Random Short Stories from the Pen of Yours Truly

Sweet Fantasies

It was dark, but I could feel the soft sheets beneath my body. Even with my eyes open it was hard to tell where I was, rather whose bed I was in. I twist my body so that I'm on my back, stretching until the palm of my hand touches the wall above me. The tip of the pad of my thumb touches a surface thinner but just as smooth as the sheets underneath my body. My other hand reaches across the bed, connecting with warm flesh believed to be a human. Immediately, I retract my hand, confusion making the wheels in my head turn at who I could possibly be in bed with. Running my hand across the cover draped across my body, it felt...furry. I could only think of one bed set I had been on that was this furry feeling. A black, furry cover with matching black sheets and pillows. My heart begins accelerating as flashbacks play in my mind, but I know they don't help towards figuring out why I'm in her bed.

There she stands, standing in the fresh sunlight, body bare to every eye in the room. Sure, we had just finished what was almost a great drunk orgy, but part of me wishes I had the confidence to take her face in my hands and lock my lips with hers. To taste her as she rides my face into a blissful orgasm.

In that moment of seemingly slowed time, I imagined myself doing just that, playing with her nipples as I tease the skin of her neck with my tongue and teeth, feeling the hum of the low moan coming from her. I skim my lips down to her breasts, sucking and teasing the bud at the end of her nipples. Her hand holds my head to her chest, and I can hear as she throws her head back in pleasure.

After the stifled moans of pleasure began slipping past her lips, she moved her hand to my chin, pulling my face up to look at her. Her eyes are loaded with nothing but deep desire as she stares into my eyes, and in that moment, I could tell she wanted what I was willing to give her. I just want to worship her body as she melts into my mouth.

Grabbing my neck, she walks me backwards to the bed, and I fall back with a push from her. She climbs on top of me, ripping my bra off my chest with her other hand. Her lips crash onto mine, and I moan into the kiss, unable to hold back my pleasure from her. Flipping us over, I leave hot kisses down her body as I make a beeline towards her sweet spot between her legs. I keep her eyes locked to mine as I blow lightly on her clit, the shiver running up her body. When my tongue lightly licks her clit, she gasps, her nails digging into the sides of my head as she holds me between her legs. I begin to eat her senselessly, making love to her sweet pussy as I moan at the taste. Her moans turn me on even more, and I cannot hold back as I devour her, leaving nothing behind.

I'm ripped from the memory as a hand touches my face, turning it to them. I could recognize those beautiful eyes from anywhere, as I see them practically every day. Those eyes are curious but there's a hidden sheet of desire behind it. Her smile forms butterflies in my stomach, and I can't help but return a wobbly one. Her eyes hold my own as she traces the outline of my lips with her cold finger, leaving a trail of a warm touch in its wake. The shiver that runs down my spine isn't one of fear but of bliss, the imagery of her naked body beside mine creating a puddle between my legs.

"What am I doing here?" I ask her, turning to my side to face her. She doesn't respond, just continues to trace my lips. Not wanting to press it, I remain silent, letting her fingers wander over my face, tracing my entire face. Then suddenly her face is etching closer to mine, and my breathing becomes uneven at her closeness. She's so close I can feel her breath on my cheek the second it escapes her lips. All I could think about was her lips on mine; it's all I crave but I push back my needs to submit to her.

She sits up, straddling me as her legs drape on each side of me, and my hands fall on her waist, rubbing my thumbs lightly against it. She begins to grind against me slowly, her hand enclosing around my throat. I can feel her wet pussy rubbing against my navel, and I slap her ass cheeks, pushing a moan out of her. It's when her lips connect with mine, another flashback takes over my vision from the first time we kissed.