In My Dreams?

In My Dreams?

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Summary

Sonja has erotic dreams of a mysterious man that happens to visit her neighbor.

Summary

Sonja has erotic dreams of a mysterious man that happens to visit her neighbor.

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Submitted: October 14, 2016

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Submitted: October 14, 2016

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I'm walking up the stairs and in the corner of my eye I see him. He's knocking on my neighbors door. The one right next to my apartment. He comes by just after four in the morning every four days. I only know this because I come home from work at that time. And I always seem to look like hammered shit, go figure. I work in one of the busiest restaurants in town and by the time my shift is over I just want to go home. Even if I spruced myself up before I left, I'd still look like crap because I walk home. It's only about six blocks so, whatever.  

Anyways, this man has invaded my dreams for the past month. Such erotic dreams and when I'm about to explode I wake up panting. A month is quite a long time to be erotically lusting over someone I've never really met. I mean, he nods his head and shoots me a grin and the only thing I do is give him a shy smile. What the hell is wrong with me? This man is the epitome of tall, dark, and handsome with mysterious painted all over his hot ass body. Even if my neighbor has dibs on him, doesn’t mean I can't flirt. Right? But for some reason I can never get a word out edgewise. Then again, he never says anything to me either.  

Just as I turn the key to unlock my door my neighbor opens her door for him. I can't help it, I have to glance once more in his direction. Its as if he senses me looking and he turns around, grinning at me. Does he know my thoughts? No. He can't. But that look in his eyes tells a different story.  

"See you later," he says and walks through the doorway. I drop my keys in shock. He just spoke to me. He. Spoke. To. Me. 

My neighbor's door was still open and she pokes her head out grinning at me. All this grinning is making me dizzy. One- she never speaks to me. Two- I don't even know her name and we've been neighbors for two years. Three- well I seem to have forgotten that one, but still one and two are valid. It must be a full moon or something. Halloween is right around the corner and people tend to get a little more eccentric this time of year. I don't know. 

"Sweet dreams, Sonja!" She goes in her apartment and shuts the door. I stand from picking up my keys and run over to the stairwell balcony. No. No full moon. It's not even a half a moon. What the hell is going on? She knows my name? How? I'm going to find out. I walk over to her door and I'm just about to knock on her door when my cell rings. Work. Damn.  

"Hey, what's up? Did I forget something?" I ask Jauphry, the owner. 

" No. Sonja listen. I have to close up. Family emergency. I won't be reopening for three days." 

"Shit. Hope everything is alright," I tell him. 

"Nothing for you to worry about. I got Rachel to open up and Rick to close two out of the three days. Do you think you could pull a double on the third day? I know that would've been your money making day so I figure it would be worth it." 

"Not a problem. I got keys and my own code still, so yeah, that's not a problem at all." 

"Thanks sweetheart. I owe you." Sweetheart? He never calls me pet names. 

"No worries. Just buy me a drink when you get back." Let's see if he takes the bait. 

"Definitely, but dinner comes first." Oh wow. He totally did. Or did I take his bait? "Gotta go, Sonja. Thanks again. Bye." And the line went dead. I'm so confused with this night and I'm too tired for any more shenanigans so I just go to my apartment. 

As soon as I get in, I drop my keys in the bowl on the table and head straight to the bathroom. I turn the shower on and let the water warm up. While waiting, I take off my clothes and look at myself in the mirror. I don't think I'm bad looking, but not grade A model material like my neighbor is. I can see what Mr. Mysterious sees in her. She's beautiful. 

I pat my belly and poke at it. Size twelve isn't fat. I don't have a pudgy belly, but my hips are what bothers me. I was always told I had child bearing hips. Whatever. I turn to look at my ass in the mirror. Not bad. Just enough to get a good grip and maybe a spank or two. 

I turn back to face the mirror and I grab a hold of my boobs. give them a good squeeze. I think my boobs are just right. Not back breaking big and not mosquito tit small. Cup size C is just right. With a shrug of my shoulders, I head for the shower. Oh the shower. Where I become familiar with Mr. Mysterious. I grab my luffa and suds it up real good. I begin to lather my body up, starting at my neck. I move the sudsy luffa in small, circular motions over my shoulders and then down my arms.  

