Chapter 5 - Noelle
As soon as I bit into the piece of chicken, I knew something was wrong. It didn’t smell like chicken and that should have tipped me off, but I’m hungry and not paying attention. I chew on the waxy piece twice before spitting it out and tossing the whole thing out into the grass.
“Ewwww, what the fuck?”
Nick’s eyes gleam with amusement and I can tell I won’t get any sympathy from him. I’m about ready to swat at him with the piece of chicken when he says, “I bit into an apple. It wasn’t good.”
My stomach growls and I want to complain.
Dammit, I really want some food. Giving Nick the side eye, I consider my options.
By my calculations, we have only a little over an hour left.
I can hold out without food that long—or maybe he’ll give me something to fill my tummy until I wake up from this horny dream?
Reoccurring dreams are the best because I already know Nick and I’m quickly losing my inhibitions. I move to stand in front of him, drop to my knees gracefully, and tip my head up with an eager expression.
“Do you have any milk for this kitten?” I end the question with an adorable meow and tilt my head at him.
Nick sucks in his breath and I can tell he wasn’t expecting me to be so forward.
But really, what the hell does it matter what I do in a dream world?
It’s not like there is some real Nick who is going to wander around thinking I’m a dirty slut because I just got on my knees and pretended to be a kitten asking to suck him off for his milky cum.
I can do whatever the fuck I want here, and I plan to.
Nick fumbles with the belt on his jeans and I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a man get his dick out so fast. His cock is thick and pulsating as it wags in front of my face.
Gripping the base with both hands, I slowly stroke him, leaving the tip inches from my mouth.
I could easily reach my tongue out and lick him softly, but I hold back.
I want him needy and on the verge of begging before he gets my mouth.
Cupping his balls with one hand, I gently massage them while making long strokes up and down his shaft with the other hand.
He keeps his hands hanging down to his sides and rocks his hips, bringing his cock closer and closer to my mouth.
When he closes his eyes, lost in the sensation of my hands working him over, I can’t resist the tip the next time his cock thrusts close to my mouth.
I snake my tongue out and give it a quick lick, and I’m rewarded with a gasp.
I glance up at him and his eyes are open and he’s staring at me with a dazed expression.
Oh, someone is very horny now. My body responds to his need, and a gush of wetness leaks from my pussy.
My panties are so wet, my inner thighs are slick with my desire.
I want to rip off all my clothes right now, and my nipples ache to be sucked. But I want to taste him first.
When his cock, once again, is close to my lips, I part them and engulf the head. His thrusting stops as he groans, “God, your mouth is amazing. I’ve been dreaming about your perfect lips for weeks.”
The unexpected praise about my mouth gives me a soft zing of pleasure. I’ve been told I have sexy lips, and in the past it wasn’t beneath me to suck on lollipops when I knew my boyfriend was watching. It usually got me the face fucking I wanted, and it seems the trick might work on Nick as well.
His hips jerk and his buttocks flex while I clamp my lips around just the tip of him, licking and sucking vigorously.
Both his hands move to my head and he entwines his fingers into my long brown hair.
I love it when a guy takes control, and I’m not sure he even realizes he’s doing it.
He presses against my head, forcing me to take him in deeper with every thrust.
I wiggle my hips, trying to ease the ache between my legs, but any movement just makes it worse. Dropping my hands from the base of his cock and balls, I slide them both between my thighs and shove the flimsy fabric of my panties aside so I can attack my pussy and clit while Nick face fucks me.
I can tell he’s restraining himself and holding back from plowing into my mouth, and while I would appreciate the restraint in real life, in my dream land he can fuck my face as hard as he wants.
I can’t really tell him that with a mouth full of his cock, so I just moan around him while I rub circles into my clit.
My fingers are slick and I finger myself while imagining how amazing Nick’s thick cock is going to feel stretching me out.
I’m so involved in my fantasy while I suck on him that at first I don’t notice that a small bevy of swans had left the water and were standing close by, watching our every move intently.
Something about the intelligence behind their eyes creeps me out.
Nothing is ever how it seems in this world, and I expect one of them to talk and cheer us on.
I pull back slightly and Nick drops his hands from my head when notices I’m trying to get free. I lean back, look up at Nick, and then tilt my head towards the swans.
“Can we go somewhere a little more private?”
He glances around and laughs. “Uh, I’m not sure that’s possible.”
I study the gazebo for a moment, and decide the lattice sides will have to provide the privacy I need.
The back and sides have slats so someone can see through if they are peeping, but it’s still pretty hidden.
The front has a waist-high railing, but the top half is open so the people sitting inside can look at the pond.
I bend over, unstrap my sandals and kick them aside, and shimmy out of my panties. Nick’s stripping and I pause a moment to appreciate his firm shoulders and arms. A shiver runs down my spine. I want us both naked and pressing together, rubbing and touching whatever we can.
I lift my arms up and peel the dress off over my head, not caring what happens with my hair.
Nick already has his clothes off by the time I’m down to just my bra.
I leave it on and he presses against me, turns me around so I’m facing the water, and pushes me against the railing.
I hold on to the smooth wood and Nick grabs my hips and pushes my top half down even further.
“Spread your legs nice and wide for me.” He commands in a gentle tone.
“Mmm, yes.” I giggle and do as he asks.
I gasp when he fingers me, testing how wet I am and smearing my juices all around my pussy, exploring all my sensitive spots. When he coats my asshole with the moisture, I moan loudly and press back against his hand.
Oooh, god, is he going to fuck my ass?