Dream Relationship
Dream Relationship:
an Undisclosed Desires short
Copyright 2014 by Chevoque
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Introduction
Janeka was accepted to do her honours and night after night, she works her ass off. Only two months into the year and she is already feeling the pressure. Conversations with family and friends were still awkward as she had only recently come out as being bisexual. Her new roommate knew, and Janeka liked the idea of having a bi-friend to relate to.
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Carla
His cock drives into my pussy with a force that nearly seems unkind, while my tongue flickers over the girl’s clit that lays splayed open in front of me. My moan vibrates against her labia as the pulsating penis in my sex violently makes me shake while my orgasm rips from the pit of my stomach.
“Ah, fuck!” I shout as my dream breaks into reality. Wet dream apparently, if the arousal seeping from my sex is any indication.
“Are you okay?” Carla asks, rushing into the living room.
“What are you doing here?” I reply groggy, while I keep my head on the couch’s scatter pillow.
“You were passed out when I got back home, so I left you to catch up some sleep. The late-night studies and lab work are clearly not so great for you,” Carla says with a smile and truly concerned eyes, as she takes a seat at the other end of the couch. It appears to be after sunset, and the last thing I remember after returning around noon, was plopping down onto the couch to watch some brain-dead TV.
“Geez, I don’t even remember what I was watching,” I say stretching out, trying not to kick Carla in her seat. She had only been my roomie for two months, but I liked her; she was by far better than my previous few and she was hot as hell.
“I like your dress,” she says as my hips lift from the couch while I stretch.
“Oh, sorry. Habit,” I try excusing my movement.
“I really don’t mind. I’ve never seen anyone enjoying a stretch as much as you did just there. I nearly feel as invigorated as you look.”
I softly chuckle, as I realise how awkward I suddenly feel due to her compliment.
Carla is a Greek goddess when it comes to looks; green-grey eyes and an olive skin tone, paired with dark brown hair that cascades down both shoulders. Looks like that would make any person aroused.
She lightly pulls my dress’s hem as she stares at the embroidery that finishes it off. My chest moves up and down as I try to breathe, almost anticipating her touch on my heated skin. Her knuckles softly graze my thigh, making me catch my breath.
Ah, fuck!
My pussy clenches, the girl from my dream turns into Carla.
“You must have had a wicked nice dream by the sounds you were making?” She drops my dress, and I press my thighs closer together at the memory of it. My cheeks suddenly burn as I recall the images. “Ah, I see. It must have been pretty steamy from what your face is telling. Come on, share.”
“I’d rather not,” I admit.
“I’ll tell you one of mine?” Her smile is too eager and my pussy clenches again as a wave of desire washes over me.
“Obviously, it was sexually related… and it was a threesome.” I am going to set the house on fire if my cheeks burn any warmer.
“Two guys? Two girls? Or mix-and-match?” Carla easily asks. As bisexual, it was always hard to admit anything. People thought you were going through a phase or that your head was screwed on incorrectly. But, with her it was easy.
“Man and woman.”
“Come on. Spill the beans!” Carla softly giggles, as what I know is excitement crosses her expression.
“I can’t.” I blush even more. Carla places her hand on my thigh where my dress ends. My heart feels like it might jump out of my ribcage, if her hand moves higher. “Carla, I don’t think–”
“You’re right, Janeka. You shouldn’t think, show me.”
I shake my head as her hand glides higher up my thigh and the anticipation builds. My heavy breathing becomes audibly clear.
“I know you like me and I find you extremely attractive. You always blow my mind in your dresses, but I crave to see what lies beneath them.”
I gasp loudly at the sweet promise in her tone. Is this real? Are we seriously doing this?
“Carla, I–”
“Hush, hush!” Carla indicates me to keep quiet and her hand slides up my thigh as she takes a deep breath. “Your dream was definitely one for the books. Let me find out how much you liked it.”
