Chapter 6 - Noelle
Noelle
This is the most amazing dream I’ve ever had.
Somehow my mind conjured up a super sexy British dude who just ate my pussy like a champion and now is ready to fuck.
And I got my hot chocolate as well. I’ve never had sex in a dream that felt this real.
Usually the sex is vague, nice, and occasionally I orgasm, but my extreme horniness makes Nick’s hands and mouth make me feel better than even the real thing.
Every tiny touch sets my nerve endings on fire, and I bet I could easily have multiple orgasms in this place.
But really, the very best thing about this dream is that I’m going to have bareback sex for the first time in years.
I’m usually a stickler for condoms, but who cares in a magical Winter Wonderland?
I’m going to get a full load of his delicious cum, and with how realistic this is, I’m going to enjoy every second.
I sit up taller, trapping his cock between his stomach and my pussy, and rub my wet cunt up and down the length of his shaft to tease him.
Since this is my dream, he’s here for my pleasure so I can do whatever I want to him.
I bet Nick won’t fall asleep right after his orgasm like my past boyfriend did, whether or not I’d had my orgasm yet.
Fuuuck this feels good. Nick’s cock is thick and throbs between us and I moan while Nick grazes my nipples with his thumbs, rubbing circles and pinching them lightly between his fingers.
I love being on top and being able to stare into Nick’s eyes and watch them glaze over with passion the longer I tease us both.
I’m wetter than I’ve ever been and I’m turning his cock into a slick flagpole that I plan on sliding up and down on soon.
The universe has provided me with a plaything for two hours and I plan on using every second.
Nick bucks up against my pussy, and I wonder if he’s getting close to coming.
My heart is pounding and I am edging close to another orgasm.
Grinding against him hard, I enjoy knowing that I could have him inside my pussy in a split second.
I’m close to losing control and become a wild sexual animal, and I’m not sure I should let loose.
I never have before so I don’t know what I’m like if I lose control.
Somehow, his cock is harder than it was before, and he trembles underneath me.
“Noelle, I need to be inside you,” he groans.
Shit, hearing my name roll off his tongue with that sexy accent lights up a pleasure part in my brain and I want to moan louder and tell him to fuck me, but I hold my course. I want him as desperate as I’m about to be.
I lean down, devouring his lips, and then nibbling my way over to his ear, leaving a wet trail along his cheek. I whisper, “Not yet,” letting my breath tickle the sensitive hairs, and he shivers when I tug gently on his earlobe with my lips.
My mouth on his ear seems to trigger something in Nick and before I know it, he’s rolled me over onto my back, his groin pressed against my core, while he pins my wrists above my head with one hand.
I quiver in anticipation as he skims down the length of my body with his other hand, tickling me and producing goosebumps when he hits the most sensitive part on my side, right above my hips.
“Now it’s my turn,” he growls at me, and he uses his free hand to guide his cock into my wet cave.
“Ooooh, yes,” I whimper as he stretches and fills me, pinging every nerve ending. I arch against him, trying to push him in as far as he can go. Nick fucks me as if we have all the time in the world, long, deep strokes that have me gasping every time he pulls out before pressing back in.
Normally I’m a very vocal lover and enjoy telling a guy exactly what to do to me and how I like it, but with Nick I’m not capable of forming a complete sentence.
His methodical thrusts are more than I can take and the tip of his thick, wonderful cock hits a magical spot deep inside me with every inward lunge.
All I can do is writhe underneath him, moaning and chanting, “Oh, my god,” as ripples of delight consume me.
I’m in a daze and it takes a moment for me to realize Nick stopped moving, though he’s still inside me.
“Noelle, look at me,” he demands.
I’m almost lost in the ecstasy and I struggle to focus, but I’m finally able to meet his gaze. Since he’s not moving, I shift underneath him, gyrating my hips so I’m the one producing the amazing tingle deep in my pussy. He lets me have my fun for a few moments and then withdraws fully.
I cry out with a “Hey!” not liking the empty feeling of not having his thick shaft inside me. I’m breathing hard, helpless underneath him, and desperate for his cock.
He secures my wrists more firmly underneath his hand and demands, “Tell me you want it hard.”
The room spins and I blink in confusion. “What?”
He patiently explains again in that fabulous accent. “Tell me to fuck you hard.”
His words overwhelm me and I frantically buck my hips up towards him. Slow was wonderful, but as soon as he offers to fuck me hard, I crave it. I want it as rough as he can give it to me.
“Oh, God, Nick. Fuck me. Fuck me hard,” I pant out. The longer he pauses, the more I ache for him, and I glory in the wanton, slutty side of me he brought out.
“I don’t know if you want it enough.”
I push up against him, abandoning any last shred of decorum.
Gasping out, I beg. “Please, Nick. I need you. Please, god, just fuck me. Do whatever you want to me, as hard as you want. Please?”
With my last ‘please,’ Nick rams his cock straight into me as I scream out, almost orgasming right then, but I don’t tip over the edge.
He drills into me roughly, and each thrust is so hard I’m pushed an inch up the rug.
Electricity spreads from my pussy, racing through my body and my orgasm rips through me.
I scream out as waves of pleasure wash over me, and I convulse underneath him from the force of my climax.
I’m barely aware of his filthy words as he cries, “Oh, god. I’m coming!”
Nick jerks against me with a groan as he explodes, painting the walls of my cave with his warm, sticky seed. He slowly fucks it back up inside me for several strokes, and then slips out of me as he collapses next to me on the rug.
“Umph,” he grunts, as he relaxes and comes down from his high.
I curl against his side, tucking my head through the crick of his arm and laying it on his shoulder. Snuggling close, I snake one arm across his stomach. Sighing out, “God, that was good,” as I relax.
We lie there for a bit, both lost in our thoughts, while he slowly tickles my back and I rub his belly.
Eventually he murmurs, “Shit, you’re amazing.”
I can only hum in agreement, too content to do much else except enjoy the feeling of my pussy full of cum.
As he leans over and kisses my forehead, the clock on the mantel signals the hours out, one bell for each one, and I realize that means my time is up in the Winter Wonderland.
I vaguely remember hearing the clock chime the first hour shortly after Nick started licking my pussy.
It feels like I just got here, and yet my two hours are up.
Nick whispers in my ear, “Best dream ever,” as the room swirls and spins into blackness.