You Feel Like a Dream (18+)

Wishes

TOM'S POV:

  I must say I cannot recall a time I even myself have experienced this with another woman. Harlow was one of a kind. I can say that from the immediate moment I laid eyes on her. I could only imagine what it must feel like to be inside her. Just fucking her with my tongue and fingers got me so hard. I only wished to be inside her, but I didn't want to rush it or her. She hasn't asked me to leave; she seems quite content having my company. I was not only physically enjoying her, but in a mental way as well. As if she just got me! All causal, very sensual, and not an uncomfortable heir about her.

        She was still coming down from her orgasmic high; I had to ask her if she had ever experienced this before. I was all ready to pat myself on the back and commend myself. However, is it possible to be so perfect for one another? There I go getting ahead of myself wishful thinking; my mum says I've always done that. Though for most of my life, it has happened. She replied no, not even trying it herself could she do it. She just thought she was one of those unlucky women who would never experience the pleasure of ejaculating her sweet nectar. I felt bloody lucky; I was the one to be able to bring her to such ecstasy. For what she was making me think, and I haven't even made love to her yet.

She got up, took a smoke, and seemed lost in thought, staring outside on the balcony. She unbuttoned my shirt, watching her hands, her eyes, the sensual way she was sucking on her plump bottom lip. Her whole aura is a complete turn on. I wish I knew what she was thinking. I followed her lead; outside on the balcony, we sat for a few moments. I just had to kiss her again. We interlocked, intertwined, and I was so aroused from before my cock is just getting stiffer and I feel like a volcano ready to explode. The moment I felt her lips, her tongue on my cock, the warmth of her spat on my cock caused me to flow pre-cum, which she greedily left it bone dry. The way her mouth fit around my cock, how she did this as an art. How she flows her lips on the tip and sides of my cock. This is a woman who appreciates cock. Rare one she is, I plan on making her mine one way or another. My body literally became limp; I was gasping for breath and having such an intense orgasm, with her making me completely and utterly exposed. I had myself never experienced an orgasm like that, I came at least three times, and I lost count.

I needed to gain some kind of strength. I was only fuckin wishing she would want to and want me to fuck her. The night had just begun for me. Without question, my drug fix had become that fucking gorgeous cunt of hers, her scent. I have dreamed of a scent so intoxicating. I was prepared to search for her knickers at some point and keep them as a keepsake. I went looking for her in the bedroom suite after I had placed a room service order; she looked so beautiful sitting there on the edge of the bed. Once again, I could tell she lost in thought. If only I could get inside that mind of hers, it must be a wonderland. I was searching for something to put on; I could see her reflection in the mirror. She playful placed her legs on either side of her, knowing I had a full view of her glistening pussy. I watched her out of the corner of my eye, sliding those glorious fingers in her mouth, down to her slit. She was doing a fuckin perfect job of not only getting me aroused again but teasing me. She wouldn't let me touch her; she just told me to watch. Eyes opened wide; I couldn't help but watch in such awe of how even her demure fingers had to be dampened and slowly entered into her. FUCK that cunt; it's so tight. I can just see the creamy moisture gliding on her fingers; she fucks her pussy that I can see how wet she is. Generously I ask her for a taste. While I am sliding my hand up and down my fucking hard cock. I want her to cum all over her fingers and for me to cum in that beautiful mouth of hers. But she tells me she can't make herself cum as I DO. How bloody fucking excited I was to hear that, she was slowly becoming mine. I couldn't possibly ever leave here, thinking about her being with anyone else that would do the things I could do to her. I wanted to be different; for a woman like her, I had too.

While we were delving into all sorts of food to recharge, I watched her every move. I wanted her naked, her body, her skin, her curves all of her was so fuckin sexy, but thinking to myself, in a way that would and can make me fall for her. Yes, I felt it bloody fucking ridiculous when she whispered those words breathlessly in my ear, warning me. But I adhered her warning. I fuckin didn't give a bloody fuck either, I for once in my life was going to go with everything I was feeling, since it seemed so very different from any other I had experienced.

  I thought I needed to be sophisticated for her, for me to bed a woman such as she. I needed to use everything and anything I learned for this moment. The many ways our mouths and tongues entwined, how she tasted especially, before with my cum dripping from her succulent lips like honey. She fed it to me; I've done things before and not tried them since, but this time I did. Mixing with her silky juices and my cream. It was the most sensational dessert before a meal. I can't shake the intensity I am feeling for just wanting to enter her. To feel her hot, dripping wet tightness around my cock. Not wanting to get ahead of myself and be disappointed or disappointing if it didn't turn out as I have wished.

It was a cold night, but it was so beautiful. I had this idea for how I wanted to make love to her. Her body just sung to me; I wanted to go over it with my skin touching hers. I wanted to feel her in all the places other men have gone, but she never would feel with them, what she did with me.