I had a dream I dated and fucked Taylor Swift [MF] [sex] [passionate]

I spent most of the day waiting. In the back of the sound stage, by the wires, and the supplies, and the extra chairs. It was dark, hot, but I didn’t mind. I got to watch her.

It was getting close to lunch time, and they were filming the limo scene. Taylor was to look out the window, sing a few lyrics and that was to be it. But, Taylor wasn’t getting the take the director wanted. Take after take they tried, but Taylor just struggled to capture the moment of the scene.

After another fail, she glances up at me, the first time she looked at me in an hour. She looks sad, disappointed in herself. I simply did a half shrug and a little smile to ease the mood. She smiled brightly at me and let out a small laugh. You could see the tension leave her shoulders. Her bare, beautiful shoulders.

Taylor was in all black. Her hair was short and wavy. Her lipstick, bright red. Just the way I loved it. She had on black pants, that were tight, and a tight little top on – also black. It did, however have white lace around the neckline, which dropped down considerably for Taylor. Her neck was exposed and it felt as if all I did today was stare at it.

One more take starts and this time Taylor nails it. When the director yells cut, she let out a small scream of pleasure. That awoke something in me, Ive been dreaming of hearing that scream one day.

We have only been dating a few weeks, and mostly all we did was some quick pecks here and there. We are still trying to figure out where we stand. I like her, and she seems to like me. That’s good enough for now.

Someone yelled lunch and everyone disperses in all directions. Mostly to go outside to the food trunks or get some fresh air. I wait in my spot. I didn’t want to interfere with Taylor and figured I would wait for her to come to me.

She had a few words with the director, and her assistant had something for her that needed to be signed right away, but after a few minutes, she made her way to me.

It’s the way that she walks to me that I love. Her long legs taking quick strides. Her small, slender frame bouncing up and down. Her hair as it bounces up and down. Half way to me, she runs her hand through her hair, exposing more of that neck.

“Thank you for waiting so long,” she says and she gives me a quick kiss on the lips. Her lips are warm and wet. A tingle passes through my whole body.

We embrace in a hug and she holds me tightly. “No problem, anything for you,” I say.

We break the hug and she says “Your sweet.”

A half smile crosses my face and a little laugh comes out of my mouth.

“What?” she says.

My thoughts race. I can’t tell her what I am thinking. It is way too dirty.

“Nothing” I say, bashfully.

“You can tell me. You can tell me anything,” Taylor says and rubs my bicep. She lingers there and looks into my eyes.

My heart flutters and races. Just the slightest touch from her lately seems to be sending me into a frenzy. Even now I can feel my jeans tighten.

I grab her by the hips, the closest I have come to grabbing her ass, and playfully spin her so she is up against the wall now. A small, joyful scream unconscionably leaves her mouth. We stare into eachothers eyes and I notice Taylor biting her lip. The way a girl does when she has something on her mind.

“Tell me,” she almost whispers. Her back arches and I can feel her pull me into her.

Keeping eye contact, I come in closer to Taylor and kiss the base of her neck. With my hands still on her hips, I pull her into me. I lock my arms around the small of her back and strengthen my kiss on her neck again.

She lets out a small moan. Which makes my heart race faster. I move my kiss up to the middle of her neck, and then whisper into her ear, “I’ve been wanting to kiss your neck for hours now.”

“Don’t stop,” Taylor almost moans back to me. Her head leans back, exposing all of her neck to me.

I start in slow. A few savory pecks working my way back down to the base of her neck. My hands still firm on her hips. Her hands start to wonder all over my back. About the fourth kiss in, she lets out a seductive “yes. yes!”

I cant take it anymore. My mouth moves up to her mouth. I kiss Taylor long and deep. My tongue penetrating her mouth and searching for her tongue. It’s more than I can take. My cock starts to throb inside the tight jeans, growing larger and larger.

Taylor seems to be having the same effect. Her whimpers have grown to moans as we make out like teenagers.

Its more than I can take and my hands break free from her back and move straight down to her ass. Its small and firm and just the way I like it. It fits perfectly into my hands and as I squeeze, Taylor’s moans.

