My Dream Girl(Emison Fanfic)

The Move

(*WARNING SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD!!!*)

Alison's POV

It's 11:35 PM. Again. I can't find the sleep I so desperately need. I wait in my bed for my goddess, my dream girl, to ease my mind, and make me drift off to sleep; from our love making.

Yes.

I said dream girl. She's my escape from insomnia. But don't get me wrong so is all the sex I constantly have.

It helps ease my obvious pain. That pain being, I hate being alone. I'm always alone. From my parents hardly being home due to business trips, and my fathers 'extra curricular activities', and my brother Jason going wherever he goes, I'm constantly alone.

Or that's what they think.

Almost every night I bring a guy or a girl home with me. My family is broken, so am I. I don't think them finding out I have sex almost everyday will change the simple fact, they don't care.

Back to my dream girl, I only see her on some nights. Like if I would see her on a Monday, then I would see her on that same Monday, two weeks from now.

I started seeing her about 6 months ago, when my dad came home with a lady (that wasn't my mom) and my mom found out about his mistress. And trust me there was hell to pay.

You would think, why would a sex dream girl show up at that point in my life? I think my subconscious knew I was about to jump off the edge so they sent something that would actually distract me from my shitty life.

But it worked. I don't know what it is about her. She makes me so horny, so in-touch with my inner self, and quite possibly the best fuck I've ever had.

And what's so crazy, is she's the most beautifulest girl I've ever seen. Sometimes I just really wish she was rea-,

"I've been waiting for you." I say with a devilish smirk.

She then 'floats' around to approach my bed from the window.

She crawls on the bed to be directly face to face. My blue ocean eyes meet her exotic brown orbs.

I don't know what she does to me. But when she looks at me it makes my dead porcelain heart pump with blood bringing it back to life.

She crawls further up the bed so that she's now straddling me. Still looking me dead in the eyes she slowly slides her hand inside my already soaked panties gently massaging me, causing me to moan lowly in pleasure.

Usually, no matter what gender, I dominate my prey. But whenever she's around I lose myself in the feeling of her touch. And the pulsating feeling she causes every time she looks at me.

She then takes her hand out, and starts to undress me. It's something about those brown chocolatey eyes that makes me wanna give my all to her in more than just a sexually way. But if a wet dream fantasy is all I get, then I will definitely do it with a smile...and a couple of moans.

First she starts with my tank top, then she reaches her hand around my back as my head is up against the the headboard on my bed. She unclasps my bra, throws it on the floor, and smirks at me in the most sexiest way, having me so ready to be close to her. But being she's such a tease, I have to be one to.