Chapter 5 - Nick
I stop in front of the woman and look her up and down.
“Holy fuck, my mind is doing a good job,” I say.
“What do you mean?” she asks. She looks confused, but amused.
“Well, as this is my dream, my brain has done a great job of conjuring up a girl who’s sexy as hell.”
She laughs and my cock hardens at the sound of it. I want to keep her laughing, and then maybe moaning.
“Actually, you’re part of my sex dream. That’s why I can see your cock outlined against your jeans.”
I glance down and yeah, it is pretty obvious I’m rock hard. And knowing she is staring at it is making it worse. I try to think of something to say and my eye catches the lights of the cabin nearby.
“Shall we head for the cabin, get out of the snow?” I ask and watch as she checks me out, like I already did to her.
“Yeah, I think I wouldn’t mind sharing a cabin with you,” she grins.
We take about five minutes to get there, me leading the way, her following behind. I have the strangest feeling that she’s looking at my ass most of the time.
The door to the cabin is unlocked, and we let ourselves in.
Inside is like a scene from a Hallmark movie: Christmas trees and decorations and a roaring fire with a fake fur rug in front of it.
On the mantelpiece sits an ornate clock and I notice that the face of it only has two hours marked on it.
The rest of the numbers are missing. Steaming hot chocolate in mugs sitting on the table, one mug with NICK written on it, one with NOELLE.
“That you?” I ask, picking up my mug and sipping the creamy rich drink, feeling the warmth go straight through my body and down to my groin. The heat sets my horniness off again and I can’t help wondering if there’s something in the drink other than chocolate.
She nods her head and picks up her mug, takes a few swigs and sets it down. My cock twitches again as her tongue flicks out and licks a little drop from the corner of her mouth.
I decide to just go for it.
“Would you like to fuck?” we both say at the same moment. Then look at each other in surprise before bursting out laughing.
“We have less than two hours,” we both say again and this time she collapses into my arms as we laugh.
Her hand reaches down and starts rubbing me through my jeans, making me moan as her fingers do their best to curl around it and squeeze.
“I don’t care if you’re in my sex dream or I’m in yours. I just want to get my hands on that cock.”
She sinks to her knees and rips open my jeans as she pulls me from my boxers, stroking me hard.
“Fuck, that’s a nice curve,” she observes and licks along the underside.
“Might be nicer in your mouth,” I say with a confidence that I’ve never had before as I place my hands on her head and guide her mouth down onto my shaft.
I swear that as her lips clamp over me, the cabin fills with the smell of gingerbread and Christmas music starts playing.
“Oh fuck, that feels good.” I groan as her head bobs up and down. Already I can feel my knees shaking and I wonder if we should find a bed.
She removes me from her mouth and the smile on her face lights the room up.
“That, my friend, is the best cock I have had in my mouth in a long time. You may be imaginary, but you can use my mouth anytime.”
I don’t argue with her. I know I’m real, so instead I haul her to her feet and lift off her sweater, revealing a blue bra underneath. Her hard nipples peek through the lace.
“Bed?” I ask.
“Rug,” she responds, nodding towards the fireplace.
We tumble onto the rug and it feels huge, like it’s wrapping us in its warmth. Everything about this feels like it’s a dream, except her skin against my fingers is as real as can be.
She’s under me and reaching down to stroke me again, but I slap her hand out of the way, spreading her legs with mine. I push down her bra so I can get at her breasts.
“You can wait for that, I’m going to suck your nipples first,” I say in a commanding tone, and it gets a moan out of her. I think of the elf earlier asking me if I wanted to suck on her tits and I wonder if Noelle is going to taste of peppermint.
She doesn’t, but her nipples are hard and gorgeous as my mouth closes over them, one at a time, sucking and licking and enjoying the sounds she makes as my tongue traces little circles on them.
“You are such a tease,” she sighs.
“You want more?” I ask, raising my head to look at her.
“Oh god, yes,” she replies, trying to push her body up to meet me.
My hands slip under her legs and lift them up, allowing me a glimpse of her panties under her short skirt. I reach in and grab the waistband, dragging them down her legs and throwing them to the side.
“Take your skirt off,” I tell her as I stand up and search around the room, spotting what I’m looking for in a rocking chair in the corner. I snag a cushion from the seat, and come back to Noelle, who has stripped naked.
“Put this under your head,” I tell her as I undress. I’m never this commanding in real life, but knowing that it’s a dream gives me confidence.
I slip down on the floor and spread her legs, slowly licking from her knee up the inside of her thigh.
“What are you going to do?” she asks, her voice shaking from lust rather than fear.
“I’m going to eat your pussy and then make you come all over my fingers.”
And oh god, does she taste good, as my tongue opens her up and I taste her wetness. She’s soaked and dripping and I just want to drink her down.
She lifts her legs over my shoulder and rests them on me, pulling me down so that I sink ever deeper against her.
I move my mouth and suck on her clit, giving it more attention than I have given anything in years.
Her hands in my hair tell me that I’m doing something right and when I slide two fingers inside her, she bucks and screams, telling me she wants more.
I don’t know if it’s the more that she is asking for, but when I push the third finger inside her, I hear her let out a sigh.
Her body goes rigid, and she arches, pressing against me.
Then she is coming and coming and shouting the filthiest things and I’m finger fucking her and licking her clit until she collapses back on the floor, spent.
I kiss slowly up her leg to her hip, then up to her breast, sucking her nipple and getting a giggle out of her, then up till my lips meet hers.
We kiss and she rolls me over so she is lying on top of me, then breaks the kiss and leans back.
“I never do anything like this,” she says and I believe her. This is like nothing I would ever do.
“You know what I want for Christmas?” she asks and lifts my hands up to her breasts, letting me squeeze them as her body moves against me.
“No, what?” I say, perhaps being able to guess.
“I want you to fuck me.”