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Dream Girl (SHARPii and Josu_T)

Astoria smiled gently at him, watching him take her hands and she let out a soft content sigh. “Good.” She whispered, a look of relief written over her face. Moving into his arms, she wrapped her arms around his neck, nuzzling her face into his shoulder. Even if she couldn’t downright tell him, she could fill his mind with such a dream that he would know in a heartbeat in reality that the girl he thought, is not Astoria.

Biting her lower lip, she looked at him and smiled. “Come with me.” She said gently, taking his hands in hers and started walking backwards, her eyes not leaving his at all. The setting then changed to them in a room. Not specifying whose room or what room but just a room with beautiful décor. The ambiance of the room had such a passion to it, such a seduction to it and such sensuality that it set the mood perfectly.

There was round bed with red silken sheets and bedding with a gold designed back board and candles all around the room to light it up and contribute to the ambiance. They had arrived into the setting and Astoria pushed him back onto the fluffy bed gently and then moved on top of him, straddling him. Her hand moved along his cheek before her lips descended onto his, capturing them in this fiery passionate kiss. It was a perfect seal to a wonderful deal.
 
Eric was lost in the moment. He stood there as Astoria moved in close. His arms wrapped around her loosely. He held her for a short while until she pulled back again. She told him to go with her. He nodded and wondered where she was taking him. As he stepped forward he watched her. He didn't notice the scene changing at all. Then they were suddenly in a bedroom. It was very nice and seemed very comfortable. His eyes only left Astoria for a moment to look. Then he was staring at her again.

Suddenly Astoria pushed him back onto the bed. He lay there watching her crawled forward over him. He was very quickly getting turned on. A bulge formed in his pants as blood flowed south. His heart was pounding. His breaths became shallow. She palced herself above him, straddling him. She looked very sexy. He nearly forgot to breathe as she placed her hand on his cheek. He thought his heart might stop. Then she kissed him. He couldn't hold in a moan as her lips met his. The kiss was outstanding. He returned it with just as much passion. His arms wrapped around her and he held her close. He continued the kiss, deepening it. He never wanted it to end. It was the most amazing thing he had ever felt. He was hers from that moment on, even if it was a dream.
 
It wasn’t her intention to do anything all the way that night. Just…something to make him truly know. Something so he wouldn’t forget or forget her. She needed to make him see the real her and know dead on in his heart that it was her. Her hand moved into his hair as she kissed him; such a kiss turning into complete make out session. Her body pushed into his, grinding gently, able to feel his bulge and just how turned on her was. Moving her hands to the end of his shirt, she sat up on him, breaking their kiss and pulled his shirt up, lifting it and pulling it off of his body. Running her hands along his chest, she leaned down and kissed along his neck and then let those hot kisses trail down his body, as she moved down his body.

Coming to his pants, she pulled on them, undoing them and slowly pulling them down, along with boxers to reveal him. Moving back up his body, she took her shirt off, revealing her ample chest, clearly no bra underneath. Leaning down on him, her chest pressed to his and her lips found his again in a deep kiss, her tongue coming out and into his mouth, rubbing along his.
 
Eric's body moved on its own, grinding back against Astoria. It turned him on even more. He looked up at her as she pulled back. When she pulled on his shirt he moved to help her get it off. He felt her soft hands on his skin and his eyes drifted shut. Her lips felt nice as she kissed his neck and down his body. He let out a soft moan, truly enjoying all she was doing to him. He shifted his hips as she pulled off his pants and boxers. Soon he was completely naked there on the bed. His eyes opened and he watched her move up again.

His eyes stayed on her, unblinking as she reached for her own shirt. He held his breath when she pulled it off. He was stunned. She really was gorgeous. When her body came in contact with his he felt himself become rock hard. Her chest pressed against his was unimaginably good. He felt her lips again, then her tongue on his lips. His mouth opened and his tongue met hers. He let her explore his mouth. His hands went to her back, moving slowly up and down. He caressed her tenderly. He had no idea how far she was willing to go, but he was loving every moment.
 
Astoria's lips soon parted from his and she moved back down his body and ran her hand along his member. Beginning to stroke him, she pushed a lock of hair out of her face and looked up at him, giving him a grin with this sort of devilish glint in her eyes before her head went down and her tongue ran along his length. It was a dream, so she could easily place herself into his dream with the sexual experiences she didn't have in reality.

