Lately, I had dreams about this woman who was so vivid that I felt it was real. In my dreams, this gorgeous and voluptuous Ebony woman and I have incredible sex. I could not stop thinking about this woman. It was my destiny to meet this "dream girl".
For fourteen straight nights, I was forlorn. It was the worse feeling! With no woman to call, I decided to go out. I went to a crowded club in midtown Manhattan. People were dancing and having a great time. Some of the women that recognized me freaked out and took pictures. I saw some of my friends that I went to college with and decided to chill with them in the VIP section.
I looked down to the dance floor and saw my friend, Abella Anderson. She was a petite, olive-skinned Cuban hottie with big beautiful brown eyes, and long black hair. She was also busty and had a plump round ass!
Abella looked good in her royal blue short top, tight jeans, and matching boots. It was good to see that she maintained her nice physique. I took one last sip of my Jack & Coke and headed to the dance floor. Abella noticed me and pulled me to the middle of the dance floor. She and I danced dirty to the classic, "Poison" by BBD. I loved every moment of this as I squeezed her hips, tits and kissed her neck. Abella turned around and slipped her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues danced in unison. The feeling was indescribable that I knew we were going to fuck.
After dancing to the latest hip-hop and R&B tunes, Abella whispered to me that she wanted to leave to have sex. Therefore, we left the club and hopped in my Viper SRT-10 Coupe. Abella was so hot and horny; she unzipped my jeans and started sucking. Abella savored my dick like a lollipop, and marinated it until I ejaculated. My body tensed as I filled Abella's mouth with my warm golden semen. She swallowed every drop.
Abella and I ended up going to one of the most extravagant hotels in Manhattan where she stayed. I felt like I was in a movie as we strolled through the lobby. I saw three gorgeous female workers standing there smiling. The woman in the middle had my attention because she was the woman in my dreams. I could not believe she was in front of my face. She was a short dark-skinned goddess with brown hair and eyes, full lips, and amazing curves. I continued to walk to the elevator without looking at her. The three women gazed at me and snickered.
Inside Abella's elegant suite, we showered, and then we started kissing. I fingered her clit, and then I put two fingers in her moist hole. The more I licked and sucked her, the wilder she got. Abella moved around, squeezed her breasts, and screamed her excitement.
"No, no fuck me." She panted. "I want you to fuck me hard, baby."
Willing to give her what she wanted, I rammed my dick into Abella's wet pussy. She let out the most intense scream I had ever heard. The bed was rocking, and I pounded Abella's pussy hard and fast. With her eyes closed, she climaxed repeatedly telling me not to stop. I looked over at the window and saw my "dream girl" standing there watching. I gazed as she touched herself and licked her lips. I waved to her to let her know that I acknowledged her presence and then I focused back on Abella.
We showed that we had amazing sexual stamina. After a series of continuous orgasms, Abella finally passed out in the middle of her intense orgasm. I felt fatigued and could barely move. Soon I got out of bed and open the sliding glass door leading to the balcony and step out. I looked both sides and felt disappointed that there was no sign of my dream girl.
Later that morning, I took a hot shower and Abella decided to call room service, and ordered breakfast for us. We had pancakes with scramble eggs and bacon. The food tasted good, which surprised me. I still had my dream girl fresh in my head and hope to run into her. I told Abella I was running late for an appointment and had to leave. After we embraced and kissed, I left.
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