v o t e + c o m m e n tI was restless after leaving Giada's house, so after a few drinks with the guys, I decided to call it a night before I decided to storm my way back over to her house again. I felt hands softly glide up and down on my chest; I sprung into action, grabbing my handgun from under my pillow, pointing it at whoever it was that was on top of me, reaching over to my nightstand, switching on the lights to my room.
I instantly lowered my gun once I saw that it was Giada; not only was she on top of me, but her envious body was laced in only a deed red lacy bra. "Giada," I whispered, resting my handgun on my bed as she climbed off of my body and stood on the side of my bed.
"Mia Niky, non mi ami?" She asked me, her eyes pulling me from my spot on the bed. I was stark naked, and with the way she was looking back at me, I was glad that I was.
Translation: My Niky, don't you love me?
My hands went to her face pulling her back to me, "more than life itself," I said against her lips, "you love me?" I asked her,
"Always have," she smiled up at me rubbing her hands against my chest,
"Are you really here?" I asked,
This did not feel real, but at the same time, it felt as real as it could ever be. "Of course I am," she said, pressing her lips against mine, "can't you feel me?" she asked, stroking my cock with her hand as I forced my mouth against hers ravishing her mouth with my tongue.
"This is not real," I finally said, trying to pry her hands away from me,
"Does not mean that you do not want it to be," she seductively smirked, "do not be scared," she then said to me.
"Why would I be scared?" I asked her seeing her smile,
With just one look, I was slumping to my knees, her fingers combing through my hair. "Because of my new friend," she said, taking her eyes away from mine looking down at whatever was between us.
I followed her eyes down to what she was looking at, and then I knew what she meant. "You have a dick?" I nearly shrieked as I watched her stroke along the shaft of her lengthy thick cock. Now I knew for a fact that this had to be a dream. The Giada that I knew was a woman, not whatever this was standing before me.
"I have a pussy too," I heard her add above me, "don't you want to see how it feels to be with a woman like me?" She asked me; the curious part within me wanted to take her up on her offer, but the rational part of me wanted this dream to be over. I could not wake up, and I desperately wanted to.
"I do not understand," I said looking up at her,
"Do not worry, my Niky," she said soothingly, "I will explain everything to you soon, but for now, I need you to be ready for me." She explained,
"Ready for you?" I questioned,
"There are many things that I can make you do for me," she tells me, "but at this very moment, I need you to be as powerful as me, my love." She said, lifting her left toned thigh resting on my shoulder. The closer her cock was to my face, the more pre-cum poured from the tip of her cock and her pussy.
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