A New Fantasy
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
4,005
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 2
Author's Note: At the end.
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Chapter 2:
"All right, Fiona," David said to himself the following weekend.
It was his newest favorite author's screen name, practically all he knew of her. But still, he could not get his newest fantasies out of his mind. The images she had filled him with nearly a week ago were still playing and he seemed to get harder each time they manifested. And they were beginning to manifest at all hours of the day and night.
He still could not be completely sure if he was this young woman's inspiration or not, but through each story each female fit the same description as did her partner's.
If she would only use some of his lines from his shows or lyrics from his songs, then he could be sure, but she had yet to and it was beginning to drive him crazy. Mostly from his arousal each time he read of her escapades in the stories.
Sometimes she had him above her, sometimes below. Other times he would be down on her and right now, that was exactly where David wanted to be.
He had finally decided on one way to know for sure. To come up with his own story and post it on the same site with the hope that she would see it and read it. Especially when he added his own author's note thanking her for the inspiration.
No one knew that in addition to his acting credits he was now hoping to write a few things of his own. But right now his focus was solely on capturing her attention just as she had his by trying his hand at this.
He began simple enough. He would meet her on the set of his show once they came back from summer break. She would be the new make-up girl and he would ask her to meet him at his trailer once they had wrapped for the day.
He would offer a drink as she took a seat on the sofa, but she would decline. All she would be there for would be him. Soon it would be his turn to be on his knees before her and his long fingers would meet the bottom of her form fitting shirt as his mouth covered hers in a heated kiss that she would return.
Her tongue would slip past his lips and take in each contour of his mouth just as his would soon do hers. But the kiss would not last long as he would have to break it to lift her shirt from her slim frame before moving to take his own from his.
Once they began to kiss again, increasingly more intensely, her slender hands would move down his smooth and broad chest, her nails raking gently as she took in each contour there as well. Each firm muscle and crease, leaving no part untouched. She would then tease his rosy flat discs before moving to his straining nubbins, his pants growing tighter all the while.
His hands would move to her short skirt. It would be respectable, nothing that would show too much, but would soon show all to his appreciative hazel blue eyes. Slowly, almost painfully so, he would take down her slightly skimpy pair of panties and toss them aside.
Already she would be breathing his name as he broke their kiss again and moved his lips down her fevered and gently heaving torso. Soon the front closure of her bra would be unhooked and he would gently pull it down, having it meet their shirts and her panties.
While he would have his left hand at her right breast, kneading gently, the fingers of his right would slowly be moving up and the length of her inner left thigh while his mouth would soon surround her left mound.
He had been dreaming of their taste since that first night and in each dream she was only getting better. Her sounds were louder and more gratified, her taste was sweeter, her feel was tighter and more welcoming at the same time, everything was improving and there had not been a morning since that first that he woken up with dry sheets or boxers.
His tongue would soon join in on his tongue's enjoyments, lightly tracing her areola. Just as he would gently be tweaking her right between the fingers of his left hand, his tongue would be feeling her left hardening more with each slow lick over and swirl around.
Her hands would have moved from his chest by now, her left running through his short strands while her right tried to lower to his belt.
But David would want this to be for her as hers had been for him. With that in his clouding mind, he would lower his left hand to her inner right thigh while he moved his mouth back to hers, her hands now clutching his sides as their tongues began to duel.
He would easily feel her juices emerging and a lean finger would soon circle her emerging swell as she sighed blissfully into his mouth, his own drinking it down eagerly.
Almost unknowingly, her hips would snap towards his hand, her body already longing for the relief he was promising. And he would not be making her wait much longer.
He would now lower his finger to waiting opening, slowly bringing it into her, a second soon following. Gently, he would thrust them into her, hearing and feeling her moan again.
As her gasps would come more rapidly, he would break their kiss and lower his lips down the center line of her bare torso, down to her flat stomach and finally he would pull his fingers back and lower her skirt down with both hands before his lips met her increasingly sensitive clit.
She would suck in a sharp breath and her hips would snap towards him again. His hands would now be parting her thighs just a little more before he moved them to her sides, holding her as steady as possible while occasionally grasping her needy swells again, another moan following each time.
He would sucking almost as intently at her pebble hard bud as she had written about sucking at his cock, driving her closer to her edge as he steadily increased his own suction.
But soon he would take his lips away and lick her cunt completely over, his own moan emerging at the taste of her honey. He would feel ready to burst through his jeans at her sensuous wiggles within his gentle grasp as he continued. Still, he would not pull away, not when he knew she wouldn't. And by now he wouldn't want to.
At that his tongue would stroke each of her inner walls that he could, thrusting his tongue into her as deeply as he could reach.
