The Loop

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When does a dream become a nightmare? What if you were caught in a loop that just went on and on. Nightmare? Dream? Horror show?

…I had a dream, a bad dream

A nightmare? you asked as you pulled me into your arms

Yes” I sighed

“I had a dream too”, you replied as you took my hand and guided it down to your cock, “but mine was a dirty dream”

Which became obvious when you wrapped my hand round your cock because it was already hard and not just a bit hard, but a thick solid hardness that made my pussy twitch with a desire. For a moment I lay in the warm comforting embrace of your arms and let me hand glide lazily up and down your shaft. When my thumb grazed over the head of your dick you let out a little gasp that made me grin. All thoughts of my bad dream were swept away in a haze of lust and desire.

I wanted you

Wriggling from your arms I pushed the covers back and took you into the heat of my mouth, drawing you all the way into the back of my throat and holding you there for a moment letting you feel the heat and tightness before slowly drawing back until only the tip of cock was held between my lips. Using my tongue I circled the head, swirling round and round, using my hand to hold your shaft in place. I love the feel of you in my mouth especially when you are hard like this and it makes my jaw ache and the saliva run down my chin. It makes me feel dirty and it makes me want more and more of it and you.

I start to work my mouth and hand in unison, up and down, firm long strokes of my mouth, my spit coating your dick providing enough moisture for my hand to flow freely alongside my mouth. You taste so good, it feels so good, and your groans fill the air around me and spur me on. With each dip of my head I take you a little bit deeper, a little bit further into me. My throat opening more and more as I swallow you as far back as I can. On my tongue I can taste the tangy flavour of your pre-cum. It makes me growl and I open my mouth wider and take you right into the darkest part of my throat.

I can hear your cries, your moans and groans and your hands desperately clawing at my hair. I push your hands away and continue, your juices flood my mouth. I swallow and swallow but there is so much that it flows out of my mouth and runs down my chin. Your moans dissipate into rasping breaths. I sit up; there is blood everywhere, dripping from my chin, my hands and pooling round your body. Bits of your flesh fall from my mouth as my screams…..

…I had a dream, a bad dream

A nightmare? you asked as you pulled me into your arms

Yes” I sighed

“I had a dream too”, you replied as you took my hand and guided it down to your cock, “but mine was a dirty dream”