When She calls

Oh, her tounge!

Though my confusion, and the sudden arousal my body and mind was exhausted. I fell asleep right after Joan had repeated her name. Slowly my dreams swept me away…I was in a room fully clothed with red fabric flowing from the ceiling. The floor was like a large bed completely covered with the softest of pillows, all red. There was a scent of roses and blood, which was surprisingly sexy and made my body feel a bit warmer. My shirt felt so uncomfortable…

“Take it off.” I gasped and turned to find…Joan.  She stood there, in the same leatherjacket over a slim white t-shirt, tight jeans with some well-located holes and heavy black boots. Her hair was past her shoulders and had sexy waves and felt a bit rock n roll, and it had a deep shade of red. God, she is sexiness personified. Her intense green eyes were looking directly into mine, demanding me to obey. My heart was pounding harder, and something in me told me to strip.

With shaky hands I slowly removed my shirt, not ending the eye contact. I wasn’t wearing any bra, and my thin top was clearly displaying my hardened nipples. Just like her thoughts followed mine, she spoke again.

“The top too.” Shit, that voice made me shiver and I was started to feel the wetness between my thighs, hoping it didn’t show… My hands went to the bottom of my top and I pulled it off. Now standing totally topless, her gaze lowered and I felt my face blush hard.

“Eh…I…” I didn’t get to finish the sentence, as she growled and with lust burning in her eyes started to walk towards me. My body screamed for her touch, and I let out a small moan when she was so close that I could smell her scent. Her hand started to wander up mi stomach…slowly, too slowly! My skin was on fire, I needed more, more of something! But just as I reached out my hand towards her, she took it and gave a smirk.

“Did I say you could touch me?” I gave a frustrating moan, and before I could react she turned me around, cuffing my hands behind me. The cold steel made me shudder, but she made up for it as she stood close, kissing, biting and licking my neck.

“Mmm you taste fantastic...” she muttered with a husky voice between kisses. I was getting really wet, my pants felt like an unnecessary pain right now. In what seemed like forever she teased the sensitive skin on my neck, before she finally demanded that I took the pants off, with that hot dominant voice of hers. Though my clumsy fingers I managed to unbutton them and let them slide to the floor and stepping out of them. My soaked panties was still on me…

“Do you want me to touch you?” Joan whispered in my ear, still standing pressed against me from behind. I nodded, finding it hard to speak.

“Say it.”

“Please…I want you to…I want you to touch me!” I managed to say, or it was more like a moan really.

And boy did I come to moan when I a second later felt her warm, skilled fingers between my legs… I leaned back on her, her still kissing and biting me, hard, while playing with my clit.

“Oh you’re so wet…I could fuck so hard right here!” she moaned to my ear, making me almost come at her words. Shit, oh my god! This feeling, I could hardly stand anymore! Her touch made my skin, my soaked pussy explode…any time now! Oh!

Just as I started falling over the edge, her fingers stopped and she pulled away. But before I could complain she grabbed my cuffed hands and practically threw me backwards onto a pile of cushions so that my bottom was high and facing her. I felt so exposed, but my body acted on its own accord and suggestively spread my legs.  

“Good girl” Joan said with a sexy grin and fiery eyes “Do you long for me to lick you, to taste you and make you mine?”

“Please, Joan!” I lifted my already high positioned hips, longing for her touch.

“You know this, love, you must be more specific, beg me to fuck you!”

“Fuck me! Please, I need you to lick my pussy, I’m so wet…” I closed my eyes and gave out a pleading sound. I felt like I was about to die from horniness, when I felt a warm, wet and totally amazing sensation. Joan teased me with only the tip of her tongue, and my breathing increased. I moved my hips against her mouth, but she continued to tease me. I licked my lips and started to play with my breasts.

When my breathing became even she came into me, with her tongue! Oh God! By muscles tensed and I felt my pleasure increasing. She played around in me, wiggled and made me moan harder and harder. I cried out her name as I came hard, feeling my body releasing the most amazing orgasm, and experienced my first fountain-orgasm… Joan growled sounding satisfied, telling me how good my juices taste. I almost felt the arousal rise again, she drank me, oh god…

Suddenly everything faded, and I opened my eyes, only to find myself lying in a large king-sized bed with red sheets... Where was I? Was this just a dream? I was alone in the room, but I could hear voices outside the door. Someone knocked and opened the door, a small girl with short, messy blond hair came in smiling.

“Hi there! I’m Kit, how r’ya feeling?” she asked with a hint of Scottish accent.

“Um, I’m…my head” I frowned as my hand went to the back of my head, now cowered in a bandage.

“Yeah, ya were found in the woods ya see, pretty bad that hit, right? What did ya do, fight a bear?” She winked at me.

“N..no..I think I saw something. Something big…” My eyes went around the room. “Where am I?”

“Oh!” Kit almost sang with a happy voice “Sorry! Yeah ya’re at our pack house, Alpha Joan found ya she did! In the woods. She’s been sittin’ at yer side all day, but just went out to patrol.”

“Oh…will she be coming back soon?” I was surprised how sad I felt, like I missed…someone?

“Ah, yeah! She’ll come back soon’nough! Don’t worry! Just rest a bit now, yeah?” And she was out the door again.

Oh well, there was nothing else I could do really, so I decided to lay back and rest. Hopefully I would dream as good as I did just before, I thought while sinking my hand down between my thighs.

“What the..“ I whispered as I felt how wet and sensitive I was…and the bed was soaked! That couldn’t have been a dream…could it?