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Just A Dream	By : GreydonCreed Category: M through R > Roswell Views: 2555 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Just A Dream

Author: Greydon Creed

E-Mail: greydon_creed@yahoo.com

Rating: Hard NC-17 for consensual m/f sex, f/f hintage and language.

Summary: Alex has another dream. Sequel to my previous Roswell fic "Nothing"

Disclaimer: The Roswell characters belong to Jason Katims and associated companies. The story itself does belong to me. No copyright infringement intended.

Note: The outfit that is described in the story is the same one Katie Heigl wore on the cover of TV Guide on the Women of Sci-Fi issue.
just a dream

�I'm getting too old for this�, Alex thought to himself as he trudged down the empty school hallway.

Never mind that he was a high school student with a heavy college prep workload. Also don't include the fact that he was a member of a garage band and had to work practice and gigs into his already heavy schedule.

It wasn�t even the alien stuff that was getting him down. Running around looking for clues to the aliens' past or trying to prevent their discovery by the authorities was stressful enough, but it was one alien in particular was the cause of his troubled thoughts.

A highly attractive female alien, with long soft blonde hair, piercing brown eyes, full red lips... Her image dancing behind his eyelids day and night, her voice echoing in his ears. And the dreams...

Alex shivered. He had been having fantasies that had gotten more and more explicit, where he had gone from dancing with his dream girl to hugging her, to kissing her, to...

With difficulty Alex pushed aside those thoughts. It wouldn't do for him to get all worked up at school and not be able to do anything about it. It wasn't like he would walk up to the girl and take her into his arms and give her the kiss of her life before doing more... interesting things.

Alex shifted the bag on his shoulder. He had just finished installing a new operating system in the computer lab, a job he would have enjoyed doing if he hadn't been so doggone tired from his long day. All he could think about was crashing onto his bed and passing out for eight hours, maybe with a dream or two to perk things up.

Suddenly an arm reached out from a partially open door and grabbed him, yanking him inside. Alex spun and almost lost his balance, dropping his bag onto the floor before being slammed up against a counter. When the room stopped spinning, he saw Isabel Evans standing before him... but not the preppy fashion girl he was used to.

Isabel was wearing a leopard print top so tight that her large bust was supported by it and not by the decorative brown leather straps that in theory held everything up. Below that was a black leather skirt that reached to her knees, long and loose. Her legs were sheathed in black stockings, and her feet were bare.

Alex snapped his eyes up to see Isabel watching him. Instead of being angry or offended at his blatant perusal of her charms, the expression was one he had never expected to see her direct toward him; amused... and slightly hungry.

"Like what you see?" Isabel was a couple of steps in front of him and she slowly spun around, letting him see all of her.

"What's going on here? Why are you dressed like that?" Alex would have taken a step back, but his butt was already against the counter of what he now recognized as the Eraser Room.

"Can't a girl get dressed up once in a while? Especially if she wants to take if off later?" Isabel took another step toward him, leaving only a small space between the two of them.

Alex's eyes widened as he tried to step back, but the counter reminded him of the futility of that action. "What kind of game is this, Isabel? You never wanted to be with me before."

"Maybe I did want to be with you and was playing hard to get. You ever think that might be it?" Isabel was standing still, yet somehow one of the straps of her blouse was sliding down her shoulder.

Alex looked around the room and noticed that some of the details were fuzzy, like an out of focus photo, and the thought clicked into place. "This is a dream, isn't it? Like when you were wearing that waitress uniform." Alex's voice flattened as he got to the end of the sentence.

The expression on Isabel's face changed slightly. The smile on her face shifted from amused to knowing with a nasty edge to it.

"What are you going to do about it, Alex?" Isabel took one more step forward, to where she was standing but a few inches from him.

�This is just a dream, the normal rules don't apply�, Alex thought to himself. With that thought his hand shot out, grabbing Isabel by the arm and yanking her toward him.

As her body crashed up against his, Alex growled, "You really enjoy teasing me, don't you, Isabel? You like that I follow you around like a puppy dog, begging for attention."

Isabel shuddered at the tone of Alex's voice and the feeling of his arousal against her belly. She instinctively moved against him, rubbing herself up and down slightly. "Girls have needs, it's not my fault you can't take a hint."

"So that what's this is about. You want me to scratch your itch?" Alex's eyes narrowed as he watched Isabel�s face flush from her rising excitement.

�What I want...� Isabel groaned softly as her nipples rubbed through their clothes against his chest, �...is for you to fuck me hard.�

Alex moved suddenly, his mouth roughly merging with Isabel�s. Moaning as his tongue swept into her mouth, Isabel slid her hands down from his waist, squeezing his butt.

