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The Dreamatorium	By : Matchstickman22 Category: 1 through F > Community Views: 5345 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Dreamatorium
- 1
Abed awoke with a start, and stiffly rolled onto his side, checking the clock at his bedside. 3:42. Something was wrong.
Troy was gone.
No, that wasn’t it, he already knew about that. Troy had left to visit his parents yesterday afternoon. But something else was off. Somebody was doing something… wrong. He didn’t know what, but he could feel it.
Abed rolled over farther, falling off of his mattress and onto the carpet in a quiet, catlike fashion. He started moving towards the door flap of his blanket fort, crawling on his hands and knees. After a few feet, he stopped dead in his tracks.
“No.” he whispered “They’ll be expecting that.”
He spun around to face back the way he had come, and somersaulted towards the wall of the fort, intending to sneak out underneath. Instead, he rolled directly into it, tangling himself in a thin green sheet and pulling the entire structure down behind him. He took a second to free an arm, and then his head, before scanning the dark living room for signs of trouble.
Someone had torn down his and Troy’s bedroom, but he would have to look into that later. Right now though, he could see what had woken him. A thin beam of light shone out from under the
door on the far side of the room. Someone was in the dreamatorium.
“INTRUDERS!” he shouted, struggling to untangle himself from the remains of the fort “ANNIE, INTRUDERS IN THE DREAMATORIUM, SECURITY BREACH”
Her reply rang back at once, from behind the same door he was desperately trying to reach, “I’ve got them, Abed! Come give me a hand!”
There was urgency in her voice, and fearing for her safety, Abed tugged hard at the fabric around his torso. It came away, as did his shirt, tangled inside it. Once free, he ran to the door and threw it open.
His jaw dropped. at first, all he could see was Annie, standing in the middle of the room in a nightgown Abed had never seen before. It was made of a sheer, black fabric, and fell only to just below her hips, barely covering up a pair of black lace panties that were still very visible. He raised his gaze, intending to look the young woman in her eyes, but stopped when he saw her breasts. The nighty had a small, half cut bra that raised Annies tits up and prominently showed off her bright pink, puffy nipples. With effort, he managed to look away and meet her gaze. She smiled at him, and his brain froze momentarily as he gazed into her sea-green eyes.
“What…” he started, faltered, and then blushed as Annie’s smile grew and she simply stood, legs together, hands on her hips, and regarded him. “What am I looking at?” he managed to get out.
“Just a little vacation on a luxury cruise ship” she giggled. He took in his surroundings, and indeed, he found himself in a small but lavious room with a big king bed and four round portholes on the wall behind the headboard. There was a small table with a bowl of fresh fruit in the corner to his left, and on his right the was a minibar stocked with tiny bottles of liquor. He turned to Annie once more with another question on his lips, but he was flustered, red in the face and confused. He mumbled indistinctly.
“I thought you might be lonely, with Troy gone for the night.” her voice was silky and coy, and Abed shivered, electric jolts running up and down his spine at the sound. “And we always have so much fun in here,”
she moved to the bar and began fussing with bottles and cups. Abed stood awkwardly and tried to piece things together, but failed miserably as Annie bent over, pouring liquid into the glasses. Her shapely ass swayed in the air in front of him, well within arms reach, all at once the most desirable and intimidating thing he had ever seen. He wanted that ass, he wanted Annie, but his anxiety paralyzed him. He cast around in his head for a sitcom solution. What would Joey or Chandler do in this situation?
Annie turned and offered him one of the two glasses in her hands. He took it numbly, and she looked at him appraisingly before draining her own glass in one big gulp. She was no longer grinning, but her face was not unkind. She seemed concerned, took a step forward, narrowing the distance between them to just a few inches, and placed her empty hand flat against her friend’s bare chest.
“I know what you’re thinking, silly, but this isn’t a tv show.” She spoke softly, and Abed had to loosen his stiff posture to lean in close to hear. In response, she rose to her tiptoes and put her lips to his ear, “You’ll just have to pretend it’s a dirty movie” she whispered.
With that, she dropped her empty tumbler to the floor and wrapped her arms around him, pressing their bodies close and leaning her head back to look him in the eyes. Abed felt her nipples on his chest, and then a calm relief washed over his mind. There wasn’t anything thing to think about anymore, because there was only one thing to be done. Annie hadn’t given him any option, he was trapped by the feel of her smooth skin against his chest and intoxicated by the flowery scent of her hair. He leaned in and kissed her lips softly, before returning her tight embrace.
Once he held her in his arms, he dipped her back, kissing her again, this time hard and demanding. She moaned around his tongue and he felt her knees give out.
She lay in his arms, watching his face as he broke the kiss, and saw that his demeanor had changed. While he had seemed slight and unimposing when he walked in, unsure of himself, now he was confidant, and seemed to fill the room with his presence. She, on the other hand, had melted at his affections and now lay limp in his arms, as helpless as he had appeared a few moments ago.