She would be imagining the feel of his rock hard dick inside her, wondering how much better it would feel to have him truly inside her. The imagery would have her juices flowing, coating his agile oral organ completely and he would be lapping it greedily.
His teasing would stop when he heard her breathe his name, proving just how close she was. With an immense effort on his part, David would keep his silent promise to keep his mouth's attention at her core.
Though his cock would be as swollen as could be and throbbing painfully while his entire lower half would feel as if it were aflame, he would still know she had earned it by what she had given him. On more occasions now than he may ever admit.
Her words would soon fade and become nothing more than moans and shrieks of her delight as he would be pushing her so far from comprehendible speech. By his desire, he would be, too.
With his teasing at an end, David's tongue would be focused solely at her most pleasurable point, his own fire returning as he felt hers build. His hands would be concentrated at her nearly bucking hips, keeping her as still as he could without hurting her.
Her hands would be digging into the couch cushions on either side of her, knowing when she came it would be as close as what she had given him as he believed possible. Sharp rapturous shivers would be shooting down her spine and all throughout her petite frame, resting finally at the tip of his tongue and he would be ready to send them through her again.
As she pictured him however, wherever she wanted him, moving within her again, he would keep her on that edge for as long as he could, making her desperate, frantic, for him to end it and make her come.
When he finally did a minute later, she would call out his name, loudly, her blissful cry becoming a scream as her ecstatic body trembled almost violently, repeatedly, within his hold as her hot release spilled onto his tongue and once again he would drink it down greedily.
She would slum weakly to the back of the sofa once her tremors had faded and watch with complete contentment as he moved beside her as they both began to regain their breath.
He would kiss her seconds later, the taste of herself on his incredible mouth would give her a second wind another minute later that he would hope for her to gain. And then he would have his own fantasy come to life.
But now David had to admit to himself that there was a chance she wouldn't see this or know it was for her, just as he still had a question as to if hers were truly of him.
It was then he thought to add his own author's note, knowing his screen name wouldn't be enough. 'Thank you for all of this, Fiona,' it read. He wanted to put more, but there was very little he knew of her. He couldn't even be sure if that was her real name.
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A/N: Chapter 3, they meet. What happens next? We'll see when I'm done writing it… And thank you all who have and who will review, your reviews really do help me write. And those reading my other stories as well, no I have not forgotten about them. And they will be updated as soon as possible, too.
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Chapter 2:
"All right, Fiona," David said to himself the following weekend.
It was his newest favorite author's screen name, practically all he knew of her. But still, he could not get his newest fantasies out of his mind. The images she had filled him with nearly a week ago were still playing and he seemed to get harder each time they manifested. And they were beginning to manifest at all hours of the day and night.
He still could not be completely sure if he was this young woman's inspiration or not, but through each story each female fit the same description as did her partner's.
If she would only use some of his lines from his shows or lyrics from his songs, then he could be sure, but she had yet to and it was beginning to drive him crazy. Mostly from his arousal each time he read of her escapades in the stories.
Sometimes she had him above her, sometimes below. Other times he would be down on her and right now, that was exactly where David wanted to be.
He had finally decided on one way to know for sure. To come up with his own story and post it on the same site with the hope that she would see it and read it. Especially when he added his own author's note thanking her for the inspiration.
No one knew that in addition to his acting credits he was now hoping to write a few things of his own. But right now his focus was solely on capturing her attention just as she had his by trying his hand at this.
He began simple enough. He would meet her on the set of his show once they came back from summer break. She would be the new make-up girl and he would ask her to meet him at his trailer once they had wrapped for the day.
He would offer a drink as she took a seat on the sofa, but she would decline. All she would be there for would be him. Soon it would be his turn to be on his knees before her and his long fingers would meet the bottom of her form fitting shirt as his mouth covered hers in a heated kiss that she would return.
Her tongue would slip past his lips and take in each contour of his mouth just as his would soon do hers. But the kiss would not last long as he would have to break it to lift her shirt from her slim frame before moving to take his own from his.
Once they began to kiss again, increasingly more intensely, her slender hands would move down his smooth and broad chest, her nails raking gently as she took in each contour there as well. Each firm muscle and crease, leaving no part untouched. She would then tease his rosy flat discs before moving to his straining nubbins, his pants growing tighter all the while.
His hands would move to her short skirt. It would be respectable, nothing that would show too much, but would soon show all to his appreciative hazel blue eyes. Slowly, almost painfully so, he would take down her slightly skimpy pair of panties and toss them aside.
Already she would be breathing his name as he broke their kiss again and moved his lips down her fevered and gently heaving torso. Soon the front closure of her bra would be unhooked and he would gently pull it down, having it meet their shirts and her panties.
