Lusting for you

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"FUCK! YES! MORE! VICTOR VICTOR VICTOR!" I scream in pleasure. He has me on top of him while he sits on the edge of the bed. Slowing down he licks me from my bellybutton to my breast. Moving his tongue around my nipple slowly then starts fucking me hard. "I like to see them bounce but I like to see your ass jiggle." Victor says while throwing me on the bed and flipping me over. Sticking it in and thrusting quickly over and over. Loving the motion of our bodies. The connection between us is amazing. "I'm about to cum!!!" I moan. He notices me cumming and smirks as if he was done with his job. "Wake up, Marie. Wake up. Wake up..." 

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! The alarm goes off signaling that I'm going to be late for work. I hear a knock on my door. "Marie open the door." My friend Brandy says. I open the door and she comes in with my uniform. "Get in the shower. I'll tell you when to get out. Do your hair in the car and make up at work." Thanking her and hopping in the shower while tell her about the dream. She tell me to get out 10mins later. I put on my blue top, jeans shorts, and black combat boots. She took a picture and described it as a beautiful light brown woman with her ass long dark brown hair in a bun with a twinkle in grey eyes. We get in the car, I do my hair, and surprisingly I finish my make up to. We make it on time. 

"Marie baby! I missed you. Where have you been beautiful?" a common customer at the bar asked me

"Nathen, what drink do you need to day." 

"Can I have sex on the beach...with you" He laughs

"Not likely but here's the drink." 

He winks and walk away to a girl dancing with her friend. I give it three seconds till he gets slapped. I start making drink after drink to many different people. There's the drunks, the white chick, the "so called" drunks, and the gays. First the drunks; they are wasted when they step in the bar and ask for more drinks over and over. Our rules say if they can't stand on there own they can't have more drinks. Secondly the "so called" drunks; they have one drank and come back say things like "What's in this I'm so drunk" and usually it's a baby drink or apple juice. Those people give us a laugh. The white chick is the most annoying one. They keep trying to stand on the bar and dance when I make drinks. They kicked the drinks over and she slips. Also they start fights with me. I almost got fired five times. Anyways my favorite is the gays. If a gay walks in the party starts. They come to the bar and always say "Oooo mama if i looked like you..." or "You look fierce darling". I have a regular gay that comes in named Jeff but like to be called by his stage name "Misty". He is so sassy and glamorous. Me, Jeff, and Brandy are three best friends that can not be separated. 

"Hello Miss I had a sex dream and didn't want to tell your best friend." He says looking me up and down. We talk about the dream and everything that's going on with us. As the hours past and the people leave it closing time. Brandy and Jeff wait for me down the street at our favorite place to eat after work. A place called Velvet. I lock the doors and turn around there's a guy with a knife. He grabs me and takes me to an ally. When he gets me there a man shows up. I can't see his face just the outline of his body. "Let her go." He demands. I give a look and flip the guy over my shoulder. They both look in surprised. Me and the mysterious guy walk off as the scum scurries away. We get into the light to see he is the guy that has been in my dream.

"YOU!" I yell with my eyes wide

He didn't look surprised at all "Yes. I've been wanting to meet you. But now is not the time."

"What do you mean it's not the time."

He walks off and turns a corner while i'm running after him. As soon as I turn the corner he was gone as if he just disappeared. I need to get to Brandy and Jeff. They need to know what's going on. Wait. I cant tell them. They'd think i'm crazy. Well I guess it's just between me and him. 

The night passes me and my friends with a couple of drinks and laughs. I couldn't keep my mind right. Every other thought was about him and my dream. I get home late and there was something on my bed. A note with clothes under it. The note said: Meet me at the Dark Tiger. Wear the clothes I got you and sit at the bar. I'll be there soon darling. These clothes were beautiful but a little to dark. I put them on and looked in the mirror. I stood there wearing a red tank top with black lace, black shorts, black lace stockings, black knee high heeled boots. As i'm lacing up my last boot I feel something tug on the back of my shirt and drop to the floor. It was a beautiful ruby red necklace. As put it on I run out the door. The Dark Tiger was where the goth, emo, and want to be vampires hung out at night. There was screamo music and blood red drinks. I tried to says away from it but now i'm entering it.

As soon as I enter the Dark Tiger there was a sign saying "Welcome to the Underworld". I rolled my eye at it. Walking by the emo's how sat close to the door some guy were staring hard. Trying to get to the bar more people stared till I got at the bar. The guy of my dreams. I mean in my dreams is coming to see me. Well he looks pretty sexy. Short black hair, 5,10, athletic body type, black, and the most beautiful green eye's I've ever seen. I can see why anyone would fantasize about him. He's hot. 

"Hello Miss.Marie.  You look beautiful as ever." He says.

"If i'm right your name is Victor."

"Yes indeed it is. I know you have questions-" I cut him off

"Yes I do. Question number one; Why did you call me here?"

"I've had my eyes on you lately. I know I show up in your dreams."

"That's my other question. Why are you in my dreams?"

"Not here." He looks around "Lets go to my place."

He grabs my hand and takes me.

       All I could think to myself is what the fuck is happening. I started the day with wet dream, now its about to happen. His place was very nice. It was a very huge condo with tall black walls. "Let me show you one of my favorite parts of the house." He pulls back a curtain that covers a corner of the house. Behind the curtain was tall windows. You could see almost anything, even my place. Surprisingly my place wasn't far. It was accualy it was reall close. I thought I could see in my window. Wait if I can almost see in the window, I know he can. Does this means he's stalking me? My thooughts where cut short when I hear my phone vibrate. 

"Excuse me, Victor." He walks into the other room to give me privacy. "Hello."

"So you'er not going to be home when I want to come over? It's cool." Brandys voice had an atitude.

"It's not like that. I'm in the middle of something right now."

"Like what?"

"Trying to have sex. Bye." I hung up on her.

As soon as I turned around all I see is Victor with a wide grin on his face as if to say follow me. I follow him into his room. He wasn't going after sex right off the bat. He talked to me first. My emotions where getting the best of me. As he spoke all I could think about was him loving every inch of my body. I wanted him to love me like I was a virgin, but I also wanted him to love me rough. I wantted him to take me as if I was his slave. I just wanted him. 

"Amor, you ok?" He said as I stared into his eyes.

"I'm fine. Why?"

"I've had my hand on your leg for the past 5 minutes and you just got really tense."

Sitting there embarrassed, I looked down at his hand on my leg. "Oh, I was just thinking I should get home. It's really late."

"No no no. I know what you want. I'm going to give it to you. First you have to show me why I want it." 

"You want me to make you-" I said being cut off by Victor,

"Yes, beautiful."


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