Was It Really A Dream

It was one of those nights where Jasmine was extremely tired, but sleep evaded her as she was worried about her boyfriend, Pat, why.. Pat was staying at his ex-girlfriend’s house, so sleeping wasn't really going to happen. They had all gone out to Dubai because Pat claimed that he hadn’t seen his ex's parents in such a long time, and after all they were 'like family'.Righ from the offset Jasmine thought "bullshit."

The five of them had met up and had lunch, we hit the casino for a few hours. Pat's ex, Emma, was giving him eyes the entire evening which angered Jasmine but she refused to rise and contained her anger. Soon after they had dinner, it was around nine o’clock and Pat had the great idea that they should go back to the family’s summer house and catch up. Jasmine did want to support him and get to know these people but it was blatently obvious they didn’t like her. Jasmine came from Manchester and grew up not thinking about having the finer things like fast cars and designer clothes and such. So she wasn’t going to put herself through torture while they talked about their million-dollar homes in L.A. and their daughter’s Cambridge education. They had already made her feel out of place when she showed up wearing skinny jeans, flats, and a semi-casual dress top, Emma's mother asked "is that all you have dear?" It was at that moment, Jasmine realised that if she stuck around for the rest of the night, someone would end up either in the hospital or under arrest... and it would have most likely been her.

Jasmine looked up at the ceiling and said, "You have got to be kidding me.

It was late and Jasmine really wanted to get back to the hotel room. so she told Pat she wasn't feeling well and that he should go on and have fun with everyone else. He kept asking me if she was sure and would she be OK alone and if he should stay with her. Jasmine smiled and said, "Look, it’s ok. You go ahead and reminisce and I’m going to go back and get some rest." Pat kissed her and said that he would be back to take care of her, promising not to be late. Stepping into the taxi back to the hotel Jasmine couldn't help thinking, "I’m sure if it was up to Emma, you’ll be taking care of her too".

Once she got back to the hotel and pulled into a parking space, she got a text message from an unfamiliar number. The message read "Hey it’s Emma. I’m sorry you’re not feeling well. I hope we can meet up soon and talk a little more," with a smiley face at the end. Perplexed Jasmine rolled her eyes and kindly wrote back "yes definitely." She took a quick shower and kept thinking about Emma and how she would probably be all over Pat and possibly seducing him. She tried to relax a little bit and remain calm, reminding herself that nothing was happening and they are both behaving. after all, her parents were there and they would place some order if something were going to happen, right?

By now though it was around midnight, and no sign of Pat, so much for returning early. Jasmine was furious and all she could think was "Oh yeah, she’s definitely doing whatever she wants with him now!" while pacing the room at the same time. She sat on the bed and tried to think positive about him because he loved her and wasn’t going to let anything happen. She lay down and closed her eyes, and took deep breaths and at last was fast asleep.

Sometime later Jasmine awoke with a start opened her eyes to find herself standing in a dark hallway. She looked straight ahead and saw a door with a light shining from under it. Jasmine walked towards the door and opened it to find a bed with white sheets, white pillows, and two lamps on both sides slightly dimmed on two small tables and a table with whipped cream and two pairs of handcuffs, but there wasn’t anyone in the room. She walked in further to try and get a better look, and the door shut behind her. Jasmine quickly turned around at the surprise of the slam, she returned back with a disturbed look on her face and said to herself, "OK, time to go."

As she turned around to open the door, a voice said, "Where do you think you’re going?" The voice was strangely familiar and also scary, because when she turned around, it was Emma. She was dressed in a black sheer lace bra with pink trimming and pink sheer boy shorts and black heels, standing by the bed. She had blonde hair and it was in these amazing sexy loose curls.

Jasmine looked up at the ceiling and said, "You have got to be kidding me." Emma then said, "Why are you looking up?"

Jasmine dropped her head in complete disbelief, realising she was dressed in black underwear, puzzled she thought to herself, "I could have sworn I went to bed in a silk nightgown." Now she was in a black waist clincher with white lace trimming, that left her bust exposed, a black see-through thong and thigh-high stockings. Jasmine quickly threw her hands over her body trying to cover herself, without a clue as to why and how she had got like that.

Emma strode up to Jasmine with a sexy determined swagger and asked, "What? Don’t you trust me?" Jasmine mumbled back, "No, not particularly".

Emma laughed a little and said, "Does this have to do with Pat? Because I promise I didn’t do anything with him..." She moved so close that she backed Jasmine against the wall. Then she put her hand on Jasmines face and shoulders as she squinted her eyes nervously "...honestly, I wasn’t paying much attention to him tonight. It was you I was looking at." Jasmine turned to her stunned. "What?!" she said, opening her eyes and moving her hand away.

