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- DayDreams...
-
- I'm staring at you, but you don't even feel my eyes burning into the
- back of your neck. I wish, just once, you'd turn around. Just once? Oh well.
- I can dream, can't I?
- I'm glad we had class outside today. It's warm out, and the professor
- doesn't expect us to really pay attention. How could he, when there are people
- playing Frisbee only ten feet away from him? So I can daydream, and he won't
- care.
- I can daydream about how once, just once, when I'm watching you, you'll
- turn around and see me. I'll blush, because I'm always watching you, even
- though you don't know it. And you'll smile. You like it when girls blush. It
- makes you wonder what we're thinking. I don't mind telling you what I'm
- thinking.
- When you see me, I turn away for a second, but then I glance back, out
- of the corner of my eye. Your attention has turned back to the professor, but
- I can see you glance at me and I blush again. Caught by something in my eye,
- some telltale expression, you turn again to face me, and I blow a kiss to you.
- You smile, and I think you're laughing at me. When class is over, I run away
- quickly, embarrassed to see you, to take the chance you will speak to me.
- Even in my daydreams I am nervous. How would you react if you knew how
- often I thought of you? If you knew *how* I thought of you? I doubt you'd
- blush. You don't seem the type.
- In my daydream, after you've seen me, after I've run away, I see you
- later in the dining hall. I know you've seen me because you start talking to
- your friends, and they all look at me. I turn away, afraid of what they say
- about me. I'm not pretty. Not like *her*, the girl you saw last year. But
- I'm me, and that should count for something, shouldn't it? Maybe it would, if
- you knew me, even a little bit.
- I daydream about a class in which we have to work together, on a
- project. We spend time researching, talking, laughing. You finally know me,
- and I think maybe, maybe, you like what you have known, just a little. And the
- next time I look at you, you look back and smile.
- The best part of my daydream is when *you* look for *me*. When *you*
- say you want to spend time with me. When I feel eyes burning a hole in my neck
- and see your eyes watching me. Your eyes sparkle with mischief and I wonder if
- you daydream the way I daydream. For I've daydreamed every moment of what it
- would be like if you should touch me. I've daydreamed about your body, about
- your kiss.
- I think about you, standing tall over me, bending to kiss me. My lips
- part slightly and I feel the heat spread through me as my body melts in your
- arms. Your lips kiss a trail of hot fire down the side of my neck then up
- again so you can nibble on my ear. You excite me so much that my breath is
- quickly coming in short gasps and you haven't even undressed me.
- When you reach for the top button of my blouse I stop you. Even in my
- dreams I want to seduce you every step of the way. I slowly unbutton the
- blouse and arch my shoulders as I slip it off, so my breasts strain forward,
- catching your eyes. I see you smile, and again I stop you before you can touch
- me. I want to see just how hot I can make you without even touching you,
- without your touching me.
- I slowly slip my pants over my hips, easing them gently to the ground,
- then kick them to the side with my foot. I am now only in my bra and panties,
- and I can see your eyes have grown warm with desire. I then unhook the bra and
- as I ease it off, your arms catch mine, pinning them to my side. I have
- inflamed you and you will not stand alone any longer. Your lips sear mine and
- I find my reason melting away, fleeing until my brain only knows what my body
- knows, and I know I want you.
- I find myself on the bed. I don't know how I got there, but I am now
- fully nude to your gaze, everything gone from covering me, and you are nude to
- mine. In my daydreams you are wonderful to look at (I wish I could see it in
- truth! -- I'm sure you are just as wonderful...). I feel that delicious warmth
- spread through me and feel my juices dripping down my leg. I am hot for you,
- and you know this, but you are going to tease me now as I teased you before.
- You lie beside me and run your hands across my body, teasing, tickling
- over my breasts, lightly brushing the triangle of hair between my thighs. You
- roll over me, pinning me beneath your strong legs, your manhood pulsing against
- my stomach, and your lips find my breast, suckling on a nipple. It is too much
- and I arch and groan with pleasure, thrusting my hips against your legs, aching
- for fulfillment. You chuckle. I had the audacity to tease you before, so I
- will not be fulfilled so easily now.
- You run your hands down my side, then over my stomach, then slip your
- fingers between my wet lips. The release is immediate and overwhelming, and I
- shout my pleasure, arching hard against your hand.
- My eyes blink open and I see you licking your fingers, smiling at me.
- You lightly kiss my lips -- teasing me again with the butterfly touch of your
- tongue on mine. Then your lips travel down my body, stopping to tease each
- nipple to a rigid peak, traveling over my bellybutton, then moving teasingly
- away from where I want you most to kiss.
- "Do you *really* want me to taste you?" you ask, chuckling.
- I moan, my hands tangling in your hair. You oblige and set your tongue
- against my pulsing clit, teasing it again until it grows and grows and finally
- seems to burst as I shake with the pleasure of release.
- This time I am sad, for I have now had two while you have had none.
- You simply shrug and lie on your back, arms behind your head, challenging me to
- do something about the situation.
- I smile and reach out to take your rod in my hand. My hands are small,
- and it seems to me that your manhood pulses with a life of its own and will
- burst out of my small hands. I lean over to kiss the tip, licking the salty
- drop off. Then I raise my head to yours and kiss you, long and deep, and our
- tastes mingle.
- I slide my hips over yours and hold you against me, then slide down so
- you slowly, ever so slowly, slide inside me. It is heaven! Then you slowly
- move, as I rise and fall above you, my breasts heaving with every breath. I
- run my hands over your body, teasing your nipples, licking your chest with
- quick kisses that start your breath to gasps again.
- I can feel your urgency as your hands grasp my hips, pulling me hard
- against you. I lean forward to cover your mouth with mine, taking your tongue
- into me in a frantic kiss. Your body arches, I can feel you deep inside me as
- you shudder, and it triggers a release of my own.
- And in my daydream, when we wake, you kiss me and whisper soft words to
- me, and hold me. And as we lie there, I know that your arms are the right
- place to be.
- But still, it is all just a daydream. And when the daydream is over, I
- realize class has ended and everyone is standing up, brushing the grass off of
- themselves, and chatting. I stand slowly, my gaze stealing to watch you again,
- but you are talking to your friends with no sign you know of my dreams. Once,
- just once, you will see me. And then I will tell you of my daydreams. And you
- can make them true.
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