He shifted position and put one arm under her knees while he held her up with the other, and then scooped her into his arms. Her heart pounded with excitement as he carried her to the bed and threw her down, carefully but not gently. She laid on her back, stretching out and thrusting her chest forward as he stood above her and enjoyed her lithe, youthful body. And then all at once he was on top of her, and they were kissing again.
For the next five minutes they were little more than a tangle of limbs rolling back an forth on the mattress, each of them simply trying to explore as much of each others body as they could reach. When Abed slipped a leg between Annies thighs, he heard her gasp, and she wrapped her own legs around it before bucking her hips up furiously underneath him. The crotch of her lingerie rubbed against him and after a second the fabric became moist.
He placed a hand down firmly on her shoulder, holding her still as he pulled away and rose to his knees. The tiny black teddy Annie had on was bunched uncomfortably beneath her and she took a second to wiggle free and toss it to the floor. Meanwhile, Abed moved down, kneeling at her side, and grabbed the waistband of her dirty undergarment. He smirked at her lewdly, keeping steady eye contact as he pulled the panties down her legs, and she stared back at him, pulling her knees up a little to help. Once she was free she let her legs fall open, spreading her thighs wide and running her delicate fingers lightly up and down her snatch.
Abed held her panties in his hand, and while he watched Annie playing with herself he raised them to his face, pressing the wet fabric against his nose and inhaling deeply. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the scent, which was not pleasant but strong and primal. When he opened his eyes, Annie saw them flash with lust before he dove between her open legs and kissed her pussy, licking slowly and teasing her with his tongue.
He had very little technique, but he was enthusiastic, and Annie squirmed underneath him, grabbing big handfulls of his dark hair and holding him against her. Abed, for his part, was savoring the taste in his mouth as much as he had the scent of it. Annie’s pussy was not shaved, not even trimmed, but it was neat and contained. The fuzz tickled his chin, even as the rough stubble on his own face scratched her thighs.
Eventually she became impatient, and used the hand grasping the back of his head to lift him up. He moved towards her chest, and she stopped him, putting her other arm across her nipples in an unconvincing imitation of shyness. Abed shrugged and moved to kiss her again instead, but before their lips met she surprised him by sticking out her tongue and lapping at the glistening wetness on his chin. He let her taste, and then returned her sloppy kiss, licking her face and sucking her tongue into his mouth.
She giggled through the kiss and wrapped her long legs around his waist, pulling him in so she could feel his hard cock grind against her pussy, and grunted in frustration when she felt the fabric of his boxers in the way. She broke the kiss but continued to hold him close as she moved her leg up slightly, nimbly slipping her big toe inside his waistband and kicking the shorts off and across the room in one fluid move. The waistband caught for a second on the end of his dick and pulled it down, when it was released it sprung back and slapped lightly against her cunt. Her legs jerked instinctively at the sensation, still wrapped around Abed’s waist, and forced his cock inside her to the hilt.
At the sudden intrusion, Annie’s mouth popped open into a wide O and her breath caught in her throat. When he began to pull out, her body relaxed completely and she melted into a puddle, moaning long and low, awash in the temporary relief. As Abed began to thrust faster, it came back like a tidal wave and she once again clenched her muscles, holding him tight against herself. From far away, she heard her own voice, panting out for more, harder.
He complied, and furiously drove his dick inside her, pounding roughly, his hips beating against her thighs with each deep thrust. He filled her up with every stroke, and while he drove his cock home and his pelvis slapped against her trembling body, her curvaceous form bounced and jiggled beneath him.
Abed had wanted to cum since he slipped his dick inside the sweet little schoolgirls cunt, and now his balls ached and he longed for it, needed it, but he focused and held off. Soon Annie’s arms and legs twitched around his body, convulsing just slightly. Her moans and groans and oh-my-gods grew quiet and the only noise she made was a fast paced heavy breathing. It started low and husky, but quickly got higher as he poured the last of his strength into picking up his pace. Finally, she screamed into his ear, crushed his body in a furious embrace, and he felt her pretty painted nails pierce the skin of his bare back.
With that he let himself go, and his body shook as his cock throbbed and pumped his cum into his not-so-innocent young friend. Annie, now riding out the last few soft waves of pleasure from a mind bending orgasm, laid back and relaxed as she felt the hot sperm filling her up, and a contented smile spread across her face. A second later he rolled off of her and she felt one last little tingle in her pussy as his softening dick slipped out of her.
She rolled on the plush mattress, intending to pull his scrawny brown body close and curl up for a nap, but he was already up and across the room. He reached beneath the bar and grabbed two bottles of water, tossing one over to the angelic brunette on the bed. He stared at her for a moment, appreciating the golden ocean sunlight streaming through the windows and lighting up a halo of slightly mussed hair. She knelt on a pile of tangled white blankets and her shapely body was silhouetted nicely as outside the cabin the sun seemed to be setting for the day. She smiled at him, a simple, friendly smile, and she seemed like a vision of pure innocence.
Abed smiled too before tossing his head back and draining his water bottle.
“Computer,” he announced to the room, catching Annie’s eye “End cruise simulation. Load the dungeon”
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