I can’t protest against her offer, as my sexual need devours my common-sense. I have imagined running my tongue trough her cleft or how she would suck on my clit. Fuck, another wave. My hips press deeper into the couch due to my memories.
Carla rips her hand from my thigh and then she straddles me. Teasingly, she slowly rolls her hips, then she leans forward to kiss me. Her mouth tastes of strawberries and I groan as my hips instinctively buck into hers.
My tongue darts into her mouth as I reach my hands around her waist. Her perky breasts press into my chest, causing my arousal to tip the scales of ordinary. Our tongues slide over and under each other’s, as we subtly imitate how we want to lick and suck one another. Nipping my lip, Carla sweetly smiles against my mouth, before she moves her face to the crook of my neck.
Long, delicate fingers undo the buttons that march down the front of my waist-dress. Top to bottom, about twenty buttons, seems to be a waste, as she easily undoes them. I yearn to feel Carla’s mouth on me or to have mine on her.
She pulls the fabric away from my body, as if unwrapping a delicate present. First, the one side and then the other. Pulling away from me, I whimper as she sits on top of me, looking like an innocent devil. Dimples fill their crevices as her lips tug at the corners.
“What?” I ask, as she stares down at my breasts, heaving with need.
“I like this more than the dresses.” Her hands slide up my stomach and over my breasts. Soft, delicate hands winding me up the way only a woman’s touch could. I feel the need to taste the strawberries again, so I pull her by the arms back onto my mouth. A soft giggle of delight crosses her lips, before her tongue strokes mine. Needy whimpers move to and from our connected mouths and Carla’s hands softly squeeze my breasts.
Breaking the seductive dance of our tongues, she trails kisses down the valley of my breasts to my navel. Teasing eyes stare into mine, as her tongue comes out and she licks the path back up. Shifting away the lace cup of my bra, she traces the outline of my areola then she sucks hard onto my nipple. A gasp of abandoned pleasure flows from my body and I pull her closer. Her tongue does suggestive dances along my lips and with a promise, she looks into my eyes.
“Let my mouth fuck you,” she says in a seductive tone that felt like home. My insides flip and my breathing hitches. “I take it you accept the request.” I only nod my head, too horny to articulate, comprehend or think.
Carla stokes her tongue over my lower lip, bites it, and then sucks on the throbbing flesh. Her body slides down mine and she sucks on my nipples in turn, making both yearn for more–along with the rest of my body. Her tongue drags across my breastbone and navel, before her hands wastes no time in ripping away my thong. “Mhmm,” she hums in approval. Her tongue moves to my hipbone, first left then right and then over my mound. My trimmed curls are slightly tugged as her tongue moves over my mound. Her tongue finds the dip between the hairs and sinks into my crevice, immediately finding my clit.
“Ah, fuck!” I fervently yelp. Carla’s eyes shoot open and they are stormy with lust. My breathing hitches as her tongue drags lower to the opening of my cunt. Her tongue dives straight in. I whimper at the delicate lapping, but before I’m allowed to take in the full bliss of her expert tongue, she licks through my crevice, parting my lips and finding my clit once more.
One hard suck on the nubbin has my hips buckling towards her eager mouth and her spreading fingers delve into my pussy. I gasp for breath as my sex becomes spread for her to take. Her tongue pushes in between her two fingers and I stare at her, lost in pleasure.
Eyes closed and mouth open, she was exactly as I had wanted her between my legs. She pulls her tongue out and over my clit, making small rotations before her teeth softly nips on the pearl. My body shakes as I feel the strongest orgasm imaginable ripping at my core.
“Harder,” I beg her, “Nip, suck and fuck me harder!” A heartbeat passes and then her teeth bite harder, her spreading fingers delve deeper and her smile widens.
I lock my eyes with hers, but her hands move. I want to protest, but they move to my buttocks, spreading my behind. Wanton lust runs through my veins, and I lift my hips up from the couch, to turn onto my stomach.
Carla’s smile consumes her face as my leg moves over her head. Flat on my stomach, I undo my bra’s clip and remove it before I feel Carla’s hand massaging my buttocks.
