Dreams

God I need a good fuck!  For someone who loves sex so much; I have been living without it for so long.  Every night I dream about some man who gives me what I want.  There is no face and it is not any body I know.  But he gives me what I want.
Some nights h will lay down with me and caress my body.  Using his tongue to explore all areas.  His hand will gently massage my pussy, until i am begging him to fuck me.  He would finally let me have what I want, but he would take his time.  Letting me enjoy every second of felling our bodies so close together.  He would kiss my neck and run his hand through my hair.  Such sweet romantic sex. 
Other nights he will approach me and push me against the wall.  His kisses so hungry he could be a vampire.  Ripping our clothes off as we make our way to the bed.  There he will give me the hardcore sex I have ben wanting.  Driving his cock deep in me.  Spanking my ass and pulling my hair.  He leaves me so out of breath.
Well for now I will have my dreams and my vibrator.  And someday I will find that man.  Then finally have a face to picture in my dreams.

Costume affair

“Ah, come on!  Move it!  Get him, get him!  Ahh, no!  Hey babe, can you grab me another beer?”

                “Seriously?” Sara looked at her boyfriend, who in return, never took his eyes off the big screen.

                “Yeah, thanks babe.”

                “Ugh!”  When Sara had told her boyfriend, Jake that she had wanted to go to a Halloween costume party; this was not what she had in mind.  Since she had moved in with Jake a month ago, he had done nothing but spend time with the t.v. and his shooting games.  Now they were at a rockin costume party, and where was Jake.  You guessed it.  In front of the t.v. shooting at things with all the other drones.

                Sara turned down the hallway and headed towards the kitchen.  An antique mirror hung on the side of the wall.  She brushed a golden lock of hair out of her face.  She had taken extra care to prepare for this party; hoping Jake would notice.  Days ago she found a slutty little red riding hood costume.  The costume was so tight that her large breasts were pushing out the top and her ass barely hid under the skirt.  To complete the outfit, she also picked up a pair of black fish net stockings.

                These were not any ordinary set of stockings.  They were also crotch less.  Sara sighed.  What was the point?  As long as there was a t.v. here, she wasn’t going to get any action.

                Something moving at the end of the hallway grabbed her attention.  It was too dark to tell, but it was definitely a man.  She could feel his eyes starring right into her.  Then just as fast as he appeared, he was gone.

                “Creepy.” Sara thought to herself.

                The kitchen was crowded full of drunk costumed people.  Sara pushed her way to the fridge.  She held her skirt down as she reached into the fridge to grab a beer.  And then she felt it.  A chill, but not the one coming from the cold fridge.  The chill of those eyes that were watching her in the hallway.

                Sara quickly scanned the kitchen and found the eyes from before.  They were on a man wearing a black Zorro costume standing next to the kitchen door.  Zorro was hot.  Jet black hair, tanned perfectly, and muscles galore.  Sara was a sucker for muscles.

                For a moment Sara thought she saw him give her a wink.  Then he slid out the door into the cool night.  Sara stood there for a moment and then rushed back to the living room.

                “Here’s your beer.  I’m going outside for some fresh air.”

                “Mmkay.  Have fun.  Jake didn’t budge except to grab his beer from her.

                Sara made her way back to the kitchen and out the door.  She looked around, but there was no sign of her Zorro man.  Maybe she had just imagined him.  After all she had been extremely sexually frustrated lately.

                “Hey Sara!  Come join us.”  She turned to see that a small group of people had turned the porch into a dance floor.  “Living Dead Girl” by White Zombie was blaring loudly.  Looked like a great way to take her mind off of things.  She must have been dancing for an hour when she felt a pair of hands on her swirling hips.

                Reaching behind her, Sara felt a tight pair of leather pants.  They were so tight against his leg muscles.  Sara knew it was her Zorro man.

                Sara could fell his dick against her ass as they grinded on the dance floor.  His hands traveled up her body to her breasts and then back down.  They made their way up her skirt to where the crotch less stockings was exposed.

                “Hmm.  Nice.  This should make things easy.”  He whispered into her ear.  “Wait ten minutes and then meet me at the side of the house.

