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Bouncing Tits

I was with some people in a homey market. Not sure who any of them were, but I was apparently someone very special. They had normal produce and then there was a little back corner where there was an artist and the guy who was there decided he wanted to try. Near the artist, the produce was different. The first thing I saw were giant apples, like the size of people heads. They were red delicious apples, but I think we were all broke, because I knew we couldn’t get anything. Anyway, the artist liked me for some reason, but he kept painting the guy I had wandered off with, the other two people were nowhere to be found. Somehow I slid behind the artist to see all that he was doing, and made a few suggestions of what the guy would like since the guy was being a total jerk and just complaining. The artist smiled and did just what I had said, so I slipped back to inspect the rest of the produce. There were these little candies that were yellow and were about the size and shape of french fries. They were yellow and apparently lemon flavored. The artist seen I was looking at them, and offered me a sample. I don’t remember how they tasted, but they were really soft but not sticky. And then we went off again, time lapse, and then it’s like were in this… magical place. I believe it was elvish(love medieval elvish things) It was near a river and on one side, I could see a large clearing with huge tree houses. And on the side we were on, there was a stair case set into the side of a ginormous tree and the top curled around a branch, so you couldn’t see anyone on the platform it created. We decided to cross for some reason. And here’s the part I can’t explain, I decided to try and find someone who saved people, I knew the person/thing and I got the big idea to let myself get taken under the current to find him. It was stupid, but no more than a second of going under, there was suddenly a burst of green/blue color and strong arms pulling me up and out of the water. It”s one of the elves and he carries me to the side we had been on, explaining the person I was trying to find didn’t save people anymore. I was disappointed at this news, and cold from the water and suddenly being in the wind. He noticed, and carried me up to the top of the stairs, setting me on my feet in front of him, and then leaned against the tree. He was looking şişli escort at me oddly but continued talking to me. He told me that the river was dangerous. I wasn’t looking at him and I was wondering what one of the particularly larger tree houses was being used for, with all the floating lanterns anchored around it in varying heights to give it a mystic look. I asked him about it and he told it was being used to welcome an important person’s daughter whose name was mine. I had a different name in the dream but I can’t remember it. I smiled, looking at him, and for some reason, there was a kinda romantic connection between us. I had rested my forearms on either shoulder and my left hand was playing with his hair and the other was drawing swirly patterns on his warm, smooth skin. He had his hands resting clasped behind my back, resting on the small of my back and we were touching everywhere but out shoulders and chest. I told him I was who I was and didn’t let him respond. I kissed him with quite a bit of passion. He gasped, tried to find the right thing to do, and finally kissed me back, drawing me closer. I remember it was simply lovely, pressed up against his warm skin, and he only wore a kind of shorts. His hair was a little longer than a crew, maybe an inch or more in length and dark blown/black while his skin was a dark blue with green lines marking everywhere, almost making him look tiger-ish. His eyes were… like an amber-yellowish color. He was very exotic but his ears only had a slight point to them. I had pulled back, still playing with his hair and he seemed speechless. I smiled at him, running my right hand over his shoulder and down to his chest, resting my palm against his now hot skin. Leaning in, I whispered in his ear, “Is there somewhere we can go for a little bit?” He stood there, his mouth slightly open and his breathing a bit heavy.Nodding, he pulled away from the tree, pressing closer to me. Wrapping me in a tender hug, his lips glanced my cheek, then my collar bone. I shivered slightly, gasping as he pulled away. His arm was still around my waist as he turned and started walking me down the stairs.By now, I had gotten completely dry. I was leaning in close to him, smelling the sweet scent of the woods about him. He looked down at me as we took the last step off escort şişli and kissed my forehead for a moment, then continued pulling me farther away from the lights and the river.He led me back into the woods, bringing me to a small clearing maybe 5 minutes away from the river. His fingers had curled around my waist, holding me close to him as it got darker and darker. “Just over there is where I dwell.” I peered to the general direction he had pointed in, but everything was too dark for me.He gave a small laugh and shook his head. “I’m sorry, I forgot you can’t see as well as I can. Here, come closer.” He pulled me along, keeping a firm grip so I wouldn’t trip over any unseen objects. We neared the base of a large tree, and I could just barely make out the bark before he pressed against the part we were facing and a door swung open on silent, unseen hinges.I took a breath, surprised at the craftsmanship of it all. He kept leading me further until we were inside. He stood away from me, finally letting me go. It was pitch black after the door closed and I couldn’t hear anything besides our breathing. I didn’t hear him move away, but suddenly there was a soft orange light filling the room we were in.It was simple, the whole inside of the tree up to about 9 feet high was hallowed out. It was sparsely furnished, with a rug where I stood and then a large pile of blankets that obviously took place of a bed. He smiled shyly, walking back towards me. I couldn’t tell where the light was coming from, it just was. And it left a nice glow to the whole room.I was breath taken on the effect the light had on his skin. It made the green seem darker and the thick lines on his skin stand out. His face was a mix of shadows, leaving me weak in the knees as his steady stare held my gaze. He was all of a suddenly powerfully sexual. My stomach had butterflies as he neared me, the tips of two of his fingers barely touched the skin of my forearm, sending tingles all through my body.He knew the power he held, I could tell by the sudden flash of satisfaction in his eyes. He didn’t touch me any more than that, seeming to be waiting for me to respond. I wasn’t about to be shy with him. My gaze held his as I took that last step between us, our bodies brushing one another and my lips pressing against his jaw. I could have mecidiyeköy sworn he purred as our skin touched.His hands gently drew up my arms to rest on my shoulders as he moved to kiss me. I giggled softly as I dodged the kiss to nibble on his neck. He sighed as my tongue flicked over his hot, moist skin, tracing the mesmerizing patterns of the dark blue lines. My hands were resting on his chest, our bodies barely touching. I was teasing him, and he knew it.His hands slid down my sides, grazing my hips and then back up to slide under my shirt, brushing the undersides of my breasts. I moaned against his throat as he gently squeezed me, sending another shiver down my spine. His smile was almost wolfish as he continued massaging and rubbing my breasts. He knew he had me. The pure touch of his warm, smooth hands had me wet and hungry for more.His lips brushed against my hair, as he gently pushed my against the wall. His frame was taller than mine and a little broader. He cast shadows over my face and what parts of my body he wasn’t touching. He had moved his hands up, pulling my shirt gently over my head, watching as my hair cascaded back over my bare shoulders. I hadn’t worn a bra for some reason, but it only made his job more easier.He stood there for a moment, taking in my golden tan, savoring each inch of my soft skin. Finally, his warm fingers found their way to my shorts, slowly unbuttoning them without touching me. He was driving me crazy, being so near, yet not touching me anymore. The motions of his hands were sending small waves of pleasure between my trembling legs.Once he finally had my free, he slid my shorts down slowly, caressing my thighs and calves as he went. His breath washed over my already hot skin, making me tremble with need. His eyes met mine, dancing as he smiled up at me, kneeling at my feet. He gently lifted one foot, sliding my shorts off, the the other, taking them completely away and letting them fall to the floor next to my shirt.I stood before him, in nothing but a soft white pair of panties and my wavy red brown hair covering my breasts. His hands went back to my ankles, smoothly gliding up the outsides of my legs, barely touching me. He felt the tremors as he got closer and closer to my hips. He licked his lips unconsciously as he passed over my thighs to my hips. His fingers tightened against me ever so slightly, continuing their journey up over my hips.He caressed my waist as he was almost standing now, his hands stroking from the bottom of my breasts to the tops of my panties. I stood, shaking before him, but not moving for fear he will stop.

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