“I love your tight pussy, but I bet this little hole has quite some exploring left to be done,” her voice is seductive, sweet, and oh-so-sexy. She spreads my cheeks apart and I wait for a comment, but her tongue already sweeps over my pucker.
“Fuck that feels amazing!”
Her tongue sweeps up to my natal cleft then back down to the sensitive sphincter. Making circles around the hole, her fingers delve deep into my sex, making my head spin as she finds my sweet spot. In a knee jerk reaction, my hips rise higher, and I feel her move her fingers into me, as deeply as she can.
Her tongue slobbers my hole with a purpose, but my orgasm is already rippling inside. My pussy clenches and Carla’s tongue moves away just as her thumb pushes into my sphincter. Soft, slow pumps have my body shaking and I violently come. My body falls back onto the couch and Carla trails kisses up my spine.
“I can’t wait to fuck that sweet ass properly one day,” she whispers in my ear, then leaves me heaving on the couch.
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Nathan
Libraries have dark corners for a reason, right? Why does the Botany section have to be in the most lit area, right next to the seating area?
It’s awkward and my mind keeps drifting to this afternoon, when Carla’s mouth and hands fucked me into oblivion. Focus! Geez, you’re wet with memory already, find that stupid article from 19... When was it? Right, 1976. They should upload this shit to the internet. I take the fifth makeshift book to the table I was seated at, to scroll through the articles. My mentor said it wasn’t necessary to find the actual article, but there was something nice about working in the library.
My head throbs from all the reading, so I take a swig of water and notice the hot guy staring at me a few tables away. Sun-kissed skin, blue eyes and blond hair. His appearance has my insides tumbling. I put my bottle down and continue reading. The section is slowly clearing, as the library starts to close for the evening.
Nothing again. I slam the book shut and sit back. I look up and search for the sexy guy. He’s gone and I’m slightly bereft. I get up and take the book back to its place, but I feel like exploring. Pushing the book back into its slot, I catch the hot guy staring at me from the other side.
A shy smile crosses my face, and I feel like a cliché-chick-flick-scene just played out. It is perfect; the library is a ghost town, so I wander around. The hot guy comes around the bookcase and it seems as if he is following me.
“Late night research?” His voice comes alive behind me, as he trails along about five metres away.
“I guess you could say so,” I say, excited, as I take on a new aisle.
“I’m Nathan by the way.”
“Janeka,” I say, as he walks on the other side of the bookcase. I try moving to the back of the room, where there is a dark corner–where the light had been broken since my first year. “Are you stalking me?”
“Nope, merely looking around. Seems we’re headed for the same direction.”
Fucking cheese ball. I smile and walk past the table into the dark corner and turn to face him. Sexual tension is rolling off him as he walks into the dark corner, searching for my eyes, as I lean against the bookcase.
“Is it fun looking around?”
“Only if you find unique stuff.” He stops, centimetres away from me then leans forward, resting his hands on the bookcase next to my face. I bite onto my lip, awaiting him to make a move. “And...” He pauses, looking into my faintly lit eyes and smirking before he leans forward and whispers in my ear. “The best part is when you find something so special, you just want to touch it.”
Convinced, greedy and horny, I lock my lips with his and he presses me into the bookcase. His one hand comes to my face, cupping it while the other pulls my dress up. An unexpected gasp leaves me as Nathan’s hand cups my sex over my panties.
Fuck, I should have worn a thong.
Suddenly, both hands are on my ass and my panties are ripped down. My fingers tug at his jeans’ fly, fighting and clawing, I pull it away with his briefs.
Pulling on his cock only twice, he is already hard enough to take me. His body pushes harder against mine and I gasp at his eagerness. With a swift move, Nathan lifts me up and I throw my legs around his hips.