It's not me, it's him, Mr. Mysterious's hands rubbing along my body. Around my breasts and to my nipples. They're hard peaks now. Sensitive. I moan and continue with my fantasy. His hands move down to my belly and all over it they went. His hands move to my ass and give it a squeeze. Down my legs and to my feet. Back up and to my heat. I run the luffa from front to back to front again. It's his hands running along the slit of my heat, dragging a finger just between my lips and then my ass cheeks. Oh God! 

It's time to get serious now. I rinse the luffa off and hang it back up. I reach for the shower head, it happens to be a handheld too, and begin rinse off the suds. I change the setting on the shower head to the massaging function and bring it slowly over my boobs. It's his mouth now, on my boobs, my areolas, and then finally my nipples. Yes! 

Down he goes to where my need grows. Longing for him. Needing him. Wanting him. And he's there. The water hits against my clit in that massaging motion and I grab one boob and squeeze, pull, and tug at the nipple. One massage of my clit, two massage of my clit, and three..... oh yeah! Release. My Mr. Mysterious does not disappoint. I finish up with the shower, hang the shower head back up and turn the water off. 

I dry myself off real good and hang the towel up. I go into my bedroom and turn down my bed. I'm still pretty heated from my shower session so I decide to go to bed naked. I live alone so what does it matter anyways?  

I set my alarm for eleven in the morning and lay down on the bed. I drape the sheet around my waist and turn onto my stomach with my feet outside the sheet. Perfect. Comfortable. Sleepy. Drifting awa.... 

Kisses on my feet and ankles wake me. I'm not scared or even startled. I was lying on my back. One arm bent over my head and the other resting on my stomach. The sheet covered just one leg while the other was bent and my foot touching my leg. My chest and pussy bare, on show for him. Mr. Mysterious. How? What? Really?  

His mouth moves up my leg and his hands remove the sheet all together. His tongue feels like silk moving with his mouth. Light caresses and feathery kisses. His hands reach up and pull on my hardened nipples.  

"You taste sinful, Sonja. I need more." And he takes more. He moves up to where my kitty is purring for him. So wet. Wanting. Hungry. He licks the outside lips and then... then he dips in just a touch between the folds.  

"Yes! Oh God yes! More!" I basically scream for it. Desperate for more, I reach down and grab his hair, pushing my body to his mouth. I feel a vibration and hear a little chuckle coming from him. That vibration felt wonderful. Yes!  

"I'm gonna come. Fuck! I'm... gonna... come," I'm really screaming now. He pulls back and immediately I feel empty and sad he stopped. 

"Don't worry, I'm going back for more." He looks up and smiles at me. "I just want you to scream out Lilu when you're coming, darling. Can you do this for me?" His fingers have found my pussy and begin to slide in and out slowly waiting for my reply. Fuck! This feels to good to be true. 

Moaning and panting and groaning, I manage to respond in short breathy voice, "Yes. Yes, Lilu. Yes!" Is this his name? An odd name for a man, but in a way it suits him. It almost sounds familiar, though. Well, no time to worry about it right now. More pressing matters at hand. Speaking of pressing.... I grab his hair again and shove my pussy into his face.  

His fingers continue their tour of my dripping wet pussy while his tongue plays Whack a Mole with my clit. Tongue. Fingers. Tongue. Fingers. I'm going wildly crazy here. Bucking off the bed, it’s time. I scream. I fucking scream out his name. 

"LLLLIIIILLLLUUUU! LLLLIIIILLLLUUUU!" He doesn't stop. Whack. Flick. Finger. Fuck! And then he's gone. Not gone gone, his face just isn't between my legs and his fingers were removed. No matter, the post-orgasm is fantastic too. Believe it or not. He just became Mr. Oh-My-Fucking-God-Mysterious! I've never been eaten like that before. So... so... hell, I don't know. 

