My dream about Allison Mack.

By Jimtac

I have been living, and working in Seattle for some time now. In my
line of work, I had the opportunity to day-trip around the inland
northwest, and lower British Colombia. Being a Canadian myself, I
relish every chance I get to travel back to my native land. Having a
contract negotiation up in Vancouver, B.C., and then would have some
time off. I found myself thinking about my good friend Allison Mack,
having just seen her on her new show.

I had met her some years ago, as I was touring through California.
It wasn’t for anything “official”, if that’s what you are asking
yourself, I was just on vacation. Allison and I, hit it off right
from the start, exchanged information, and have kept in contact ever
since. In fact we for some reason, have some uncanny knack of always
running into each other, every time we vacation. And if one was near
the other’s home (or at least their home for the time being), would
look them up and stay with them instead of at a hotel.

I knew that “Smallville” was shooting in a town near Vancouver,
which meant that Allison would be renting a place most likely in
Surrey. Which is close to the shows location. I, of course, would be
looking her up as we always did in these situations. I mean, I know
that my company has a deluxe executive suite at the Four Seasons,
which is also where the meeting was to take place, but why stay at a
hotel when you have a friend who li ive so close?

I arrive at the hotel, just over two hours after leaving home in
Seattle, (I love to drive fast), toss the valet my keys, rush up to
the suite to get freshened up, and to grab myself a cup of coffee
that I had arranged to be ready in my suite, before heading to the
meeting.

Four hours later the meeting is over, and I once more visit my room,
only this time I pay a little more attention to the finer points of
my appearance. Allison may be my friend, but she is still a
stunningly beautiful woman, and I have to look my best.

I give my old pal a page, just to be sure that I didn’t disturb her
at anything that she may be doing. The message I left simply asked
her to call my cellphone whenever she got the chance. Lo and behold,
it was only a few minutes later that my phone rang, and it was her.

I asked her how she was, and what she was up to. To which she
explained, that this week on the show, her character didn’t appear
much, so for her, from blocking to actual shooting, wasn’t going to
be taking up too much of her time this week.

At which point I said to her; “That’s great! Would you mind if I
stayed at your place for a couple of days?”

To which Allison replied, “Of course not silly. You know that you’re
always welcome to stay at my place. After all, that way I get to
stay at your place next time I’m in your neck of the woods.”

I asked her when it would be alright to stop by. Allison told me
that she was just waiting for the last scene’s walkthrough, with it
being a new set the A.D., and D.o.P. wanted a little extra time.
Then she would be going out for a bite with a couple of her
co-stars, but in all, it shouldn’t take more than two hours, she
thought.

I said that would give me plenty of time to get there, not letting
on that I was only about a twenty minute drive away, rather than the
two-and-a-half hour drive from Seattle. Plus, that gave me a little
extra time to get a few things out of the way before the end of the
week. Allison gave me decent directions to her place, then had to
run.

After taking care of the couple quick contract jobs in town that I
had, I was on my way. Traffic at 3pm in Vancouver is usually pretty
insane, but it wasn’t too bad today, plus once I hit the highway it
got a hell of a lot better. I was too preoccupied with imagining
what Allison would be wearing when I got there, to notice that I had
missed my exit, and had to take the long way there, which pretty
much ate up the rest of my extra time.

As I was pulling up, I see her stepping out of the closing garage
door. I give her a quick honk of the horn, to which she waves back.
I pull up into the space out front, grab my garment bag and laptop,
and then head up to the door. After dropping of her bag, she greets
me at the door by jumping at me, wrapping her arms around my neck.
If she wasn’t such a little bit of a thing, I’d have been completely
bowled over.

After I dropped off my things upstairs I took the time to notice
just how nice a place she had here. 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, 2 gas
fireplaces, double garage, and close to work in South Surrey. It
wasn’t quite as nice as my place, but then again I owned mine, and
she’s renting this place until December.

