Hey all I'm new here saw this section and thought I'd be a good place to share some of my writing.
Part one of a story I'm writing.
If y'all like what you read let me know I do have more
Tangled in your sheets, reaching for the alarm clock to shut it off. Still hazy from the new sleeping pills the doctor put you on, you missed the button and knock the clock off your nightstand. "Damn these pills" you exclaim as you try untangling yourself from your blankets to reach it. You're out of the bed alarm clocks finally done screaming at you to wake up, halfway between the bathroom and the bedroom before you realize your clothes are gone.
"What the fuck, again" you sigh with a sense of aggravation. This is the third time in the past week you woke up like this. "Damn these pills" you sigh again.
You reach over the tub, turn on the water, fingers dancing underneath it as you wait for it to warm up. Pulling the valve to switch it to the shower you step in. Standing there with head against the wall, steaming hot water running down your back, your hand starts caressing your breast. For a few weeks now almost every morning it's the same thing, what can only be described as a deep hunger inside of you. Exploring your body as hot water and soap drips down you, facing up into the stream of the shower eyes closed tight remembering moments of passion and pleasure while you slept. Dreams burning inside your mind every morning, leaving you to your own means to subdue the fire.
You work on yourself for a while thinking about how good it feels in your dreams, his fingers caressing every inch of your skin, his tongue and mouth kissing everywhere with such passion and desire, and that rock hard cock that makes you so wet and come so hard no matter what hole he's using on you.
"Oh God, please, please, please" you scream out as you cum just like the morning before. Standing there in a mixture of satisfied pleasure and disappointment you think to yourself, "why can't I remember his face"..
With more haste you hurry up and do your hair makeup and get dressed. Took more time in the shower then you meant to and you got to get to work. You look in the mirror, put the lipstick on your lips, the final step of getting ready, you lick the tip of it slightly as again you remember how good it felt in your dreams as he throbbed in your mouth. "Stop it" you growl "get your head together you got to get to work" you scold yourself as you grab your purse and coffee and rush out the door.
It's been my just shy of a month now since the doctor put you on new sleeping pills, today you're spending your lunch break looking up side effects. "Okay, what would the medical term for the side effect of waking up horny and naked be" you laugh as you look at the text on the screen listing all the normal side effects and precautions. "Maybe I'm just weird" you sigh has nothing seems to mention dream disruption or libido changes. "I guess the side effects could be worse" you whisper with a hint of pleasure, as your face fills with a smile.
Your Hesitant to speak to the doctor about these changes. First you haven't slept this good for as long as you can remember, secondly it's been quite a while since need and desire has built up inside of you like this. "I'll give it another month maybe my body's just still trying to get used to it".
You have to stop at the pharmacy on your way home to grab your refills. Walking in you shyly venture to the condom section. Like an awkward teenager you look at and read the labels of all the different lubricants. Thinking to yourself maybe if I tried before bed the morning won't be as pleasurably unbearable. Settling on a combination of just a basic one and one that guarantees to excite and increase stimulation, you walk up to the counter to pay and grab your refills. It's such a habit that now you don't even pay attention really to who's at the counter, last name, first name, date of birth. "Looks like you have 3 ready today ma'am" an unfamiliar voice response to you. You look up and feel a slight warmth of blushing on your cheek as you realize you've never noticed this pharm-tech before and here you stand ready to pick up sleeping pills, birth control, and lube.
"Um Yes. Yeah, That sounds right, thank you" you find yourself stumbling to respond. As he turns his back and walks away you get the strangest feeling you've heard that voice before.
As he returns to the register with your prescriptions you get a wiff of his cologne and an odd combination of feelings hit your body. It's almost like nostalgia, smell so familiar you swear you smelled it your whole life but can't remember from where, mixed with a shiver of happiness.
"You smell amazing" you thoughtlessly blurt to him before he even scans the first label. " Oh my God, so sorry, that probably sounded horrible" you stumble on the words as embarrassment fills you and you try to apologize.