Emma laughed again and said, "That’s right. He and I are through. I invited you guys out her so I could get to know you a little better." She looked into Jasmine's disbeliving eyes and putting her hand on Jasmines chin, running her thumb across her lips. Emma began to lean into Jasmine and at the same time said, "I knew I was into girls, but I wasn’t positive. When Pat showed those pictures of you to me through his email, I knew I wanted to taste you..." She leaned in closer and whispered, "Even if it was just a little bit." She kissed Jasmine gently and for whatever reason Jasmine didn’t fight the advance, instead she savoured the soft lingering kiss, the touch of Emma's moist lips, this was what she wanted...

Emma pulled away from the kiss slowly leaving Jasmine frozen like a statue, hands still vainly trying to cover her modesty. Jasmine opened her eyes and watched Emma walk back to the table of treats and stop. She looked over her shoulder at Jasmine and said, "You don’t have to be scared". She bent forward and ran her hands down and then up her legs and turned and said, "I won’t bite, unless you want me to." Jasmine smiled, still unsure of giving in, but Emma said, "That’s what I want to see. Now come over here so I can see that smile better."

Jasmine thought to herself, "Don’t be so afraid. It’s just you and her and she obviously wants you. Besides, she looks fucking hot and it is turning you on. Go!" convinced Jasmine slowly dropped her hands to her sides, closing her eyes she took a deep breath, opened them again to see Emma slipping onto the bed.

She had a sweet smile on her face and said, "It’s OK." as Jasmine walked towards her Emma got on all fours and did a come-hither motion with her fingers. Jasmine stood in front of the bed, put her hands in Emma's and she pulled her onto the bed with her. They were now kneeling in front of each other and Emma leaned in to kiss Jasmine again, but this time, Jasmine kissed her back, passionately and deeply. Their tongues tangled as they pulled tighter to each other. Their bodies touched and Jasmine couldn’t control herself. She pulled her lips from Emma, trying to catch her breath, as she began to kiss her chin and neck. Emma said, "Oh, someone is a little excited." Jasmine picked her face up replying, "Well, I would say this was your fault but as you can see, I’m not denying that I want you too."

Emma turned Jasmine around so that her back was to the headboard and then she pushed her down onto her back moving her legs apart, crawling up to Jasmine's face. She stopped above her chest and ran her tongue up her neck slowly and then back down. Jasmine felt an intense tingle between her legs as she let out a heavy sigh. Emma whispered, "You like that?" Jasmine nodded her head and biting her lip, hoping for Emme to keep going. Emma kissed lower down her neck and chest, hitting her bust where the corset began, and then she lifted her back, untieing the ribbon. Jasmine picked her body up to make it easier access when Emma said, "Mmm I love how your body curves."

Jasmine looked down at her with a crooked smile and said, "I’m sure you do."

Emma undid the bow and instead of lifting it over Jasmines head, she simply pulled it off, throwing it to the ground, giving her all rights to Jasmine breasts. Emma continued to kiss the soft flesh but this time getting lower in between Jasmines breasts and meeting each one with soft, supple kisses. She then started to play with each nipple as Jasmine ran ran her fingers through Emma's hair and closing her eyes in pleasure.

Emma sat up and reached over me to the table of treats, reaching for the can of whipped cream, shaking it up while undoing her bra strap at the same time. She pulled the cap off with her teeth and started squeezing the cream out so it made white trails all over Jasmine's body. Jasmine reached up to squeeze her breasts as she leant down to kiss her lips. Jasmine pinched her nipples and nibbled on her bottom lip as Emma licked the cream from off Jasmine's now very hard very sensetive nipples..

Throwing the can to the side of the bed Emma leaned back down to Jasmine's chest, licking up every little bit at the top, around her hard nipples, the sides of smooth flat stomach, and down her abs. She kept getting lower until she met her bellybutton, Jasmine's stomach automatically caved in. Emma saw Jasmine was sensitive down below and began to trace circles around her navel, causing her to tremble with every stroke she made. She kissed lower, she would pulling the seethrough thong, adding more whipped cream the further she got. Eventually the thong wes fully removed as she dragged them down Jasmine's legs and past her feet. Jasmine held her legs together after easing off the thong, she ran her hands up and down Jasmine's legs with a smile on her face and biting her lip, eager to have her. Emma gently separated her legs and brought her face down, licking her lips in the sexiest way Jasmine had ever seen, staring into Jasmines lusting eyes. Jasmine leaned her head back nervously and closing her eyes desperate to know what this would be like, Emma fingers gentley started separating Jasmine soaked pussy lips moaning in pleasure as she lightly stroked her tongue over the swollen clit.

Emma gasped "It’s so beautiful" and then she gave it one clean lick, from Jasmine's pussy hole with a wide tongue and then the tip flicking her clit. Jasmine grabbed the sheets, letting out a loud moan, "Oh you like that don’t you?" whispered Emma, Before Jasmine could answer, Emma did it again, but then she used her finger to play with her clit, Jasmine lifted her hips pushing onto Emma's tongue, "Oh, you’re so wet" said Emma while playing Jasmine's nipples with her other hand. She continued to put much more pressure on her clit, as Jasmine moaned louder and louder.

