My Weird Little Day Dream - 2

SNAP! Your fingers crack.

A brilliant white light flashes and a huge crack thunders around me.

For a second I fall unconscious.

Muffled voices and a faint rhythmic beat stir me. I try to open my eyes but the light is too bright. I reach out a hand hoping to feel the contact of another person.

My senses start to recover and I feel a soft hand grasp my wrist. I flick my eyes open. My senses suddenly register my surroundings.

A crash of symbols and heavy drums pounds around me as I try to focus. I feel the heat from the sun as it beats down onto the crowd. I stagger back and spin around trying to gather to bearings.

‘Fuck! Where am I?’ I speak out aloud.

The music grows louder as the bodies around me bounce and grind to the beat of the outfit on the stage. The dry mud under my feet whips up and I shield my eyes; still trying to compose myself. I hold my hands out as the sun blinds me.

“Whoa,” a female voice speaks as bump into her, “You OK?”

I open my eyes and try to focus on the girl in front of me. I hold onto her shoulders.

“Shit sorry,” I splutter, “I don’t know what’s going on.”

She lifts her cowboy hat and smiles. Her moist pink lips spread across her teeth and she tilts her head back laughing. Her blonde hair flies in the wind and her blue eyes sparkle as she brings her head back down.

“You don’t need to know what’s going on Rob,” she laughs as she shakes her head slowly.

I pull my hands away and stand up tall. I stare at the girl.

“How do you know my name?” I ask forcefully.

She slowly turns her head and pushes her body into me. Her lips press softly against mine. I remain still. She places one finger against my lips.

“Sshhhhh,” she whispers, keeping her finger against my lips and pressing her forehead into mine.

She steps back, turns and disappears into the mass of bodies.

I stand and look around desperately searching for a familiar face. A wash of abandonment pours into my stomach and I start to feel sick. Panic consumes me as I spin around and look over crowd. A strong wind blasts mud into my face and I turn away. I cover my eyes with my hands and double over. My heart slams into my chest and I drop to my knee’s as fear and confusion overwhelm me. My hands stay clamped to my face as I pant and cower like a frightened solider on the battle field.

Suddenly everything stops; the music falls silent.

I open my eyes to see the inside of my palms. The sound of my breathing echo’s within my hands as I slowly pull them away from my face. A soft breeze cushions my face as I turn to face the crowd.

My eyes clamp open and my breathing stops. I gaze over the crowd and up to stage. Time stops.

Stillness. Everyone is frozen.

The warm breeze flows past the still bodies. Rippling clothes and blowing hair offer the only sign of movement. I stare in wonder and disbelief at the statuesque figures. I watch as paper cups roll on the floor and plastic bags circle around in the breeze. Lit cigarettes still produce smoke and plumes appear like Indian smoke signals from within the crowd.

I begin to walk, listening and watching. The sun beats down as the feeling of loneliness returns. I continue to walk, stopping at staring at various faces, longing for a sign of life. The sweat begins to run down my cheek as I finally recognise a face; the girl in the cowboy hat. I walk towards her. She is frozen on tiptoes. Her mouth is open and her eyes are closed. Her arms are solid above her head and her blonde hair flickers in the wind.

Suddenly her eyes open.

“Ha! Got ya!” she laughs; relaxing her body and dropping her arm back down.

“Fuck!” I jump back; holding my hand to my chest.

She claps her hands together and jumps around laughing.

“Oh god, sorry I couldn't help myself,” she says shaking her head at me.

I plant my hands on my knees and bend down trying to catch my breath. I look up in annoyance as she walks towards me.

She stops in front of me and looks around; nodding her head.

“Nice! I like this one,” She says.

I control my breathing and stand up straight. My eyes squint as I try to focus on the girl.

“What are you talking about?” I ask her.

“Ha-ha, this!” she cry’s; holding her arms out.

“What? I don’t understand,” I stutter.

Her body goes limp and she looks at me with petty.

“You still don’t get it do you?” she says, “Come on, It’s your fantasy.”

I look around.

“What is? This? No!” I say; pointing out into the crowd of frozen bodies.

The girl playful taps a little tune on a man's bum who is frozen bent over.

“It must be, she never gets them wrong!” she says.