My hand finds his penis and I push it deep into my pussy. His tongue darts into my mouth as his cock reflects the motion. With both my hands on his shoulders, he plunges into my drenched sex with an alacrity that spreads to my core. I want to scream out the pleasure, but Nathan’s tongue sweeps over mine and then he sucks it deep into his mouth.
I play my tongue around in his mouth then break the kiss. His mouth finds my neck, where he sucks on the flesh and my head reels with ecstasy.
His cock is still pushing into me and my pussy hugs his length with each stroke. I feel a soft pulsation inside and the idea that he is close to coming makes me even wetter. He easily slides in and out of me, and the sensation makes me moan. My pussy violently clenches as he shoots his cum into me. I come undone with him as my legs draw him deeper and my sex milks him completely.
Turning us both, he lays me down on the table. He leans on me for only a moment then his body shifts and he frees himself. I wince slightly at the loss of pressure in my sex. He throws my panties on my stomach, smirks, then leaves as his semen still drips from me.
“I told you touching is fun!” I hear his word echo through the library as I lay heaving on the table. Wow! That was a-fucking-mazing! I jump into my panties and try to avoid slipping in the small pool of cum. Giggling at my indiscretion, I leave the dark corner.
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Solo or...?
Long, cold showers only work on guys, of that I’m certain, while the water splashes on my back, after my library run. I get out of the shower with only my cotton robe as I head into the kitchen for a bottle of water. I hear Carla’s sweet laughter and a sexy voice of a guy. I pop my head into the living room, quickly say hallo and head for my room.
Leaving the door open, I plop down onto my bed and put on the stereo. Carla steps into my room and behind her, Nathan trails in. Both carrying expressions that are perfect Kodak moments, which I never want to forget.
“Janeka, you know Nathan, my boyfriend,” I grin at them both as I move my legs side-to-side and bite onto my lip as both my memories with them plays in my mind. “We wanted to try something... And we were wondering if you’d be game.”
“Sure, what is it?” I try saying as impassive as possible.
Nathan smirks as he stares at my slightly exposed legs.
“Well, what happened on the couch between you and I was really hot and I told Nathan about it. And well... I’d like to make your dream come true.”
My breathing hitches and I run my tongue over my lower lip.
“That seems like a definite yes,” Nathan says, almost too enthusiastic. Both beam at me, as I lay lifeless on my back, trying not to show my excitement.
“How do we do this?” I ask, trying to play the innocent.
“I want to see Nathan fuck your pussy while you eat mine.”
My mind blacks out for a moment as the words set in and wets my sex. “Sure thing,” I clear my throat. “Whatever you guys want.”
Nathan steps closer and pulls off his T-shirt and my eyes are blessed with a six pack, pecs and V-line that makes me squirm. I sit upright as Carla’s shorts find the floor, along with her thong, and then her tank follows. Donning no bra, Carla’s breasts stand up pertly, but Nathan’s eyes are keeping my gaze.
I undo the tie at the front of my robe and stand up, to let it fall to the ground. Carla stalks closer and her hands envelop my face then her mouth leans into mine. I stare at Nathan kicking off his Converse, then shrug out of his jeans and briefs.
Carla’s tongue tangles with mine, seducing me into yet another stupor as her hands massage my buttocks. My pussy’s wetness grow as Carla’s fingers softly falls in between the cleft and I close my eyes as I get lost in the seduction. My hands grab her hips, then another pair of hands, envelops mine. Slightly rougher, more anxious hands follow my hand’s motions.
Nathan softly strokes a finger over my fingers then his hands dart forward, cupping Carla’s breasts and grazing mine with the back of his. Carla and I whimper in synchronicity at the feeling. My mouth moves away from Carla’s and I kiss Nathan’s. His tongue sweeps over my lip, then he nips it, making me push harder against Carla, whose mouth was lapping at my neck.
I break all the connections and Carla takes the cue to crawl onto the bed, swaying her sexy cunt as she moves. Flipping onto her back she is spread out and smiling like a little devious devil. I shoot Nathan a quick look and follow Carla’s crawl onto the bed on all fours.