Moving them around so that Isabel was against the counter, Alex�s hands ran up Isabel�s back, trying to find the closure to her tight blouse. Falling to find one, he moved his hands to the shoulder straps and broke their kiss.

Alex was about to ask if she was sure but the wild look in Isabel�s eyes answered that question before his did more than open his mouth to speak.

Instead of talking Alex pulled his hands down her shoulders, bringing the straps down with them. The blouse was so tight on Isabel that it stayed up anyway. With a growl he yanked Isabel toward him again. Sliding his hands under the blouse, he pushed it up and over her head, exposing her large perfect breasts.

Isabel gave Alex a slight push and with him only a half step away, she reached behind her hips and unzipped her leather skirt, dropping it on the floor and exposing skimpy black panties and thigh high stockings. With Alex eyeing her hungrily, Isabel turned and put her hands on the counter, bending forward and revealing that her panties were actually a thong. Looking over her shoulder she whispered hoarsely, �Take them off.�

Alex stepped up and hooked his thumbs in the waistband and pulled the panties over her hips and down her legs. Letting them drop to the floor, he stepped up against Isabel and pressed himself against her, his raging hardness nestled against her perfect rounded ass.

Even as his hands moved from her waist toward her breasts, Isabel pushed her hips against him and growled, �I said I wanted you to fuck me. Right now!�

Alex, contrary to what Isabel had said earlier, knew when to take a hint. Working quickly, he unbuckled and unzipped his pants and let them drop around his ankles. Stepping up against her, he pressed his hard cock between her luscious ass cheeks and pushed in slowly, stopping when he found her hot wet opening. Taking a deep breath to keep him from coming too soon, and feeling Isabel wriggling impatiently against him, Alex slowly pressed himself in.

�Oh fuck!!!� Isabel cried out. �Oh shit that feels good!!!� She tried to force him deeper into her, her tight cunt already convulsing around his cock. �More, I want your cock deep inside me!!!�

Trying not to lose control from the sensation, Alex moved forward, drawing another cry from Isabel but he still moved slowly, much too slowly for Isabel. She gripped the counter hard and groaned, finally screaming out loud. �Fuck me Alex, fuck me hard now !!!�

Moving back, Alex slammed back into her, his hips slapping against her. Hearing Isabel yell out in response, he began stroking hard into her, her cries getting louder as he moved faster.

Isabel�s face was red and twisted up, her hair hanging over her eyes as Alex pounded into her from behind. Even now, his hands were cupping her breasts, his fingers roughly twisting her sensitive nipples, the sensations joining with those from her cunt to the point where her concentration was almost gone along with the power of speech. The only sounds coming from her mouth were cries of pleasure, interspread with gasps as the head of his cock hit her G-spot just right.

Alex had a problem now. He wanted to come in Isabel so bad now his balls were aching, but he wanted her to get off first. Hearing her cries become moans, he moved one of his hands down to where they were joined and at the same time he pushed his cock as far in as he could he twisted a nipple with one hand and her clit with the other.

Isabel screamed. There was no other way to describe it, it was a full-throated shriek as her nervous system overloaded and her body spasmed. Her screams continued as her body shook, and Alex moved his hands to where he was sporting her weight, otherwise she would have fallen forward onto the counter.

At last Isabel calmed down to the point where he did not have to support her anymore. Alex rested his chin on her shoulder, feeling her unsteady breathing begin to even out when suddenly Isabel looked over her shoulder at him again.

�Your cock is still hard inside me, you didn�t come, did you?� Isabel asked, her face still flushed.

Alex smirked slightly. �I guess I didn�t. I was enjoying watching you lose control too much to lose it myself.�

Isabel yanked herself away from him, finally pulling his cock from her cunt. Alex hissed at the sudden movement and Isabel gasped, first from the sudden loss of fullness from her body and then from the sight of his still rigid cock, which she had only felt but not seen before now.

�Not fair. You got to see me lose it, I want to see you lose it too. Tit for tat.� Isabel gave a smirk of her own at the double meaning. �You made me scream, I want you to scream.�

�Really? How do you plan to do that?� Alex asked warily as Isabel turned him around so that he was now leaning again the counter, his pants still around his ankles.

�I�ll think of something.� With that Isabel in one move dropped down to her knees and took his cock in her hot mouth.

�Oh shit!!!� Alex shouted as Isabel sucked on him. �Oh fuck oh damn oh my god!!!� He yelled out, repeating her earlier cries as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft, taking him all in until he was completely in her mouth down to her throat.

