Who's that sleeping in my bed?

[BartenderT]

Slinking my way into my new apartment, I wonder if all this is really worth it. The night life has always been something of a cliche,but enabling the drunk to get drunker now seems to leave something to be desired. A home cooked meal is nothing more than a distant memory, it's a life of bar food and dunkin donuts for me. The wad of cash in my back pocket does bring me some solice, however, and before crashing firmly into my bed I count out a solid $210, a good night at a crazy night club. My clothes smell like smoke and the inmistakable aroma of people. It's something most people can't recognize, but it's as disticnt as too much perfume or even a skunk hit by a car on a summer evening. The smell, I believe, doesn't come from the actual bodies of people, but the chemistry that inevitably occurs when booze is mixed with phermones and loud pulsing house music. All night I watch men picking up woman, woman picking up men. It's a controlled frenzy that leads to(in my humbled guess) a fair amount of people getting laid. But I am stuck behind the bar, only to serve and ration out the drug of choice at the club....it seems silly that a decent looking guy surrounded by all these women can't get one to come home, but it's true. I decide not to wallow in my self-pity for any longer and pull of my clothes. Getting into bed tonight is a blessing, and I fall asleep quickly.
Waking up I shake my head violently from side to side trying to gain some semblence of time. To my right the alarm clock is blinking 12's. The power has gone off. Sitting up I push the sheets off and walk around the apt. looking for anything out of the ordinary. My search turns up nothing, and I reset my alarm before again pushing my body under the chilling sheets. My head hits the pillow and I hear a sigh escape a bulge next to me. My eyes grow wide as I see the figure of a woman laying in my bed not six inches from where I just arose. Was she there when I got up? Of course she couldn't have been, because when I put myself to bed I was alone, as usual. Taking a closer look at the woman laying somberly with me I could make out the incredible shape of one breast. I rubbed my eyes and pondered what kind of situation I had awoken to....

 

[Jocelyn]

OOC: This sound interesting and I would love to play the woman. Did you have any ideas about where she should be from or how she appeared? Or is that for me to use my imagination on?

PM me about this, please.

 

[Jocelyn]

The woman moved and streatched a bit and her eyelids fluttered open revealing eyes blue as the sky and just as untroubled. Her long blonde hair fell about her shoulders and fanned the pillow.

Slowly a smile spread upon her face and she looked around the room. There seemed to be almost a childlike curiosity in the gaze as if she was taking this all in for the very first time.

Finally, her gaze dropped to the man beside her and her smile widened even more showing perfect white teeth framed by delicate, red lips.

"Hello," She said simply in a light, airy tone.

 

[BartenderT]

"Hi." I reply back, choking on the disturbed notion that someone whom I don't know is naked in my very bed. Beautiful as she was it seemed hard to believe she was real, yet the silky tone of her skin and shade of her hair was unmistakinly concrete. I stared at her intensley, hoping to find some clue as to who she was, or how she had gotten into my apartment. The doors were locked, and windows...yet I lived on the 38th floor, and no determination would bring someone to scale that many floors simply to be here with me.
Finding no reason to believe this wasn't a dream, I began to relax a little. I had read that people could will their dreams while still sleeping subconciously, so propped myself up on a my elbow and willed her to ravage me. After some time I found myself looking quite the fool, starring blankly at this womaning, as though I were trying to bend a spoon with my mind. No effect came of my efforts, and yet still there was this woman now sharing my bed. If not a dream, than what?
"May I ask you something?" I nearly shouted, not knowing if dreams or ghosts, or whatever she was could hear very well. She nodded in reply, so I went on...." How did you get into my apartment?"....

 

[Jocelyn]

Imitating you, the woman rolls onto her side and props her head on her hand unmindful that the movement lets the covers slide from her breasts to reveal firm globes with soft, pert nipples that begin to harden in the cool air. Her blue eyes takes in your appearance and her gaze sweeps from the top of your head to caress your face and then down to your chest where she takes one long fingernail and begins to lightly draw patterns upon the skin there as if the way your flesh reacts to her probings is facinating.

