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I Can't Have Sex Even In My Dreams - Chapter 1

This is the first chapter of a mini-novel
She moaned out as she felt his hard cock in her tight pussy. He kept pounding into her, making her scream out and begged him to fuck her harder and faster. She was so close. It was too much. She felt his hands on her boobs, squeezing and sucking the nipples as he fucked her as hard and fast as he could. She was going to cum. She was panting heavy. He opened his mouth and then uttered out the ugliest sound :


The next moment, she was on the floor, besides the bed, panting loud as she realized it was merely a dream and that the sound of the alarm had ruined it as she had fallen from bed. She switched off the alarm clock and climbed back in bed.

“I can’t even have sex in my dreams!” she screamed in frustration. Looking at the clock she felt it was time to get up. She stretched and yawned out loud, walked over to her bedroom window to pull the curtains away. Blinking as the sunlight came through; she walked away from the window and stared at herself in the full-length mirror.

“Mandy! You look awful!” she mumbled, glaring at her reflection as she studied her figure. At the age of 24, Mandy was a secretary who worked in a major Law Firm of the city. She was of medium height and was slightly overweight. She had B-cupped breasts but was so self-conscious about her appearance that she would never appreciate her own self. She never had a serious boyfriend in her life due to that attitude and due to her obsession about her weight but always believed that it was because of her looks. Mandy was shy and since childhood, preferred to hide in the background. Her friends always told her she was gorgeous and just needed to chill. She could be really funny when she wanted to be but when it came to guys, she believed she was plain hopeless and remained a virgin.
She pouted as she turned around, studying her backside. “No more ice cream”, she thought as she starred at her ass.

She sighed and walked back to the window. She peered outside and she gasped in surprise. “Oh my god!” she thought, “Who is that guy?” She stared in amazement as she watched from her bedroom window. She could see a really sexy guy in the neighbor’s garden. She realized that it was the new guy who had moved in last night. She had not met him but did hear some disturbing noise last evening. He had probably been busy setting up. He was washing a black BMW and from where she was, Mandy had a perfect view of him. A tall muscular man with broad shoulders, probably 6ft something. He had amazing features and short blonde hair in what seemed to be a trendy haircut that she saw in the fashion magazines recently. She just wanted to feel those hard muscles of his arms. Mandy wondered if he was a model, he certainly had the looks that famous stars like Brad Pitt or Orlando Bloom would envy. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she checked him out.

“Gosh! This was even better than watching porn online”, she murmured as she admired him. She licked her lips as she watched him, wondering how it would feel to be held in those strong arms, his lips on hers… without realizing, she had been rubbing over her little thin panties and she could now feel the wetness. She took one good look of the guy and went back to her bed, lying on her back.

She pulled off her T-shirt and the now very wet panties and threw them on floor. Her eyes were closed, concentrating on her previous dream and the new guy she had just seen. She cupped her B-cupped breasts in her hands and squeezed them gently, enjoying the tingling sensation. She could feel goose bumps on her skin as she visualized it were his hands which were exploring her. She sighed and allowed her right hand to wander down her smooth skin till it reached her smooth mound. Her legs were spread apart and she could feel the wetness. She smiled to herself and slowly dipped a finger inside her pussy. “Mmmmm….” she thought as she pushed her finger deep inside her, feeling her walls tighten, “You’re such a naughty girl, Mandy”. She pulled her finger out, brought it to her lips and tasted the sweet juices of her own pussy.

She pushed it back and started to finger-fuck herself slowly, letting out a little moan as she had the flashback of that amazing chest in her mind. She bit her bottom lip as she imagined how his cock would feel if he was fucking her right now. She was fucking herself a little faster now. She could feel her nipples tightening and pinched them with her other hand. She added another finger inside her and moaned out a little louder.

She was now shaking and letting out soft sweet little sounds as she tortured herself, pulling her fingers out for a few seconds and then pushing them back. She was so close and was trying to delay the pleasure as long as she could. She was panting heavily now and was moving her hips as she added a third finger inside her and pushed them in and out a little faster. Her other hand had now left her breasts and were also between her legs, rubbing her enlarged clit gently. She could no longer tolerate the small torture and was finally going as fast as she could until she felt the new waves of pleasure all over her body. She screamed out as she felt a huge orgasm take over her whole body. She lost control, unable to concentrate on what she was doing. Instinct had taken over and she was down withering in her bed, amazed by the intensity of the sensations inside her.

She pulled her fingers out and brought them to her lips, licking them clean and smiled in satisfaction. It was probably the most intense she had felt for a long time. She laid back in bed, panting heavily, her eyes still closed. This man had an amazing effect on her. Just one look at him and she had the best orgasm she ever felt in her life.

Once she calmed down, she got out of bed. She glanced at the clock and screamed in horror. She was late for work! She ran to the bathroom, cursing. Half an hour later she was in tube praying that her boss would not notice her being late, her stomach growling as she did not have the time to eat. The tube soon reached the station nearest to her office and she ran as fast as she could in her high heels. People were staring at her in astonishment as she ran past them but she took no notice.

She soon reached her desk, almost breathless. She switched on her computer and hurriedly went to make herself a coffee. She sat at her desk, sipping her coffee and started to type the document that her boss had asked her the day before, as she felt a little relieved that he was not in his office yet. Her mind was still on her new handsome neighbor. He was so sexy but she knew he was out of her league. Guys like him never look at her even if she walked up to their door wearing nothing and waved a sign saying “Fuck Me!” in bold letters. She bit her bottom lip as she reread the document and groaned out. She just typed in a lot of nonsense. She needed to get a grip on herself and get Mr. Hot Neighbor out of her mind.

“Oh god, get out of my mind!” she shouted in frustration, forgetting that her colleagues were around, “How am I going to work if I keep having flashbacks of his body?”

She suddenly realized what she has done and wanted to crawl under her desk as she saw her colleagues chuckle and whisper to as they stared at her. She was highly embarrassed but pretended not to be bothered. She hardly had time enough to get that piece of work redone.

A few hours later, she was sitting in the cafeteria having lunch with her colleague Jenny who wanted to hear it all.

“Spill the beans, Doll”, she whispered to Mandy, “Who is the guy?”

“Just the new guy who moved in house next to mine”, she replied.

Jenny wanted to know more and finally Mandy spelled out about the guy and his looks. Jenny grinned at her and asked, “Well? Are you going to make a move on him?”

“No way!” she exclaimed loud enough to attract enough attention.

“So you are just going to sit by your bedroom window all your life and fantasize over him forever?” Jenny whispered to her as people nearby stared at them and shot them an annoyed look, “Mandy! You’re a totally hopeless case!”

Mandy just shrugged, left the cafeteria and went back to her desk to work. But her mind was still full of the mesmerizing body of her new neighbor and she wondered if she should try her luck.

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