I vaguely remember my dream but it vanished when I suddenly woke up. I have this feeling, a hunger, or an itch, but not sure how to react to it. The pull of it is strong, though.
"Damn, I wanted to sleep in." Slowly stretching, I run my hands over my body and feel my skin tingle and come alive. With a long last stretch and a yawn, I slide out of bed and slipped my red silky robe over my naked body. Should I get dressed, I think to myself? "Nah, I need coffee first," I say out loud.
Walking into the kitchen, I quickly glance outside the window over the sink and look toward the hills that sit behind my complex. It's going to be another hot day. It might be a good day to do nothing but lounge outside on the deck with a few cold drinks and read. So glad it is Saturday.
My mind wanders while I lean on the counter and wait for the coffee to brew. That hunger or itch is getting stronger and I know I will eventually have to do something about it. What started it I wonder?
"Oooooh, yessss," the words said out loud. "I remember now."
It was that man at the bar last night. He was well over 6 feet with blond hair and the bluest eyes I have ever seen. At first glance, I thought he was the same age as most of the guys in the bar but noticed a few lines around his eyes and took him to be closer to my age.
When he glanced at me, he looked right at me and I felt sexy and hot, all at once. He slowly looked me over with those eyes; it was like he was making love to my body without touching me. Being that I was not the typical young, thin, cute blond babes in the bar and only one of the few brunettes with natural curves to my body, it was a unusual to have a man look at me with such sexual hunger, especially in this bar where I was used to being overlooked for the blonds. What a strange, sensual feeling that was.
Without being obvious, I looked him over and noticed his strong, muscular neck. I wanted to grab him and run my fingers over his broad shoulders and wide, solid chest while I nibbled on that neck.
I saw his big hands with long fingers and my mind started to picture them on my breasts, playing with my nipples, pinching and tugging; and his arms, so strong and muscular; I could practically feel them around me, holding me while he plunged his tongue into my mouth for a long hot, wet kiss.
When he turned to speak to one of the guys he was with, I got a wonderful view of his beautiful ass... you could tell it was tight and made me want to grab and caress it. I end my gazing of his body at his long legs.
It took every ounce of energy to look away and force myself to concentrate on what my friends were saying at our table. My last thought as I looked away was wondering if his cock was as beautiful as the rest of him. I knew I was flustered and flushed but let my friends think it was the drinks affecting me.
I felt his glances my way throughout the night, with a devilish grin on his lips and in his eyes. So when I left the bar, I was hot and horny and when I got home, I had masturbated with him in mind. I wanted that man to fuck me every which way and would have loved to pleasure him over and over.
The bubbling of the coffee pulls me from my thoughts and I grab a mug, pour some coffee into it and make my way to the patio deck. I see the book on the side table from a few days ago but it does not interest me. I sit on the lounge chair with my legs spread and hanging over either side. The robe slides open and I feel the warm light breeze on my pussy. I take a couple sips from the mug as I look around. Being on the third floor, I have a pretty nice view of the surrounding hill behind my condo complex with a building on each side of mine. Since there was nothing really to look at I take a few more sips of my coffee and place it on the table next to the book.
My mind wanders back to that man again and my body reacts to my thoughts; my pussy starts to throb and the hunger is stronger than ever. Unconsciously, my right hand moves between my legs and starts to rub my clit in slow circles while I remember how his blue eyes looked at me. I realize that I have become breathless and a constant fantasy of mine pops into my head; to play with pussy while I lay in this lounge chair. The element of being caught is so seductive and erotic. With this hunger plaguing me, I find my body needing release and fast.
I slowly look and being that it is pretty early in the morning, no one was around so I untie my robe and slide it open. I slide my hands across my breasts, down my stomach to my bare pussy. The feel of silkiness and the thought of having his hard cock sliding in and out, is so sensual and delicious, I get hotter thinking about it; wishing he was really here.
I bring my left hand up to fondle my tits while I close my eyes and picture him pinching and playing with my nipples, with his long, big fingers. With my right hand, I caress my body, slowly making its way to my wet, hot pussy. Just the thought of that man between my legs with his cock ramming my pussy is intoxicating. I feel faint and my body is ready to explode.
My fingers find my clit, and slowly I massage it, spreading my legs further apart while I slide more into a laying position on the lounge chair. I desperately want to feel that man's cock inside of me, but knowing I can't, I bring my left hand down and slide a couple fingers in my pussy so I can fuck myself, lifting my hips up, pretending it is his hard, rigid cock.
I picture him ramming his solid rod inside, deeper and harder, my fingers mimic the rhythm as I thrust my fingers in and out of my drenched cunt and my breathing becomes ragged as I feel the pressure build. I can feel my orgasm building and my fingers keep stabbing my pussy while I still assault my clit with faster circles. Oh, I can feel the heat building hotter until I feel like I am going to explode. I know I am moaning out loud but don't care as I still picture his cock lunging faster and harder into my pussy. I start to pant and say out loud, "Oh, I am going to cum; oh, yes, I'm cumming; oh, yes, yes, I am cumming; I'm cummmmmminnnnngggg!!!"