�Izzy... Isabel... slow down... I can�t last... if you do... THAT!!!� Alex almost howled as Isabel took her mouth off his cock and moved downward, taking his balls in her mouth, licking them roughly with her tongue.

Isabel smiled as she pulled away from him, a smirk unmistakable even with her kneeling in front and looking up at him. �But I want you to do that Alex. I want you to come hard, and I�m going to do that by sucking every... last... drop from your big... fat... cock.� With those words Isabel took him in her mouth again and sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing with the effort as she lashed her tongue around the head of his cock.

�Oh fuck!!!� Alex was losing control as the sensation began to overwhelm him. �Oh my god, Isabel, I can�t take it, you�re going to make me come!!!� Isabel was moving her head slowly, still sucking on him, but this time making eye contact with him, his wide eyes locked into hers as her mouth moved back and forth on his cock and that is what drove him over the edge.

�OH GOD!!! ISABEL!!! AHHHHHH!!!� Alex gave a short scream as he finally exploded, his fluids flooding Isabel�s mouth. Isabel swallowed quickly, some of the fluid leaking from the corner of her mouth and dribbling down her chin as she sucked fiercely, not letting up until finally there was nothing left and Alex was sagging against the counter, his legs barely holding him upright.

Isabel stood up and smiled at Alex, her expression not completely readable. �Told you I�d make you scream.�

Alex laughed weakly, straightening up. �Like you said, tit for tat.� He pushed his hair back from his forehead as he struggled to pull himself back together.

�Well considering I got more of your �tat� than you did of my �tit�, I think we�ll have to do this again sometime.� Isabel moved up to Alex to where she was almost within kissing range.

�Sometime? Why not now?� Alex asked curiously.

�Cuz...� Isabel brought her hand up in front of Alex�s face, �it�s time to wake up.� She snapped her fingers and Alex disappeared with a pop from the room.

*****

Alex sat bolt upright in his bed, gasping. A quick look at his new alarm clock showed that it was 5:45 AM, a half-hour before his normal wakeup time. The alarm was silent, so Alex decided to spare the alarm clock it�s predecessor�s fate.

Flopping back in his bed, Alex could feel the wetness soaking his shorts. Groaning, Alex got up and trudged over to his bathroom to clean up.

Looking at his reflection in the mirror as the shower warmed up, Alex shook his head. With what happened in that dream, he knew that Isabel wouldn�t be complaining about him always watching her today; he would have too much trouble feeling guilty to even glance at her.

*****

Isabel stood in the suddenly empty Eraser Room, aching and satisfied from her encounter. Looking down at her scattered clothes, she didn�t bother picking them. Instead she called out, �Come out now, I know you�re there.�

As a figure dressed in red satin pajamas moved out of the shadow of the far corner, the nude girl absently ran her fingers along her chin, collecting the traces of fluid that were still there. Looking down at her chest, she saw that there were droplets on the tops of her breasts and wiped them up as well before casually licking her fingers clean. �Enjoy the show?� she asked the figure now standing in front of her as she morphed back into her true form, tattoos and piercings appearing on her body as her long blond hair shrank to her normal short length.

�Why did you do that, Lonnie?� The blond girl in the red pajamas hugged herself as a tremor ran through her body, one that had nothing to do with being cold.

�I wanted to know what the big deal was with Oppie, why you let him hang around. It�s sad really, that boy really knows how to fuck, and you do him only when he�s dreaming.�

�Alex isn�t a boy, he�s brave and smart and special, he doesn�t deserve the mess we�ll get him into. He deserves better than us.� Isabel Evans dropped her arms and looked angrily at her duplicate.

�That�s why you string him along during the day and mind fuck him at night, right?� Lonnie looked at Isabel, who glanced away from her guiltily. �Geek boy knows what�s up with you, and your peeps and he wants to be part of your posse. You treat him like crap and put him in danger and he still hangs around you. Sounds like a stand-up guy to me.�

Lonnie moved up close to Isabel and stood face to face with her. �Make up your mind if you want him as a boyfriend, girlie. 'Cuz someone else might decide to take him out from under you.�

Leaning forward, Lonnie kissed Isabel on the lips, quickly invading the other girl�s mouth with her tongue. Isabel stood there shocked, tasting the other girl along with a salty, musky taste that she realized was Alex's.

Moving away from the stunned girl, Lonnie grinned at Isabel. �And if you ever want to do the three-way with Oppie, let me know. You know how to get in touch with me.�

With a mocking wave, Lonnie blinked out of the Eraser Room, leaving Isabel standing there alone, a bewildered look on her face as her hand touched her lips, the two tastes still lingering there.

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