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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
5,518
Reviews:
5
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.
Dreams
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This time he did slow, stopping only once I lay panting heavily beneath him. He leaned down to gently brush the stray hairs from my face and kissed me softly on the forehead. “Are you alright my sweet? I didn’t hurt you did I?” He was truly concerned, his eyes held fear that he had harmed me. I smiled softly and shook my head gently.
“I’m fine, fantastic even. Thank you Mr. Garrison, thank you.” He helped me sit up causing me to moan and shudder as I realized he was still firmly embedded in my sex. I hugged him tightly to me, smiling at his enchanting scent. He rubbed my back softly and whispered in my ear so not even my three friends close enough to see the sweat form on my body could hear. “Do you want more?” I stared at him, open mouthed and open eyed.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, I’d climaxed more times than I could count and he was offering more? He must’ve seen I was bewildered and explained for my ears alone. “Have you ever wanted two men at once?” I nodded, dumbfounded. This was one of my wildest fantasies. I had to be dreaming! “Did you want the other man in your beautiful mouth?” I shook my head. I was always afraid I’d end up putting someone in hospital by biting off some vital equipment in the heat of passion. “So you want him at your rear? My sweet, sandwiched between two men thrusting into her until she screams with passion. I like the sound of that. Do you, my sweet?”
“Yes.” I breathed it out as if afraid to say the word and wake up from this journey through Sexual Wonderland.
Everyone had been so quiet trying to hear what we were saying that when Mr. Garrison spoke everyone jumped. “Who wants to share my sweet with me?” I looked at him, shocked he’d just ask, I don’t know what I expected, but I certainly didn’t expect that. “I know our display has turned many of you on, male and female alike.” There were many red faces and fidgeting, trying to pretend they had no idea what he was on about. “One enthusiastic guy, I know a few you have the hots for her, I’ve seen the way you watch her when she walks by…” with that he pulled me closer, reminding me we were still joined. My head rolled back with a small gasp escaping my lips. “Surely one of you is dying to back-door her.” I could feel the heat radiate from my face. I turned to my left, escaping the majority of the class, only having to face John, Ted and Dale.
John and Ted avoided my face, instead deciding that my breasts were hypnotic, which I wasn’t sure was untrue, but Dale spoke to me. Our friendship is very close and from early on we could interpret each other’s faces, effectively communicating without speech. He asked if I was ok with this, I said it was what I’ve always wanted, he asked if I wanted all of it (protective big brother type friend) and I smiled a yes. We’d had sex before, we were both attracted to each other and it cooled us down now and then, diminished any tension between us. We were both thinking the same things. I pleaded him, begged him to do it, I trusted him above all others who could end up doing it, and he knew that.
“I’ll be more than happy to help Carly out Mr. Garrison.” That was my Dale, my knight in shining armor. Mr. Garrison checked he was really ok with doing it and Dale, being Dale, admitted we’d been at it before and he rather preferred me to any others he’d had. I know for a fact that was not true, for either of us (especially now that I’d had Mr. Garrison) but we’d say anything to keep the others’ morale up.
Mr. Garrison lifted me off the table until we were in our original position again, him supporting my weight. He made sure I was hazy with passion again before checking Dale was ready. I slumped forward on Mr. Garrison, moaning to God while Dale worked his thick cock into my arsehole. He pumped in and out of me a few times, making sure I was ok. I reached behind me and squeezed his hip and he knew I was all right.
Simultaneously they drew out of me, suddenly leaving me feeling so very empty. Mr. Garrison’s lips were on my neck, kissing me tenderly, Dale’s hand, under my shirt fondling my fleshy breasts. As if one, they slid back into me, plying a whimper from my throat. They both checked if I was ok. I couldn’t form the words so instead I kissed Mr. Garrison, plunging my tongue into his mouth, tasting his wonderful sweetness, using his trick to show him how I wanted it. When I reluctantly pulled away from his lips he smiled at me and said “Alright my sweet.” Kissing me softly once more he started thrusting into me slowly, Dale catching on and joining in on the second thrust.
He wasn’t setting the pace I’d asked but I was already floating into seventh heaven, my eyes rolling back in my head and my mouth opening wide as I gasped my air greedily into my lungs. I was soon stifling my cries into Mr. Garrison’s shoulder, convulsing between the two of my lovers, so very glad I was sandwiched so tight.
Neither of them even flinched as I came another two times, each orgasm more intense than the last. I was certain that underneath his shirt Mr. Garrison had red lines all across his back from my nails.
They were becoming more frantic in their thrusts, not quite in synch anymore. Their breaths were rasping in their throats and they had both started kissing, sucking and licking any spare flesh they could reach, their hands purely supporting each other and me. They were nearing the end and it excited me we would all come together.
I was the first to lose control between us, screaming their names in turn and swearing at God. Then Dale growled in my ear in a way that would normally have me in fits of laughter, but right then caused my orgasm to soar higher, so turned on by this foreign and threatening release. Mr. Garrison came before Dale or I had finished our orgasms, moaning my name in his deep voice now thick with his American accent.
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“Mr. Garrison!” I woke up, vaguely realizing I’d cried out. I was gasping. I was so horny. I didn’t normally wake up like this. Evil red lights revealed it was four in the morning. I knew I wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep after that dream.
