Dream Slut Waiting Just for You

Don’t let the air settle between us.

Your dream slut is standing directly in front of you. Okay, so picture this: finally walking into the room and here I am. It’s so crazy that your eyes have to focus on what you see. Me, silhouetted in the doorway against the warm light that’s hitting my body. You’ve been dying for this moment right here. Consistently replaying it in your head a million times just to end up right here. Stepping into something straight out of some steamy dream that shouldn’t be happening.

When you see me, I don’t jump up or anything. Nah, I just sit there for a sec, soaking you into me. Our eyes lock, and I catch that little spark of surprise and whatever is mixed in it. I’m all soft and a bit jittery. But staring at you with a sly smile on my face. You know that I’m open to whatever happens next. It’s like we can totally sense the vibe buzzing between us, that electric pull that’s got my stomach flipping.

Your eyes kinda drift over mt body and stop being my long distance lover. Guess what? I feel every inch of the scan you give your dream slut, as you check everything. You study me, starting with my messy hair. A result from having already taken off my shirt. I see your lips part as you focus on my facial dimensions. You’ve been obsessing over this, and now? It’s time to make this moment last. What will you do?

How do you do with me when your moment finally happens?

Do you play it cool with me? Do you take your sweet time crossing the room while letting the tension simmer? Or do you give in and head straight over and take what you want? There are so many questions that need to be answered. Even while understanding we can’t fight the magnetic thing drawing us together?

And hey, what’s the first thing that pops out of your mouth while you’re just standing there eyeing me like this? Is it something whispered all soft and teasing? I don’t think you’d know what that will do to your dream slut. Watching you watch me while I’m in this position is intense, you know.

Our bodies act as if they have their own magnetic pull, drifting closer to each other. Resulting in the air glitching as our breath hitches up. Can you tell how the room has changed with your sexy college whore? I can’t tell a few things while looking at you. I can see your bulge growing. Your shirt also seems to be getting a little sticky. Could it be the hot tension between you and me? The room does feel hotter, air thick with that spark. It makes you do something, lean back a little just to adjust. While your eyes stay glued to me.

You make the first move after the moments between you and your dream slut.

My fingers find my panty edge as yours find your belt. I gasp as I think of what I want you to do with it. I want to feel your thrill underneath me while I’m lying on your lap: face down, receiving those seductive smacks on my ass.

Then you move with swiftness to remove those pants. Or do they have a mind of their own to get out of the way due to you growing so hard? Once I see it, I understand. Down come your jeans and briefs and out comes that mouth-watering cock. I can even feel my mouth drop open more in that moment. To add, in that moment, I curve to your will. I am here to please. Who knows what is to come? All you and I know is that you caught me in the best moment to become your dream slut.

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