Shrugging, her eyes never leave the pattern she is making on your chest though only she can see it.

"I dont know," she said in a voice that holds no deception. She is simply answering the question that has been asked.

Looking up at your face once again, her finger stopping it's restless wonderings, her hand now laying on your chest, she says,"How did you get in? Maybe I came in that way."

 

[BartenderT]

Intrigued by the sheer naivety in her voice and manuerisms, I can only enjoy the sensation of the tracing fingernail and eventual hand on my chest. It's been so long since I've had any intimacy at all, and this act in itself is indeed sincere. My eyes, however, are fixated onto the now revealed breasts...so perfect, so very, very perfect.
"I live here, so I came through the door." I reply as her hand slowly rubs up and down on my chest, gently pawing at the tuft of hair. It's an incredible feeling, and I am beginning to get aroused. I hope that she doesn't notice, or become frightened by my physically obvious intentions. She bothers not to look down and I scissor my legs in a fashion that would make it difficult to discern my penis from an other sharp angle in the sheets. Such a beautiful creature, and so mysterious.
"Then I must live here, too..." She says without any hesitation of voice. The questions dance around my mind. Her touch can't be real, can't feel this could. And yet it does. I am aroused and a woman is caressing my chest as I lay in bed, a bed that I crept into alone only a few hours ago. My free hand, laying limp inbetween her body and mine reaches behind and takes hold of a little skin....giving it a sharp pinch. The pain is sharp and quick, but does nothing but leave a small red patch on my thigh.
Looking puzzled, my dream lover does the same....

 

[Jocelyn]

The woman frowned as the motion which mocked your own sent a sharp pain through her. Looking up at you, her eyes puzzled, she asks,"I dont understand. Why did you do that?"

Reaching down to pull the covers back to look at the red spot, her finger lightly rubs the place where you had pinched yourself. Her finger circled around the spot there as if she could stop it from hurting just by her touch.

"That was not enjoyable," She said as if that explained everything.

 

[BartenderT]

"No...No, it wasn't, was it?" I say, wondering what exactly was going on. The pinch, I suppose, was the last chance at a sance explination to the things which were going on. My skin was on fire more from the touch of her hands than the self-inflicted pinch...an angelic feeling whisped through me everytime her finger would come closer to my now engorged cock.
"I pinched myself because things like this only happen in a dream. There's an old belief that you can wake yourself up from a dream if you pinch yourself, so that's exactly what I did. You're too perfect to be real." While the last of the words out of my mouth, she rose from the bed and stalked the shadows across the room, finally landing next to one of the windows which were letting in some lights from the city below. Curves blended into other curves as I marvelled at what could only be described as a specimem of what womanhood strived to be. Hips made for both the eyes and for ideal child-birth...buttocks which was round and full, matching the pair of breasts that now ached out towards to window's cool presence. I sat up now fully, the sheets still covering my lower body. I searched for something to say, some way to properly portray my desire to explore the boundaries of this goddess who stood in my room....
Turning to me, she locked eyes and seemed to understand what sensual paths I was following in my mind.

 

[Guest]

Moving to the window, the woman looked out upon the city below which was something new and exciting to her. She was unconscious of the picture she presented as she moved gracefully through the shadows and even more unconscious of what people might think who could see her framed at the window.

Turning back, her eyes lock with yours and a smile comes to her face as if your thoughts are somehow recieved as well as your words. Moving back to the bed, she sits down upon it facing you with legs folded under her.

Reaching out with a hand, letting her fingers run lightly against your cheek, she says,"Than if I am a dream and I am perfect why do you want to wake up? Is it so bad that I am here? Is my existing in this world wrong?"

Leaning in, she gently brushes your lips with her own letting her tongue snake out and taste your lips.

