Daydreamin'

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Reposted from the Read-Only archive, with slight revisions.

Daydreaming

Jason was in his Choir/Music Studies class that day, but before then, things had not been going very well for him. Now he was listening to Ms. Otto giving a pop-quiz to the class, and he was hoping she wouldn’t be asking him any questions. As sat on the choir risers listening to her droning on, Jason let his mind wander, and his eyes fell on Heather Harrison, the girl he had a huge crush on. She’s so beautiful, Jason thought lustfully as he stared at her, I would so love to have her with me......

Jason and Heather were in his room downstairs at his house, and they were laying on his bed, cuddling and watching TV. But Jason wanted more than that. He gently caressed Heather’s face, her cream-coloured skin soft to the touch, and kissed her gently on her lower lip. Much to his delight, she returned the kiss, sliding her tongue into Jason’s mouth, running it across his upper lip, and further into his mouth so that it touched his tongue. Jason enjoyed this a lot, and could feel himself getting hard down below. As they continued to explore each other's mouths, Jason ran his hands up Heather’s shirt, caressing her body, as Heather buried her face into Jason’s neck and shoulder, kissing him, nibbling gently and flicking with her tongue.

Jason pulled Heather’s shirt off and as he left a trail of soft kisses down her neck and jawline, he reached around and un-hooked her bra, revealing what he had been wanting to see for a long time, her bountiful breasts. Heather moaned softly as she nudged Jason down towards her chest. "Ohh, that feels nice." Heather breathed softly as Jason licked her breasts up and down, and sucked on her erect nipples. Each flick of his tongue across her nipples sent little electric tingles down her spine. Heather un-buttoned Jason’s shirt and pulled it off, and he lay back as Heather started licking his chest. The intense, tingly waves of pleasure from her massaging his nipples with her tongue made Jason even harder, and he un-zipped his jeans. She slipped a hand down his boxers so that she could play around with his swollen member, but Jason had other ideas. It wasn't her hands he wanted down there.

Laying back, Jason pulled Heather towards him, and motioned her towards his groin, pulling down his boxers. “Suck me off baby.” He moaned. “Ohhh!” Jason cried out in excitement as Heather rolled her tongue around his penis, licking the shaft, flicking her tongue across the tip. “Yessss!” He gasped. “Harder!” Heather cupped her mouth around his penis and sucked back, like one would on a straw, while flicking her tongue across. “Ohh! Yeahhh!” Jason moaned, running his fingers through her smooth, shiny black hair. “Ahhh!” Heather could feel his body spasm as he orgasmed, his come filling her mouth. “Oh man!” Jason gasped, breathing heavily. “That was awesome!” Heather pulled Jason towards her as she laid back down on the bed, and took off her skirt and underwear.

“Now do it to me. It’s my turn.” She purred. Of course, Jason was more than happy to oblige. Heather held Jason’s head in her hands, running her hands through his hair, moaning as Jason sucked on her clitoris, flicked it with his tongue, and licked her up and down the entrance to her vagina. “Yeah, that’s it. Like that baby.” She gasped, savouring each pleasurable tingle that ran up her spine. But things weren’t over yet. Heather motioned Jason towards her, grinding her hips into his groin. “Enter me.” She whispered with an insatiable lust that excited Jason. “I want to feel your dick inside me.” Her dirty talk aroused Jason even more, and he slowly slid his penis into her. “Ohhh!” Heather moaned as Jason thrust back and forth. She cupped his firm, supple ass in her hands, adding that extra push with each thrust. “Yes! That’s it! Harder!” Heather cried out joyfully. Jason could feel Heather squeezing her vaginal muscles around his penis, adding to heighten his pleasure. “Ohh!” Heather moaned, feeling Jason hitting her G-spot, giving her multiple orgasms, each one more intense than the other. Finally Jason climaxed, his hot come spilling into Heather’s vagina. “Ohhh!” Heather gasped, breathing heavily.

“Oh man!” Jason said, easing himself off Heather, laying down beside her. “That was incredible!”
“So were you.” She said with as low growl, giving Jason a final, lingering kiss. “Jason Scott?” she asked.

“Yeah baby?” He replied, wondering why Heather was calling him by his full name.

“Can you tell me, who composed The Marriage of Figaro?” What a strange question to ask. And she now sounded like Ms. Otto. What was going on here?

“What?” Jason had forgotten that this had been all in his mind, all been a daydream........

“JASON!!” Ms. Otto barked, snapping him back to reality. Jason turned around abruptly.

“Oh, sorry Ms. Otto.” He said.

“Jason I wish you’d pay attention instead of just staring off into space, looking in the other direction! Now who composed The Marriage of Figaro?!” She asked for the second time.

“Um, uh, Mozart?” Jason guessed sheepishly.

“Thank you.” said Ms. Otto. Jason looked down at his feet, feeling embarrassed. Then he heard Alex Ross and Rajdip Basran snickering at him. Oh great, I wonder what they’re laughing at, Jason thought sarcastically, shifting around uncomfortably. He all of a sudden felt a wet sensation down below. Uh oh...........

The End.