Man On The Screen 2

Each day brought thoughts to my mind when I eagerly went online in hopes of seeing my dream man looking back at me. I usually never spoke to him but sat back and just watched as he watched me and all the other beautiful ladies on the site including another moderator who went by the name of BeWytched. He stood at the screen and sucked a finger knowing full well that every woman watching him was getting a little hot. I looked at the clock and realized it was way past my bedtime. I reluctantly signed off and headed for my cold bed to sleep alone yet again. My eyes closed and I was quickly taken to a new adventure.


A noisy nightclub was my destination. The sign on the wall said “Vertigo” and it was true. My head was spinning with the lights. I looked through the crowd and there he was. The dream man. A bartender serving friendly and some not so friendly customers. I could see that every lady in the bar noticed this hot guy behind the bar. Was it any wonder that I headed towards the bar to order the first of many drinks of liquid courage.


Like the previous dream we didn't know each other and everything happened with a hectic pace that dreams can take. I ordered a whiskey on the rocks. When he handed it back to me, my hand touched his and our eyes connected for a second. That was all it took. Again we were back to that naughty situation and after a few drinks he came around from the bar and asked me to dance. By this time the liquid courage had set in and I took his hand and followed him to the dance floor.


The song “Dangerous” happened to be playing and I smiled thinking this was the best song. My hips began to move slow and rhythmically and I saw that he was noticing my moves too. All at once I turned around and showed him what my ass could do. Before I knew it he had been bumped into me and I could feel just how much he was enjoying the view. The alcohol gave me the courage to continue dancing and pressing my ass against his hard cock.


The song ended and he pulled me close and whispered in my ear, “I know where we can go.” He took my hand and led me up stairs to a locked room. He took the key out of his pants and opened the door. “We call this the coin room” He said.


I asked, “Is this because things have a tendancy to get inserted in slots here?” Giggle.


He led me into the room. When he Flipped the light switch, I could see it was somewhat of an office complete with desk and an old battered couch. He pulled me close and then kissed my lips hard. I could taste him and I wanted more.


His hands roamed my body freely and I could feel that familiar feeling of wanting to be fucked. He kissed my neck and knelt down to undo my blouse and slowly undid each button. His lips kissed each of my breasts as he picked me up and put me on the desk. He took off my soaked panties and dropped them to the floor.


I was surprised to see just how big he really was. Even through the jeans I could see the nice hunk of man meat waiting for me.

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