It was the usual morning for Aidan, he drank coffee as he checked through recent events on his tablet to know if there were any possible disruptions to his company. His company is one of the leaders in the semiconductor industry. Their clients are also big tech companies all over the world. He dressed and drove to work. He attended meetings the whole day and came home at nine. He worked out for one hour and went to bed.
Everything was normal apart from the woman with flowing, colorful orange neon hair sitting on top of him. It had been a week since she kept appearing in his dreams. He reached to touch her bouncing breast and pinched her hardened nipples. She was already riding him and was enjoying herself that he initially felt annoyed but that all went away when he got aroused upon seeing her crazed expression.
She flinched again after seeing him watching her and her insides tightened. He then maneuvered her to lie on the bed as he grabbed on her waist and lifted it so he can insert his hard penis deeper inside her. She arched her back from so much pleasure as he relentlessly pounded her and her love juices began to trickle down his legs.
He woke up and felt a strange feeling of emptiness as he searched for the lady with neon hair on his bedside only to find no traces of their lovemaking that night. "Am I that pent up?" He asked himself. He then shook his head. He had been getting messages from some women he had previous hookups with. He can just satisfy himself whenever he wants but did not feel the need to all because of his wet dreams.
He was feeling conflicted with his unusual situation and so he finally went to have some drinks that night. Simon, his college friend who was the one who kept inviting him, noticed him not mingling with the others.
"What's up? You have been staring at your drink for a while. Be careful, it might get any ideas of staying with you for the whole night."
"I can see why you still have not found anyone considering your jokes are repulsive."
"You think I only come here for hookups? Well mostly yeah but not this time. I want to play Cupid for a while."
"Bad idea."
"Hey, give me some credit. Oh! Perfect timing. She is here. Hey Mila!"
Mila. An actress. His ex.
Mila approached them and had that seductive smile as her eyes only focused on him. Simon immediately excused himself. He should have just looked for someone to sleep with tonight, that miserable excuse for a cupid.
"So! What have you been up to recently?" She asked leaning closer as she picked up her drink placed next to his.
He can see how much effort she put into her body this time. Must be for a new role. Her slender neck is exposed as her hair is pulled up in a stylish ponytail. Her waist is so thin. Her skin is so smooth and even glowing. He can see all of it and yet…
She noticed him looking and that was what she expected to happen since she worked so hard to look so pretty not because of an upcoming project but because of him. She took it as an invitation that she would gladly savor. She leaned to him for a kiss when he suddenly stood.
"I realized that I have somewhere I need to be. Enjoy your evening." He coolly said.
She tried to say something but he was already out of the door. She was baffled by what happened but no one else was more surprised than the miserable Cupid who had his drink spilling from his gaping mouth
He was in the car and the night lights reminded him of her. She did not have silky straight hair like Mila's but it was so abundant that he thought it would not be so bad to be engulfed by it. Her body was bouncy and soft to the touch and he could still vividly remember the feel of her skin on his hands. Mila is a great singer with a very soft voice. She was called a mermaid but all he wanted to hear was that lady's low and raspy reverberating voice that broke and cracked whenever she was in the throes of passion.
He must be going mad. Falling in love with a figment of his dreams.
He got home, took a shower, and went to bed. He closed his eyes and when he opened them, she was there. Just sitting at the bedside. He reached for her and she turned to him with a sad expression on her face. She touched his cheek and he kissed her hand.
"Why do you look so sad? What is it?" He asked.
"I am leaving."
He gripped her hand tightly. His mind turned to chaos upon hearing those words.
"No. Stay here! You're mine!" He declared thinking that he should have control since she is part of his dream.
She did not respond and he embraced her tightly.
"Yes. I am yours. All yours." She said.
He kissed her with so much hunger that she wouldn't be able to utter such words again. He grabbed her ankles and placed them both up to her head. She may have a flab in her body but she is flexible enough to be in that position. He inserted his penis in one swoop and her yelp was too adorable that it excited him more.
"Please… ack! Slow down- "
But he did not listen to her pleas. He decided that it would be her punishment for scaring him. When her inner walls were starting to move in waves, he took out his penis and replaced it with his fingers.
"No please… Hngh!"
He began to move his finger so fast that she began to squirt uncontrollably. She covered her face from too much embarrassment, but he was far from over. He moved her sideward and lifted her other leg up as he inserted his manhood. He hugged her calf and licked it as he pounded inside her fast. Her tears were flowing nonstop when she came again and again.
After so much sex, she was already out of it and was just staring mindlessly up at the ceiling when he lay next to her. He turned her face towards him for a kiss.
"Whoops! Time up!"
They were both surprised at the guy wearing a pink suit who had just appeared from the window.
"Please. Give us more time." She pleaded.
"I will make sure to take a different route from now on. I am seeing too many billboards of idol groups that they are beginning to enter my dream now." He said.
"I am not an idol idiot!"
Pink suit angrily threw a fluff of pink cloud at him and it made him sleep right away.
"Hah. Let's go."
"But…"
"Ena, I am not asking."