Reaching her thighs, I drag my tongue up to her hipbones and her breathing increases as Nathan’s hisses. I take a nipple into my mouth and suck it until it peaks, then do the same with the other. Her hands grab my hair and pull me closer to her body, while I look into her blazing eyes.
I trail kisses down the curve of her stomach and reach her bare mound. Nathan’s hand runs down my spine and I shiver with anticipation to feel him inside me again. I lay a few kisses down Carla’s slit and she squirms beneath my mouth.
On cue, as my tongue slides pass Carla’s folds, Nathan pushes into my pussy. All three of us catch a breath before any movements continue. I lap at Carla’s clit, while she kneads her breasts, and Nathan slowly pounds into my sex.
“Loving the view,” Nathan says, and my lips curl up as I smile at Carla.
“You’re always so fucking cheesy. Now fuck Janeka’s sweet little cunt,” Carla snaps and I push two fingers deep into her waiting pussy. “Ah, that’s good. More,” Carla was a sexual deviant, but that’s why I loved her. Nathan’s cock pushes past all my needy bits and I feel like I’m already coming.
I suck hard on Carla’s clit and add another finger into her pussy. I hear a mouth-popping sound and then Nathan’s finger traces my tight hole, before he pushes it in with no warning. A loud gasp escapes onto Carla’s clenching cunt and she wiggles beneath me once more. Nathan drives his cock into me with a pace to keep himself from coming too soon, but Carla’s pussy is close to its peak. I exchange a look with her that shows my need, and she bides my request.
“Fuck her harder, Nathan!”
His laughter rumbles to life and he instantly picks up his pace. He drives deeper into my greedy cunt, while his finger pumps away at my ass. Carla smiles that sweet, but devilish smile, then throws her head back as her orgasm starts pushing her over the edge.
I whimper against her clit as I feel my own climax drawing near with each pound. Carla’s fingers are so meshed up in my hair that when she comes, the yanks push the pain into pleasure, and me into orgasm.
Nathan’s pace immediately picks up to find his own release when he sees we both found ours. My sex clenches around him, trying to help him find that sweet moment of ecstasy, as I lay my head down on Carla’s hip and lick my fingers clean. The gesture sends him into rapture as he comes in me with short gushes of warm fluid that fill me to the brim.
“I fucking love you,” he says with one last drawing thrust, then kisses my spine sweetly.
“You too, babe.” I mindlessly say and then kiss Carla’s hip, “That includes you, my sexy girlfriend.” Carla lifts her head and that sweet smile that feigns innocents, sparks her face to life.
“Happy birthday. I’d like to think you enjoyed my part the most.”
“No way,” Nathan quickly says. “I gave her a cliché-library-fuck. My part was by far the best.” Their faux challenge warms my heart, and Nathan lays another kiss on my spine. “Happy birthday, baby.” He pulls out of me, uses my robe to catch his cum and I crawl up to Carla’s side to kiss her.
“Thanks,” we kiss a while, then Nathan lies on my other side. “You too, stud.” I kiss Nathan and we all mindlessly stare at the ceiling. “I hope there’s more... I’m not even spent.” Bodies shift and before long, my boyfriend and girlfriend give me a few more birthday fucks.
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Happy endings
It’s amazing what one person’s encouragement can bring into your life. Now, four months down that road, I have a better life than I would have ever expected. I’m in a relationship with a guy who, up until three months ago, was the only person who knew I was bisexual. We created a life together for over two years, and then we were blessed with a shared girlfriend, who is kinky as hell. Having a hot boyfriend and girlfriend, all in one, where we share each other and it’s all out of love, truly is a Dream Relationship.
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About Chevoque
I am a South African writer, who aspires to bring my fantasies to other people who enjoy smut just as much as I do. I started writing for fun, but after a few years, I finally discovered Smashwords, which gave me the opportunity to share my Undisclosed Desires. If you want to connect with me, discover more or even have some questions, please go to: http://chevoque.wix.com/chevoque