                Sara held her breath as he said those words.  Could she really do this?  Could she really fuck a stranger at a costume party?  The tingling in her already wet pussy told her that she could.  Sara waited fifteen minutes to play it sake.  When she walked around the dark corner of the house, she could see his silhouette leaning against the wall.  The red glow of a cigarette came from his lips.

                As she strode up, the sexy Zorro flicked his cigarette onto the ground.  “Didn’t think you would show.” 

                Before Sara could answer, he had pulled her in for a deep kiss.  Sara melted in his grasp and let her hands start to explore his body.  He grabbed her hair and tilted her head sideways, exposing her bare neck.  He leaned in to take a bite and Sara let out a small moan of pleasure.  Her hands moved inside his shirt and lifted it off him.  His abs was rock solid.  “He is so hot.” Sara thought to herself.

                Zorro lifted her ever so slightly and pushed her up against the side of the house.  His kissing was more eager now.  More forceful.  He grabbed her tits and forced them out of her costume.  Her breathing was erratic as he sucked on her nipples.  Grinding up against her, she could fell his dick ready to escape his pants.

                She wiggled her way down and let the monster out of its cage.  His dick was huge.  She was getting more turned on just seeing it.  She eagerly took it into her mouth.  As Sara sucked on his massive dick, she could fell his legs start to shake.  He grabbed her by the back of her head and started fucking her mouth.  Thrusting his dick in tell it hit the back of her throat.

                “OH,” he moaned, “You like that sugar?  Huh, you want more of it?  Want me to come in your mouth?”

                Sara grabbed his ass and pulled him in deeper.  Wanting every drop of that juicy cum.

                “Oh god yeah.  Here I go sugar.”  Soon Sara’s mouth was filled with the delicious cum.

                Without missing a beat, Sara was once again lifted up and pushed against the wall.  This time face first.  Zorro’s hands wandered up her skirt and she felt his dick thrust into her.  She was so wet that it slid in so easily.  Her breathing was so heavy.  She wanted to let out a moan, but was trying to keep quiet and hidden.

                “You like that sugar?”

                “Oh yes.”

                “You want more?”

                “Hmm yes.”

                “Let me hear you beg for it.”

                “Oh please give me more.  Fuck me with your large cock.  Fuck me hard.”

                Zorro took his que and began ramming her harder.  Sara was cumming so hard.  She reached up to cover her mouth as to not scream.

                “No no sugar.  I want to hear you cum for me.”

                Sara shooked her head, she did not want to get caught.

                “No one will hear you.”  He slowed down his thrusting. “The music is too loud.”  Sara could hear it and knew that to be true.  “So now cum for me!”  He started fucking again, this time harder than before.  Sara let herself go.  She let out a scream of pleasure.  Gasping for air between each scream.

                “That’s a girl.”

                Sara’s body was shaking.  The pleasure was more than she had experienced in a long time.  She could feel his body tense as he was getting close.  A moment later and he was moaning loudly.  One last thrust and she knew that he was done.

                Both of them shaking, they stayed there for a moment before pulling themselves apart.  Sara started to straighten her costume as he pulled up his pants.  A soft kiss and a “later sugar” was the end of her rendezvous.

                Sara walked quietly back into the living as to not draw attention to herself.  None of the guys probably would of noticed.  They were still glued to the t.v.  She sat next to Jake and laid back into the couch.

                It must have been more than thirty minutes before he noticed her.  “Oh hey babe.  Did you have fun?”

                “Yes.”

                “Cool.”  Jake turned his attention to the other side of the room.  “Hey Danny.  It’s about time you showed up.”

                Sara followed Jake’s gaze and sat up straight in her seat.  Entering the living room was her Zorro man.  “You know him?” Sara chocked.

                “Yeah he is my cousin.  Danny this is my girlfriend, Sara.”

                “I didn’t know you had a cousin.” Sara whimpered.

                Danny slowly walked up to Sara and all she could picture was his naked body.  “Nice to meet you Sara.”  He snapped back into the real world.  “Well now that you know sugar.  I’m sure we will have plenty of time to get to know each other.”

                Sara looked nervously at Jake to see if he was suspicious of anything, but he was already back into his game.  She looked back at Danny who gave her a sly smile and wink.  Sara had the feeling some excitement was finally going to come back into her life.