Soon, she took him into her mouth and moved her mouth on him slowly, adjusting to the feeling of having something like that in her mouth. Her tongue rubbed along his underside as she moved her mouth faster on him, tightening it and keeping her teeth out of the way. It was quite the job in giving a blow job but she hoped she was doing well enough. Even if it was a dream, it needed to be a dream he wouldn't forget. Even if they did go all the way. Either way, she wanted him and she knew he wanted her.
 
Eric smiled widely as Astoria pulled back. Then she shifted and he felt her hand on his erection. It felt like his heart skipped a beat. He looked into her eyes and she looked mischevious. He wondered what she had in mind. Her hand felt really good. Then she leaned down and used her tongue. It brought out a long, loud moan from his lips. When her lips sealed around him he nearly lost control. He couldn't believe what was happening. It was beyond comprehension. His heart was pounding and his breaths were quick and shallow. He was feeling more pleasure than he had ever felt before.

She sped up her movements and his hands gripped the bed sheets. Just as he felt like he couldn't hold on any longer he put his hands on her head trying to slow her down. He forced a few words out between moans. "Stop. Stop. I...I want to make you feel good too." He looked down at her and hoped she would give him a chance to return the favor. He really wanted her, and if possible, more than just her mouth.
 
Llew's mouth came off of him and she looked at him, stroking him some while a grin formed. "How do you want to do that?" She whispered, running her tongue lightly along the tip of his member, keeping her hand working on him. It was honestly mind boggling that all this was actually happening in the dream. In reality, she had to make sure that nothing happened. For her, it wasn't exactly a peaceful sleep because she was working hard to make sure nothing happened to this dream. Nothing ruined it, no other thought came into it; no random thinking of Astrid to truly ruin it.

It was him and her, in the moment, about to culminate something so amazing. It would be unforgettable and that was truly her intent. She needed him to remember her and believe that she was real; to realize that Astrid wasn't the girl for him.

Moving back up his body, she pressed her hips into his, rubbing her boxer-clad crotch against him, and pressing her chest into his, her lips just centimeters away from his own. "I want you Eric. In every way possible." She whispered, her lips brushing against his.
 
Eric saw the grin on Astoria's face. She asked how he wanted to do that. He didn't really get a chance to answer. Her tongue and hand on him prevented any more words from getting out. She also seemed to have something in mind already. As she crawled up toward him his eyes stayed focused on her body, not blinking. Her hips pressed down on the hard shaft, pushing a moan from his lips. Her chest pressed against his, her soft flesh feeling wonderful. Her words drove him wild. He nearly passed out when she kissed him.

He took a moment to calm himself down, then he gave a very slight nod to her. His hands raised up and rested on her back. They very slowly and softly slid down her body until they reached her boxers. He pulled them down and worked to get them off of her completely. Once they were on an even playing field he felt more in control. His surprise at the situation was also fading. He made his first bold move of the evening. He quickly turned, rolling his body and forcing Astoria to roll as well. In an instant he was above her, grinning and getting a good look at her naked form. His hand moved between her legs and he started to rub the soft flesh. His fingers brushed against her clit over and over.
 
Once every last bit of clothing came off, the playing field was so even. Anything could happen now and she wasn't going to stop him at all. It came this far, it deserved to continue on because it was just amazing. The beauty of it was that it felt so real even if it was a dream. It was so real.

Astoria was taken back when he rolled them over so now he was on top of her and she was beneath him. It was so hot. Especially when she felt his hand move down below and begin to tease her. How could she not react? His hands were magic and one touch sent her into a world of pleasure because she was already so turned on by him. Her arm moved around his neck, pulling his face down to hers and she kissed him again, her finger resting around his cheek as she filled their kiss with such heated passion. She could not for the life of her, keep her lips away from his. It was unbelievable sexual synergy.
 
The reaction of Astoria's body just turned Eric on even more. He felt her wrap arms around him and he kissed her passionately when her lips met his. When he was sure she couldn't get any wetter his hand moved to make room for something better. His hips shifted until his shaft rested against her moist lower lips. He broke the kiss and looked down into her eyes. He held that gaze as his tip met her opening. It was too late to stop. He didn't want to and he was sure she wanted to continue. A moment later he pushed forward. He went very slowly. He spread her open and gradually entered.