I look at her. My confusion is still rife but the enormity of this situation is too much to comprehend and I force the sickness out of my stomach with rhythmic deep breaths.

“Who’s never wrong,” I almost shout.

The girl slumps her shoulders and her arm bolts out with a pointed finger.

“Her,” she says, casting my view to my left.

I snap my head over. My jaw opens and my eyes bulge; it’s you. You stand looking up from under your sunglasses. Your hair is tied back and your dark make up emphasises your facial lines. You slowly walk towards me. Your low hip jeans extenuate your curves and your breasts slowly bounce under a tight low cut black top. 

You stop circle around to face me. You look me up and down; moving to my side. The cow-girl walks behind you as you move to my back. I can’t move again and as I feel you’re warm breathe on my neck, you whisper.

“I thought I told you not to fight it.”

Your breath flows down my neck and cause’s my eye to close. I swallow hard. I try shuffle but I can’t. I'm vulnerable again. I have no control.

“Don’t fight it,” I tell myself.

“ I'm sorry,” I stutter.

I feel your lips press against my neck.

“Why are you sorry? Why? Because you ignored what I said?”

My mouth becomes dry. I feel another set of lips run down the other side of my neck. The cow-girls breath on my neck causes me to shudder. My breathing quickens.

“Yes,” I agree with you.

I feel your teeth gently scrape down my neck. My heart starts to quicken and my blood floods my body with pulsing excitement.

“Say it, say I'm sorry I ignored you,” you say closing your teeth onto my neck.

You bite down hard. My jaw bone flairs from my cheeks as my muscles clench. I seethe through my teeth as the pain hits me.

“Sorry I ignored what you said.”

You release my neck and gently kiss my marked skin.

“Good boy” you whisper into my ear.

I feel the two sets of lips kiss up my neck until they reach my mouth. I breathe deeply and my legs start to shake as I wait; anticipating the feeling of warm soft lips closing onto mine.

My eyes remain closed as I feel a moist tongue runs the full length of my lips. I open my mouth slightly allowing the tongue to slip in. I know it’s you, I know your taste and as your lips follow your tongue I feel a hand pull at my trousers. The cowgirl continues to kiss my neck as she whispers softly into my ear.

“I want to feel you. I want to feel you in my mouth.”

My heart pounds and my legs go weak. There’s no weightlessness this time and I flop forward. You move away and crash onto the dry scorched earth. I manage to roll onto my back and look up into the clear blue sky. A shadow is cast over me as a figure stands over me; looking down. Suddenly I see another figure and another. I feel surrounded like I'm closed in by a wall of female bodies.

“Don’t fight it,” I tell myself, “Go with it.”

I stare up at the faces that bare down on me. The feeling of apprehension, anticipation and fear charges my senses. I smell the scent of women’s sweat. A throbbing pulse rush’s into my cock and my heart almost bursts as I watch the circle of beauties begin to undress. You knell down behind my head and lean over. I suddenly feel a soft cloth flow over my eyes. You lift my head gently and wrap a black silk scarf around me and just as everything goes dark you kiss me softly. Your lips melt away any feelings of fear and a small smile forms across my face.

I lay on the hot ground, my body trembles with delight as I feel hands begin to glide over my body. My clothes are quickly dispatched and the sweat from my body meets the breeze; cooling me. Soft hands run over my naked body. I feel your breath near my ear.

“I wish you could see this,” you whisper, “I wish I could let you watch.”

My mouth opens and my breathing becomes heavy as I feel fingers clasp around my cock. My pulse resonates through my body as hands, nails, tongues and lips wash over me.

“They are enjoying you Rob,” your soft voice echo's in my ear.

My head tilts back and my top teeth clamp onto my bottom lip as I feel a tongue run from in the inside of my leg all the way to the tip of my cock. I hear the sounds of moaning female pleasure.

“Lick me,” I hear a voice say as a hot wet pussy engulfs my face.

She taste’s incredible and as I feel warm lips slide over the tip of my cock I hear footsteps.

“I think more ladies want to join us Rob,” you say.

My tongue buries into the unknown pussy that is soaking my face with liquid. I try to summon a muffled response but I'm stopped by an even greater feeling that swallows my cock.

“Ohhhhhhh…yes!” another female voice cries out.

