Dirty Imagines

Its all a dream I tell myself. Though when I'm awakened at odd times of the night, I am reminded it is not.
The smile on my face when I go to sleep is there when I wake up.
The text last night told me he would be coming into town today to see me. All I know is he will be picking me up and we'll be going to dinner somewhere nice, so dress appropriately.
I get dressed to go to the mall so I can find something. Most everything I have dressy has been borrowed by my friends, some returned, most not.
I find an appropriate dress and buy shoes and accessories to match.
I give myself an hour and a half to get ready, just in case something were to go wrong.
My hair and make up are on point, everything else falling into place.
I hear a knock at the door and I answer it to see his gorgeous face smiling, him standing there holding a bouquet of flowers. Ashton.
I take the flowers and he steps inside and bends over to give me a kiss. Its a short sweet kiss.
I put the flowers in a vase and place them in the center of the table.
No sooner than they leave my hands his hands reach around my waist and pull me towards him and into a deep kiss.
How did we meet you ask? Simple, yet so cliche', its every girls dream. Mine just happened to come true. I was working in the restaurant he came in to. I wrote my name and number on the receipt. I saw him look at the receipt and smile and glance at me, he opened his wallet and stuck it in there. It took two days, but he contacted me via text. We've talked ever since.
So, yes, tonight was our first kiss.
We are driven to a quaint restaurant and upon entering escorted to a more private area where we are seated and handed menus.
I am beyond nervous and can tell he is too. We've spoken hundreds of times but never actually been in one another's company.
I tell him to order for me and he does glancing my way to make sure he gets it right.
I have waited for this moment for months. We have often spoke of this night. Now, here it is.
The night is far from boring. We talk and laugh about one another's stories, the tour and our lives.
We finish the meal and I'm suddenly nervous.
This is the point at which we have spoke of on a couple of times. Where does it go from here.
We sit in the car and he holds my hand in his lap with the other draped around me, holding me close. He whispers into my ear telling me how stunning I looked tonight and tons of other compliments.
As we pull up to my place I invite him in and he follows. I drop my purse on the couch and turn to him, my hands reaching behind his neck, his arms around my waist,
"Stay"
"Thought you'd never ask"
He follows me back to my room and I need help with my zipper, getting it up proved to be next to impossible, but I was able to rig something up to pull it all the way up.
This is not my first time, by no means, but still, I'm nervous.
He helps me with my zipper and my dress falls from my shoulders exposing my back and shoulders. He kisses below my neck and it sends shivers through out my body.
I step out of my dress and turn to him, the only thing on are my bra and panties. I step out of my shoes and turn to face him. I start unbuttoning his shirt and he kisses me while I do this. I get down to his pants and I suddenly have nothing but thumbs. I start giggling so he helps me with the button on his pants and unzips them for me.
He takes the shirt off and steps out of his pants, a bulge starting to show in his briefs. I unclasp my bra and sit on the bed as I remove my panties. I pull the covers up over me and slide over as he removes his briefs and crawls in after me.
His hand reaches behind my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. Our bodies move closer together and I feel his erection grow next to my thigh. I reach under the covers and grab his member and stroke it gently, he inhales loudly as his eyes close.
His hand slides down from my neck to my breast and cups it, his thumb rubbing my nipple, making it hard.
Our eyes watch each others reaction to one another's touch. I lie back pulling him with me. His eyes search mine for the assurance that I'm ready.
He moves over on me, his knee spreading my legs. He aligns himself up with me and enters slowly allowing me to adjust to his size. I adjust my self under him and his thrusts start slowly and build up with intensity.
My hands grip the sheets hoping to control my mind and body from going too fast, it doesn't seem to be helping.
We had talked of this moment on several occasions and it is more than I could have ever hoped for.
My back arches allowing for more and deeper entrance. I wont last much longer. 'Fuck' escapes his lips as I know he wont be lasting longer either. Our moves get less controlled and at the height of it all reaches its climax. I moan loudly as my legs wrap around his torso pulling him closer, he groans as he comes and we each finish, riding out our high.
He rises off of me and the covers fall off the rest of the way. He removes the condom and tosses it in the bin in the bathroom.
I get up and slide on a shirt and my panties and take my place in the bed. He rejoins me and we lay there both agreeing that it was much better than any conversation we had on the subject.

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