He paused for a moment once the head was inside. He leaned in and kissed her again. As they kissed he continued moving. Very slowly he got deeper until his entire length was contained within her. He moaned softly and held himself there. She felt simply amazing. He could barely beieve the ammount of pleasure her body could bring him, and they seemed to fit perfectly together. His hands moved to her body and started to explore it.
 
Astoria's heart was pounding both in the dream and as she slept in reality. All this was so amazing and she was anticipating the very next thing. Feeling him against her, her eyes looked into his eyes and she panted lightly, swallowing hard. Her leg ran along his side and as she felt him enter her slowly, she let out a soft gasp. It was like it was her first time, even though if this was happening in reality, it would be. It was feeling so good and she almost couldn't contain it.

Moving her arms back around his neck, her hands came around his back, nails lightly digging into his back, pushing her hips into his. As their lips met for an insanely passionate kiss, her eyes closed and she moaned into it, pushing her hips in sync with his movements. It was so divine. She couldn't believe how amazing this was, couldn't possibly comprehend the feelings soaring through her body. It was impossible to hold back.
 
He started to move his hips back and forth, sending his entire length in and out. Eric moaned into Astoria's lips. He barely even noticed her fingernails in his back. The pleasure was almost overwhelming. He barely kept control of himself. Her body was sending him to places he had never imagined before. He also seemed to fit perfectly inside her. It was like they were two puzzle pieces that were meant to be together. His hands roamed her body, finding her most sensetive spots. He rubbed and teased them, trying to give her the same amount of pleasure she was giving him. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. He was already nearing his limit. His heart was pounding. His lips remained pressed to Astoria's, kissing her passionately. They only parted lips to get air.
 
It was like a thunder of pleasure was coarsing through her body in an unimaginable pace. She wanted more and wanted it to keep coming. Her lips never parted from his unless to gasp for air, but otherwise, they were locked. Her nails dug deep into her back as the full pleasure took over her, increasing in feeling. She could feel something building, as if about to burst and it put her body into this kind of overdrive feeling; her heart was pounding in her chest and in her head, it was almost like her body was shaking from the intense and delicious pleasure and her moans never ceased. It filled the imagine dream room like a beautiful melody. For when she reached her peak, her entire body spasmed. It was the most intense feeling that she wanted to cry but she didn't. Instead, her lips parted from his and she actually screamed. Not for her life but it was such a shock that screaming was so natural. The best thing of her life.

If only it had been real...
 
Eric's pleasure built up until it was completely uncontainable. He lost control of himself and buried himself inside Astoria. He felt her body reach its peak. She squeezed around him in every way. It just increased his ecstasy. He moaned loudly from pure enjoyment. Then he his his climax. His body felt like it erupted. He couldn't believe how amazing it felt. The most wonderful feeling ever. Just as he started coming down from the peak he woke up. He was breathing heavily and sweating. His sheets were a mess from what had just happened. It had felt so real. His body had reacted as such. He lay there enjoying the memory of the dream. He eventually got up and changed his sheets before going back to sleep. He smiled happily as he drifted off once again.
 
As their orgasms collided, her body was wracking with pleasure. She didn't want it to end but the intensity of the dream even threw her out of it and she woke up, panting and breathing hard. She was sweating like crazy and the sheets were so wet. Putting a hand to her chest, she swallowed hard. "Crazy..." She ended up smiling as she changed her sheets and soon lay down for sleep again. He could never forget her.

The next morning, Astoria got up and she went for a long shower. After the night she had, she needed to smell like something other than sweat. After a fifteen minute shower and some...personal time as well during that shower, she stepped out and wrapped a towel around her. She went to her closet and she pulled out a shorts to pair with fishnet stockings and a simple graphic tee. Drying her body and her hair, she dressed in a black lace bra with matching cheekies and then put on her stockings and shorts as well as her shirt. Styling her hair to her likeness, she then applied some eyeliner and then left her house with a bagel in hand and her bag on her shoulder, walking to the University. She couldn't wait to see him. Today, she was going to talk to him.
 
