His friend, a dear friend, walks into the room. Her scarlet red hair, her fair complexion, her smile. It immediately sends him into the world he so often finds himself trapped within. A world of wish and want. A world of lust and desire that binds his thoughts to her.
He see the silk scarf so beautifully wrapped across her neck, laying down on across her breasts. While others compliment her on the scarf, in his mind, his compliment is taking the scarf off her neck and binding her wrist above her head. He then uses his strength to pick her up, toss her over his shoulder, holding her tight. He forcefully, almost violently, clears the nearest table of anything that could get in his way.
Another show of gentle strength. Her throws her with her bound wrist on the table. He catches her just as she lands so she falls soft and unharmed. He pulls her blouse up, exposing her goddess like breast. He pauses, looks at her, and sees her smile of approval and permission. He then places his lips on her nipples and begins to suck. A slight moan from his lover is asking for more.
He moves down her belly, drawing a line from her breast to what he needs. As he gets closer to her beauty, he can feel the warmth radiating from it. He removes her pants with a frightening intensity. He exposes her drench panties as he spreads her legs apart. He want to be closer to her pussy. He moves his face down her legs so his beard can send pulsing shivers to her clit. She is now beginning twitch with anticipation. His face is on her and through her soaked panties, he draws a deep breath. The smell of her arousal is intoxicating.
The feeling of the air rushing over her clit as he breaths causes her to thrust her hips to him. Her pussy is now control of her. It’s begging for more. Making her beg him for more. She looks at him and says, “Fuck me. Fuck me now. Pull panties to the side. I can’t wait for them to be off. Make my pussy yours and have me anyway you want. Fuck me now. Fuck me hard.”
And as he plunges his painfully hard cock into her, as he feels her pussy gush for his cock inside of her, he is awakened from his day dream. He looks up at her, for a small friendly smile and wave. She leaves to the room. Her can’t have her. It’s not supposed to happen. It never will. He will forever be bound to the world of want and wish. The world of lust and desire. The world that only exists in his mind.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/9ua7fw/its_not_suppose_to_happen