Real or Make Believe?

I bring you into my story, after Kaia and Kieran met. I intend for this story to have more “meat” to it, and definitely have a future outside of my site.

I walked to my desk, grabbed a new journal, and began to write. As I journaled, I swear my hair was moved to the side and tiny kisses were placed upon the back of my neck. I closed my eyes, and I saw Kieran. He stood somewhere, his shirt off, and a smile upon his lips. “Good night.” I heard inside my head. “Night” I said aloud. Then, I wrote about it.

Final Entry: Now, I’m being very much like a schoolgirl. I am imagining him kissing my neck and telling me “Good Night.” Worse yet, I replied out loud. Thank goodness I don’t have a roommate; they’d think I’m insane.

I would love to recap my every moment for you, from the time I woke Tuesday morning, but I’m afraid you would get bored. So, I will just give the major highlights, but remember, none of this seemed real to me.

June 5, 2018: I woke before my alarm, heart racing, and sweat dripping from my body. Those were some fantastically erotic dreams. When I think about them, my stomach does flips, and I want to give into the desire to touch myself. That isn’t unusual, wanting to do that, I had to get relief somehow, but the fact that I was throbbing before I even slid my hand between my panties and my stomach, was something else altogether. I started slow and closed my eyes. I rubbed my clit. Then I felt it. A hand on the inner part of both thighs, pushing them aside. I couldn’t resist. Then pressure, inside my vagina. I clinched my free hand on my hip. I rubbed my clit faster, and faster. My head tilted back, and my hips pressed into the bed. I felt the pressure; it was in and out in time with my fingers. Juices squirt out and onto the mattress. My breathing became ragged, my hips were grinding the air, and then it happened. I felt a strong thrust into my pussy as an orgasm erupted from me. I swear I could feel breath on my skin and the pressure on my body as another collapsed upon me. I opened my eyes. I was stunned. What did I expect? To see Kieran’s face right next to mine, waiting to kiss me? Well, yes, but he wasn’t there, even though I swore he was.

Yeah, that REALLY happened. I know, you think I have the best imagination in the world. But the indentations in my bed say differently. After that, I decided a nice cold shower was needed; because I had errands to run, and things to do. Plus, I needed time to calm my brain before Kieran called. Not if. I knew he would call and probably after I finished my shower.

June 5, 2018, continued: I was right, he called just as I wrapped my hair in a towel. It went something like this:

“Hello?”

“Hey Beautiful. Did you have a good shower?”

I took the phone off my ear, looked at it, put it back and looked around, “Ummm, how did you know I took a shower?”

“Kaia, can you honestly tell me you didn’t need one after the dreams we shared, and not to mention a little morning excursion? I know I had to. It was icy cold, but the only way I could keep myself sane.”

“Okay, now I’m just. . .blown away. Kieran, how did you know…” I began to ask, only to hear him chuckle on the other end. “What’s so funny?” I was half angry and half embarrassed.

Kieran took in a deep breath to stop the laughter. “You truly don’t know, do you?”

“What, are you a vampire or ghost?”

That brought on a lot more laughter, which he couldn’t stop right away. “I’m sorry, Kaia, I don’t mean to laugh. You saw me in the daylight, so not vampire. And I am pretty sure ghosts aren’t solid, most just walk through walls and stuff. So, no to that one as well.”

“Then what the heck?” I was frustrated and naked. I wanted to know what was going on, at least a little bit.

“I think we have a powerful connection, you and I.” He said. “One that can bring us together when we are apart. I was on my bed, face down, but not touching it. I felt my cock go in and out of your wet pussy this morning. And, I came so hard without touching my cock. Tell me you didn’t feel me in you.”

A moan escaped me, and I whispered, “I felt it all.”

“Coffee, at noon, next to the library?”

I nodded and said, “Yes.” We hung up, and I looked at the clock. Okay, I have two hours before I should be there. Let me go run these errands, and I will arrive a bit early. I got my keys and backpack, walked to the front door and almost opened it. I looked down. Yep, still naked with a towel on my head.

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