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Daydream - Chapter 1  

pussygalor1975 48F
210 posts
8/10/2015 8:20 am
Daydream - Chapter 1


Hey everyone, this is a little project I have been working on here and there for fun. The premise of the story is just an idea that I had while on the site. I don't know how often I will post new chapters, it will really depend on how much free time I have. Let me know what you think, it is a departure of sorts from my typical silly stuff. It will get pretty steamy in the next couple of chapters, so stay tuned.

Daydream - a fictional sex serial

The sun was shining just like any other day. And just like any other day Michelle was dreaming. She was lost in front of her keyboard, updating her facebook status to some nonsense about how her job sucked and it was time to circulate her resume again. It seemed it was always the same shit on facebook. Somebody had a baby, someone died, someone was sick, some random funny posts, and some the world is going mad posts... nothing new here. Life had just lost the spark for her lately.

Her sex drive was non-existant. Nothing excited her anymore. Life had just become routine. Michelle had to fake her smile more and more often, and it hardly ever made it to her eyes anymore. Ever since she stopped talking to Chris.

Michelle shifted in her chair. The sunlight shone in the window and turned her dark hair into an auburn and gold cloud of curls, shining and sparkling with each slight movement of her head. The sight of it drove her back deeper in the shadows. Seeing her hair shining in the sunlight had made her think of him...AGAIN.

Thoughts of Chris invaded her mind daily it seemed. The longer the time
stretched since her last angry letter to him, the more often he crossed her mind. And even now, the image of his face filled her mind against her will. A picture of him from a ski trip. Chris standing victoriously on top of the Swiss Alps with his arms outstretched, ski goggles pushed up into his dark hair that was tumbling down his forehead, eyes crinkling in defiance to the brightness of the sun and
snow. She shook her head to get the image out, but knew that it would be back again sometime. Michelle sighed at the keyboard and slowly reached over to turn her laptop off.

Shutting the lid of the laptop, Michelle allowed her day dream to overtake her once again. This time she was at the train station in the rural Swiss countryside. In her day dream she was wearing a blue dress the colour of the sky on a beautiful summer day. A flowing skirt that ended an inch or two above her knees. The neckline skimming the top of her full breasts. And of course, her hair was a cloud of curls spilling down her back, nearly reaching her waist. It was warm and sunny, she imagined herself standing on the platform of the train and looking around, her eyes searching for him, for Chris. This time when he came to her, he was standing in the
crowd holding his light saber high over his head. Oh, dammmm, laser sabre she corrected herself. star Wars nerds were a tough crowd to please. And this thought made her smile. The thought of him in the crowd, waving his sabre around for her to find him in the confusion. Michelle started to grin in both reality and in her day dream. There he was... his dark hair and green eyes. Crooked nose. Crooked little smile with his full, soft lips, the words Michelle "I am here."

Michelle felt her body start to respond to this daydream. Her nipples made little hards peaks behind her thin T-shirt. Her clit started to swell and get sensitive. Michelle could feel her pussy start to get wet with desire, her panties growing damp as her daydream progressed.

He was walking towards her now, through the crowd, dipping his shoulder in and weaving his way around the other passengers. Michelle took a few tentative steps towards him. Clutching her new leather carry-on bag, like a life preserver, her eyes
were focused on Chris. He was smiling now, maybe 20 feet down the platform from Michelle. Michelle could see the other occupants of the platform starting to look at her, standing there all alone, the wind playfully twisting her skirt in the breeze, running it's wild fingers through her tumbled curls. And she stood waiting for Chris to cover the last 10 or so feet that stood between them. The sunlight was playing in her hair as well, turning the dark strands into spun gold and bronze, a silken cloud
that settled on her shoulders and face. Then, he was right before her, standing right there!

The sound of an incoming text on her cell phone slapped Michelle back to reality in a heartbeat. "This can't be happening again!" she groaned. It seemed that even in her daydreams she couldn't get lucky. Each day dream managed to come to a screeching halt right before she could imagine her dream lover ever touching her or even speaking to her. Her body though was still aroused. Nipples hard, clit swollen and juicy, pussy wet and ready.... who was she kidding, ready for what?
She glanced down at the message on her phone. It was her boss reminding her of the party on the weekend. Michelle entered a hasty positive reply with a smiley face and turned the cell off without awaiting a response. Michelle had some unfinished
business on her mind.

