HALEY’S DREAM (3C)She dreamt of blue eyes.Haley had tried to go about the day as if it had been any

HALEY’S DREAM (3C)She dreamt of blue eyes.Haley had tried to go about the day as if it had been any other day. But after the events in the park, she kept glancing over her shoulder, wondering where he was going to strike from next. At work, at the grocery store, everywhere she went. She scanned the faces of all the men as they watched her, stared at her, evaluated her. She had never really paid attention to them before but now she was. Haley had always known she was beautiful, that she had the sort of body that men dreamed of possessing, but this was the first time she had allowed herself to acknowledge the naked lust in their eyes. The hunger that curled their lips. The way they sniffed the air, like a pack of hyenas on the prowl.Bodies pressed around her as she waited for the train. Powerful, masculine forms closed in around her. Her heart raced in her chest as the heat of the subway stoked her…desire? Haley’s breath caught in her throat as she realized it wasn’t fear that she was feeling, but lust. She wanted to rip off her clothes, no, she wanted them to rip off her clothes. To paw at her body, to bend her over and ram their hard cocks deep to her core, to use her body and leave her curled on the platform as they stepped onto their train, only to make room for the next group… Men who all wore the same face. Men who all had blue eyes.A blast of the overhead system startled her into dashing for the train. She lucked into a corner seat, and a carefully positioned handbag allowed her to find some relief, at least until she made it home to her bed where she could finally scream the way her body demanded. She shouted her pleasure as her fingers drilled deep to her core, the heel of her hand grinding against her clit in poor imitation of the way he had handled her the afternoon before. By the time she was done some three hours later, she was so exhausted that she barely recognized it as her girlfriend tucked her into bed.Where she dreamt of blue eyes.She was back on the subway platform, broken fluorescent lights flickering overhead as she waited for the train. A mournful whistle blew somewhere deeper in the tunnel, but the train was still too far off to see even the glow of the headlights. it was echoed by the shriek of the wind whipping around the subway entrance, driving down a frigid breeze that made her shiver in her heels. She was alone, isolated. No one near enough to hear if she screamed for help.Haley glanced down to check the time on her cell when a blur of motion came out of the shadows. He towered over her, his faced hidden under a black hood. Naked steel flashed and disappeared as the lights sputtered. She screamed and flinched away, but the knife hadn’t been aimed at her. Instead it clattered to the cold ground at the same time her shredded coat fell from her naked body. Hayley gasped as his hand closed around her throat. The pad of his thumb traced the line of her lower lip, sending a shiver down her spine. He pushed her head back, forcing her to look him in the eye before he claimed her mouth. The kiss was savage, hungry. He pushed her steadily back until her spine scraped against the raw concrete of the one the station’s supports. Then he spun her around and forced her arms up. Cold metal clicked shut around Haley’s wrists as he handcuffed her in place. A leaking pipe dripped down her back as rough hand grabbed her hips and lifted. There was no preamble to what came next. One minute she was standing on her own two feet, the next she was swinging several inches above the ground as his thick cock hammered her pussy. Her screams echoed back off the walls, mindless, wordless cries that could have been either protests, encouragement, or both. But he said nothing, only the occasional grunt of exertion with each thrust.Finally she felt it, the surge of thick heat that heralded his orgasm. She felt it filling her, deep and heavy. She felt it trigger something deep inside her as well, something that-Haley thrashed awake as the dream ended to the shrill scream of her cell phone’s alarm. She sat upright, breasts heaving as she tried to get her breathing back in order. Tingling heat flushed her thighs and breasts as she looked around the dark room. The only light was coming from her phone, partially dimmed by the piece of paper that covered it. She took the phone in one hand and the paper in the other. Glancing at the phone, she saw that it was flashing 11:59 PM. ‘But I never set an alarm for that time…” Haley wondered. She tilted the phone towards the paper, hoping it would answer her questions. The note had been written by hand, and the choppy, block letters were nothing like the elegant script her girlfriend preferred.“Good evening, wench. I told you I would see you again today, though I suppose that wasn’t necessarily a promise that YOU would see ME. Still, as a man of honor I only thought it fair to keep my promise to you. Of course, it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t leave you a little gift, now would it?”That was when she noticed the wet spot between her legs. A wet spot that didn’t seem to be fading as quickly as the sweat that still dotted her skin. She reached down between her thighs and scooped up some of what lay there, even though she already knew what she was going to find. But even then, Haley couldn’t resist a taste… -- source link

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