Dream 8




The door of my motel room opened slowly to reveal the woman of my dreams: you. You wore a tight-fitting pair of blue jeans and a loose white shirt. I looked closer and saw you were damp. It had just rained.

Closer still I looked, seeing the outlin of a light blue bra. A quarter bulge formed in my pants. I rose slowly out of my chair and you walked lazily to me, swinging your hips seductively while wearing a broad grin. The bulge widened a bit.

You walked into my arms and I began to kiss lovingly at your neck. You moaned and brought your hands to my behind and squeezed affectionately. I began to teethe your neck softly.

You worked your hands into my jeans and squeezed my rear through the fabric of my briefs. I wedged a hand between us and lightly rubbed you through your jeans.

Your hips began to quiver restlessly and you whimpered erotically. I traced my fingers up the front of your jeans and you allowed yourself a short gasp. A series of clicks were heard as I dragged your zipper down, opening your jeans.

I stepped back and bulged further when I saw your crimson panties with the dark, large staind more than obvious. You smiled and shook your hips as you tugged on the jeans. They fell.

You stepped out of them and sauntered to me, my eyes locked on your smoooth thighs and curvacious hips. You began to walk to the bed and I gave you a hard slap on the ass. You jumped and grinned over your shoulder at me. I grinned back, still watching your sexy ass.

You jumped, half-spun in the air, and landed on your back, legs spread very wide. The outline of my thick head was obvious in my pants as it bulged continuously, begging to be set free inside of you.

You pulled your shirt off slowly and your taut nipples looked as if they were about to burst from your bra. A light stain was now evident on my jeans. You tugged your sopping wet panties down to your ankles, your dark mound glistening with thick, hot juices.

You motioned me over to you, and I knew what you had in mind. Both of your hands went between your thighs, plunging a finger of eaech hand inward. You tensed and pumped your fingers in farther. I stripped quickly and sat between your thighs. I leaned forward and unsnapped your bra, leaving it on you but open enough to reveal your firm, large breasts.

I firmly took hold of my erection and stroked rapidly. I cupped my remaining hand around my balls and fondled. Your muscles tightening, you arched your back into the air, making your breats look even larger than they actually were.

I stroked harder. We opened our eyes and became even more aroused at the sight of the other. Harder, faster we worked until finally...a dramatic release of pure ecstasy.

Sticky juices rolled out of you and you revelled in the pleasure as they streamed into your crack. At the same time, a thick, gooey stream of hot white cum sprayed onto your face, neck, breasts, and stomach. We both went limp and I collapsed on top of you. We kissed passionately for a long t