" Thank you. No, no need to apologize" he smiles to assure you that everything is okay. "Just a moment" he smiles and waves the pharmacist over who gives you the normal spiel of be careful mixing these medications they can cause them to sometimes be stronger than if taken by themselves. You tell him that you always do your best to follow the labels instructions and wave as he walks back to his computer. As he finishes scanning and ringing everything up, and you pay. Reaching out for the bag, his hand slightly brushes against yours, strange feeling you can't describe sends a chill through your body. You thank him and hurry away, still embarrassed by the lube that he just had to ring up for you and wondering why is his voice and smell so familiar.
As you reach the front of the store you see the usual tech that takes care of you, and without hesitation you ask, "hey who's the guy in pharmacy I've never noticed him before". She laughs slightly and let you know his name is Chris, he just started working there a little over 3 weeks ago. "Hummmm, never noticed him" you say as you wave and walk towards the door. "Bye Chris" softly leaves on your breath.
Laying on your couch, just finished cleaning up from dinner you mindlessly scroll through the channels to the almost same result as always, nothing worth watching on TV. Almost as nothing more than background noise you stop on a random show as you begin to space out.
The Intensifying lube is already dripping out of the bottle onto your clit before you even realize that you've started rubbing yourself, "Let's see if this works" you giggle.
One hand between your leg firmly and slowly massaging the lubricant into your clit your other hand twisting and pulling on your nipple, you bite your lips slightly as you feel the tingling and warmth begin to build up between your legs. "I like this" you say with an evil hushed tone, you begin to pleasure yourself with more intensity. For a while you lay there one leg up on the back of the couch the other leg out on the ottoman, fucking yourself with a nice steady pace, every time you feel yourself close you slide your fingers out and begin to rub your clit with intensity and ferocity. You lay there fingering playing with your clit occasionally teasing your asshole, until you've given yourself a handful of extremely intense orgasms.
"Well this is cleaning I don't mind having to do" you laugh as you look at the pale white mess you've left on the couch. You grab a damp wash rag from the bathroom, wipe down the couch. Looking at the clock you realize the lateness and sigh as you shut everything off and head to bed.
Like a video on repeat you awake in the next morning to the screaming alarm clock, sheets half Tangled around you and begin your daily ritual of fighting to get out of bed. You stumble to the kitchen still half asleep still groggy from the pills and click on the coffee pot. You think out loud " at least I kept most of my clothes on last night" and laugh as you realize one arm is completely out of your shirt.
Coffee beginning to brew you head to the bathroom to begin your morning ritual. In the shower today leaning against the wall you realize it's different this morning. The dreams last night weren't as intense weren't as vivid. The hunger you've been waking up to not inside. A sadness flows over you as you remember details, how disappointed your dream man was when he found the mess that you had already made of yourself as he began. "How dare you, that's for me" you remember him scolding you as he got up and walked away.
Out of the shower now dressed, fresh cup of coffee in the cup holder you drive to work. The day lingers on with groggy sadness in your head. Almost like the dreams are all that have been driving your happiness recently.
The day felt like it would never end but you were now home, cooking your dinner, then sitting down eat. Still bothered and aggravated, you wonder "how am I going to let someone in my dream ruin my entire day like this" as you absent-mindedly pour yourself other glass of wine. By the time the nightly game shows are over you realize you've already gone through a bottle and a half of wine, all because your mad at a dream.
Feeling the strong buzz the wine has brought to you you carefully walk to the bathroom. You finished brushing your teeth, reach for your cup of water to take your pills, you think to yourself "I drank a lot I'll just skip tonight I've been having weird side effects anyway" and put your pill holder back down on the counter and head to bed.
From the corner of your eye you see your alarm clock, 2:32am, you grab in your head maybe I should have just taken them. But before you can even finish that thought you hear a breath that's not yours, and a weight in the bed that you know should not be there.
Startled you jump up, " Who's there" you exclaim with fear in your voice. Your ears are meet with a calm response " Is me silly" and nothing else. Your brain fighting to even try a process what's going on you feel a hand swiftly and firmly slide up your shirt ripping your bra upwards as it goes. Fighting against the weight of him as his mouth finds your nipples, you beg out to him "please stop, don't..."
