The Reality of Natty -v- The Secret Dream ....................
The Monday afternoon story, Part Two.................. the day after, the café afternoon ....
The beautiful sexy woman was as naked as the day she was, but totally encased, wrapped in just a single massive pure white Egyptian cotton bed sheet, almost cocooned.
Her sleep had been deep restless, almost fitful, during the previous night, pictures and noises ....
The woman's dreams had been many, vivid, she had, had the sweats of sexual heat stir and wake her through the night, her stunning sexually charged toned body had been exhausted, her long and sensuous limbs had ached, she felt as though she had been drained, the previous day had been long, the train ride, the walk, the café toilet, the wanton pleasure .... Of her sex.
Sleep had come early yesterday evening, it had been welcomed by the woman, Natty had spent the last five days, far away, from her normal life, back in the folds of her old school friends, the past, the memories of innocence, and so many other such things, the drugs, drink, the late night discussions, the parties, the lack of sleep, the daily spa treatments, the wedding night, and service, being a bridesmaid, had taken their toll, on her mind, her body, her soul, Natty had welcomed the rest from much of an emotional onslaught, it had bought to her senses........
The late morning sun was just teasing and kissing her body through the half open curtain, casting a line across the middle of her naked cotton wrapped body, the fresh breeze of a new day was nice it was cooling, she felt alive .............
She glanced at the clock, it was 11.30am, god she thought to herself, well over 14 hours sleep, she rolled over in her big bed, the cotton sheet falling way, exposing her skin to the sun and breeze, she savoured it for a few minutes, her eyes closed, she was now lying on her stomach, her arms and hands crossed under the pillow, her legs open one knee was drawn up, her gaze was nowhere, she just watched the breeze billow the light weight curtains in the window....
The solitude of her bed, it was her sanctuary, soothing, she wondered to herself, when was the last time that the woman Natty, not the sex star, web and cam star, Secret Dream, had used this bed, used it to her own advantage, her mind could not remember, as her alter ego, always seemed to use it these days............sometimes she craved the touch of someone in this bed, to hold, and to be taken by, enjoyed, and loved...............or just fucked.
The sex cam worker, her alter ego was inside her now, was always in charge of that side of her, or so it seemed these days, her mind thought of her inner nemesis, the pleasure she gave her, the sex, the voyeurism, the participation, the hordes of faceless men who craved her, desired her, wanted her, they paid her to please herself, to watch them, to do as they wished, it was deliciously, intoxicating, it had almost consumed her, but she had to admit, that she enjoyed it,................. Almost craved it!!
The Secret Dream... was that woman's name, her Alter Ego, her superwoman's face, and disguise...
She had taken over this side of the woman's life, the web cam sex girls, as they were collectively called in cyber space, had become a major part of her life, its result, had and still does fund the lifestyle, her body was her lifeline, Secret Dream had exposed that, pleasured that, controlled it......
The woman, Natty, closed her eyes, she thought of the last few days, a sly sexy smile crept across her face and stopped on her full naked lips, a tear from her inner soul rolled down her cheek..........
The thoughts of the sexy young girl at the spa, then she was between her legs, stirred her inside, her hips moved, her heavy breasts where pushed into the bed, her hand slide down her, under her body slowly, softly, seeking out her sexual pressure points, she bit her lip, as it found her nipples, cupped her breasts, her hand swept over her tight abdomen until it found her pubis, the first touches, sent a shock wave through her sex, god she was so tender, the wetness on her lips was almost instant, as her fingers explored herself, god she thought, am I still that responsive, to these moments .............