He slides up my body, hands touching and probing everywhere. Pussy, ass, bellybutton. My sheets are wet, I came so hard. Oh God, I came hard. However, he's not quite done is he? His lips kiss my skin. They burn like fire. So delicious. His hands are searing into my skin as well. I've never felt this before. What is he doing to me? Finally I speak. 

 "Is that your name? Lilu?" His lips are at the corner of mine. I lick my lips and my tongue grazes along his. He tastes like milk chocolate and peanut butter. My favorite. Yum! 

"In a round-about-way." He takes my lips and devours them before I could respond. His tongue forcing it's way between my lips and crashing against my tongue. I hear his voice, but that can't be. His mouth is on mine, his tongue dancing with mine so no words were spoken out loud. But still, I hear him. His words are like a blanket covering me. A whisper. A tender caress. 

Sweet. Beautiful. Let me in.  

More beautiful than anyone before.  

Take me in. All of me. Let me feel you.  

Gorgeous. Tasteful. I need to feed from you.  

My hunger is your hunger. Flesh upon flesh. 

"Yes." I open my legs wider and he enters, slowly sliding in. "Yes!" He feels so good. So good. I wrap myself around him, locking my ankles at his back. My pussy gripping him with every thrust he makes inside me. "Yes! Lilu! Yes!" I hold him tight against my body, sharing my warmth, my sex, my dreams of him from before. He knew. I can tell, he knew.  

Just then, I looked into his eyes and they turned red like fire. Glowing, burning with flames. What is this? What is he? Lilu? I know this word. Latin. It's not a name, but a... no it can't be. He thrusts harder and faster as if he knows what I'm thinking. My questions rolling around in my head. They don't take away from the pleasure. It's like they're adding to it. 

One hand found it's way between our bodies, to the spot where they joined and he touches my clit. Presses it and rolls it. And then I couldn't think. I gasped. My hips rolling. I could see through the flames of red in his eyes. He wants me. Wants this with me. He needs my arousal to sate his hunger. He's a... an... an Incubus.  

"Christ, no!" I cry out. My hands clawed the bedding, but this Incubus wasn't through with me. My body explodes, writhering against him. Waves of my pleasure feeding his hunger. His eyes grew darker and brighter at the same time. Thrusting. Grinding. Yes!  

"Take me in. Feel me." I can feel him twitching inside me, growing harder with every thrust. My pussy milking him and I pur and scream and come and come and come. He thrust four more hard times and I could feel his cum bathing my channel in creamy, delicious, heat. Yes! No! Yes! 

"LLIILLUUUU!" I can't help it. I love this. The feeling of this man, no, Incubus. "YYEEESSSS!" 

He continues to rock against me for moments afterwards and then slows to a stop. He groans softly in my ear. He lifts his head and sighs. His gaze, so dark and intense, holds mine with the flames. I feel so drained, so weak , sleepy. 

"Close your eyes. Sleep." His voice was a whisper and I drag in a shaky breath. He touched me, deep inside like no one before. I was drawn to him. "Don't fight it. Let go." 

"I need to know, Incubus. Wh-" He cut me off. 

"But you do know. You know exactly what and why." His nostrils flare and a grin curves his lips. "You taste different than the others. More sweet and potent." I could feel him slide out of me. I'm so empty now. "Don't worry, Sonja. I'm not done with you yet. Now that your dreams have opened the door, I'll be back for more. So much more." 

I hear music and it's getting brighter in my room. The music is getting louder and louder, it's becoming obnoxious. I close my eyes and turn my head. When I open my eyes again he's gone. The music is coming from my alarm clock. It's eleven in the morning. I reach over and hit the off button on the alarm and then flop down on the bed.  

"It was a dream. Another goddamn dream." I say out loud. 

I get up from my bed and make my way to the bathroom. I turn the sink faucet on and splash water on my face. When I look up in the mirror I'm startled by my reflection. My eyes are glowing with blue flames.  

"Incubus!" 

  

    

 

 

  


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