One More Trope (Tropes 2)

Hey, a girl’s got needs.

My pussy clenches as I think about the way he holds me and the words he whispers in my ear. The fantasy is so real that it makes me ache. My orgasm is fast approaching and I have to move my fingers away and take a breath. I’m too worked up too fast and I want this to last. Frustration hits me at the same time because I want this fantasy to be true.

I want my knight in shining armor to show up and tell me that his bank account is almost as fat as his dick just before he fucks me off into the sunset. I realize that there may be more to a happy life than that, but I’m obsessed with falling in love, and it hasn’t happened yet. I know I’m young, but I’ve spent my whole life knowing exactly what I want, and that’s to have a family with the man I love.

When I dream of my mystery man, he always smells so good. Like a freshly showered lumberjack in an expensive suit. I take a deep breath and for a split second I think I can smell him. It’s like my mind is giving me what I’m so desperate for, and I slide my hand between my legs again.

I moan into the empty room as my fingers circle my clit. I want this to be drawn out, and last longer, but fuck it. I’ll just do it all over again when I get out. The water splashes as my arm moves faster, and my pussy clenches with desperate want.

“Fuck.”

My eyes open at the sound of the whisper, and I freeze. My fingers are on my clit and my heart is racing as I’m completely still in the tub. My bare breasts are exposed above the water and my hard nipples rest on the surface. I gasp as I stare at my mystery man standing right in front of me.

I’ve dreamed of every single detail about him, and here he stands like a dream I’ve conjured into existence. My heart leaps in my chest as I realize that my fairy godmother must have heard my pleas and finally sent him to me. Just like a Disney princess.

“It’s you,” I say, as I spread my legs wider.

Chapter 4

Jericho

I walk into the house and follow the sounds of her moaning. For a moment I thought that maybe she was with someone else and I was preparing myself for a fight. I know all kinds of martial arts, and I was just thinking about which moves to use when I rounded the corner to the bathroom.

Suddenly all thoughts of crouching tigers and hidden dragons leave my mind as the sight of Cookie naked in the bath and rubbing herself greets me. My mouth waters as I see her body arch against her hand. I want to push her fingers out of the way and do that for her. I want to spend the rest of my life between her legs and giving her cheeks the flush that’s on them now.

“Fuck,” I grunt as her hand moves faster.

I didn’t have plans for how this was going to go. But if I’m walking in on her rubbing her pussy, odds are this is going to end with my cock inside her.

Her eyes open and I expect her to scream. Or at least to ask me what I’m doing here. What I don’t expect is for her hooded eyes to look at me like I’m the man she’s been waiting on her whole life.

“It’s you,” she breathes, and her thighs open for me.

“Fuck yeah, it’s me,” I say and pull my coat off. “Get on your knees.”

The attraction is instant, and it’s not just from my side. She sits up and turns over, propping one knee on the side of the tub, exposing all of her to me. This is like something out of a porno, but tasteful and romantic. I’m not just going to fuck her, I’m going to fuck her, then take care of her for the rest of her life.

Now that’s a goddamn fantasy.

I kneel down next to the tub and grab her hips. I pull them to the edge and cover her cunt with my mouth. Her pussy is wet from the water, but I can also taste her sweet honey that’s straight from the mothership. She’s horny as fuck, and I’ve shown up at the right time.

I moan as she cries out, and I slip my tongue inside her. I wiggle it into her tight little pussy and her hips start to grind on my face. I’ve never thought about how my long tongue could service my bride before, but from the sounds she’s making, I think she approves.

Licking her clit, I feel her pussy clench, and I know she’s primed for me. Her fingers started what my mouth is about to finish, and I’m going to make sure it’s worth the wait. I suck her clit into my mouth and flick it a few times with my tongue before I feel her entire body tense.

“Oh god,” she moans as she pushes back against my mouth.

“It’s Jericho,” I say, as I bite her ass cheek and then go back to eating her pussy.

“Fuck, Jericho. I’m close.”

I spank her other cheek and the sting of my hand on her ass has me moaning with her. Her legs lock and her grip on the edge of the tub tightens as she screams my name. Her orgasm rushes through her body and to her pussy as liquid gold hits my tongue. I drink down her sweetness and moan at her flavor. It’s better than anything I’ve ever tasted, and I’ve had a hotdog with bacon on it.