Eric woke the next morning unable to think of anything but his dream. The image of Astoria was forever burned into his mind. He knew every detail of her. He could never forget her or her beautiful features. He daydreamed about her all morning as he got ready for work. Then at work he was able to focus enough to get his job done. Still, it was difficult. At lunch he left and went to his usual restaurant. There he saw Astrid, but he was across the room. He couldn't get a seat in her section. He sat and ate and looked over at her. He wondered. Could she really be the woman from his dreams? Even from across the room he noticed some differences. He was starting to doubt it. Yet he also wondered if it mattered. The dreams seemed so real that he wanted the girl from them to be real, but they were just dreams. Astrid could be the closest thing he ever got to his dream girl.
 
Astoria was in classes with the only thing on her mind being him. She could not wait until classes were over, and her shift at the music story was over so she could see him and actually talk to him in person. He'd know. He'd see her and she was hoping that he'd just know immediately it was her. She and Astrid were so different and that dream had to make him realize that Astrid was not the one.

Letting out a heavy sigh, she went from class to class, staring at the time any chance she could. She couldn't concentrate in classes, not until she could deal with this, figure this out. Today was the day she got her man.

Astrid was having a really off day. She had been up late studying and doing her work, not really sleeping at all. She had a heavy day even if it was just one shift. It was super busy for some reason and she was so frazzled. She wasn't on her good game at all and she wasn't being a good server at all really. She was running on maybe two hours of sleep and it was such a long and heavy shift.

It sucked so bad because she didn't even notice Eric at all and she wanted to. She knew he was in there in that restaurant but she couldn't really flirt or be how she wanted to with him that day. Not a good second impression at all.
 
Eric ate his meal while looking at Astrid every so often. She seemed tired and out of it. She wasn't really doing a good job. It didn't bother him much though. Everyone had a bad day. Even though he wanted a chance to see her up close and talk to her, he never got an opportunity. He ended up needing to return to work. He paid and then left. On his walk back he continued thinking about whether Astrid really was his dream girl. He thought back to their time together. There were things about her that bothered him. She also was not quite like the girl from his dreams. The more he thought about it, the more differences he noticed.

Eric returned to work and was distracted. He was lost in thought, barely getting his work done. He made it to the end of the day and packed up. He started walking along his usual route to his car at the same time he always did. He still had images from the dream popping into his head every once in a while. He decided to call Astrid when he got home to arrange a date with her so he could decide once and for all if she was the dream girl, and if not, decide if he should be with her despite her not being the girl from his dreams.
 
Finally, the time had come for her to be able to walk home. She hurried, wanting to get there on time. When it came to the point of she passing by where he lived, she saw him. She felt her body freeze because suddenly she felt she couldn't do it but she couldn't go another night without knowing: what could be? Swallowing hard, she let out a soft breath and she walked to him. The sun at first blocked her face but as she stepped closer to him, she was revealed and it was spot on at how she looked to the girl of his dreams.

"Hi. I'm Astoria Wheaton." Perhaps that was enough to start it off. But she couldn't believe she actually said it. Seconds after she said it, she offered her hand to him and looked at him. Please...recognize me. She thought to herself, biting her lower lip out of the anticipation. What would he think? What would he say? What would he do? Would he realize? Her heart was pounding from the very thought, waiting to know what would happen.
 
On his way to his car Eric glanced over across the street. He saw someone there, but the sun hid their features. Her body and hair looked very much like his dream girl, but it couldn't be her. He was just imagining her. For a moment he thought it could have been Astrid. He stopped walking when he realised she was heading in his direction. He watched her get closer. Then, suddenly, she entered the shade and it was Her. He knew it. As she got closer his confidence reached a peak. Every feature matched her perfectly. It was as if she was right out of his dreams. He quickly pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He couldn't believe it.

The girl stood in front of him and she spoke. Her voice as well was an exact match. And her name...he knew it...from one of his dreams. How.... He didn't understand how he could have come up with her in his dreams so perfectly, even her name. He was sure he had never met her before, or even heard of her. He then thought he had to be dead, or gone insane. He was frozen in place staring at her in disbelief. Then she extended her hand. He looked at her for a few more seconds before slowly reaching for her hand. If she disappeared when he touched her he would know he was insane, but he really hoped she was real. Their hands made contact and his heart leapt. He still had many questions, but she was real. Somehow the girl from his dreams was real. He just held her hand for a short while as a smile formed on his face.

