She was pretty... I think 

 

One fine day we were watching a movie and talking in my living room. Talking lead to touching. She was sitting beside me we were on the carpet floor resting our backs on the sofa. We laughed and giggled, we play fought each other. I don't remember what exactly we were talking about. 

 

But then...

 

Our position changed, she sat on top of me with my legs in between hers. Her eyes gazed into mine and I began to caressed her slim waist, it was well toned. She had on a cropped baseball T-shirt, half sleeves, rather loose fit and a low rise jeans shorts. Which was ed. My hands moved up slowly yet sensually at the same time her hands did the same, our eyes never broke contact. By this time I lifted the t-shirt up to the point were you could see her under s. My eyes was blinded by lust, such beautiful features. 

 

But the sad part was I didn't get to capture her face properly. Because of my alarm. I don't know her name, yet I felt so connected. Who ever you are wherever you are you have confused my ual orientation. 

 

 

 

This is a true dream I dreamed of about two weeks ago. It's still on my mind constantly, if you liked this then comment below for the next part because there was a continuation to this story.