“How cum it is that we’re always back in bed together” Clarissa purred from the comforter. Surprising Marty who was just cuming comatose again after a night of.. “Who? Where? Ah (his fake act of horror).. Good.. is it morning already?” Rolling out of the covers and sitting on the side of the bed, his bed. Still feeling special Clarissa pounced. Dragging her kiss from his shoulder down his back, licking and sucking at all the right places. Reaching around to drag her nails from his chest to his cock, hoping for some more face time before he plowed into her hungry pussy once again. Clarissa’s nails passed his peeks keeping pace with her tongue that was on the other side of his tasty body. She felt him shiver, pressing her advantage to his stomach. Each nail traveling along his sex pack as her cunt spasmed due to the fantasy as each nail crossed the valley to bridge his stomach. “You want some sexxee” he blurted, standing up as Clarissa’s fantasy came crashing down. “Yes” was all that came from the face planted Clarissa. “Good.. good” he said turning on the water. “Where did I go wrong? We had a outstanding time last night! A club or two, dinner, Mmm dancing (fuck I just came.. again), a walk on the beach, then more (Clarissa’s body quaked with a new orgasm) ceiling dancing, a night.. a nigh.. Ooooh fuckkk what.. what is.. happening, happening to to Mmm Ooooh..” Clarissa was to far gone inside her head to imagine that he would want to return the favor. On her knees with her ass hanging dangerously close to the end of the bed, head down which also meant tits down (so he doesn’t get distracted) and his tongue planted firmly between her lips. Starting out on the pink surface his tongue roamed, darting here and there as he tasted every luscious fold that her pussy had to offer. “Mmm.. Mmmmmmmmm” she could not believe that he a goalie for the Pink Sand Rack who could have any girl of his dreams would be.. “Oh shit, Ooooh Ooooh.. … OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk yesssssssss..” Clarissa’s pussy convulsed from the torture his tongue was playing in it pink folds. “Move up or or Oh dam.. Oh da..” squeezing anything she could reach. The fitted sheet, her tit.. “Why my (I’m cuming again without a orgasm) tit.. (harder I squeezed the more I came) Ooo yes Ooooh yesss Mmm.. fuckkk Mmm.. yesss fuckkk (finally the orgasm that will rip me apart, Rrrrrrr) Mmmmmmmmm..” moving her head as she breathed in, then a spanking. “Why.. Oh why did you.. (clamping down with both hands on to her tits) Ooo.. Ooo (he didn’t I did, so what better way to show how much his tongue meant to me) OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” she howled as the tip of his tongue retreated from her clit. “I must mov.. Mmmove yes yes Mmm (then the most fucking part of my visit).. OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk Mmm assssss (yea, I said it)” Clarissa’s pussy exploded once again, half in his mouth, on his chin the rest coating the spot on my side of the bed. A crisp clean smack to her ass, Clarissa’s pussy contracted while her asshole opened that much further. “OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss fuckkk Mmm assssss.. yes fuck it fuckkk itttt (couldn’t tell you when this happened)..” Clarissa started pinch her own clit, pull on it. “OooohOooohOooohOoooh yesssssssss.. fuckkk yesssssssss OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh..” his tongue sank into her ass faster then anything before. The look of surprise filled her face, her cheeks darkened blushing for some unknown reason then the spank as his other hand made it’s impression on her ass. Sliding her fingers back further, going for the full experience of being finger banged while having her ass ate out. Sinking her fingers into the hot mess that was her pussy, feeling the cum as it ran down her arm. Hooking her fingers cuz the next orgasm was just a heartbeat away. “Oh Ohh Ooooh fuck Mmm.. Ooooh OooohOooohOooohOoooh fuckkk Mmmm (even as I came the hook of my fingers grated against my clit).. … …” Clarissa reached forward with her one free hand. Grabbing the other side of the mattress as her body bucked like never before. Her knees spread sending her down to the bed, her back contorted giving him more assess to her forbidden zone. “Is this it, what I have lived all these sort years for.. if so take me now.. nowww.. Ohmigoddess” Clarissa’s hips thrusting down dragging the clit against anything that would tag it. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she blacked out.
Feeling the dryness in her mouth, she stirred. Opening her eyes and seeing unfamiliar surroundings. Dragging her fingers from her swollen cunt as she returned to her knees. Sucking the dried cum from her fingers as her eyes adjusted. Seeing a Sexxee mug with a note sitting on one side of the bed. “Good morning sexy, if you read this then your alive if not then I’ll have some explaining to do to the campussy security. Hope you had a good time last night and this morning. Remember lock the door on your way out, Marty” tasting the cold Sexxee with a bitter look to her face. “Guess I was out for a while” retrieving the last of her clothing.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/i9g7fk/wet_dreams_university_53_the_next_morning_dream