But, I digress.

We spent the rest of the afternoon just catching up, and since it
had been just over a year since we last saw each other. There was a
lot to catch up on, mostly on her end, since I’ve never been one to
“burden” others with the details of my work. Although, it’s
refreshing to hear someone who is so passionate about what they do,
tell me about their craft.

The time came to have dinner, and neither one of us really felt like
cooking, so we ordered in. After our meal we were both feeling quite
tired and decided to prepare for bed. Allison had to rehearse
tomorrow, and I had to do the transaction confirmations, from the
completed contracts earlier in the day. The only thing was that I
had to finish what I had to do before midnight, or not get paid for
another two weeks.

I got my towel, bath robe, and toiletries from my bag; and then
proceeded to take a nice relaxing shower. Afterwards I get out, dry
off, toss on my robe (since I sleep in the nude), then head over to
the desk in my room to set-up my computer. As I start in on the work
I had ahead of me, I hear Allison begin to sing, with the tell-tale
sound of someone singing in the shower. I’m now wishing that I had
of held off on taking my shower so soon, because now I need a cold
one just to focus on my paperwork.

I set to getting a snack from the kitchen, which being downstairs,
should be out of earshot of the running water, and her angelic tone.
Even though I was right about the sounds, I couldn’t get the mental
image of her glistening, wet body out of my head. More to the point,
the thought of her hands running over every inch of that body. I’m
not too sure exactly how long I was staring off into space,
picturing that image; but I was snapped out of it by Allison making
her way down the stairs, clad only in a large white towel, with
slightly drippy hair.

She only looks at me saying, “Don’t mind me. I’m only here to get a
glass of ice water from the fridge. Then I’ll be off to bed, and out
of your hair for the night.” With glass in hand Allison throws me a
great big smile and bounces up the stairs, giving me a little smile
from over her shoulder as she got half way up. Now deciding that I
really didn’t need that sandwich, I returned to my work

Later that night, despite feeling an overwhelming sense of fatigue,
I got up from my laptop, where I had just finished sending the last
email for the night. With almost a feeling of not being in control
of my body’s movements, I find myself leaving my now dimly lit room,
and turning down the slightly brighter hall.

Mere moments later, I found myself opening the door to Allison’s
room. The light from one of the hall’s wall sconces, poured into her
room, to reveal her silk sheet covered body. Even from the distance
of nearly 15 feet, and in my near cataleptic state, I can see that
there is only a gossamer thin layer of fabric between my gaze and
that which it so desires to behold.

I move towards her bed, Allison does not move; but for her shallow,
rhythmic breathing. I then kneel at her bedside taking in the sight,
of her shapely body spread out before me. Only the tremendous amount
of respect that I have for her, prevents me from tearing off the
lone sheet covering her naked body. As my shadow moves across her
face, she begins to stir.

Allison groggily says, “Hey, What’s up?” Without the slightest hint
of any surprise. To which, I attribute to her only being half-awake.

Taken slightly aback, I reply, “Um; I need to know if you have any
baking soda. I’m going to make pancakes for breakfast.”

As the words were leaving my mouth, I knew how seemingly nonsensical
they were. Especially since I know my way around a kitchen pretty
well, and have never even accidentally added baking soda to
pancakes, knowing full well how pointless it would be.

My only saving grace was the fact that Allison could barely cook her
way out of a paper bag. This coupled with her current state of
alertness, made it rather a plausible explanation at the time.

“Oh, I’m pretty sure that I have some in the kitchen.” With that,
she drifted soundly back to her peaceful slumber.

In my profound relief to have avoided a potentially
friendship-ending, not to mention uncomfortable situation; I leaned
over with my arms onto her mattress, and rested my head on her hip.
Immediately taken in by the warmth of her flesh as it penetrated the
sheet transferring to my cheek, I felt a blanket of tiredness
envelop me. Without the slightest of sounds, my body surrenders to
its yearning for sleep.

