Yep I can do better

He kissed my lips then worked his way to the nipple that he had ignored. Tenderly he swirled his tongue around the hard nub. He brushed his teeth on it but didn’t bite. Once he was satisfied it was as hard as it could be, he switched nipples. Suckling it he pulled it into his mouth. Stilling suckling, he swirled his tongue and gently nipped it. Moans echoed in my mind, still unable to move or cry out. The groan that came from the magnificent being above me could be the sexist thing I ever heard. My nipple slipped from his perfect mouth when he raised his head to lock those swirling eyes on mine. “Time for the main event.”

He stood up. Looking down at me, he cupped my face again while giving me a teasing smile. Just like before, he shimmered. Now he was naked. Oh dear God. He was naked. Unsurprisingly he had a muscled chest, with defined abs that I had seen before due to his unbuttoned shirt. Now I could see the defined arms that looked like they could scoop me with no problems. My eyes went lower despite my attempts to keep them locked on his. I’m sure he had muscled legs, but my gaze was locked on his manhood. Given its size I prayed it was fully hard. I doubted I had seen one that big outside of p**n. Seeing where my eyes were, he smirked as he stroked it. “Don’t worry baby, it’ll fit.”

Desperately I wanted to shake my head. It had been years since I had sex. There was no way I wouldn’t be too tight for that monster. Smiling he climbed on top of me again. His hands on either side of my head again. Without any warning he plunged inside my slick apparently stretchy hole. My soul body arched against him as he plowed his way in. The force of his thrust into my needy sex drove me crazy. God how did he feel so good. Never breaking eye contact he didn’t stop until the base of his saft was rubbing on my opening.

Fully inserted he paused to give me a moment to adjust to his size. Still peering into my soul, he began to move inside me. Slowly he thrust in and out of me. The slow pace was driving me insane. I wanted it faster. Now that I had adjusted to him, I wanted him to unleash inside me. That sexy as hell smirk floated across his face. Somehow, he knew what I wanted, he kissed me as he started to pump himself faster into my wetness. Pulling his head back, we locked eyes again. With a knowing wink, he slid one hand down my body, not touching anything sensitive. Until it got to the throbbing nub between my legs. His thumb flicked across it. My body arched again.

Eyes still locked; his thumb kept pace with his hips. The euphoria that spread through my body was unrivaled. Lust and admiration filled his eyes. He smiled so adoringly at me; I couldn’t stop the almost violent orgasm that ripped through me. My scream was so intense, I heard a squeak escape my paralyzed body. As I panted with my eyes closed, I felt his body jerking over mine. I heard that sexy chuckle again. My eyes flew open when I felt his warm forehead on mine. For a moment we just laid there our bodies still one. When I opened my eyes, he was looking into them. “Goodbye Beautiful.”

He disappeared, leaving no trace. Suddenly my eyes blinked. Jerking into the sitting position, I looked around, there were no clothes on the floor. Jumping up, I ran to the bathroom. Looking into the mirror I saw no sign that I had just been ravaged. Finding a makeup mirror, I twisted and contorted to look at all my hard to see places. There weren’t any marks on me. The only thing I could find was the slight wetness between my legs. Could it have just been a dream? An erotic fantasy of a woman that had been alone too long? No man could be as perfect as he had been. His handsome face flashed in my head. I felt a twinge in my girly bits when I thought about his smile flashing white teeth against his dark skin. The way his scruffy bread felt on my nub.

Shaking my head, I went downstairs naked. Maybe I needed to d******d one of those dating apps. Get laid in the real world. Nah, then I’d have to deal with all the small talk. Dream lovers were better. Padding barefoot into the kitchen, I popped the eggrolls from earlier into the microwave.

While I waited for the ding, I turned on the TV. Just as I settled on a show about a missing hiker in the Appalachian Mountains, my food is ready. Grabbing the plate of eggrolls and a peach flavored drink from the fridge, I sprawled out on the couch. I giggle about having a midnight snack after I was a midnight snack.