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L8bloomer -> Mud (11/5/2014 11:22:04 PM)
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I wake up in a sweat with my heart racing and feeling like I can't breathe. It takes a moment to realize it was a dream and that it hadn't really happened. The strange thing about it is that it didn't feel like a dream. It felt like a memory. It felt like I had been there before. With you.
I was trying to navigate my way through the trees and foliage of the rain forest. It was slow going trying to escape you but I couldn't risk turning around and possibly losing any ground I had gained to see how close you were behind me. But I felt you. I knew you were right behind me. And somehow you got close enough to trip me and I fell full frontal onto the ground. It had been raining and so the ground was wet and muddy. I tried to get up, after having the wind knocked out of me, but you were almost on top of me and managed to grab my ankle. I struggled, kicking with both legs, despite the solid grip you had on my leg. With the slippery surface of the rainforest floor, my struggles caused you to end up on the ground too. Once again, I attempt to scramble to get up on my feet, since you had to let go to catch yourself. But I'm becoming completely covered in mud at this point. The ground is slick and I slide down. Before I can manage to get my legs up under me, you grab my ankle again and yank me hard towards you. I yell out in frustration. Despite your firm grip, despite the fact you now have my other leg held tightly with your other hand, I frantically start digging with my hands into the ground for purchase, in some futile attempt to squeeze out of your grasp. Your hands work their way up my legs as you pull me closer and closer to you. I hear you softly chuckling to yourself. It sends an electric sensation through my entire body because I know what that laugh means. You are now toying with me in the same manner a cat toys with captured prey. I let out little grunting noises, wiggling my body and trying my best to get away, knowing it really is futile at this point. When your hands make their way up to my waist, you flip me over. I'm tired, muddy, and my chest is heaving with deep breaths from the exertion of trying to escape you. I look into your face…your eyes are dark and gleeful. You slide me under you and your face comes up to mine. You feel my chest rise and fall from breathing heavily under you and I can feel your heart beating against my chest. I'm still for a moment. The smell of the rain and your scent mingling together makes me wet. You lean in and kiss me. But not a romantic kiss, a hungry one. I start squirming under you…you grab my wrists and pull them up above my head…initially with both hands, then holding them with one as your other hand begins to tear away at my clothes…I'm struggling more so now. But then you stop. And I stop. And as I see the look in your face, the determination in your eyes, I recognize defeat on my part. I know you have won this battle. I become soft and compliant under your body. I have felt your cock hardening between my legs during the time you've been on top of me. My breathing becomes more ragged now, but not from the physical exertion, but from lust. I feel you push your pants down…then you tear away the last bit of clothing impeding your ability to take ownership of me. I feel your knees roughly pushing my legs apart and then…
…to be continued.
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