When she pulls back, her face is a little sad. "And if I am a dream will I cease to exist once my purpose is over?" Sighing she slips back under the covers and moves to where there is only a small amount of space between you.

"Questions that will be answered soon enough," She said softly as her lips trail a path from your shoulder to your arm.

 

[Jocelyn]

OOC: Sorry about that BartenderT

 

[BartenderT]

The kisses were sweet and lustful, but slow and inscisent. Her questions, however, were the only deterent from the imminent pleasure about to over take me. I hadn't expected her to be so right, and what she was asking made perfect sense...if all this was a dream, then indeed she would cease to exist when either the sun came up or we both reached a climactic conclusion. Both were sure signs of my dreams ending and waking to a reality filled with, well, without her. The questions swimming in my head were being erased by her kisses which were travelling further down my body.
I made the decision then I would simply enjoy this moment of divine pleasure, be it for only a moment longer or the rest of my life. It was a mystery that couldn't be answered by simple logic, so I thought it best to simply disolve all my effort into her....my angel lover, my dream lover. Something as perfect as this may never come again, despite my longings for another encounter.
Reaching toward her I grabbed at her hips and finally pulled her close to me, not feeling self-concious of my erection of blatant desire to have her.

 

[Jocelyn]

A small gasp came from the woman as she felt your erection rub against her. Her kisses paused only long enough for her to shiver in delicious pleasure from the tingling your throbbing flesh was sending through her.

Moving her mouth down to find and tickle the nubs of your nipples with her mouth, she blew her warm breath over the now wet skin before letting her tongue glide over them yet again.

 

[BartenderT]

My nipples being so sensitive, I can hardly believe what I'm feeling....I can feel her pressing her fleshy thigh against my erection while suckling me in ways I've never felt before. There are no more questions, no more unanswered thoughts, only the immediate feeling of lust and desire.
I can't help but strain my cock towards her body, so warm and inviting. I have yet to even touch your perfect breasts or to reach under the covers. I am nervous because it's been so long for me, I've had only myself to divulge in any fantasies. Her touch is like fire for me, and it won't be long until I lose all control. I am trying so desperately to be a patient lover, but the grinding of her body and kisses from her lips are nearly too much.
I reach around with greater force now, pulling you so tight against me that I can feel the inhales and exhales of her breath. I have yet to taste her mouth, so I do so almost immediatly, softly at first, savoring the taste of fresh lust, and then more passionately, trying so hard to give her a picture of my desire. Her breasts are pressed closely against the nipples she was moments ago teasing with her tongue and the sensation is incredible. They rub against mine in celebration of our passino for each other, real or fake, I don't care anymore. This is more real for me than anything else I've ever experienced.
"Touch me." I say, not trying to be overbearing, but recognizing my need as being to great to ignore any longer...

 

[Jocelyn]

She returns your kiss with all the building passion that you have shown. It is as if your passion feeds hers which feeds yours in an endless cycle.

A moan is muffled in that kiss as her hand reaches under the covers to stroke your hardness without any trembling in her hand. It is as if this was the reason she existed and that purpose deletes any fears she has.

Pressing her body against yours, you can feel the heat of her sex which is slightly more than her body as her fingers move brushing both of your stomaches as well as your hard cock.

 

[BartenderT]

