What daisy did

Funny things, dreams; confusing, disjointed, unsettling, they can be erotic/sinister/peaceful, but however otherworldly they may be, sometimes they leave such a palpable sense of reality in their wake......

And thats how I awoke, one sunny, Sunday morning....In a state of heightened sexual arousal, with the taste of him in my mouth and my eyes suddenly wide with surprise. Me ! Having sexy dreams about one of our best mates.

I lay there awhile mulling over the scattered images left behind in my consciousness; his teeth grazing my taut nipple, his low grunt of animal satisfaction as his swollen flesh parted my lips, the intensity of his gaze on me as he pulsed his orgasm into my oh-so-willing mouth....

Sean wandered in to the garden later that day with his usual cheery ' Hiya ! ' and i looked at him through different and very curious eyes although i said nothing about the strange dream. In fact i managed to say nothing about it for nearly a whole week ! Then it was friday, our weekly mates night out. Three of us standing at the bar, two of us playing pool and me and Sean sat at a table together. He'd sunk a few beers, and i'd had just enough wine....I blurted that he'd been the star in my erotic dream and could feel myself going pink...he just grinned cockily and wanted the details, and ohhh he got them; every last concupiscent thrust, every soft groan, every sweet, slick, undulation.

And i saw the effect it was having. I saw his expression darken to something quietly speculative and i knew i was opening the box but i couldn't stop myself.....That was the line and i crossed it willingly. Despite Sean's long term assertions that he didn't ' do ' married women, i wasn't surprised when he kissed me. What DID surprise me was how electric it was. It was only quick though...the others were catching us up on the walk home. The flurry of text messages i got from him the next morning though left me in no doubt as to his intentions.....

Nearly three weeks went by with no real opportunity for mischief but i caught his secret glances and surreptitious touches and returned them subtly. His text messages had become a catalogue of things he wanted to do to/with me....it was torture; exquisitely frustrating. Then one morning i saw him pull up on the front with a horsebox hitched to his 4X4. When he came in, he said he was delivering it to a farm nr Grange over Sands for his dad and did we want to go along for the ride. My hubby wasn't going to be dragged away from the test match on TV so i said i'd go. All the while feeling my tummy churning with excitement. All the way there, Sean was his usual funny, irreverent self but with the added, tacit undercurrent of hunger coruscating between us.

It was a glorious day and once the horsebox was delivered he headed to the coast telling me he fancied a walk along the shore. We walked and chatted happily, he was playful and grabbed me a couple of times, i was giddy and equally daft. We came eventually to a grassy area with little hillocks, perfect for lying back against. I kicked off my sandals, closed my eyes and laid back, revelling in the sunshine.

I felt the long grass stalk trailing gently down the valley between my breasts and opened one eye to see him gazing down at me as he drew the grass stalk up and down my cleavage...' This is dangerous babe.....mucking about with sexy text messages is one thing, but this is real now. ' he said, quietly, rolling onto his back and twirling the stem distractedly. He continued in the same quiet, thoughtful tone ' D'you know...I'm so fucked up about this, that i even had a wank before i went to yours just to try and stop this happening ' ...he turned his head to look at me, the turmoil in his eyes quite plain ' but even when i was doing it....i was thinking about you, about pinning you to the bed and fucking you senseless ' .....As his words shot through me, i tried to hide the shiver, tried to look away but he saw it. His hand cupped the side of my face tilting it upwards, his eyes locked on mine, i was barely breathing as he parted my thighs with his knee. His big frame settled between my legs, ' Are you sure ? ' he asked, softly...I looked up, my eyes locked on his and i nodded my acquiescence. He groaned and kissed me, his hips closed the inch or two gap that he'd left and i felt the hard flesh of his arousal pressing against my mound. His kissing deepened, his tongue claiming my mouth. I felt his hand push my top out of the way and slide up my rib cage till he was cupping my lace covered breast gently rolling and pinching my hard nipple. I was making soft mewling sounds of arousal into his mouth and felt myself tilting my hips needfully, grinding my soft, swollen pussy against his hard cock. Sean broke the kiss and murmered softly.... ' Keep going like this, babe, and i'm gonna fuck you right here ' His breathing was rapid, his eyes dark. As he spoke though, a big golden retriever ambled past us. We separated hurriedly, before it's owner happened across us. Sean grabbed my hand and pulled me up ' C'mon ' he grinned at me, ' I want somewhere more private '

I can barely remember the walk back to the car, it passed in a sort of lustful haze. As soon as we were in the car though, i couldn't keep my hands off him. He set off from the carpark with my tongue flickering around his earlobe, sucking it into my mouth and tugging gently on it with my teeth. His hand was stroking its' way up my inner thigh and i was almost squirming with excitement. He took my hand and pressed it to the bulge in his jeans, pushing his hips slightly. I took the hint and unfastened his belt, wondering if perhaps i was going too far [ we were sitting at traffic lights !! ] but he evinced every sign of approval; his hand over mine, his eyes locked on what i was doing.

As we left the town traffic behind i stroked his [ gratifyingly ] rigid flesh, revelling in it's heat and velvety girth. A drop of precum glistened seductively at the tip and without any conscious thought about it, i dipped my head and slowly licked it off. I heard him groan; a soft exhalation of pleasure and desire. ' i'm not gonna make it home babe ' he ground out as my tongue began it's rhythmic figure of eight over his glans.......

And thats how we exited Grange, with Sean simmering on the edge of orgasm, and me alternately heating him up then cooling him off again.

He was right, we didn't make it home. As soon as we got to the deserted countryside around Stocks Reservoir he pulled in to quiet natural layby. He kicked his seat back and pushed his jeans down almost in one movement [ i was both amused and thrilled by his boyish eagerness ] He placed my hand around his hot, hard cock and looked at me ' Please...no more tormenting now... I'll fuck you hard when i get you home, but i NEED to cum, right now ' he said, almost pleadingly. I grinned and dipped my head once more... His ' Ohhhh