You can't even finish the statement when his hand covers your mouth as his other one slides between your legs. "Good girl" he whispers "you weren't naughty tonight and make yourself a mess, you left it for Daddy to do his job"
Your mind starts to put the pieces together, the feeling of his skin against yours familiar, the taste of the sweat on his skin as he holds your face to his chest, the way his cock throbs inside of you, all of it so familiar. " The dreams" you find a way to mutter as you feel the intensity of the stroke inside of you intensifying. " No dreams my little whore" the response rings in your ears " "No dreams, just my good little whore doing her job"
Torn between fear, disgust, and the undeniable intense pleasure your body is experiencing, you stop fighting. "Good girl" the mystery man growls into your ear "one of these days you'll learn not to bother fighting it from the get-go"
For what feels like hours this mystery man uses and abuses your body, switching between your dripping throbbing pussy and your flexing wanting ass, stopping briefly at moments to pull you down on him and make you lick your cum that's dripping down him off, every throb of his cock so familiar so pleasurable, you grind with him, caresses balls and stroke his cock as he puts it in your mouth, slide your down to play with your pussy while he's in your ass, caressing your clit while he drives long deep throbbing strokes in and out of you.
You feel him cum with an explosion, glad but disappointed when you realize there's a condom stopping you from feeling the warmth and filling sensation of it. His hand on your mouth hushing your moans as you have one last intense orgasm squirting all over him.
Still buzzing from the alcohol and even more now from the experience you feel him climb out of the bed. And in the time it takes you to catch your breath you realize he's gone just about the same moment, the wine kicks back in and you fall back to sleep.
Startled by the alarm you jump out of bed, looking all around, was a dream or was it real you wonder to yourself. Sliding your hands between your legs and feeling the total mess that you are a moan escapes your mouth as you think "was it real".
You send a message to your boss. Sorry I'm not feeling well this morning I'm going to see my doctor I should be in tomorrow. You brew your coffee and sit at the table, vividly remembering the dream. "I think it was" you mutter to yourself. Still unsure of what really happened.
"Maybe the pills linger in my system, and drinking last night just really enhanced everything" you wonder still remembering the taste, touch, and smells. You pour your coffee into to a togo cup and head out the door. Fighting in your own head of how to ask, you walk up to the pharmacy counter and asked to speak to the pharmacist.
Embarrassed by the extent of the side effects you sugar coat it and just say that you seem to be having weird dreams and think you are sleep walking, and ask if there's any chance that the combination of medications would cause this. In a delicate reassuring voice the pharmacist tells you that some people react differently to new medications it's not a known side effect that he recalls it could just be your body getting used to the new medications. If it is too overwhelming I should contact my doctor and see about changing prescriptions.
As you walk through the pharmacy on your way to the door your eyes dart to the side. It only takes a split second to realize you smell Chris' cologne as he walks out from the back room. You shyly greet him woth a smile that he eagerly returns as you hurry out the door.
Still confused by the events of the night before you devise a plan. "I'll set up my laptop and my webcam in my bedroom tonight" having convinced yourself in your head that you must be going crazy. "I'll be able to see tomorrow what's really going on.
The next morning still groggy but not as much as usual you shut the alarm climb out of bed and hurry to your computer. You start the video from the night before, as you let it play on double speed you head out to the kitchen to get some coffee.
Returning a few minutes later you look at the screen and gasp as your coffee cup falls from your hand, looking at the timestamp on the screen 2:30 a.m......
"Wait no, how" his voice trembles. Like clockwork it's 2:30 in the morning and he is standing there staring at you, on your knees, naked. Dude of your face and breasts pressed firmly into the bed one hand between your legs spreading your pussy as you play with your clit.
"Isn't this what you're here for" you playfully ask him, as you slide your fingers in and out of yourself, looking back towards him you see him begin to back towards the window. "Don't go" you beg "I want to be your good whore tonight" you whimper as you speak.