As we lay there sleeping, Allison attempts rolling over to her other
side. She found it impossible, what with my head resting lifelessly
on top of her hip. She came to, moved her hand down to find my head
resting there. With a wisp of a smile, she ran her fragile fingers
through my hair, causing me to stir but wasn’t enough for me to wake
up. Seeing my uncomfortable position, Allison kindly makes room and
coaxes me up beside her on the bed. She moved the covers over and
threw the sheet over me, so that we were now both beneath the sheet.

While still unconscious, I roll onto my side, putting my arm across
her chest. She then rolls to face the same direction as me, and in
doing so she snuggles tightly into my body. Allison gives my forearm
a little kiss, to which I let out a little “Hmm”, smile, and kiss
her on the nape of her neck. She gives my arm a squeeze, and decides
to go to sleep, in my arms. All of this was a great dream of mine
that I couldn’t ever act upon, since we’re such good friends. And
what was worse; I couldn’t even revel in it because I was fast
asleep through it all.

After what was about an hour, I rolled onto my back. Since her arms
were still holding mine, I pulled her along with me, only to once
again awaken her. She rolls onto her side running her hand across my
chest, beneath the fold of my robe, making small circles with first
her whole hand, then only her fingers, and finally just moving her
thumb back and forth.

Allison once again gave me a peck, on my shoulder this time, her
messy feathered-out hair brushing against my ear, cheek, and neck.
This contact begins to arouse me, even while I’m still asleep. My
hips move slightly, to which Allison takes immediate notice, and in
a move, I would have thought completely out of character for my dear
friend, she found her hand moving further down my body.

Allison’s hand undoes the belt of my robe, freeing both sides of it
leaving me completely naked, save the short sleeves on my arms;
which I guess was only fair, since she was completely nude herself.
Her hand found its way down to my neatly trimmed hair, which she
couldn’t help but run her fingers through. Of course, this being a
sensitive area, her motion makes me jump a little, since it tickled,
as that kind of thing will.

At this point I slowly start to wake up, and slightly raise my head
silently off of the pillow to see what was going on. I feel her
fingers gingerly wrap around the base of my penis, and as soon as
her hand closes completely, my cock begins to expand in her hand.
Just then, I just close my eyes and let my head lay back down.
Allison leaves her hand just where it is, until she feels it stop
growing, at which time she realizes that her fingertips are no
longer touching.

Entranced by the pulse that she feels through her palm, she finds
all of the times that she had fantasized about this moment. About
why I hadn’t made a move sooner, and even more so, why hadn’t she
made the first move herself. While she was pondering this she,
unconsciously began to slowly move her hand along the shaft of my
penis.

Suddenly it occurs to her, that even though we never admitted it,
even to ourselves, we were dancing around this for years. Taking
vacations wherever the other was, me having “business arrangements”
near her, her “scouting locations” near me. To which end she decides
that it was all just a matter of time, before we got together.

By this time she has returned to the present, to find that she has
moved to mere inches from her hand, which just so happens to be
smoothly jerking me off. She takes a moment to ask herself, if she
would wake me up by putting my cock into her mouth, but decides that
either way it would be worth it.

I feel a shock of the heat of her mouth, and the slicked surface of
her tongue and lips. To which I gasped, and let out the air just as
quickly, my hand moving to the small of her back. Allison then
pulled back, making a popping sound as she did, and saying;

“Oh my God! I’m sorry; I don’t know what I was doing. I just,
couldn’t help myself. Please don’t hate me.”

To which I reply, “Hate you!?! I could never hate you! Especially
for that. That was amazing. You have no, idea how long I’ve dreamt
of finally being with you, as more than just friends.”

“Oh thank god,” she says, “I thought it was only me, that’s why I
never said, or did anything before now.”

“I’ve felt the same way.” I let her know. “I’ve been in love with
you since the moment I laid eyes on you, but became friends and
would rather keep that than lose you.”

