Fact or Friction - January 2019 - Reader Submissions
Man of My Dreams
To this day, my friends still don’t believe this really happened to me.I was a Senior in college when the first instance occurred. I’d had a long day of classes and planned on returning to my dorm and turning in early to catch up on some much needed rest. I got in the shower and when I came out, I laid across my bed in my towel. Not long after, I was asleep.
I was awakened by what I can only describe as warm breathing on my neck. I knew good and well I hadn’t let anyone spend the night with me, so at first, it freaked me out in a major way. I didn’t want to open my eyes either, I was just too afraid of what or who I might see when I did.
My heart was racing and I trembled a bit as I slowly opened my eyes. To my surprise, there was a very handsome, caramel skinned, shirtless man with an athletic tone and short, dark, wavy hair lying next to me. He didn’t appear to be a creep or anything like that. It’s funny because I thought I recognized him from somewhere, but I couldn’t really put my finger on it.
I was still very afraid, but I didn’t want to scream because I didn’t want to cause a scene. Besides that, I didn’t know why he was there or what he really wanted. For all I knew, he could’ve been lost and confused, or just looking for help. What I couldn’t understand is why this dude was there and why he hadn’t tried to take advantage of me.
“I’m here for you.” He responded. And with that, I shot up from the bed and backed away from him. I was ready to hit that door if he tried anything funny.
“But what are you doing here? I don’t know you. What do you mean you’re here for me?” I asked, my voice shaking.
“Don’t be afraid. I could sense you needed some company and I didn’t mind coming to see you. You’ve had a rough couple of days and I just want to help you relax.” He explained.
Again, I was so confused. I didn’t know how he knew that this week in particular had been so stressful, and I still didn’t know what he expected to get from me.
“Look, if you leave right now, I won’t have to call the campus police. You’ll just be free to go and I won’t mention anything to anybody about it.” I offered. But he wouldn’t budge. And the way he looked at me...it was like he had known me forever and had been yearning for some special alone time with me.
“Don’t be afraid. I’m not here to cause you harm or anything like that. I’m here for you.” He spoke, in a very mellow, deep, sexy tone. We locked eyes and I immediately began falling in love with his deep, sea green eyes and that confident smile.
I stood frozen for about a minute before he got out of the bed and started making his way towards me. Against my better judgment, I chose not to run out of the door. That’s when I noticed the rest of his body...arms full of tattoos, washboard abs and the perfect v-cut that led my eyes down to his beautiful, long, thick penis. It was very impressive for someone who wasn’t even aroused yet.
“Don’t be afraid. If you want me to stop, just say so.” He instructed me. Funny how deep lust makes you forget about everything you’ve ever learned about predators. He just didn’t feel like one to me...it almost felt like he was mine and I was his. I had no idea if this man had been watching me for a while and had finally decided to make a move. I didn’t know if he was after much more than a fuck, nothing. All I knew was that in that moment, I wanted him too.
“Let me get that off of you.” He said, as he reached for my towel. He removed it from my body as if he was unwrapping a special gift. He stared at me with eyes so full of passion. I was surprised that he could still contain himself.
“Relax...” He said as he began tracing his finger around my nipples. I did as he asked and leaned my head back as he continued his erotic exploration. My head was all in a daze. I didn’t know this man from Adam but I was ready and willing to do anything he asked me to.
The next second, he was licking and sucking on my nipples while I stood back against the door, willingly defenseless. He had me right where he wanted me. Then, he used one hand to cuff the breast he was sucking on and the other to test the waters. He rubbed my clit in a slow, circular motion, then up and down. I was wetter than I had ever been in my life. I was on the edge of an orgasm when he stopped and returned to his feet. I stared at him confused, breathing heavily. I wondered, ‘Is he playing with me? Is he some sick guy that does this to girls all over campus? What’s the end game here?’ But if you ever got a chance to look into his eyes, and see what I saw, you wouldn’t even question why I let what happened next, happen.
He took my hand and escorted me to the bed. He sat down, his penis now fully erect, looking like it was begging me to sit down on it. At that point, I was overflowing. I could feel my juices running down my inner thighs. It was time for me to make a decision. To flee, or not to flee? That was indeed the question. I stared at him for a few more seconds. His eyes were full of sincerity and he looked as if he might explode if I kept him waiting for one more minute. I couldn’t take it anymore. I walked up to him and started kissing him passionately. His lips tasted like chocolate and his tongue put the icing on the cake. I could feel his happiness, it felt like pure joy. This man was ready to make love to me and fulfill my every need. Just the thought of it made me want to please him just as much.
I stepped back then dropped to my knees. I didn’t give it a second thought, I just put my lips right on the head of his penis and slowly inserted it deeper and deeper into my mouth. I could hear him moaning softly as I continued to move my head up and down. I took a quick glance at him...his eyes were closed and he was biting down on his bottom lip. Knowing that he was enjoying it turned me on even more. I started to go faster, causing his body to start trembling. I could tell he was almost ready to cum. But payback is a bitch. His moans got louder and when he was almost there...I stopped.
But, he didn’t get upset. Instead, he stood up and laid me down on my back. Slowly, he mounted me and spread my legs ever so gently. His hands were as soft as silk.
“Tell me to stop if you’re not ready.” He told me. I looked at him like he was crazy. I was ready for anything and that was all thanks to him. I pulled him close and started kissing him again, this time with even more of an eagerness...more aggression...more thirst. I wanted him so bad and I just knew he wasn’t going to disappoint me. When I felt him enter me, I was on cloud nine. His dick felt like it was made just for me...he felt so good and my pussy seemed to fit him like a warm glove. We kept up a slow pace for a minute or so, just enjoying finally feeling one another in the way that we had been longing to since the encounter began.
“You feel so good.” He moaned in my ear, turning my faucet all of the way on. “You’re so wet, too.” He added.
Suddenly, he grabbed a hold of both of my arms and pushed them back onto the bed. That’s when he started to go faster and harder. It was like he was trying to beat my g-spot down and I couldn’t help but moan uncontrollably. My legs were shaking and my heart was beating fast...I was loving every minute. He was enjoying me just as much, he couldn’t stop himself from moaning. It seemed like his body was elated to finally have mine. It didn’t take long for me to cum and when I did, it was like the levies broke. I covered him in all of my wetness. He smiled as he continued to stroke me. He started to play with my clit as he pushed deeper inside of me. I wanted to cum so bad it hurt. After a few short seconds, I was cumming again...this time screaming and shaking hard. This seemed to push him to the point of no return. He groaned loudly as he started to pump faster. I could feel my third orgasm building as he began to swell inside of me.
“Cum with me...baby, please.” He said, causing my body to erupt immediately. I cried out, “Oh, God, I’m cumming.”
“Oh shit, me too.” He said as he began to shake. He moaned loudly, then I felt his warmth filling me up inside. Once we both settled down, he collapsed on top of me and kissed me.
“How do you feel?” He asked as he stared into my eyes. “I feel so good.” I told him. All he did was nod and then we drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up and he was gone. No letter, no phone number, no nothing. Just memories of one very confusing, very thrilling, very dangerous night. I just want to say that I encourage every woman who feels she may be in a dangerous situation to leave immediately. Don’t do what I did because it was hella stupid and could’ve led to my own demise. I was a fool and I can’t explain why I let it happen. I never did see the man again which led me to believe that it was all a dream for a while. But deep down, I know it wasn’t.
- Dream Believer
Rochester Hills, MI
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