Her silky hand on my wanting cock was so heavenly coupled with the fact that I could feel the hot warmth of her crotch pulsing into mine. Up and down she squeezed and pulled my member as our kisses grew intense and unrelenting. I took my lips from her mouth and moved them down to her earlobes and eventually to her neck, where I ravaged at her delicate skin...tasting it as though it were the finest pleasure I'd ever had an oppurtunity to sample. The moans that were escaping me were now joined by her own moans...I believed that I would simply die at such a sound. It fed my excitement even more so, and I desired her to an even higher degree now.
Her one hand working my cock, the other sliding back and forth across my back and neck, always moving her nails with just enough force as to know that my skin was on constant fire, almost at her control. My own hands were stagnant for far too long, and I had to touch those magnificent breasts...With my right hand I caress her left breasts softly, brushing my thumb over the nipple trying to get it as hard and erect as I could. Her breath hissed inwards as I increased the pressure of my grip, squeezing gently but forcefully taking my time before I put that delicate nipple between thumb and forefinger and rolled it back and forth, pulling it towards me and then letting it fall back to it's normal position. I wanted to take it into my own mouth, but needed all of her body to be ready first. If this was indeed my dream, we would have plenty of time to fulfill every kinky fantasy I'd ever had.
Her hand reached down and began to juggle lightly my sack, craddling it with her fingers and kneeding it. The sensation was incredible. I felt a drop of precum fall from my cock and onto the palm of her hand...slightly embaressed at first, I looked into her eyes to see what she might have though......

 

[Jocelyn]

Nina

The heat from her pussy increased as your lips worked over her sensitive neck and you can feel a bit of warm wetness spill from her as your hand moves over her breast, bringing the nipple to a hardness that causes her to moan in need for your mouth around it.

The hand caressing your sack trembles now as she moves the hot and heavy skin in her hand, letting her fingernails scrape ever so softly over it. Just enough to raise goosebumps and cause you to shiver. The trembling is not in fear, however, but in intense need of you.

Rubbing the hard sack, she then runs her hand up and over your shaft to let one long finger run over the head of your stiff member then let it go back down to fondle your balls once again. When her finger encounters the precum, her eyes widen and she lifts her head to catch your gaze with hers.

Lifting her hand, she rubs her fingers together as if to get the feel of your warm jism before bringing those same fingers to her lips. Her tongue darts out a bit hesitantly as she tastes your offering and then slips in between her rosy lips to roll the taste around in her mouth for a moment.

With a smile of wonder, she kisses you before placing her fingers with the precum in her mouth and sucking them clean of your cum. Then dipping her hand under the cover to again stroke your balls and stroke your cock, letting her fingers run through the cum that leaks from the head before moving her cum soaked fingers around the head in small circles before stroking you again.

 

[BartenderT]

Watching her taste my cum on her fingertips brought out a feeling in me of precise and acute need...a need to cum, a need to watch her orgasm around every extremety that I had. With the exception of my short lived journey to her neck, I had been the one who had recieved all of the pleasure thus far. While I still had lingering doubts of this being nothing more than a dream, I couldn't bring myself to simply use this exquisite creature as a fuck-toy. Her strokes on my cock were buillding a pressure inside of me far too great to control if I simply lay here and waited for her to jerk me to orgasm, I had to occupy my hands and mouth or chance this encounter ending earlier than I desired.
Dipping my eyes to her chest, I brought up my hands over both globes and squeezed forcefully once again, rubbing my thumbs over each nipple in hopes of creating enough fiction to see them both in full erect splendor. Using circular motions I proded them until it seemed they could get no bigger, then brought one into my mouth, lavishing in having their hardness in my soft wet mouth. I did not suck them yet, just ran my tongue over every inch of that nipple, tracing the large oval areola's with broad stokes of the tip of my tongue...eventually flicking the tips of those breasts. Feeling brave I placed her right nipple between my front teeth and brought my jaw down gently....finally hearing a long heavy sigh, and using that as my inspiration, I continued to bring my teeth together until I had to move my head up and down to accomidate the heaving of her chest. I alternated each back and forth to each nipple, each time feeling the great heat coming from inbetween she and I. Her stroking was feirce, and the radiating pulse of her pussy was calling to me...but I wanted so much tonight that I was reluctant to dive in.
Taking one hand off of one breast, I ran my hand along her curved hip and around to her ass, which was smooth and firm, but at the same time far from small. It was the ideal combination of grace and mass, it simply flowed with the rest of her body. Taking one cheek into my hand I also gave it a squeeze, pulling her even closer towards me. I wondered again that, if this was indeed my dream, would I have any limits to the things I could do? I had no sexual boundaries of my own, but would she? I gave her a squeeze again as she began to kiss my neck in response to the hold I had on her now...