The feeling of a tight pussy swallows my cock. The warm soaking pussy slides down my shaft until my whole cock has been devoured. My mouth begins to fill with juice and the pussy riding my cock begins to soak my balls. Hands pull, scratch and claw away at my body.

“Listen to the sounds Rob,” you say “they want to enjoy each other.”

I feel a tongue lap away at my balls and a gush of juices escape from around my cock. I breathe heavily as I swallow, consuming the wetness of the girl riding my tongue and as she leans forward you speak.

“She’s going to cum, shall we lick her together?”

I swallow again and nod my head while forcing an agreeable noise out a small gap between my mouth and the pussy grinding into my face.

I feel you lean forward. You drag your tongue down my forehead, down my nose until your tongue brushes mine. Together we lap at wet tight pussy. I feel the muscles tighten around my tongue as I delve as deep as I can. I feel your chin rest against my cheek as you copy my movements and bury your tongue into her ass. She cries with pleasure. I feel her legs shake and spasm. Her groans become deep until she finally releases a torrent of cum which drenches me. The throbbing pussy continues to pour as I feel your tongue push mine away so you can enjoy the sweet taste of our unknown orgasmic girl.

You trace you tongue back to my ear as the girl lifts off my face. Her juices flow down my cheeks as a roar of female voices rings out around me.

“They couldn't wait their turn Rob,” you whisper.

I listen as a chorus of moans fills the air. The girl bouncing on my cock begins to groan loudly. You grab my hair and yank my head back.

“Me her cum Rob, make her cum like she never cummed before.”

Suddenly the feeling returns to my arms. You rip the blindfold off. The light pierces my eyes and I struggle to focus.

“Fuck me Rob!” the voice cries out above the moans of pleasure that ring out around the field.

I focus on the incredible body that is writhing around on my cock. Pert firm breasts bounce majestically as I finally draw my view up.

She lifts her face from under her hat.

“I picked her especially for you Rob,” you whisper into my ear.

The cow-girl grinds onto my cock and I slam my fists into the dry earth as she digs her nails into my chest.

“Oh god, fuck me,” she pleads, throwing her body forward.

I grab her hips firmly and push her down, slamming her pussy onto my cock. The feeling returns to my legs and as I push down I raise my hips and pound into her. 

She doesn't move, she allows me to take control and I grind and pound into her. I watch her face crease and fill with pleasure.

“I going to cum,” she whales open mouthed.

“So are you Rob,” you say above the screams of delight from the orgy that surrounds us.

Without warning or build up I feel the cowgirl’s pussy clamp around my cock. She throws her body upright and grind’s with such force I feel my hips bones strain. You grab my hair again.

“Cum!” you order, “Cum now!”

I feel it. The build up of muscle spasms ripple through me until it reaches my helmet. The cowgirl finally lifts off me rubbing her pussy and crying out as she floods me with cum. I feel her sticky juice flow all over me and the smell fills my nostril. I tense my ass muscles as the explosion of cum burst’s out.

“Suck him,” you shout at the cowgirl.

She scrambles down taking me in her mouth. Slurping and swallowing.

The cries of pleasure boom out around me as girl after girl sequels with pleasure. The sound of wet pussies being rubbed and fingered spirals into the sky as one by one they all cum.

I hold my arms out to my sides as the cum flows into her mouth. She pulls up and hovers above my helmet. Her blue eyes look at and she smiles.

More cries and moans of ecstasy spring up around me as I watch the cowgirl massage the final drops from my cock.

“You were amazing,” she mouths to me.

A soft wind whips around us and I close my eyes.

“STOP!” your voice shatters the air.

Everything goes silent.

I open my eyes.

The blue sky is now black and I stare up at the stars. The girls are gone, the band, the people. All gone.

My body is soaking, drenched in the cum of the beauties who shared me. I try to catch my breath.

“Oh fuck,” I repeat over and over again trying to breathe as I lie alone on the cold ground.

My body trembles and my legs continue to jerk and small drops of cum seep from my cock.

I see your face stare down at me. Your feet are either side of my hips. You pull away your glasses to reveal your dark eyes. You slowly squat down.

“Nice?” You ask me.

I gather my thoughts and take a deep breath.

“Holy fuck yes!” I whisper.

Your face beams as you put your sun glasses back on .

You kiss your finger and place it on my lips. Your other hand raise.

SNAP!