When I’ve wrung the last of her orgasm out of her I pull her from the tub and carry her into her bedroom. Her arms go around my neck and she holds me close, like I might somehow disappear.

“Don’t leave me,” she mumbles as I lower her to the bed.

“Are you kidding me? I’m going to fuck you all night, and then I’m going to take you home.”

“Home?” she asks as I look down at her soft blue eyes.

“Yes, home. That’s where we’re going to live. I’ve got a mansion on the top of a mountain and I’ve been waiting my whole life to find you.”

“I like mountains,” she says as I lean down and kiss her softly.

I strip off my clothes and move between her thighs, laying my length on her stomach. It’s long and hard, throbbing to be buried inside of her.

“I’m a virgin,” she says, reaching between us and stroking my cock.

“Me too. But I think we can figure this out,” I say, rocking into her hand and spreading precum on her belly. I grab her wrist and bring it to my mouth, kissing her palm. “You keep doing that and your belly button is gonna get pregnant.”

“What about my pussy?” she asks as I slide the head of my cock down her body and to her wet opening.

“I’m about to put a baby in you.” I push inside her a little and feel her barrier trying to keep me out. “You’re mine now, Cookie. There’s no escape. But I’ve got enough money and a big enough cock to make you think twice about trying to.”

“Deal,” she confirms, wrapping her legs around my waist.

I thrust all the way inside and hold myself still as I let her body adjust. Her pussy clenches on me and it’s tighter than anything I’ve ever felt. But considering all I have to compare it to is my fist, it’s still really fucking tight.

“Goddamn,” I groan in her ear as she tries to catch her breath. “Fuck, I’m gonna be so good to you,” I whisper as her body tries to adjust. “I’m going to give you everything you ever dreamed of and more. Just one word and it’s yours.”

I groan and try not to cum as her hips begin to move and test the waters. She’s slick with need, and I growl while she slides up and down my cock.

“Tell me to fuck you,” I demand, my arms wrapping around her body.

“Fuck me, Jericho. Fuck me like you just found me in a tower and saved me from a dragon.”

“Done,” I say, and do as she asks.

I lift her off the bed and thrust her down on my cock as my hips thrust up. It’s hard and fast as I ride her and sweat forms between our bodies. It’s dirty and sexy and I can’t get enough. Her body is climbing fast and she’s crying out that she’s about to cum.

Her orgasm triggers my own and I grunt, “I love you,” as her pussy grips the base of my cock and I start to cum inside her.

She whispers it back to me as we fall on top of the sheets in a sweaty mess.

“I love you so much, Jericho. I’ve dreamed of you. Dreamed of this. It’s so crazy but it’s true.”

“I know, Sugar Cookie. I’ve waited on you for so long. And I’ve already got a nickname for you. This is meant to be.”

/> I pull her on top of me and slide her back down on my hard cock. I need to be inside her as much as possible until she passes out, and even then I’ll probably still keep my cock in her when I’m sleeping.

“It’s like a fairy tale,” she sighs happily as her hips begin to move.

“Yeah, but with a lot of cum.”

Chapter 6

Cookie

I wake up with a start, looking around the room at the bright sun shining in. My apartment doesn’t have bright light. It’s dark and sandwiched between two buildings that never allow sunlight in.

“It’s okay. I’m right here,” a voice says softly as a warm, strong arm wraps around my waist and pulls me into the covers again.

Last night comes flooding back and I smile, snuggling into Jericho. I hum as his big hands travel over my naked body. My thoughts drift back to how many times he made love to me, and then suddenly I jerk up in bed again and look around.

“Um, Jericho. Where are we?” I ask, seeing the mountain peaks through the window.

“We’re at our home on top of a mountain. Remember?” He sits up and kisses my shoulder. “I worry about how hard you sleep. You didn’t even wake up when airport security had to pat you down.”

“What?” I shout. I’ve never even been on a plane before. “What country are we in?”

“Does it matter, Sugar Cookie?” he says, kissing his way down my back.

I guess it doesn’t. I’m with the man of my dreams in a place that looks like a castle. I could stay here for the rest of my life and it would be everything I ever wanted.