thumb, then stroking him slowly. He grabs the back of my neck and kisses me hard, the other hand fumbling with the zip of my jeans, releasing it and sliding his fingers to find my slit. The feeling of hot wetness makes him moan in my mouth, and he uses both hands to pull my pants down. “Good morning, How are you today?” The deep voice snaps me out of my daydream.The object of my desire stands in front of me, making me want to bring my fantasy to life. His hands touching my body, exploring my curves, my smooth soft skin under his hands feels so good making me moan out with pleasure under his lips. He is massaging me with every move; his breathing gets heavier, kissing me harder but not forceful. I can feel his bulge in his shorts growing with every touch. My hand is in his hair as we kiss hungrily, my other hand moving down his side, over his chest slightly brushing his chest and nipple as I do so. I can feel him give a shudder, I do it again, and his aching dick twinges against my stomach as he let out a little gasp. That's when I wake up Feeling all wet to my thighs and squirmy. Feeling the need to release my worked up Squirmy tension. Book cover is mine, don't use it.

a_Oprahh1 · Fantasy
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9 Chs

NURSE JOHN (2).

"You are so fucking hot. I want to fuck you right now." He said.

I stand; we switch, so he takes my place on the chair while I take off my jeans and panties and straddle him. In one move, I align his cock to my entrance and impale myself.

My pussy gets so stretched I start to scream in pleasure but get quickly muffled my screams by placing his hand on my mouth. I moan into it and take a finger to suck. My hand finds my clit. I start a slow, rocking motion. His cock slides in and out, putting pressure on all the right places. My mind is a blur.

When I'm able to control my moans a little, he pulls me close to kiss hard. Then he speaks in my ear: "Fuck, let me suck those tits."

I oblige, letting my head hang back. He latches eagerly, sending waves of delight straight to my core.

I run my fingers through his hair, guiding him from one to the other and holding his head where it gives me the most pleasure. He is so eager to please that I want to make him crazy.

"What do you want?" I ask in his ear.

"Ride me hard, gorgeous," he responds, leaning back on the chair and using his hands to help me lift my ass up so I can bounce up and down his dick with abandon.

The rhythm is fast and hard; it brings me close to the edge. I want to make sure to get the orgasm I've been daydreaming of.

"Tease my asshole," I whisper in his ear.

"Fuck yes," he says, and moves a hand to soak his fingers with my libations, then rides them up between my buttcheeks, finding the tight hole. The feeling of that finger massaging and poking makes me mad, and when it slides all in, I come hard, squeezing his dick and finger.

John buries his head in the crook of my neck to muffle a growl, and I see his neck muscles tense while he holds me down hard, that thick dick pulsing inside me, hot jizz filling up my pussy to the brim.

I slide off him and run into the bathroom. Trying to put myself together, I feel the delicious pulsing in my crotch and smile while cleaning the mess that spills between my legs.

This guy is a fucking stallion. I need more. I need to watch that dick spill all over me. When I walk out, he's leaning back on the chair, a satisfied smirk on his face.

"What are you doing tonight?" I ask.

"You," he says without missing a beat. "Your place or mine?" I asked.

"Mine, my goal is to make you cum until you pass out. Vacant eyes, flushed cheeks, hard nipples, heaving chest, pretty little mess, whimpers at a soft caressing touch, reality rushing back in." He said, winking at me.