Tantalising Dreams

For Isaac, there was no better day in the week than Saturday to get some long-awaited sleep; tomorrow, his mother would be bustling around the house, making him do chores and the like, but on Saturday no one in his family dared to disturb his rest. And rest he would.

He had taken Emma home the previous night, the poor dishevelled girl was still sobbing when Isaac pulled his car up to her driveway. Her hair was matted against her skin like vines gripping onto masonry and her cheeks were a fiery red. Occasionally, she would start to say something, but her words would fall into pits of gibberish as emotions boiled over with each failed confession. Her whole face seemed shrivelled from ceaseless crying, despite all of Isaac’s assurances that everything was okay; that she didn’t need to feel guilty.

They had sat in the car together outside Emma’s house for what must’ve been half an hour, his girlfriend slowly abating her snivelling whilst Isaac told her that she had done nothing wrong, and it wasn’t just for her sake; he had meant every word.

He had gone to sleep a happy man, dreaming of Emma amidst the heat and water, mist shrouding her body as she cried out in pleasure. Her breasts were slick with soap, the foamy liquid oozed across her naked frame, accenting every alluring curve and crevasse. Water from an unseeable source flowed down her, making a crystal puddle at her feet. His raven-haired beloved’s mouth formed a perfect ring, unclosing as the sweet reverberation of mindless sexual satisfaction flowed from her lungs like a trumpet, announcing to anyone that could hear of her gratification.

Behind her, a shadowy figure gripped at her form. Isaac squinted at the man’s face, trying to distinguish him, but the harder he looked the more difficult it was to see the stranger. Dangling between the interloper’s legs was the only part of him that Isaac was able to distinguish; a cock more than twice the size of Isaac’s, thick and erect as if it was made of metal piping encased by skin.

Isaac could only watch with erotic trepidation as the adumbral character pushed Emma backwards to her squealing delight and shoved himself inside her warm, welcoming cunt. For a moment, the pink folds of her puffy womanhood seemed to resist at first, straining themselves against the large member forcing itself at their damp entrance, but the defiance was futile as it steered inside the small girl.

“Isaac”, she moaned involuntarily, repeating his name over and over as the mysterious man slammed himself into her again and again, her whole physique shuddering with every thrust into her wet sex.

“Isaac.”

The beautiful girl writhed under her lover’s cock as she spoke her boyfriend’s name.

“Isaac!”

The stranger was clasping at her ample breasts now, eliciting surprised gasps of delight from Isaac’s precious girlfriend as he twisted at her pert nipples. The pace was increasing, Emma’s wails of satisfaction growing more frequent as…

“ISAAC!”

Isaac woke with a start, then yelled out with surprise at seeing Emma’s stern face standing over his bed. Her hands were on his shoulders as she roughly shook him into reality. Her expression was one of bemusement at startling him.

“Christ, Isaac. I had no idea you were this much of a deep sleeper. Its five in the afternoon and you’re seriously still not up?”

Shaking her head, Emma pointed to Isaac’s hard crotch, visible even beneath his duvet.

“I can’t blame you, clearly, you’ve been having a good time. Go to the bathroom, fix that, and then come downstairs and help me set up for DnD.”

And just like that, the woman of his dreams left his room.