Then the taxi driver, was there in her mind, the drunken haze of that, that night, her mind half-awake in the front seat of his car, the feeling of his rough hands on her body, the first male ones for a long time, she thought, he had almost ripped the shirt of her back, how had he pulled her legging down, to her knees, she was sitting in his car, why was she in the front seat, she then remembered, she was in the back, when she had left the club alone, but she could not remember when and how.,
Then she just did............. Oh my god, Natty thought to herself, her memory, was now there , clearer, sharper, I had wanted to piss, he stopped the car, to let me, at the rear of the station car park, where he picked me up, a few days before, She - The Dreamer was being provocative, teasing him, he got out of the cab to help her in the darkness of the car park, her bloody laced up high heels, she had tumbled over, fell on her side, her skin tight leggings and G string pulled down around her knees, he had helped her, pulled her upright, lent her against the car, then ..........his hand was between her legs, her mind was feeling his fingers pushing inside her, just as hers was about to do now.............as she lay on her bed, in the heat .........of her sex, am I dreaming this .....
She closed her eyes, she bit her lower lip, No, and she said to herself, I didn't did I...Then his cock was there, out of his pants, hard un cut and large, in her mind, or was it...........A DREAM.
Him saying to her over and over again and again, no cab fare, no cab fare, you make me cum then, cheap city bitch, cab fare is 150 now, you not pay me, or you going to pay me with your sex, in his broken languages...........his stale coffee laden breath heavy.... Deep,
He just grabbed her, forced her hand onto his cock, his knee, was then between her legs, his other hand pulling her shirt up, over her breasts, her bra ripped open and pushed up, exposing her breasts to the cold night air, her back pressed tight up against the car doors, her hand taking his cock, she held it for a few moments, then her natural reflex's about to take over, but Secret Dream then came to her, she began to slowly wank it, he was big, uncut, she could feel him growing bigger in her hand, he got even harder, she said to him, okay, okay ...............
He calmed, his grip on her eased, he pulled back, Natty was exposed, in the half light of the station car park, it was deserted, it was what now ... like 4.00am in the morning, the woman was drunk, her sexual alter ego, was in charge protecting her, she felt like she was outside of herself watching a movie, POV...... almost,
He looked down at her body, her breasts heaved, her hands where wrapped around his cock, he was rock hard in her grip, his hands resting on the roof of the car either side of her, his head was tilted back, he was mumbling, her legs where parted, her skin tight legging where below her knees, the material stretched out, the cold night air, had made her pussy and skin so sensitive............
She was lost, her alter cyber-sex ego ..... Dreamer, had taken control of her, she slid down the car into a squat, her hands still on his cock, until she was facing it, the skin was rolling back, as she massaged his hardness, the head was massive, engorged, by his lust, her touch, she just sat there and wanked it for a minute watching him, enjoying the view, he was thrusting his hips forward towards her,
He was looking down at her, she looked up at him, then she took him in her mouth, deep inside, and then she devoured his cock, his cock tasted stale, of fresh piss, sweat, but she just ate him, licking, biting, sucking him, his foreskin rolling back across her lips, she could feel him twitch in her mouth, he seemed to be getting bigger, harder, her spit was dripping from the corners of her mouth, she pulled him out, spat on his cock, she drooled her spit over her tits, his cock suddenly pulled back in her hands, his cum shot was instant, it took her totally by surprise, the first spurts of his cum, hit her full on the chin, she pulled her head up, mouth open in shock, he's cock spurted five maybe six times, hips thrusting at her, her chest, her breasts, where then covered in his cum, thick, hot, it steamed in the chill of the night, her grabbed her head, and pushed his still hard cock back into her mouth, deep, hard, she almost gagged..........
He said to her, again bitch, again, you will take my cock again and I will cum again, for 150.......
His hand was locked tight within her hair, pulling her face onto his cock, he was starting to slowly face fuck her, she was gasping for air, his cock was still so hard, so big in her mouth, she was choking on his cock, she felt his balls hit her face a few times, fuck he is so deep, she tried to talk............... but it felt so good,
He then pulled himself slowly out of her mouth, he grabbed her under her arms and pulled her upright, pushing her back against the car, his hand had hers locked above her head holding them, his mouth found her breasts, biting them, she gasped, his knee was between her legs again, she felt his hard cock being pushed against her skin, between her legs, her thigh, her stomach, still so hard, wet,