She reassured me that she felt the same way about me. My hand was
now resting on her thigh, gently squeezing, just as hers had moved
to reciprocate. We fell into one another in a passionate embrace, my
right arm around her body while my left moving up to cradle her neck
and head. Her arms move to remove the last vestiges of my robe,
still clinging to my body, momentarily breaking my hold on her,
momentarily.

I pull her closer to my body, and she swings her nimble leg over my
legs, to straddle mine. At which time she pushes me down to the bed,
tilts her head to the right with an innocent look on her face, and
says, “Now you stay right there. I didn’t get to finish what I was
doing.” To which she leans in, kisses me, and proceeds to slink down
my body, kissing all the way down to her eventual goal.

Allison once again engulfs my cock with her luscious mouth, forcing
a low moan to escape my lips. With her left hand she reaches up to
let it roam over my skin, while the other is helping with the “task
at hand”. She seems to know exactly what I’m wanting her to do,
moment by moment, whether faster or slower. Up and down, or with a
little twist thrown in, a little tongue, or a lot. Because of her
amazing skill, it wasn’t too long before I was ready to blow, I told
her that I was about to come, trying to help her up. Her reply was
to grab firmly, with both hands, onto my legs, not budging an inch.

I come into her mouth, what feels like gallons, the spasms causing
my breathing to become irregular, and ragged. I came so much that
her mouth couldn’t contain it all, forcing some to leak out of the
corners of Allison’s lips. When she is sure that I’m done, she sucks
hard milking the last few drops, and making a loud “pop” when she
finally relinquishes my cock. She looks down and says,” I can’t
leave a mess like this, now can I?” to which she readily dives down,
to lick up any sperm that had escaped before.

When she has finished, she looks up at me with the look of sheer
content, at a job well done. To which I responded with my own look
of ecstasy, as I gazed lovingly down at her.

Now it was her turn.

I pulled Allison up towards me and gave her a great big kiss, and
tossed her to the bed, told her to lie still. I started kissing her
cheek, then up to her ear down her neck, across her collarbone, and
down in between her magnificent breasts. I take an ice cube from the
glass of ice water that she had brought to bed earlier, (well what
little was left of it, but there was enough). I ran it over her
nipples, getting them nice cold and hard, only to suddenly warm them
up with my mouth. To which she lets out a little squeal, and digs
her fingernails into my shoulders.

This just spurs me on, I move further down to her firm, yet supple
stomach. I use my tongue to make tracks, between kisses, as I work
my way down to her belly-button. My hands free, of the now-melted
ice cubes, are massaging Allison’s succulent breasts. Twisting her
nipples with my fingers, I elicit a sensuous moan or two from her.
My kisses have made it down to her trimmed bush, and shaved pussy.

Rather than just “dive in”, I decided to tease Allison a little. I
began kissing along the fold of her leg, where it meets her body,
just close enough to let her feel my breath on her moist lips. She
rewards me with a shiver, and a quickness of breath, after which she
grabs the bed sheets tightly, in her diminutive hands. I move
further down the inside of her thigh, reaching around with my left
hand to caress the back of her knee as I pass it with my mouth.

Each kiss leaves only the tiniest of dampness on her skin, just
enough to allow her to feel a sensation of cooling immediately after
the warmth of my lips. I let my fingertips dance along, ever so
gently, as I move up her legs. With the assistance of her feverishly
paced hands, I now find myself precisely where I want to be, and
waste no time.

I let my hot breath slowly escape, as to ensure that she feels a
growing heat throughout my approach. My tongue extends, and makes
contact with her waiting pussy. Parting her lips at the bottom, I
slide upwards wriggling my tongue until I get nearly to her swollen
clit. I then stretch out my tongue, to slide its full length along
her sensual center of pleasure. This drives her to thrust her hips
upward to grind into my face, much to my own enjoyment.