I break off the makeup session and go back to her neck. Taylors head cocks back again as moan after moan shrills out of her mouth. My left hand moves off her ass, up her waist, and onto her right tit. It is more tremendous than I could ever have imagined. Soft, round, and heaving with lust.

“Oh yes,” Taylor moans and my hands continue to explore and as I kiss her neck deeply. My mouth moves back up to hers and the makeout session continues. By now her hands have made it down to my ass and we are both fondling eachother.

“I want you,” she finally says and my cock shoots rock hard. I break away from her for a second and we spy a small dressing room just to the side of us. I break off of her, grab her hand and lead her through the door. I close the door and immediately am attacked by Taylor. She pushes me back against the door and kisses me hard. I quickly grab her ass and try to get my hand down the back of her pants. Taylor has a better idea.

Still kissing me, she backs away and leads me towards a small couch. As she does, her right hand finds my pants and goes down the front of them. Taylor Swift grabs my cock. It is long, hard, and ready for her touch. Her grip tightens and my cock throbs in her hand.

We reach the couch, and she lets go of me. She quickly loses her pants and underwear. Her pussy is exposed and she lies down on the couch. I quickly fumble to get my pants off and lie on top of her. I resume kissing her neck and probing her body with my hands.

I work my way back up and kiss her lips. Soft and quickly. I hover millimetres away from her mouth and let out a small smile. She smiles back and I give her my tongue.

As we continue to kiss, my hips start to move. My full erection rubs the outside of Taylors bald pussy. I can feel her juices on my cock as it rubs up and down her lips. After a few seconds the tip of my cock finds her hole. I move around slowly and the head of my penis slips into Taylors pussy.

“Oh my god,” she says softly upon penetration. Her hands grab my lower back and demand me to go further into her. I oblige. I slide my cock all the way in and stop there. A large moan from Taylor, who, underneath me, wiggles her hips up and down on my cock.

Her pussy is warm, wet, and fits tightly around my member. I resume my motion and my cock slides up and down, in and out of Taylors pussy. I pump slowly, all while kissing her softly.

Her moans and my breath become in sync. My thrusts become faster and faster as our passion overtakes us. Taylor’s eyes are closed and her moans become louder. The louder her moans, the faster I pump. The faster I pump, the louder she moans.

We near the end. I slow the pace down a bit and just work the tip of my cock inside Taylor. I kiss her neck and using very short strokes, I let the head of my cock rub Taylors pussy. Five, six, seven small strokes like this. Just the big head of my cock grazing just inside Taylor. Then, slowly, I go all the way in and pump three or four times hard. It sends Taylor into a frenzy.

I do it again. Five, six, seven small pumps with just the head of my cock just inside Taylors pussy. “Do it” she says, “Do it now” and I thrust my cock deep inside of her.

“My god, I’m going to cum,” she says. “Don’t stop”.

One more time. Five, six, seven, short thrusts. “Yes! Yes! YES!” she screams. And then I thrust deep in her. I don’t even make it all the way in “I’m cumming!” she yells. And I blast my cock in her faster and faster.

“HOLY SHIT!” she yells. “Yes! Oh my God, YES!”.

Taylors body shakes and shutters as she cums.

“Im going to cum. Where do you want me to cum?” I ask.

“In me. Cum in me”

Hearing that, I stand no chance. One more deep pump and I feel the tingle. My hard cock throbs, I arch my back, and shoot my load deep into Taylor’s pussy.

“Oh yes!” I scream. My thrusts become less and less as my load expels into her. She grabs onto my ass and pushes me deep into her. I arch my back, and my cum finishes.

I collapse into a heap onto Taylor. We embrace and once last time I kiss her neck.

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6 comments

  1. Usually, when I have dreams, they are sexual in nature. I have had many dreams about TS, and all of them were about how cool a person she is and nothing to do with sex… I’m not saying you are right wrong, or putting any kind of judgement on you. I’m just saying that for some reason, despite how physically attractive I find her, I can’t dream about her like that.

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