Her finger stopped fucking and she smiled as she worked her way back up to Jasmines face and kissed her on the lips, reaching back to the table again but this time, taking the two handcuffs into the bed with them. She waved them in front of Jasmine and then started to latch one of them onto her wrist.

Jasmine looked up at her hand and said, "Wait. I don’t know..."

Then she said, "Don’t worry. I promise you will like it."

Jasmine looked up at her in reassurance and gave into her allowing Emma to continue to lock her in. She finished with one hand and began the other when Jasmine started to think, what was she going to do? But then Jasmine smiled and realised that this was always a fantasy of hers and now, she couldn’t wait to see what was going to happen..

After Emma finished both hands, she crawled back down to Jasmine's pussy, trailing her hands all across her body, caressing Jasmine's breasts and squeezing her ass. Emma's tongue flicked at the bound girls clit causing her body to jerk with every lick and touch. Jasmine's back was arching and her hips grinding. Her moans grew with every stroke and she was moving her tongue faster and faster. Jasmine pulled and squirmed on the cuffs, wishing she had her hands free wanting to slip her fingers into Emma's pussy, but there was nothing she could do. Emma could feel Jasmine's orgasm getting very, very close and she replaced her tongue with her finger and rubbed her pussy with her hand. She came up to Jasmine's face again but this time teased her with her tongue on her mouth. She would reach down like she was going to kiss, but when Jasmine reached up to try to get to her lips she would pull away and smile. She reached down and kissed Jasmine's chin and at the same time, sliding a finger inside. Jasmine screamed out as Emma fucked her clit with her thumb slipping two fingers deep inside her soaking pussy. Jasmine was moaning even louder as she rocked her hips to the rhythm of Emma's fingers, desperately wanting more of her.

All of a sudden, she started to tell her, "Don’t stop, don’t stop."

Emma looked into her eyes and smiled, and then she said, "Don’t worry, I won’t, baby," as she fingered her harder and faster. The orgasm was building up even more when she said, "You ready to cum for me?" Jasmine nodded her head and then she said, "No, I want to hear it."

Jasmine yelled out "Yes!" Emma told her to say it again. Jasmine screamed "Yes!" again and it was almost like she got angry because she told her to say it once more. Then Jasmine screamed, "Ah, fuck!" and that got her really excited. Emma's fingers pumped even more as she said, "Oh you’re such a naughty girl! I’m not going to stop until you cum."

Lost in a haze of lust and on the verge of orgasm Jasmine began to ride Emma's fingers her moans turned into screams. Then, she started to cum, hard, harder than she have ever in her life, her back arched up so high, her screams stuttered, her eyes rolled back into her head. Jasmine couldn’t breathe properly, and she felt like she was going to black out. She grabbed onto the short chain of the cuffs and tried to catch her breath but Emma kept her fingers deep inside and told her to cum more. Jasmine was still cumming, she couldn’t stop. She could feel her pussy pulsating against Emma's fingers and then she pulled them out, kissing her lips. Emma softly rubbed around the Jasmine's pussy licking at her pussy juices, trying to make eye contact. She said "Hmm, good girl," but Jasmine couldn’t respond, she was still trying to recover. Emma brought her fingers up to Jasmine's lips, letting lick them off. She licked her lips in mimicry of the other girls licking her fingers, and then she took them into her own mouth, taking what Jasmine had missed.

Emma stared at Jasmine for a few seconds as she made a full recovery, both of them smiling and then she asked, "How was it?"

Jasmine responded with big stupid grin on my face and said, "Very, very good."

Emma laughed and said, "I’m glad" and began to undo the cuffs. We both lay there in each other’s arms when she said, "I’ll be back." I looked at her strangely and then she said "Jas. Jas?"

Jasmine blinked a few times and found herself staring at a white ceiling, a bright light shining throughout the room, and hearing her boyfriend Pat’s voice. She rubbed her eyes hearing the voice more clearly, and then she saw him approach the bed with coffee and tea, and realised, it was all a dream. But it was the most vivid dream she have ever had, almost like it was way too real. Jasmine sat up and held her head.

Pat sat on the chair next to the bed and handed me the tea and asked, "How do you feel?"

Jasmine looked around the room still a little confused and responded, "Yeah, yeah, I’m cool."

He handed me the tea and kissed her. Jasmine began to believe that it was all a weird dream and stopped worrying about it. Pat got up and walked over to the suitcase and started to talk about the night he had with Emma’s parents, so she put the tea on the table by the bed and pulled the covers off to get out of bed. When she lifted the sheets, there was a big round wet spot and she almost screamed. She quickly put her hand over her mouth and pulled the sheets back over her legs. Pat turned around to walk back to the bed.