Visibly shaken and unsure what to do, Chris stands there in the light coming through your window, watching you as you play with yourself. "I'm sorry" he rushes as he speaks "I, I, I..." He stumbles for the words. And in one fluid motion you turn towards him on your hands and knees. Looking directly into his face, the face that before watchmaking the video this morning, before tonight, stayed blurred in your dreams, "Come use me, you know that's why your here" you gesture to your mouth pulling your lip down with one finger. "Come make a mess out of your little whore Daddy" . Now already naked and rock hard, he stares.
Hand between his legs, slowly stroking his cock he walks towards you. "Please, I'm sorry" he begins to speak. Cutting him off "Daddy never has to say sorry" you tell him reaching out, grasping his cock in your hand and gently pulling him towards you.
You take his cock in your mouth, as deeply as you can. Sucking him with a pure and pleasurable hunger, one hand grasping his ass pushing his cock deeper down your throat, the other one massaging the base of his shaft and caressing his balls.
You feel a quiver go through his body as you feel that throbbing so familiar from the dreams. He tries to pull back slightly so you tighten your grip and take the full length of his cock, One last Time deep in your throat sliding your tongue out between his shaft and your teeth to let it run down his balls. You release your grip and let him pull away. Looking up towards him with an innocence in your eyes you ask "Daddy, which one of your good little whores holes do you want to fill up tonight"
"Daddy want's ..." You interrupt him giving him an unexpected stipulation,, " make sure you're certain, tonight you only get one, and you don't get a condom"
As if some form of switch was turned on inside of him, he reaches down grabs a handful of your hair pulling your head back stare into your eyes, "Daddy's never fully gotten to enjoy your pretty little mouth I think we should start there"
Before the words of agreement can escape your mouth, you feel the tip of his cock separate your lips and slide along your tongue. Happily your mouth takes him deep inside of it relaxing as you lick up and down his shaft, long firm strokes with your hand while your tongue tickles the tip, sucking his balls into your mouth licking them while increasing the speed of the stroke. Every time you feel the slightest hint of a throb, you thrust him back into your mouth as deep as you can not wanting to miss single drop when the moment comes. Prior to your dreams of recent times, you never enjoy doing it, it always felt like something you just had to do. But this is different. Physically your body feels pleasure with each stroke of his cock in and out of your mouth. Feeling your pussy throbbing, dripping down your thigh you reach your free hand back and begin to fuck yourself vigorously with your fingers.
Feeling the shift in your positioning, "No no no baby girl, let Daddy take care of that for you" he growls. Grasping your wrist, pushing it away, he forces his cock deep into your throat, as you feel his fingers penetrate you're waiting pussy.
Sliding completely in and out of you, slowly working more and more into you, you feel the slight stretch and begin to cum as the fourth finger makes its way inside. You could feel his fingers moving inside of you tracing feeling exploring every inch of the dripping mess that you are for him right now, with every pulse of your pussy his cock begins to throb harder and harder. Tasting a salty sweetness trip down the back of your throat, the way his ass is tightening under your hand, you begin to suck ferociously and hard. Your pussy exploding and gushing, cum pouring out of you like has never happened before in your life, as you feel the warmth of his cum filling your mouth, you continue sucking harder and harder swallowing with every throb that shoots more in your mouth. You come to realizing how much the feeling and taste this cock filling your mouth turns you on.
You feel him start to back away as the throbbing begins to subside and can no longer taste fresh cum dripping. You hold him tight to your face for just a moment longer, feel his body twitch with pleasure that seems to extreme handle.
"Was I a good girl Daddy" your smile looking at the pleasure on his face"
" No" he says to you with firmness and authority that instantly turns your smile to a frown. " A good little fucking slut is what you were" smiling as he realizes the degrading words spoken to you sent a quiver through your body weakening your knees.