While he would have his left hand at her right breast, kneading gently, the fingers of his right would slowly be moving up and the length of her inner left thigh while his mouth would soon surround her left mound.
He had been dreaming of their taste since that first night and in each dream she was only getting better. Her sounds were louder and more gratified, her taste was sweeter, her feel was tighter and more welcoming at the same time, everything was improving and there had not been a morning since that first that he woken up with dry sheets or boxers.
His tongue would soon join in on his tongue's enjoyments, lightly tracing her areola. Just as he would gently be tweaking her right between the fingers of his left hand, his tongue would be feeling her left hardening more with each slow lick over and swirl around.
Her hands would have moved from his chest by now, her left running through his short strands while her right tried to lower to his belt.
But David would want this to be for her as hers had been for him. With that in his clouding mind, he would lower his left hand to her inner right thigh while he moved his mouth back to hers, her hands now clutching his sides as their tongues began to duel.
He would easily feel her juices emerging and a lean finger would soon circle her emerging swell as she sighed blissfully into his mouth, his own drinking it down eagerly.
Almost unknowingly, her hips would snap towards his hand, her body already longing for the relief he was promising. And he would not be making her wait much longer.
He would now lower his finger to waiting opening, slowly bringing it into her, a second soon following. Gently, he would thrust them into her, hearing and feeling her moan again.
As her gasps would come more rapidly, he would break their kiss and lower his lips down the center line of her bare torso, down to her flat stomach and finally he would pull his fingers back and lower her skirt down with both hands before his lips met her increasingly sensitive clit.
She would suck in a sharp breath and her hips would snap towards him again. His hands would now be parting her thighs just a little more before he moved them to her sides, holding her as steady as possible while occasionally grasping her needy swells again, another moan following each time.
He would sucking almost as intently at her pebble hard bud as she had written about sucking at his cock, driving her closer to her edge as he steadily increased his own suction.
But soon he would take his lips away and lick her cunt completely over, his own moan emerging at the taste of her honey. He would feel ready to burst through his jeans at her sensuous wiggles within his gentle grasp as he continued. Still, he would not pull away, not when he knew she wouldn't. And by now he wouldn't want to.
At that his tongue would stroke each of her inner walls that he could, thrusting his tongue into her as deeply as he could reach.
She would be imagining the feel of his rock hard dick inside her, wondering how much better it would feel to have him truly inside her. The imagery would have her juices flowing, coating his agile oral organ completely and he would be lapping it greedily.
His teasing would stop when he heard her breathe his name, proving just how close she was. With an immense effort on his part, David would keep his silent promise to keep his mouth's attention at her core.
Though his cock would be as swollen as could be and throbbing painfully while his entire lower half would feel as if it were aflame, he would still know she had earned it by what she had given him. On more occasions now than he may ever admit.
Her words would soon fade and become nothing more than moans and shrieks of her delight as he would be pushing her so far from comprehendible speech. By his desire, he would be, too.
With his teasing at an end, David's tongue would be focused solely at her most pleasurable point, his own fire returning as he felt hers build. His hands would be concentrated at her nearly bucking hips, keeping her as still as he could without hurting her.
Her hands would be digging into the couch cushions on either side of her, knowing when she came it would be as close as what she had given him as he believed possible. Sharp rapturous shivers would be shooting down her spine and all throughout her petite frame, resting finally at the tip of his tongue and he would be ready to send them through her again.
As she pictured him however, wherever she wanted him, moving within her again, he would keep her on that edge for as long as he could, making her desperate, frantic, for him to end it and make her come.
When he finally did a minute later, she would call out his name, loudly, her blissful cry becoming a scream as her ecstatic body trembled almost violently, repeatedly, within his hold as her hot release spilled onto his tongue and once again he would drink it down greedily.
She would slum weakly to the back of the sofa once her tremors had faded and watch with complete contentment as he moved beside her as they both began to regain their breath.
He would kiss her seconds later, the taste of herself on his incredible mouth would give her a second wind another minute later that he would hope for her to gain. And then he would have his own fantasy come to life.
But now David had to admit to himself that there was a chance she wouldn't see this or know it was for her, just as he still had a question as to if hers were truly of him.
It was then he thought to add his own author's note, knowing his screen name wouldn't be enough. 'Thank you for all of this, Fiona,' it read. He wanted to put more, but there was very little he knew of her. He couldn't even be sure if that was her real name.
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A/N: Chapter 3, they meet. What happens next? We'll see when I'm done writing it… And thank you all who have and who will review, your reviews really do help me write. And those reading my other stories as well, no I have not forgotten about them. And they will be updated as soon as possible, too.