Traum Libende
Tom sat back and watched her from across the room.
Her body swayed erotically as the music pulsated through her. Her hands caressed her own body as she moved. He eyes were closed yet she was completely aware of the attention she received. She seemed to dance for only him. As hard as he tried, Tom was unable to take his eyes away from her. The black dress she wore accentuated every curve of her body. Her dark tresses tumbled down her back. She turned and Tom's eyes fell to her round, firmed ass.
He took a drink to compose himself. He found himself rising to his feet. Some unseen force drew him to her, as Tom slipped between the couples on the dance floor. He paused in front of her taking a deep breath.
She opened her eyes and smiled as she reached out, pulling him tightly against her. Their bodies began moving as one. Tom ran his hands down her back, inhaling her sweet scent.
The feeling of her in his arms, pressed against his body, was more than Tom could withstand. His body began to respond, his erection growing against her. She brought her full red lips to his ear.
"Let's get out of here."
Tom nodded, pulling her from the club.
His eyes scanned the dimly lit hotel room from the tacky green bedspread to the tattered wallpaper. "If these walls could talk, the stories they could tell. How many lovers had that worn mattress seen over the years?"
Tom felt a pang of guilt. "Should he be doing this? He gazed around the room once more. "It's hardly the Hilton but it would have to do. Oh God, I want her. No, I need her. I need her now!"
"What is your name?"
A playful smile formed on her lips. "What do you want it to be?"
Tom swallowed hard. "Carrie."
She nodded. "Carrie it is."
Tom watched as she unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders, allowing it to fall to the stained carpet. He pulled her closer for a kiss as her hands slid down his torso and hastily removed his jeans. Her hands cupped his ass as their kisses became more eager. Tom tilted his head back and allowed her to move her mouth down his throat and neck.
"Every part of you tastes so good."
Tom covered her mouth with his own. His tongue forced her lips to part. He pulled away, reaching down to grasp the hem of her dress. With both hands he pulled it over her head angrily and tossed it to the side.
Tom moved his kisses down her chest. His tongue left a glistening trail of moisture between her breasts, gliding down to her stomach. His tongue flicked around her navel as his thumbs slid into the waistband of her panties. The fragile lace tore away easily.
"I need you. I can't wait any longer. I need to be inside you."
Tom lay her down onto the bed gently, resting his body on hers. "How do you like it?" He gazed down into her eyes. His fingers ran down her delicate jaw line.
"Hard. Fast. And Deep." She punctuated every word with a kiss. "This is your fantasy, baby. Isn't that how you like it?"
"Damn. Is she for real? If this is a dream, please don't let me wake until morning."
Tom pushed her knees apart and settled his slim hips between them. With one thrust, he entered her. They both gasped as her walls squeezed tightly around his shaft.
"Damn, you are tight as hell. Unh."
Tom moved slowly in and out of her body.
"Harder, damn it!"
Her legs locked around his waist as she moved against him. Tom moaned and grunted as he thrust his cock into her depths. When he neared his climax, he pulled out. He lowered his face to devour her wetness. She came with a quiet moan, her release running over his lips. Tom kissed his way up to her mouth and slipped his tongue inside, allowing her to sample the taste of pure ecstasy.
Tom rolled over, pulling her on top of him. She mounted him slowly and reached between them to guide his entry. She slid his throbbing cock into her swollen entry and eased down gently. Tom moaned as she moved up and down on top of him. Her dark hair grazed his chiseled stomach as she rocked back and forth. Tom clutched her ass and pulled her against him roughly.
"Unh. Harder. Oh God!"
His head fell back against the pillow as she followed his instructions. Her body to fall harder on his waiting erection. His cock pulsated within her as his orgasm grew near.
"Oh shit! I'm- Unh!!"
Tom's ejaculation exploded inside her. He shuddered violently as he fell exhausted against the pillow. His breath came in short gasps as he struggled to regain control. She smiled and kissed her way down his stomach. Tom shook his head pleadingly.
"No. Don't. I just can't. I don't have any more in me."
Tom awoke the next morning to find himself alone in the double bed. Though long gone, her scent lingered in the air. Her ghost still haunted the room.
Tom noticed a sheet of paper on the night stand and rolled over to retrieve it. He unfolded the square slowly as his eyes adjusted to the light. Her script graced the page.
No lies. No regrets.
Just a night filled with passion
You will never forget.
Tom smiled and settled down beneath the warm sheets.
The thing about dreams is that the best ones always re-occur.