The probing and grinding go on for several more minutes, until I
start to feel that her thrusts are getting harder and more feverish,
her breathing getting more, and more erratic, obviously getting
close. I get an evil thought in my head, and decide to pull away, to
which she stops breathing, sits bolt upright, and nearly shouts at
me, as much as she can through her ragged breathing.

“Just what, in the hell do you think you are doing!!!”

At which point, I can see another phrase building in her throat; I
cut her off before she can get out another word. Pushing my body up
towards her mouth, I lock my lips onto hers, and nimbly slide in,
just the tip of my cock into her willing pussy. I hear a deep moan
of approval, rise from the depths of her being. Taking my cue from
this, I slowly move in inch by inch. Our arms squeezing tighter,
pulling one another ever closer, each of us drinking in the aroma of
the other.

We start moving our hips in circles opposite to one another, so as
to not only hit her G-spot, but also allowing my engorged shaft to
slip against her clit, bringing her waves of pleasure. I feel the
walls of her vagina, contract and spasm, with her body not long
behind. I’ve not quite ready to finish myself, for the second time
that night, so I enjoy Allison’s pussy milking my cock for a few
seconds more, and pull out to go down on her once more. This
intensifies her orgasm, prolonging it for another minute more, at
which time she falls spent to her bed.

I move along side of her to hold her grinning face next to mine.
Allison throws her arms around me, stares into my eyes, and kisses
me. Our lips lock for a few moments more, until she pulls back and
says to me;

“Give me a minute, and I’ll make sure you get to experience what I
just felt.”

“You really don’t have to …” she then interrupts me by placing her
finger on my lips.

“I, insist.” She announces to me, with a contented expression on her
face.

Of course, that quashed any protestations that I had, feigned or
otherwise.

Much to my delight, Allison was true to her word. A few minutes
later, and with no warning at all, she threw her left leg into the
air, and over my hips. In the same nimble motion, she lifted her
body, ending up straddling me. Placing her hands firmly, upon my
chest. Without saying a word, Allison begins to gyrate, arousing me
to no end. When she realizes that I’m fully upright once again, she
deftly maneuvers herself over my shaft, and agonizingly slowly
lowers herself, as far as she can.

Gently Allison starts to rock her hips back and forth, side to side.
She leans down to kiss my chest, looks up at me, sexily licks her
lips, and slides up to my mouth. She never even misses a beat, her
hips moving in ways that are driving me wild. By this time it had
been almost an hour since I last came, and was aching for a release.
Allison was giving me all the reason I needed to do just that, but
wanted the moment to last as long as possible.

Soon her breathing was getting just as ragged as mine was steadily
becoming. Allison’s body begins bucking wildly, and this just
becomes too much for my will to handle. The second that I feel her
pussy starting to ripple around my cock I grab her by the waist and,
explode into her. Allison sat up, grabbing hold of my arms; she
threw her head back in the throws of an orgasm. For both of us, it
was complete rapture, and we rode that wave of ecstasy, for all it
was worth.

When our mutual pleasure subsided, Allison collapsed, absolutely
exhausted, onto my now sweaty body. We could only gaze into one
another’s eyes, with the absolute peace that you feel after an
intense orgasm. Both with visages of utter calmness, mixed with
total bliss. She gave me a quick kiss, turned her head to her left,
and rested her head on my chest. I placed my arms around her,
embracing her, until we both drifted off to sleep…

Thank you for reading my short story, I hope that you enjoyed it.

These events really played out, as written, in a dream two nights
ago. I am by no means an author, but when I couldn’t get this dream
out of my head; I thought to myself, why not share it with others
who also appreciate erotic literature.

Take care,

Jimtac
jimtac@hotmail.com (please reference “Allison Mack Story” in subject line)

Copyright 2002 © T.J. Stewart

A copy of this short story may be available in MS reader e-book
format, through my email address.

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