FF10: Wet Dream

IT WAS past midnight already but Yrrah couldn't find her comfort zone on her bed. She kept on turning from lying on his back, left, right, tummy, and then, she settled herself using her favorite position while on deep thinking. She's on perpendicular position, her long legs were flattened on the headboard, the soles of her feet were just like her eyes staring blankly on the white and plain ceiling. While her mind was full of question marks that's she's trying to analyze. It was about what had happened with her last night. She was still trying to remember anything.

She opened her heavy eyelids as she felt something cold was patted gently on her bare chest. Her nose automatically twitched as the sour smells of puke hit her nose bud, and an instant, she sneezed repeatedly.

"Sorreh," she said when she noticed the human figure seating on her bedside.

She couldn't recognize whether he a man or a woman. She light was quite dim and her eyesight was cloudy. She felt that her body was burning as if she's the middle of the circle of fire so, she sat down from lying and waved her hands like a fan in front of her face and neck.

"Hi," she greeted the figure, and she moved closer to see him. "Oh… You." She poked the person on his nose. "Why… are you… so handsome?" She giggled, whilst still poking the man in front of him. "I felt so hot…" she said, "Cause you… you are so hot!" She giggled again, without any ado, she snaked her arms at the back of the man's neck, and she attacked his lips.

She felt him stiffened and startled so, she kissed his soft lips wildly. She even entered his mouth and teased his tongue. After a few seconds, he dueled with her tongue. Hungrily and wildly, as if they've been starved to death for months.

She didn't even notice that he lied her down again and he's on top of her. Their lips still glued with each other as his warm and huge hand traveled on her right bosom, squeezing it, and pinching the crown gently. She moaned on the wonderful sensation.

His lips left her mouth, she wanted to complain but it showered her face with small yet wet kisses all over her face, down to her neck and collarbone, nipped and sucked it gently, while his two hands were on her twin peak.

Her small frame was arching on the indescribable emotion she's feeling at the moment, especially when his lips licked and sucked her crown, he gave equal attention to both of it. She moaned and groaned wildly while her hands were running on his smooth and soft hair, gripped it gently.

He lowered his kisses to her flat stomach after a few minutes, played her belly button by his tongue for a bit, while his hand reached her soaked core.

Her eyes rolled back and moaned even louder.

His lips moved down kissing the sides of her core as he's spreading her legs widely. The delirious lady watched his movement but when his tongue dipped between her soaked lips, her eyes rolled back again and yelped in ecstasy.

Her back arched as the man sucked and licked, devoured her core to the point that she felt something building on her abdomen.

"Faster, oh, please," she pleaded on between moaning and groaning.

He did as she requested, he thrust his harden tongue deep into her wet sweet flower and flicked it consecutively.

Her head twisted like she was possessed, and gripped his hair tightly. When he swirled his tongue around, she squealed even louder, her body jerked from the feeling of the exciting pulsing between her legs. She felt herself about to explode from it and he pulled away.

"Not yet. You have to wait for me, my—"

She was pulled from her sweet wet dreams when her cellphone rings. She cussed silently on his mind as her hand tried to reach it on the side table, as her eyes were still shut.

"Hello," she said in her raspy sleepy voice.

'Hello, Senorita. We forgot the door code and we don't have a key. Can you please open the—'

"Wait! Urgh!" she yelled; she didn't let her finish.

She opened her eyes sleepy eyes and put on her robe. She checked the time on her phone, it's quarter past nine already. She went out of her room and walked towards the door still half-sleep. She opened the door with a creased face that even a very hot iron couldn't straighten it.

"You're coffee, Senorita." Cez, their housemaid, handed her the Starbucks coffee with an an-ear-to-ear smile and the other hand on a peace sign.

She pouted and grabbed the coffee. "I'm not going to pay you back with this coffee. You disturbed my dream!" She told them to buy her coffee whenever they come to clean and she just pays them back. She walked back to her room, directly on her bathroom. Placed the coffee on top of the counter, pulled down her undies, and sat on her throne.

"Who's that man on my dream?" she whispered to herself, as she let out her pee. She wiped her core with toilet tissue and found out the white sticky cream on it.

'Gosh! Who are you that made me came to my dream?'

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