" Now shut that pretty little mouth and lay down" he commands with the same authority in his voice as a moment ago, and like the good little whore you are you obey " Yes daddy"
Before you're back is fully against the bed his arms are raising your legs above his shoulders, diving in he begins eating you like a ravenous lion who has just overcome his prey. His tongue dancing along your clit sliding between your lips teasing befor pushing deep inside of you.
Experiencing sensations you have never felt before he licks you kisses you sucks you and touches you in ways only imaginable in your dreams. You can't stop yourself, you come harder and harder with every orgasm he gives you. Every time your pussy begins throb and the quiver rolls down your spine he takes your clit in his mouth and sucks and licks as hard as he can not stopping until your body convulses in the most intense orgasms you've ever experienced. Out of breath heart racing you beg him to stop, " please Daddy stop, I can't handle anymore". You hear a sinister laugh escape his mouth as he pushes in harder and forces you to have one last orgasm, you feel yourself creaming as he makes you come, the warmth of your own juices now dripping down your body the passion that his tongue and lips are showing your body, your back arches as a final loud moan escapes your lips.
Now standing at the foot of your bed he looks down at you, "how is such a dirty little slut able to be such a good little whore for me" he laughed as he asks. Not allowing you to answer he tells you "now go clean yourself up"
Only gone for a few moments you return to the room and he's not there. Sitting on the edge of your bed you think to yourself how did this even happen.
As the coffee cup hit the floor, it all began to make sense. Familiarity of The voice, smell of the cologne, the sensation through your body as his hand brushed against yours. The shy smile you gave him as you walked out of the pharmacy yesterday morning. "Chris" you sigh not sure how you feel at the moment.
How, how does this happen. How did I not realize it was all real I think it was just a dream, 100 questions running through your mind all at the same time, dizzy from your mind spinning " fucking pills" you yell.
You sit down on the edge of your bed laptop on your lap and watch. You watch for over an hour, you watch him slowly climb through the bedroom window that you leave cracked, you watch him slowly undressing, staring at you from the foot of your bed, you can't help but watch how erect he already is. In shock you stare there at the screen, the way he slowly climbs into your bed like he belongs there, the way that he begins by softly running his fingers through your hair and up and down your back. You watch the way that the touch the sensations make your body begin to react. At first you just slightly roll more towards the touch, followed by completely rolling onto your back. You watch his touch shift softly to fingers caressing your cheek, then tracing the valley between your breasts. You watch your breasts heave up and down as the pace and depth of your breath increases. You watch the way your hips slightly grind as your legs spread ever so slightly. You see the way he stares at you as his hand works its way between your legs and softly begins to caress you through your shorts.
You stare with intensity as you watch him hover over you, slowly removing your clothing gently, it almost looks like lovingly. Take a deep breath as you watch him softly kisses way down your body with purpose, you breathe faster watching your back arch with anticipation of his mouth reaching its final destination.
It's at this point that without thought your hands find their way between your legs softly feeling the wetness left behind from what you're watching in the video. Slowly caressing your clit sliding your finger tip just slightly inside of yourself pull moisture out and lubricate yourself, beginning to enjoy what you're watching. For almost an hour you sit there pleasuring yourself watching what you first thought was going to disgust you, but seeing your inability to stop it, that this man is using you like a whore, all the while doing it ll in a way only to be described as passionate love, realization hit you that this is what you craved for so long.
Your fingers doing their job following the pace of all of his actions when he switches from your pussy to your mouth so do your fingers, licking the sweetness of yourself off of them as if it was his cock in there, what he bent you over and slowly slid into your ass, your fingers followed in synch, bringing you to the first orgasm you've ever given yourself fingering your ass. By the time you're done the edge of your bed and the floor are soaking wet with your juices. Your heart is pounding, and your mind is filled with questions. You finish cleaning up the mess the video has caused, and start the series of events that you've just mapped out in your mind.
Text to your boss, sorry doctor told me I should stay home one more day I'll definitely be back tomorrow. Steaming hot shower cleaning away the remnants last nights and this mornings adventures. You spend a little more time than normal on your hair, go a little further than normal on your makeup, dig through your closet for just the right outfit. Pull out a very low cut maxi dress, your calf height boots, and conveniently forget to put on a pair of panties or bra.