After a few moments he realised he was holding her hand and still hadn't said anything. He finally snapped out of his confusion and disbelief. He shook her hand. "Uh, hi. I'm Eric McNiel. It is nice to meet you Astoria." He looked at her carefully and couldn't find any difference between her and the dream girl. He didn't know what else to say to her. He let go of her hand and wondered if she might say anything. He truthfully had not expected to ever meet the real girl from his dreams, as much as he had hoped he might.
 
The moment his hands touched hers in the shake, she knew. He recognized her and it made her nearly melt. It felt like her legs would give out or something because this almost didn't feel real but it was. A soft smile played onto her face; a beautiful smile, where one dimple appeared on her right cheek. It was a really cute and beautiful smile and her eyes just absolutely lit up upon seeing him and having her hand in his.

When he spoke, she nodded, biting her lower lip. "It's really nice to meet you." She said softly, stepping forward, keeping her hand in his, close to him now. Looking up at him, her eyes remained in his. She could tell he must be incredibly confused about all this and honestly, she was terrified to tell him but it was too early to let him know about it. How they finally came together didn't matter right now but the fact that they were here. That he knew she existed even out of his dreams and that she could maybe finally be with him.

"Um...if you're not busy, do you maybe want to grab something to eat?"
 
Eric was still quite stunned. Astoria was beautiful. As wonderful as from his dreams. She also seemed very happy to see him. He was a little confused by that. When she spoke again he smiled at the sound of her voice and again marvelled at how well it matched his dreams. Not once did he even think that it could have really been her in his dreams. When she asked if he wanted to go eat he didn't know what to say. There was his dream girl, and having only just met her, she was asking him to spend time with her. It was astonishing. After a few seconds he regained focus. "Uh, sure...I mean yes. I would like that very much. I know a great restaurant near by."

As they started to walk to the restaurant Eric was able to calm himself and come to terms with the fact that his dream girl was right there. Yet as far as he knew, she didn't know she was in his dreams. He would have to avoid acting so strange around her. He couldn't just assume she would want a relationship with him just because she seemed to want one in his dreams. Dreams were not real, no matter how real they felt. He had to treat Astoria normally, but he already knew it would be difficult to do so.
 
"Perfect. I'm buying." She said simply and she walked with him, her smile never leaving her face. Having no idea where her confidence was coming from but after the way things went in that dream, she felt good about herself enough and about how things would work. The time when she would have to tell him the truth was not far but for now, it'd be like they were meeting for the first time.

Once they got to the restaurant, she sat down across from him and crossed a leg over the other and looked over the menu. The only problem was that she didn't know how to start up a conversation. No amount of confidence could fix that and it bothered her. "So..." She pursed her lips and looked at him, placing her menu down. "Tell me about yourself. What do you do? What do you like? Stuff like that."
 
Eric was surprised by Astoria's offer to pay for the meal. He accepted it for the moment, but considered insisting on paying once the meal was over. He led her to the restaurant and they entered. It was still fairly early, so there were plenty of empty tables. They were soon seated and looking at menus. He had been there enough to know what was good and what he wanted. He put his menu down and looked at Astoria across from him. She asked him to tell her about himself. He smiled. "Uh, ok. Well..." He started giving her a description of what he was doing at university and what he was doing for work to make money for school. He also mentioned some of his favorite things to do. He tried hard not to say anything about dreams, even though he wanted to. After a while he had said all he could think of. The waiter had arrived and taken their order. He looked over at Astoria, hoping he had not overwhelmed her with info. "Yeah, that's about it. What about you? Your turn to tell me about yourself."
 
As he explained about himself, telling about school and his job and such, she was completely mesmerized with his voice and how he talked and just him all over. She looked like a love struck little puppy and it was just cute but she had to snap out of it. She wasn’t this little girl who could just stare at her dream guy like he was mister high and fine mighty. Well maybe she could if he wasn’t looking and sitting in front of her, but for now, she had to act somewhat sane.

After ordering water and her food, she gave her menu to their waiter and then focused back onto Eric. “Well…I go to university and I work at the really hip and boring music store.” She laughed slightly. “Struggling singer, I suppose.” She shrugged, resting her arms on the table and looked at him. “That’s pretty much it. I’m a music kind of gal.” Sitting back, she rest her hands in her lap. It was so difficult to take her eyes off of him. They just loved looking upon him. He was beautiful and handsome in person and to be sitting there with him right then; she had to slyly pinch herself.
 
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