Liam debated looking at Izzy's video again, but in truth, was tired, so after doing his ablutions, he got into bed and went straight to sleep.
Charlotte too, felt much happier now that the air was cleared. She slipped on a little bustier type pyjama top and a pair of panties, to prevent an occurrence of last night's exposure to her son, just in case. She got into bed, eager for sleep, stopping to think about Izzy sending her son a video and selfies. By the sounds of it the pictures were of her wearing black lingerie? She suddenly put two and two together, remembering that the woman she saw in the video was wearing black lingerie. What she had seen, must have been Izzy pumping her vagina with a rubber cock, rather than some random porn. It made Charlotte more than a little jealous of Izzy. She seemed completely unfettered by the impositions of society; and knowing Izzy, she would be working on the idiom 'if you've got it, flaunt it'. Charlotte knew she could never video herself masturbating, let alone then sending it to someone. 'I'll have to have a word with her about that.' She thought as she started to drift off.
Liam's dream woman appeared in the early hours of the morning. He couldn't tell what she looked like, or how she had come to be there, but in a dream, these things seldom mattered. All he knew, was that she was there, standing over him. Her outline seemed to quiver; her colour undefined, but with a blueish, opaline tinge. One thing he was in no doubt about, was that she was naked. The moonlight streaming through his window appeared to make her form delineate further, her head forwards, her long hair easily reaching her beautifully crafted bum. Her breasts seemed to fluctuate in size from large to small as if he were uncertain how he wanted his dream woman to look. Her face was covered in the darkness of her hair, he could not even make out the bone structure. All of this made her extremely alluring.
With a wave of her hand along his body, his bed covering seemed to melt away, and he lay before the woman, as naked as she. He thought he heard a purr of pleasure as her hands settled upon his body, one on his leg, mid-thigh. The other on his taut stomach. Her fingers felt strangely cold as they glided towards their destination. Before her hands had reached their target, his rod, molten iron hot, was already standing tall and upright from his groin; beating with youth and exuberance. Her small hands finally captured the pulsing beast, grasping it between the delicately long fingers. He noted how sharp the nails looked, almost talon like.
As one, she moved her hands up and down the shaft. Bending over it and watching closely as her hands practised the art of arousal. He looked upon her dangling breasts, almost covered by her hair. From this angle they looked familiar, appearing to be of a similar size and shape to his mother's. 'Strange that he should think that?' The woman's long almost black hair, fell about his groin, the soft tickling sensation increasing his excitement. He couldn't see what the girl was doing beneath all of that hair, but he suddenly felt the coolness of her tongue as it found his swollen cock head and ran in wet circles about it. Every now and then poking into the urethral opening, as her hands squeezed his cock tightly, drawing his semen ever nearer to the top.
Liam gasped and moaned. She was well practised and delivered a myriad of delightful caresses and sensations. His cock, used to 'edging' was normally 'up' for the teasing. But had never before been licked or sucked by a woman. The delights of which he would never be eloquent enough to describe. She slurped noisily as she took the whole head into her mouth, her tongue played upon the raised edge and frenum. It had only been seconds, yet he knew his orgasm was nearly upon them.
The silent woman faced him and swung her leg over his hips, he was not prepared to be engulfed within a woman's cunt, he had no concept of it, still being a virgin. But in the end, he had no say in the act, as she placed his cock head between her expectant and succulent lips. At that point she waited. She moaned at him, rocking her hips forwards, taking in another half inch of his large cock, then waited again. He realised she was wanting him to stab her to the hilt. It was as if she couldn't take him fully, without his acquiescence, without his consent. He gladly raised his hips, slicing into her cunt, stretching apart her tight vaginal canal. As he thrust upwards, with her lowering herself to meet him. A silent cry of ecstasy escaped her as she flung back her head, mouth open wide.