You wait until a little after 10:00 a.m. to get started. Driving to the pharmacy, more nervous than you've ever been in your life, you look in the mirror and giggle " this is going to be fun" you arrive at the pharmacy, and walk through the door with a purpose. Inhaling deeply through your nose as you walk towards the back, it hits you, the scent of his cologne. "Good, he's here" you whisper through a smile. you walk yourself to the condom section glancing slightly at the pharmacy looking to see if he's within site. Behind the wall you see him looking down doing some form of work, so little louder than you normally would, you say hi to the pharmacist as he walks by. Hearing your voice catches his attention and Chris looks up from what he's doing. You're watching him slightly out of the corner of your eye, trying to make sure he doesn't know you're looking at him. You begin picking up different bottles of lube and act like you are intensely reading the info of the benefits that each offers, occasionally glancing out the side of your eye to make sure he still watching. His eyes locked on you like a sniper through his scope, you begin to reach for vibrator making sure he can see the smile on your face as you pick it up and examine the shape and size. The shopping basket on the floor next to you you slightly turn your back to him bending much further than necessary at the waist and slowly place it into the basket so that he can have a clear view in the light of what he's been enjoying in the darkness. You turn your head to the shelf still bent over looking at more lubricants near the bottom and just pick a random warming one and put it in your basket . Because of your angle you're able to see the intensity he is staring at you with, and take this moment to act like you just realized that you may have been showing something, you slide your hand back between your legs purposely letting a finger slide between your lips and across your ass as you grab the bottom of the skirt and pull it down slightly covering what it can.
Pick up the basket and begin to walk to the counter. Seeing you approaching Chris comes from behind the counter he was working at and approaches the register. "Good morning Krista" he greets you with a warm smile, " did you find everything you were looking for today" he asks and then blushes realizing the items he just watched you grab.
" I think so" you say back with an evil smile. " Umm this might be weird, but I don't feel comfortable asking the pharmacist. I mean he's known my family my whole life, but do you think you could help me with some side effects I seem to be having with this new sleeping pill" You ask as you tilt your head slightly to the side"
"I'm not really supposed to do consultations but I can see it I can help" he says with a slight bit if hesitation. "What seems to be the issue"
"It's kind of embarrassing, but ever since I started taking this new sleeping pill I've noticed I'm having very vivid dreams" you pause to see his reaction
"All medications that cause drowsiness or help you sleep can affect your dream patterns. I'm sure it's nothing that you need to worry about" he attempts to reassure you
"Well, they're very sexual dreams, and I seem to be having an extremely high increase in my drive, where every day I'm waking up needing more from the dream"
You see the redness fill his face as he begins to blush "Oh, umm, there nothing to be embarrassed about" he said visibly embarrassed at the moment "many medications can cause an increase or decrease in libido, I would recommend trying to give the medication a little more time to regulate in your system, or speak to your doctor if it is an uncomfortable side effect"
" Definitely not uncomfortable"you giggle as that response slips from your mouth without thinking. " Thank you so much, you made me feel much better about it right now"
Awkwardly he rings up the lube and vibrator that you placed in front of him, having trouble hiding the fact that he's staring at your partially exposed nipple poking out of the top of your dress. " Ummmmm" he mumbles and points to your chest as your eyes catch his look. You look down hesitate for just a moment and then apologize as you pull it up, " sorry I was doing laundry and just threw this on before I came here"
You finished transaction give him a smile " See you soon" you slowly say to him turning to walk away. Still feeling his eyes exploring your body you purposely bend all the way over again and act like you're adjusting the calf of your boot. With a smile and a giggle you stand up and walk back out the door to head home.
You spend the rest of the day cleaning and just thinking about what's to come tonight. You finished dinner, clean everything up and head to bed a little early. No wine with dinner, no pills before you went
to bed, but definitely an alarm clock set for 1:45 a.m..