Michelle was horny as a hound dog. Her body was such a traitor, an innocent day dream of Chris could drive her crazy with desire. She lay back on her bed and pulled her panties down over her soft thighs, kicking them off her feet and letting
them fall to a<b> lacy </font></b>pile beside her bed. Her t-shirt was pulled over her head in an instant, landing beside the wispy pile of panty. Her full, soft breasts were in desperate need of attention, and for once, she wished it was from someone's hands other than her own. Michelle's large pink nipples were hard twin peaks of desire. She licked the tips of her fingers and started circling slowly on her breasts. The wetness and soft touch of her hands immediately brought a diamond hardness under her fingers. Michelle closed her eyes for a second and imagined the wetness came from a tongue, the hot moistness brought on by someone's mouth other than her own. She gave her hard nipples a pinch and a gasping moan came out of her throat. She sat up long enough to put some lesbian porn onto her laptop. This porn featured a hot older brunette with big, perky nipples and long legs and a petite, young blonde with small pert nipples and breasts. The cougar was licking one of the blonde's little nipples and fingering her tight, pink, lust-swollen pussy, taking time to give her a little spanking on her tiny heart-shaped ass. The blonde was currently fighting her way up to lick and suck the cougar's tit's. Putting them in her mouth one at a time, both at a time, crushing her face into the impressive
cleavage. Michelle watched as the blonde started to finger the luscious pussy and rub the slut's hard clit in little circles with her fingers. Michelle's fingers went back to her nipples, squeezing and pinching them a little, blowing cool air over their wetness. Then running one of her hands down her soft midsection slowly until reaching her wet slit, where one finger pushed inside her pussy, then two. She felt the tight, wet, warth of her desire building as she watched all the licking in earnest. She took her fingers from her pussy and brought them to her hot mouth, she was so eager to suck and lick all the delicious pussy juice from her fingers, and then brought her hand back to her pussy, this time reaching for her swollen clit. She could feel another moan ripping out of her mouth. Her two fingers circling her clit slowly and rythymically, still playing with her nipples and squeezing her breasts. The wave started to overtake her then. Starting small and building quickly to strength. The orgasm ripped through her body. Squeezing her thighs together tightly, she came. Well, squirted really. Hot wet pussy juice working it's way down her ass to puddle on the sheets below her. But, it wasn't enough. Orgasms she gave herself only complicated things and made her even more aware of the fact that she was not getting any real action.


"Maybe I should look at his last email?" Michelle whispered outloud. Then she clapped a hand over her mouth, like there was someonethat could hear it, other than her big fluffy Persian cat, who was currently watching her from the other side of the room. "No, I will not give him the satisfaction of answering him." And that was that. Chris had all her attention at one point in time, but, he had ruined it all. "No, why should I go back to somebody that didn't appreciate what he had in the first place?" she was throwing her clothes back on almost angerly, talking to her cat Whiskers. Whiskers wasn't too impressed and he simply meowed curiously at Michelle. No help from that direction.

Things were not going as Michelle had planned lately. She hadn't sang in ages, and it left her feeling hollow and incomplete. When Michelle sang, she closed her eyes and went to another world. It was an escape like no other, a drug that left a feeling of euthoria through her body and calm and peace in her soul. She could sing away any mood or feeling. Dispell anger in a quick series of angry metal songs, or sing a song so sad it would make her want to cry, or one so fun and catchy that she would get up and dance. She could sing hours and hours a day. It consumed her. She wrote a song for Chris once. Now it seemed pathetic, like making a mixed tape in the '80's. But still, they had invented so many games and even a way to communicate despite the language barrier. But that was old news now. In the end, it was still the same. He was gone. She had felt him leaving even before he knew that he was, Michelle had asked him several times if everything was ok, but he always said yes, he was fine. But she knew, just like she always did, that he was not.

Michelle had always had a sixth sense of sorts and could read people very well. The internet seemed to intensify that ability for her. She could tell if someone was in a good or bad mood when they wrote a letter, or if they were lying, and would get flashes of the author while reading their emails. More so, she could call people to her, she could call them and make them contact her. It was a little freaky sometimes, it was something new that she had discovered about herself, something that she knew made her different from a lot of people. And something that unnerved people when they finally figured it out. "No more time for nonsense!" Michelle stomped her foot at the statement and was rewarded with a peircing glare from Whiskers, who got up and decided it was time to see if there was any food in his dish. A loud meow from the kitchen resounded and pulled Michelle from the clouds and back to Earth where she belonged.

To Be Continued....

Tmptrzz 61F  
107039 posts
8/10/2015 10:01 am

Great daydream here hun it happens to many of us..keep them coming..

Seduce the mind and see what a wonderful adventure the body will take you on..


pussygalor1975 replies on 8/10/2015 11:08 am:
It's not my daydream But a fictional daydream, it will get a little crazy in the coming chapters. heheheeh... not gonna be a typical type story. But thanks for commenting, I wasn't too sure if anyone would like it.

Canus2011 57M
610 posts
8/12/2015 6:21 am

Can't let chapter one of your daydream stand with only one comment! I'm looking forward to hearing more of the daydream ...do you have applications for cameo's?


pussygalor1975 replies on 8/12/2015 7:13 am:
That's a good idea! i will put up an application notice with the next chapter. I just have to sit down and do it now. hahaha...

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