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This time he did slow, stopping only once I lay panting heavily beneath him. He leaned down to gently brush the stray hairs from my face and kissed me softly on the forehead. “Are you alright my sweet? I didn’t hurt you did I?” He was truly concerned, his eyes held fear that he had harmed me. I smiled softly and shook my head gently.
“I’m fine, fantastic even. Thank you Mr. Garrison, thank you.” He helped me sit up causing me to moan and shudder as I realized he was still firmly embedded in my sex. I hugged him tightly to me, smiling at his enchanting scent. He rubbed my back softly and whispered in my ear so not even my three friends close enough to see the sweat form on my body could hear. “Do you want more?” I stared at him, open mouthed and open eyed.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, I’d climaxed more times than I could count and he was offering more? He must’ve seen I was bewildered and explained for my ears alone. “Have you ever wanted two men at once?” I nodded, dumbfounded. This was one of my wildest fantasies. I had to be dreaming! “Did you want the other man in your beautiful mouth?” I shook my head. I was always afraid I’d end up putting someone in hospital by biting off some vital equipment in the heat of passion. “So you want him at your rear? My sweet, sandwiched between two men thrusting into her until she screams with passion. I like the sound of that. Do you, my sweet?”
“Yes.” I breathed it out as if afraid to say the word and wake up from this journey through Sexual Wonderland.
Everyone had been so quiet trying to hear what we were saying that when Mr. Garrison spoke everyone jumped. “Who wants to share my sweet with me?” I looked at him, shocked he’d just ask, I don’t know what I expected, but I certainly didn’t expect that. “I know our display has turned many of you on, male and female alike.” There were many red faces and fidgeting, trying to pretend they had no idea what he was on about. “One enthusiastic guy, I know a few you have the hots for her, I’ve seen the way you watch her when she walks by…” with that he pulled me closer, reminding me we were still joined. My head rolled back with a small gasp escaping my lips. “Surely one of you is dying to back-door her.” I could feel the heat radiate from my face. I turned to my left, escaping the majority of the class, only having to face John, Ted and Dale.
John and Ted avoided my face, instead deciding that my breasts were hypnotic, which I wasn’t sure was untrue, but Dale spoke to me. Our friendship is very close and from early on we could interpret each other’s faces, effectively communicating without speech. He asked if I was ok with this, I said it was what I’ve always wanted, he asked if I wanted all of it (protective big brother type friend) and I smiled a yes. We’d had sex before, we were both attracted to each other and it cooled us down now and then, diminished any tension between us. We were both thinking the same things. I pleaded him, begged him to do it, I trusted him above all others who could end up doing it, and he knew that.
“I’ll be more than happy to help Carly out Mr. Garrison.” That was my Dale, my knight in shining armor. Mr. Garrison checked he was really ok with doing it and Dale, being Dale, admitted we’d been at it before and he rather preferred me to any others he’d had. I know for a fact that was not true, for either of us (especially now that I’d had Mr. Garrison) but we’d say anything to keep the others’ morale up.
Mr. Garrison lifted me off the table until we were in our original position again, him supporting my weight. He made sure I was hazy with passion again before checking Dale was ready. I slumped forward on Mr. Garrison, moaning to God while Dale worked his thick cock into my arsehole. He pumped in and out of me a few times, making sure I was ok. I reached behind me and squeezed his hip and he knew I was all right.
Simultaneously they drew out of me, suddenly leaving me feeling so very empty. Mr. Garrison’s lips were on my neck, kissing me tenderly, Dale’s hand, under my shirt fondling my fleshy breasts. As if one, they slid back into me, plying a whimper from my throat. They both checked if I was ok. I couldn’t form the words so instead I kissed Mr. Garrison, plunging my tongue into his mouth, tasting his wonderful sweetness, using his trick to show him how I wanted it. When I reluctantly pulled away from his lips he smiled at me and said “Alright my sweet.” Kissing me softly once more he started thrusting into me slowly, Dale catching on and joining in on the second thrust.
He wasn’t setting the pace I’d asked but I was already floating into seventh heaven, my eyes rolling back in my head and my mouth opening wide as I gasped my air greedily into my lungs. I was soon stifling my cries into Mr. Garrison’s shoulder, convulsing between the two of my lovers, so very glad I was sandwiched so tight.
Neither of them even flinched as I came another two times, each orgasm more intense than the last. I was certain that underneath his shirt Mr. Garrison had red lines all across his back from my nails.
They were becoming more frantic in their thrusts, not quite in synch anymore. Their breaths were rasping in their throats and they had both started kissing, sucking and licking any spare flesh they could reach, their hands purely supporting each other and me. They were nearing the end and it excited me we would all come together.
I was the first to lose control between us, screaming their names in turn and swearing at God. Then Dale growled in my ear in a way that would normally have me in fits of laughter, but right then caused my orgasm to soar higher, so turned on by this foreign and threatening release. Mr. Garrison came before Dale or I had finished our orgasms, moaning my name in his deep voice now thick with his American accent.
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“Mr. Garrison!” I woke up, vaguely realizing I’d cried out. I was gasping. I was so horny. I didn’t normally wake up like this. Evil red lights revealed it was four in the morning. I knew I wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep after that dream.
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