As the euphoria of my orgasm slowly subsides, I realize that I am spread eagle on my lounge chair, with robe hanging off of me and my hands are still slowly fondling my pussy. It was the most incredible feeling my body has had in a long time. The fantasy of that man gave me the best orgasm I think I have ever had.
I pull my hands away from my pussy and sit up to tie my robe close, slowly glancing around to see if anyone had watched my show. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a shadow of a man step back into his condo. It was so fast that I didn't see who he was but my face becomes instantly flushed with embarrassment, I get up and I grab my now cold coffee and step back into my condo.
What in the hell was I thinking? Someone had watched me pleasure myself in broad daylight on my deck. I really must be losing my mind. I walk over to the sink and empty the mug. I turn and fill it back up with more hot coffee. Who ever it was saw me legs spread and pussy in full view. What if I bump into him in the mail room downstairs? He would know it was me but I wouldn't know it was him.
Flushed with embarrassment and my orgasm, I finish my coffee and set the mug into the sink and head for the shower. That might distract me enough to get that man out of my thoughts... I have to stop thinking about him and how he is making me feel.
In the shower, I let the warm water drain over me and realize that I can't get him out of my mind. Those eyes really got to me; they looked at me with such sexual hunger. The man was not handsome in a conventional way but he oozed sexiness and it made me hot every time I thought of him.
I realize that thinking of him again was making my pussy was dripping wet, in spite of the water from the shower. I pull down the handle of the shower head and put it on the massage setting, so I can use it to vibrate and pleasure my pussy. I spread my legs and massage my clit while the stream of pulsing water hits my pussy, causing an intense build up of pressure I know will explode into an amazing orgasm. I continue to rub with my clit faster and harder as the stream of water pulses into my pussy. I feel my orgasm nearing and hear myself moaning out loud, wanting to make it last longer but can't as I am ready to explode. When I finally cum, the intensity of it shakes me, that I almost slip and have to catch myself. Fuck, I really need to get out of this place before my poor pussy is assaulted again by my hands, the shower head or whatever is handy.
I finish in the shower, step out, grabbing a towel for my hair and one to dry my body. What to wear, I think to myself as I wrap the towel around my head and walk out of the bathroom. I need to wear something to keep me cool, as I can feel it getting warm so early in the morning.
As I am drying off, I walk towards the bedroom and find a thin, lightweight cotton red sundress from my closet. I turn to my dresser and find matching panties and throw them on the bed. I spread my vanilla scented body lotion all over my body and then reach for my vanilla scented body spray and mist myself with it, making sure to apply a little spray to my pussy and between my breasts. I pull on my panties and think that it was going to be too hot for a bra.
As I pull the zipper up in front of my sundress, I look at my reflection in the mirror of my vanity and think I look ok for someone who can't think straight. I grab a pair of sandals from the shoe rack in my closet, walk over to the vanity and pull a brush through my hair and forgo drying it as rising temperature was sure to dry it soon enough. I put a little make up on, spray a little vanilla perfume lightly over me and I am ready to get out of here. No more thinking of him, I scold myself.
After quickly fixing my bed, I realize that I am hungry and decide to go to the local café for a bagel. I grab my purse and walk out of my condo, heading towards the stairs. I reach the stairs the same time as a guy with a blue ball cap on his head. I can't see his face but he is tall with longs legs encased in a pair of jeans and he is wearing a blue polo shirt that shows off his strong arms and wide chest. He stops to let me go down the stairs first and as I am walking down the stairs, I am very conscious that he is right behind me and I can feel his eyes looking over me. "Yum," I hear him say under his breath.
When we finally get to the bottom floor and I turn to the café, noticing that the guy is following me. I am a little anxious but it is broad daylight on a busy main street, and the door of the café is within a few steps, so I didn't think something could happen. He gets to the door first and opens it for me. I look up to him to thank him when I see it is my fantasy man. As I choke on my "thank you" he smiles at me with a very wicked grin and say in a very deep, sexy tone, "good morning, beautiful."
Great, so much for the shower, I think... my pussy is getting drenched just looking into those blue bedroom eyes. And that voice! Whew, talk about a voice that could sex you up. I smile back, since I can't seem to speak, walk through the door and he follows very closely behind.
I go to the counter, give my order and pay for my toasted bagel and a small coffee. As I move aside to wait for my order, he orders a bagel with cream cheese and a large coffee. After he pays, he turns to me and smiles. Those eyes, I think to myself, I can drown in them. My pussy agrees as it continues to gets moist in my panties.
"So, how are you?" he asks me.
"Ah," I stumble over my words, "g-good, thank you. And you?"
"Ahhhhh," he says slyly, "I am doing really great." He winks and flashes another smile. "I'm Eric, by the way."
"Hi, Eric" I say to him, "I'm Monica."
