BCIslander
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I've been cruising around on lit for some years now with a different username but I've never posted anything. I woke up this morning with an aching erection and a vivid dream still fresh in my mind; now I'm going to use my first post on Literotica to share it with anyone who wants to read it.
My mind is foggy in respect to how this all started but I find myself in some sort of building, a man in his mid 20s in front of me and my hand flat against his chest. I'm pushing him through a doorway, he looks nervous. I close the door behind me but I never take my hand from his chest or stop looking at him.
He mumbles something, "We shouldn't be doing this, what if we get caught?"
I don't care.
He keeps talking, "I've never done this before, maybe it's not a good idea."
I still don't care.
I only have one thing on my mind and it doesn't involve me stopping anytime soon. My hand that's against his chest turns into a fist as I grab the front of his shirt, I pull him hard towards me and I lock my mouth to his. At first I can sense his shock, his body going rigid and his lips still, but then I feel him loosen up. He's kissing me back; I can taste his breath and I can feel his tongue playing with mine. I pull my lips away and his mouth instinctively pushes forward wanting to be kissed longer. His eyes are closed so he doesn't see me reach down to the hem of his t-shirt, I pull it up and over his head blinding him but leaving his mouth exposed. I move back in, my body against his body, my lips kissing his lips, I put one hand behind his upper back and the other grabbing his belt buckle. I slide one foot forward, stretching into a deep lunge so I can lower him to the floor. I'm now straddling his somewhat half-naked body, I sit up and pull my own shirt off and then drop my hands to either side of his head, my face just inches away from his. He's no longer protesting; no longer talking; he's mine.
I kiss him long and hard on the mouth, then I start to make my way towards his collar bone. I kiss him lightly on the neck, the chest; I can feel his heart beating fast and I can hear the little gasps at each kiss, I continue lower, kissing his stomach, his bellybutton. His hands finally come up from his sides, reaching towards my hair as I fiddle with his belt buckle and fly. I shimmy his pants down to behind his knees and his cock slaps against his stomach. He's breathing hard now and his hands have stopped moving and only rest behind my head. His mouth is open and his body looks tense, my hands are at the tops of his thighs and I start to lower my lips closer to the big juicy head at the top of his hard cock. I put my warm, wet mouth over his head and he starts to moan. My right hand rakes it's nails down his chest and stomach as I grab his balls with my left, I gently tug and squeeze them, building him up for a big orgasm. My lips are pushing his cock against his stomach while I flatten and swirl my tongue against the very sensitive underside, where the head meets the shaft. I tug at his balls harder, lifting his shaft off of his stomach so I can slip my mouth over his whole cock. His hands are pulling my head deeper into his crotch, his penis going further into my mouth as he moans again. My hand is no longer playing with his balls; my thumb is now slick with spit and it's circling his asshole. I move my mouth back to his tip and start circling my tongue around it, my free hand is sliding up and down the full length of his cock, faster and faster. He start's breathing harder and harder, I feel my own cock tensing with the passion.
Then I wake up...
This continues my life long streak of never getting to cum during a sex dream haha. So now I'm sitting here, even hornier now after reliving my dream, and wondering if anyone else is in this predicament. Anyone else have some interesting dreams last night?
My mind is foggy in respect to how this all started but I find myself in some sort of building, a man in his mid 20s in front of me and my hand flat against his chest. I'm pushing him through a doorway, he looks nervous. I close the door behind me but I never take my hand from his chest or stop looking at him.
He mumbles something, "We shouldn't be doing this, what if we get caught?"
I don't care.
He keeps talking, "I've never done this before, maybe it's not a good idea."
I still don't care.
I only have one thing on my mind and it doesn't involve me stopping anytime soon. My hand that's against his chest turns into a fist as I grab the front of his shirt, I pull him hard towards me and I lock my mouth to his. At first I can sense his shock, his body going rigid and his lips still, but then I feel him loosen up. He's kissing me back; I can taste his breath and I can feel his tongue playing with mine. I pull my lips away and his mouth instinctively pushes forward wanting to be kissed longer. His eyes are closed so he doesn't see me reach down to the hem of his t-shirt, I pull it up and over his head blinding him but leaving his mouth exposed. I move back in, my body against his body, my lips kissing his lips, I put one hand behind his upper back and the other grabbing his belt buckle. I slide one foot forward, stretching into a deep lunge so I can lower him to the floor. I'm now straddling his somewhat half-naked body, I sit up and pull my own shirt off and then drop my hands to either side of his head, my face just inches away from his. He's no longer protesting; no longer talking; he's mine.
I kiss him long and hard on the mouth, then I start to make my way towards his collar bone. I kiss him lightly on the neck, the chest; I can feel his heart beating fast and I can hear the little gasps at each kiss, I continue lower, kissing his stomach, his bellybutton. His hands finally come up from his sides, reaching towards my hair as I fiddle with his belt buckle and fly. I shimmy his pants down to behind his knees and his cock slaps against his stomach. He's breathing hard now and his hands have stopped moving and only rest behind my head. His mouth is open and his body looks tense, my hands are at the tops of his thighs and I start to lower my lips closer to the big juicy head at the top of his hard cock. I put my warm, wet mouth over his head and he starts to moan. My right hand rakes it's nails down his chest and stomach as I grab his balls with my left, I gently tug and squeeze them, building him up for a big orgasm. My lips are pushing his cock against his stomach while I flatten and swirl my tongue against the very sensitive underside, where the head meets the shaft. I tug at his balls harder, lifting his shaft off of his stomach so I can slip my mouth over his whole cock. His hands are pulling my head deeper into his crotch, his penis going further into my mouth as he moans again. My hand is no longer playing with his balls; my thumb is now slick with spit and it's circling his asshole. I move my mouth back to his tip and start circling my tongue around it, my free hand is sliding up and down the full length of his cock, faster and faster. He start's breathing harder and harder, I feel my own cock tensing with the passion.
Then I wake up...
This continues my life long streak of never getting to cum during a sex dream haha. So now I'm sitting here, even hornier now after reliving my dream, and wondering if anyone else is in this predicament. Anyone else have some interesting dreams last night?