 

[Jocelyn]

Moans and sighs greet your ears as your mouth works first one nipple and then the next. The nipples harden to the point where pain lances deliciously through her breasts and her hips arch to capture your hard cock between you.

Moving her hands from your cock, she runs the fingernails up and down your back in circular patterns. Never does she break the skin but simply makes it sensitive to her touch.

Her hips move back and forth causing a friction between you. Though that friction might hurt you, the sweat of her body as well as her own wetness that now coats her pussy lets her body slide up and down against yours without pain but with a tight pleasure.

Her hands now run through your hair as she moves to capture your mouth with her own. Her tongue probes hungrily into yours and explores it with vigor. It is as if she must take the taste of you with her when this is done.

Breaking off the kiss, her breath ragged and her words no more than a whisper, she looks into your eyes and you see that her passion matches your own.

"I am yours," She says as if reading your mind,"For a little at least. Lets make it memorable for both of us."

 

[BartenderT]

The movement of her hips, combined with the slick lubricant that seems to have glazed them both from the waist down was also increasing the rate at which I was going to orgasm. It was nearly inevitable I thought because the skill at which she was moving made her actions feel as much like sex, only without the actual penetration. Hands were roving every which way, plotting courses over and around and under body parts. Nothing was a boundary, anything was fair game as she and I began to fully explore each other.
The finger which seconds ago occupied her plush backside now skirted down a bit further, into the crevice between her two legs...and from this angle I brushed my fingers across the back of her thighs and finally found the source of our sticky lubricant. Choosing to not yet indulge in plunging my finger inside I pulled open the two lips and stroked her as she continued to gyrate my stiff cock. I was not too far off from my first orgasm, and desperately felt like I wanted to cum once before I entered into her with my rod. My own stroking kept a steady pace, not fast but consistent. I could not quite reach her clit yet but the increase in her own moans and pressure up against my body told me that what I was doing was sufficent for the moment....that it would serve as a wonderful tease to the things to come.
The dry fucking had eased for the moment, she only pressed up against me as we still touched and kissed. Laying on my side I pulled on leg up and again propped myself up on an elbow, so that I had a bit of leverage on her. She curled closer and for a moment I believed she was going to stop our lust filled night, but she looked up at me before sliding her body down the length of mine, never losing contact...almost like slinking down, and feeling a hand grasp my cock as she finally came to a stop eye level with my crotch. She said that I could have all of her, and now I was determined to experience everything I could. The hand that had snaked down to my cock was met by the other which reached underneath my leg to paw at my sack, kneeding and feeling it heavy in hand.....

 

[Jocelyn]

OOC: So sorry. I have had family problems and am trying not to have to just quit Lit altogether.

IC: She trembled and groaned in both pleasure and need as your fingers danced over her soft petals. Her legs fell open, ready for your exploration of her heat. Wetness coats your fingers as her shuddering sighs echoed through your hard cock.

Her mouth hungrily tries to devour yours and she moans in dissapointment as your body slides off of her and onto your side. Drawing closer as if on instinct, she slid down to where your cock throbs. Her hard nipples graze your flesh and the heat of her body matches that of her wet pussy.

One hand fondling your balls, she probes the hard skin as if begging their release as her mouth covers the head of your cock. Then, as if her mouth was made for just such a thing, she begins to move it down to engulf your cock totally, her sucking and swallowing easing you toward her throat with a steady pressure. There is no foreplay or teasing and it is as if she knows your need for release and is making a place for that release in her warm throat.

Her throat opens to take you in and it closes around your hard shaft as you enter. Her nose is now buried in your soft hair and she takes a moment as if to memorize the smell of you before moving her head up and then down to engulf you again.