Jasmine interrupted his story, "Did you at any point come back last night?"

He said, "Oh baby, no, I’m sorry, me and Mr. Johnson got so caught up in talking that it went on all night. adding he thought it was best that he stayed there for the night and not disturb her. Was that OK.. he promise nothing happened with Emma.

Pat went on to say she left sometime around one and said she was going to visit a friend. It was actually kind of weird. She was fidgety the whole time after Jasmine left, almost like she was thinking really hard about something.

Right Jasmine thought, "No, no, no. She didn’t come here, that’s impossible. Then Pat started saying something about finding a letter on the door from a neighbor about someone making too much noise last night and that us children need to keep it down when we play, but I was worried about something more important. Jasmine quickly blocked the dream out of her mind and slid out of the bed to go take a shower. As she was in there, Pat yelled back at me said, "Oh and by the way, Emma and her parents invited us to brunch. They said they really didn’t get a chance to talk with you last night and they were hoping you would join them."

Jasmine's thoughts turned to panic how could she look her in the face without losing her mind?

After getting dressed and forgetting about her dream, the couple drove back over to the Johnsons’ summer house. Their butler met them at their car and directed them to their patio. Mrs. Johnson greeted them the moment they stepped outside in the back with hugs and kisses. Mr. Johnson did the same and not too long after, Emma come strolling out from the house in a knee-length summer dress and little white flats. Her hair was straight and she had a small diamond-encrusted clip in her hair. She came up to them and gave Pat a hug and a kiss but when she came to Jasmine, she took her hands, very similar to the way she had in the dream, and said, "I hope you’re feeling better." Jasmine smiled and said, "Yeah, I’m doing much better."

"Oh, great" replied Emma and then leaned in to give her a hug. It was fine, up until one of her hands moved down Jasmines back right above her ass. Jasmine didn’t think she was going to stop so she pulled away and smiled like nothing was wrong, but at that moment, she knew something was up. Everyone made their way to the buffet table and grabbed plates. Jasmine noticed that when they got in line, the order was Mr. Johnson, Mrs. Johnson, Pat, Jasmine, and Emma. Everyone in front of Jasmine began a little conversation so they paid no attention to Emma and her, Jasmine heard a whisper in her ear: "Don’t be so jumpy."

She froze for a second and turned around with a nice smile and said, "what do you mean? I’m fine." Emma replied, "I noticed you looked like you were worried about something, just relax." - "No, it’s nothing, I’m totally fine" and Jssmine turned back around. She could feel Emma staring at her but I did her best to ignore the situation.

They all sat down at the table and Emma’s father brought up a bunch of funny stories and Jasmine had to admit to herself she was having a really good time. They weren’t that bad and maybe she should have given them more of a chance. After they were all out of laughs, a small awkward silence approached the table, and then Emma said, "I was online the other day looking up information about my psychology class and I came across an article that talked about when people sleep, the things that they sometimes dream about could have a lot to do with what’s going on around them in reality."

Jasmine was in the middle of taking a drink and ended up choking a little bit when she said that. Pat looked down at her and put his hand on her back, asking, "Sweetie, you OK, wiping her mouth, trying to clear throat, Jasmine replied, "Yup, great."

She then said, "It was very interesting. There was a small part that talked about a way you can manipulate they way someone dreams by talking to them in a certain way while they slept. You could even touch them and they won’t wake up while in this trance."

Jasmine quickly got up from the table and asked to be excused. Mrs. Johnson said, "Absolutely, darling. Emma, could you show Jasmine to the little girl’s room?"

Emma got up and said, "Of course."

Jasmine began to walk away from the table and Emma put her arm around her back, walking her into the house, as the two girls stepped into the shadows where no one could see them, Emma directed her into the kitchen and backed her up into the counter.

Jasmine quickly said, "Look, Emma. You’re a very nice and pretty girl but I..."

Emma put her finger on Jasmines lips and said, "I know what you’re thinking about. I was in your dream last night and I controlled it, well part of it. I told you I wanted you and it’s true, I do." Jasmine tried to get her to stop talking but she stopped her. "It was you I was looking at all night last night. Not Pat." Jasmine laughed and looked away. "It’s true. That wet spot on your bed? That was from you when I made you cum all over the sheets." Again Jasmine tried to get her to stop again but she started to move her hand up and down her leg, trying to lift it around her and then moving up her skirt. Then Emma said, "I can prove it. I have your panties in my room."

It was then that Jasmine realised that she didn’t take any off when she was getting into the shower this morning. Jasmine's mind raced she couldn't keep fighting and lying to herself. she knew she wanted to be with Emma, but it was wrong on so many levels that so she kept denying it.. until she finally gave in and kissed Emma.